My Items Can Upgrade-Chapter 141 - 130: Three-in-One - (21–23/101)
After reaching level two, its appearance didn’t change at all, but its cawing became more piercing.
Yang Yuan had a bad premonition: ’Damn, could it actually be enhancing the omen ability?’
He gritted his teeth and continued to enhance it.
At level three, it was the same, the Funeral Crow’s appearance didn’t change, but its call became even more piercing.
No, to be exact, there was a change. The previously installed metal skeletal joints fit better, and the crow’s form seemed optimized, although its size remained the same.
Yang Yuan continued to choose an upgrade.
Finally, at the instant from level three to level four, the Funeral Crow’s body rapidly inflated, doubling in size in an instant.
"Caw caw caw caw..."
However, after the upgrade, its omen ability became scarier, its call was simply deafening.
"Shut up!"
Yang Yuan slapped it, knocking the Funeral Crow’s head askew.
The Funeral Crow screeched miserably and then frantically attacked him.
’Full authorization!’
Yang Yuan immediately used this feature.
This time it worked.
However—
At the moment the full authorization succeeded, he also understood the effect of this so-called full authorization.
The moment of full authorization was like acquiring ownership, and heaven and earth acknowledged this bird as his private property.
Just like a domesticated pet, one has ownership of their pet, with the right to sell it or take other actions.
But— 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
This bird’s consciousness wasn’t forcibly altered, it still had a mind of its own, so it continued to attack Yang Yuan.
"It’s growing, it’s growing..."
Zhao Jiayan and Jiang Yiyi shouted excitedly while covering their ears.
It seems there is hope for crossing the river.
Although the crow is very disobedient now, they both thought Yang Yuan would definitely find a way to tame it.
Yang Yuan slapped the Funeral Crow again, saying fiercely: "You belong to me now, squawk again and I’ll sell you to a chicken farm!"
"...Caw caw caw caw!!" Apparently this utterly brainless thing didn’t understand his words at all.
Zhao Jiayan said from the side: "Why not use the normal animal taming methods to tame it?"
"Normal animal taming methods?" Yang Yuan asked.
"Just beat it, tame it by fear, so it won’t dare to resist you." Zhao Jiayan suggested.
This is called normal animal taming methods?
Alright, although it felt too violent, it should be applicable to a creature of nature.
So he immediately unleashed a barrage on the Funeral Crow.
"Bam bam bam..."
The Funeral Crow, who was struggling crazily, was directly beaten to the brink of collapse.
"Come on, Jiayan, heal it, I want to continue." Yang Yuan said.
"...Okay." Zhao Jiayan felt she might have opened up some sort of attribute for Yang Yuan.
Soon, the Funeral Crow was healed.
"Bam bam bam..." But before it could throw a fit, it was beaten to the brink of collapse by Yang Yuan again.
"Heal it." Yang Yuan said calmly.
Thus, the next period was miserable for the Funeral Crow, being beaten one moment, then healed the next.
After an unknown number of times, when it was healed again and saw Yang Yuan raise his hand, it hurriedly cowered in fear, much like a trembling quail.
Yang Yuan was about to continue but paused, could it be this easy?
In less than an hour, it was already tamed.
If the Funeral Crow knew his thoughts, it would probably go crazy.
Because in that one hour, it had been beaten to the edge of death hundreds of times, several times nearly dying.
No matter how brainless it was, it would still experience fear.
And fear, as an instinct, could suppress other instincts.
"That should do it, now you slowly teach it what to do. If it gets it wrong, hit it so it forms a conditioned response." Zhao Jiayan suggested.
"Alright."
Yang Yuan nodded: "You guys go back to the Safe House, close the door, and cover your ears."
"Okay, got it."
Zhao Jiayan immediately led Jiang Yiyi back to the Safe House and closed the door.
Yang Yuan squatted down and patted the Funeral Crow’s head.
The Funeral Crow trembled instantly but dared not move.
Yang Yuan slightly smiled, and with a thought, upgraded the crow again.
From level four to level five, still no apparent change, level five to level six, also no change.
But when reaching level seven, the Funeral Crow’s body swelled up again, its wingspan expanding from two meters to four meters.
Sensing its change, the Funeral Crow joyfully stood up.
"Down!"
Yang Yuan unleashed another flurry of punches.
The Funeral Crow: "..."
...
Three hours later.
A terrifying giant crow with a wingspan of sixteen meters, trembling stood next to a Safe House shorter than its own body, chained with a long metal leash.
And on the crow’s back, Yang Yuan held the chain in one hand, a long whip in the other, smiling: "I realized, my ability is truly omnipotent!"
[Marvel·Omen Crow lv.11: 0/6 (Where there is death, there is it. This is a crow that can foresee the death of living beings within a hundred miles an hour in advance; cannot upgrade)]
This is the data of the Funeral Crow that’s been upgraded to Marvel level.
’An hour’s forewarning of death...’
Yang Yuan felt that this crow’s ability is indeed somewhat impressive.
Because foreseeing death might alter destiny.
Of course, the target whose death is foreseen would probably first kill this crow, unless they know the crow’s ability.
He looked at the chain and the long whip in his hand.
The chain was made from the crow’s bones, forcibly endowed by him with the concept of a ’dog leash’.
