Chapter 8 Clone
After Amon brought Yan Jin to negotiate with Ma Wen, the latter delivered this year's five hundred gold soul coins on the spot and threw the key to a property next to the Ice Wind Junior Soul Master Academy to Amon.
After leaving Thorn Manor, Yan Jin picked up Lei Yin and others. Compared to the chaotic and dangerous places on West Street, the place next to the academy was obviously much safer.
"Are we going to live here from now on?" Lei Yin was still in disbelief and looked at Yan Jin worriedly, "Sister, what have you done?"
He knows that there is no free lunch in the world. To get so much, there must be a corresponding price.
"Ah, it's nothing, I just might need to work for Ma Wen in the future."
"Ma Wen? That Ms. Ma Wen?" Lei Yin was shocked.
"We all know that her industry involves many dangerous areas, and you may die if you work for her. Return the money quickly, sister, we can't let you take such a big risk."
Yan Jin rolled his eyes: "Do you think it's too late to retreat now? If you want to go back on the agreement you made with Ma Wen, I'm afraid there will be a few more hanging corpses on the 'Bacon Tree' outside the city tomorrow."
The "Bacon Tree" is a big tree not far from the entrance of Frostleaf City. People often find corpses inexplicably "growing" on the tree in the early morning, hanging like bacon.
Anyone who knows the inside story knows that this is the work of the Icethorn Chamber of Commerce, and that Ma Wen is intimidating those who dare to offend her.
"Don't worry, I won't work for her right away, but later. What we get now can be regarded as her investment in us, or it can also be regarded as an alternative student loan.
"Besides, I don't necessarily need to work for her in the future. It may be a 'cooperation'. It depends on the height I can reach by then."
"Besides, you will all wear this kind of clothes when you go out in the future." Yan Jin threw the clothes provided by the Ice Thorn Chamber of Commerce to Lei Yin.
This is the work uniform of the Ice Thorn Chamber of Commerce that Yanjin asked Ma Wen for in addition to the clothes she had to wear according to the terms of the contract.
This is also a guarantee for the safety of the younger brothers and sisters. In Frost Leaf City, few people dare to provoke the Ice Thorn Chamber of Commerce.
After appeasing Lei Yin, Yan Jin put on a pair of black clothes provided by the Chamber of Commerce, moved his arms, and muttered:
"Do I have to wear clothes like this all the time from now on?"
Amon smiled and said, "Although this may affect you in dressing up in your favorite clothes in front of your classmates, thinking on the bright side, having free clothes to wear is not a bad thing."
"No, I don't care about dressing up. It's just that a few women's clothes are a bit cumbersome and not conducive to movement during a fight. But why don't you wear the clothes of the Ice Thorn Chamber of Commerce?"
"Because I'm not as noticeable as you. For example, in our school, not many seniors know me as a teaching assistant, but everyone knows the famous Yan Jin." Amon had a smile on his face.
"Oh, is that so..." Yan Jin said with a trace of suspicion on his face, "You should give me my share."
Amon handed one hundred gold soul coins to Yan Jin.
The latter whispered softly: "Why not share it equally? Is this an investment for the two of us?"
"Because this is the sponsorship I got." Amon explained, "And I will also provide you with guidance on the path of a soul master."
In fact, most of the five hundred gold soul coins were invested by Ma Wen because of Yan Jin's talent, and Amon was just incidental.
Her willingness to deliver it on the spot was also out of recognition for Yan Jin.
The essence of this transaction is that Amon is selling the possibility of Rock Ash's future.
But Yan Jin herself didn't know. She only knew that Amon had obtained many favorable conditions for them during the negotiations.
"Okay, that's reasonable." Yan Jin nodded and agreed to this distribution, and felt that the Amon people were quite good.
The house Ma Wen lent them was quite large and had a yard.
Amon chose a room on the east side.
He ran to the school dormitory and took out his belongings.
Returning to his residence, Amon closed the door, and two streams of light flew out of his body, transforming into two teenagers who looked exactly like him.
After this period of exploration, he also had a deeper understanding of the characteristics of his martial soul.
Of course, the Insect of Time spirit is not as weird and powerful as the real Insect of Time, but it only possesses some of its abilities.
The process of splitting is essentially the distribution of souls and soul power. Amon inherited the ability to use extraordinary power from the mysterious Amon clone, so he could sense subtle changes in his own soul. This half-month experiment was enough for him to conduct a quantitative analysis of the recovery and completion progress of his soul.
Set your original complete soul as a standard unit of soul, and set your original complete state's cultivation speed to the cultivation speed of the innate full soul power. A 10% soul share is approximately equal to the innate first-level cultivation talent.
Regardless of whether it is the main body or the clone, the soul is slowly being completed. The more copies are allocated to the clone, the faster the soul is completed. He roughly estimated that for a body with 85% of the soul, it would take about a year to replenish 10% of the soul.
For a clone with 10% of the soul, it would take far longer than a year to replenish 10% of the soul. As for the other clone with only half of the soul, it would take even longer.
However, the completion efficiency of a clone with 10% soul share is not as good as the sum of two clones with half a soul share.
For Amon as a whole, the greater the number of split time clones, the faster the overall soul growth rate.
Amon cannot create time clones indefinitely, because in order to carry a complete consciousness, a half-complete soul is required at least. In addition, the smallest soul power level unit of the clone is also half a level. If it is lower, it cannot manifest a body and cannot practice independently.
With a thought, he split another clone with a half-complete soul and half-level soul power. The clone with 10% soul and first-level soul power that was originally used for comparison was also split into two half-level ones.
With the splitting of the Time Worm, the soul power level of his original body was also reduced to level eleven.
Splitting four half-level clones is his current limit. In addition, he is not going to reduce the soul of the original body to less than 80%, which will cause the original body to practice too slowly.
He needs to ensure that the cultivation speed of the original body remains at a certain level, otherwise if his own soul power level is too low, he will not even be qualified to participate in the plot, let alone gain benefits from it.
Amon has his own small goal-to become a god faster than Tang San!
Before Tang San became a god, the Douluo Continent received relatively little interference from the high-level gods. When he became a god, the rule that gods should not interfere with the lower world without reason would be meaningless.
Condensing a pair of monocles and wearing them on his right eye, the four clones Amon focused on the borrowed books and began to study.
One Amon suddenly laughed. He remembered his childhood dream, or wish, before he crossed over.
When he was in school, he always hoped to have a few clones to help him with homework and classes. Now, this wish seems to have come true.
The clones are only half-level and have poor cultivation talents, but they are very suitable for learning. They can directly transmit what they have learned to the main body through consciousness synchronization, thus saving a lot of time.
The main body Amon sat on the bed to practice soul power.
Amon entered into meditation skillfully, and he felt as if he was in the void. There were light spots floating around him, and as his mental power diverged, the light spots kept moving closer to him.
