My mod ruined the otherworldly art style.

Lu Chen, who had finished making lunch, observed all of Scarface's actions.

He was thinking about it while he ate.

"Harvesting emotions as an inventor? That's a pretty good idea."

"And that Scarface guy even infiltrated the town's upper echelons."

"It's like planting a nail in there."

"Having access to a wealth of intelligence at any time allows one to anticipate the enemy's moves."

"It's not like we're completely unaware of the arrangements made by the humans."

Thinking of this, he stopped eating.

His fingers tapped the table unconsciously.

"No, such a good identity cannot be wasted."

"If we only let him do one-off, get-rich-quick schemes."

"It will be a loss for the fertile nest."

After considering all sides, Lu Chen finally made the decision:

"It would be best to package it as an 'inventor,' then it would thrive among the human forces."

"And we also need to add a group module to the elite dungeon players."

"Used to exchange messages."

"To avoid communication difficulties and the occurrence of incorrect information."

Without hesitation, he brought up the projection screen.

Prepare to expend the power of creation.

Help Scarface improve his loaded modern common sense knowledge.

At the same time, I chose a chat software module worth 10 points of creativity, which is QQ group.

Although this group chat consumed a lot of resources,

But this is already the cheapest chat module.

After all, this involves a group concept, which naturally leads to terrifying consumption.

However, this module exists.

From now on, I will never have to worry about problems caused by untimely communication again.

It can also automatically add new members to the group.

Enrich the core personnel configuration for group chats.

It's probably the best option right now.

As the power of creation is used, the abundant reserves of the land are shrinking.

Due to the payment of contribution points and various miscellaneous expenses,

It quickly fell below 100.

Only those in their early 90s remain.

He wasn't bothered by it; the trio of bandits and Scarface had caused a huge impact anyway.

New creative energy is entering the account every moment.

It won't take long,

It will eventually return to 100.

[Ding! Scarface has finished loading advanced knowledge.]

[QQ group chat module is being installed.............]

Two prompts appeared simultaneously.

Scarface, far away in Iron City, suddenly stopped eating.

He felt like his brain was going through a storm.

What was originally just common sense knowledge began to become richer, more extensive, and more widespread.

Many things that I only had a vague understanding of before have now become crystal clear.

Even a glass of water in your hand,

He had many names in his eyes.

Hydrogen oxide, dihydrogen monoxide, and dihydrogen oxyoxide have the chemical formula: H₂O.

It has three common states: solid, liquid, and gas.

And less common ones: supercritical fluids, supersolids, fermionic condensates, etc.

This kind of forced indoctrination of knowledge

If someone else were to bear it, it would basically go in one ear and out the other.

There's hardly any left.

Forcing yourself to memorize things could even cause your brain to explode.

But scarred faces are different.

He is labeled as obsessed with money.

I know very well that knowledge can bring enormous wealth.

As long as we can hold on.

Then the future is limitless, and I no longer have to be a bandit.

He didn't want to be like he was when he was a child.

Because of poor family conditions, they lost the opportunity to acquire knowledge.

In the end, he had no choice but to become an outlaw.

With the support of this belief.

Scarface's expression grew increasingly ferocious.

His face was covered in scars, with veins bulging everywhere.

There was even nosebleed coming out of her nasal cavity.

This stunned the administrator and Cyril, who were having their meal.

"Hmm? Brother Leonardo da Vinci, what's wrong?"

"Could someone have poisoned the food?"

Geller frowned and swept his cold gaze across the maids.

"Quick, go and call the doctor."

He then turned his gaze to his city guard commander.

"Cyril, go to the kitchen."

"Get all the cooks under control."

"I want to see who poisoned me."

The blond city guard commander, with a righteous expression, nodded.

He stood up with the same serious expression.

"Yes, I will investigate immediately."

"Those who wantonly poison others must face the harshest trial."

Just as he was about to leave the table.

Scarface, who had been silent until now, raised one hand.

"Wait, I'm not poisoned."

He took a deep breath and wiped away the blood flowing from his nose.

He explained to the approaching administrators and commanders:

"I was just a little weak and couldn't handle the nourishment."

"Too weak to absorb nourishment?" Geller and Cyril exchanged a glance.

Puzzled, he asked, "What does this mean? I've never heard of it before."

After putting down the blood-stained napkin, the scarred man began to make up a serious lie:

"It means I've been trapped in that demon's lair for a long time."

"Daily diet consisted of eating only dew and raw, cold foods."

"This leads to the decline of the Taiyin spleen earth and the stagnation of the Yangming dry metal."

"Today, suddenly indulging in rich and greasy food is like a drought followed by a flood."

"The so-called 'deficient earth element cannot control water,' which instead draws fire upwards, flowing along the Hand Lesser Yin Meridian and attacking the sensory orifices."

"Until the nose bled profusely."

The scarred man's theory of traditional Chinese medicine left the two of them completely baffled.

They started thinking as they provided emotional points.

What exactly is Leonardo da Vinci talking about?

Why can I understand every single word?

But when combined, it's like listening to gibberish.

Could this be the secret of the ancient alchemy methods?

Completely baffled, they could only manage an awkward laugh.

Fortunately, Scarface noticed their predicament.

He cleared his throat and changed to a more easily understood way of putting it:

"Ahem, to put it simply..."

"The food I ate with the goblins before was mostly insects, raw meat, moss, and the like."

These are all considered yin foods.

"It clashes with the delicacies and rich food I ate at the city lord's mansion."

"So my body couldn't take it for a while."

After this simplified explanation,

The embarrassed administrator and Cyril finally understood the gist of it.

As expected of an ancient alchemist.

They really have a whole set of technical terms.

People who lack sufficient knowledge simply cannot understand it.

Seeing the misunderstanding cleared up,

The harmonious atmosphere at the dining table was restored.

Scarface bid farewell to the administrator and the city guard commander, citing physical discomfort.

Geller naturally wouldn't refuse.

He instructed the maid to take Scarface to a side room in the city lord's mansion.

Let them rest for a while.

He ordered Cyril to organize a meeting of the town's middle management.

He wanted to show the goblin's head to everyone.

This will garner the greatest support.

Scarface heard all of the administrator's arrangements clearly.

When he came to the side room,

He impatiently waved away the maid who wanted to serve him.

They began to examine the new module bestowed upon them by the Demon God.

In the reflection of his pupils.

Originally, there was only one display interface.

Now there's another penguin avatar that's 99% loaded.

Wait until the penguin icon completely changes from gray to color.

A notification sound indicating successful installation will play at the appropriate time.

Scarface, who had been waiting impatiently, reached out and clicked at the opportune moment.

A semi-transparent chat window popped up immediately.

He glanced at it briefly.

It was discovered that there were only group owners among the members, and no administrators or group owners.

Dorothy: "Huh? What's this? Doro!"

Dorothy, whose knowledge was limited, was the first to inquire.

[Second-in-Command]: "Your Majesty, this is just a chat tool."

"It must be that Father God saw Scarface being kidnapped and felt that we were too isolated in our communication."

"Therefore, a new blessing was bestowed."

Dorothy: "Oh, I see."

"As expected of Father God, so thoughtful~."

Hawkeye: "Boss, what did you say? Scarface's been kidnapped?"

"What the hell is that idiot doing? It's so embarrassing."

[The Blind Man]: "Hmph~, who says otherwise~,"

"I think we should just uninstall his QQ too."

"Perfect, let's be sisters!"