The Battle Queen They Blindly Kicked Out (Joanna) novel Chapter 271

Chapter 271 Choosing the Upgrade

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Joanna thought to herself, Right now, I already have “Lash Purgatory” and “Soul Storm,” so I should be thinking long-term. In the future, “Power Siphon” needs to change its upgrade direction and fully shift into absorbing the talents of contracted targets, because their talents give permanent boosts to me.

That way, the longer I hold those talents, the higher all my attributes will climb.

But with only four contract beasts right now, upgrading “Power Siphon” isn’t very cost-effective.

By the same logic, the percentage scaling on “Symbiotic Fusion” also isn’t that great. With higher attributes, I can still defeat the opponents I could previously beat, but I still cannot defeat those I couldn’t beat before.

What’s more, even if “Symbiotic Fusion” is upgraded to Mythic-level, it only extends combat duration, shortens cooldowns, and slightly boosts combat multipliers.

So the only skill that brings a true qualitative leap… is “Lash Purgatory.”

It’s my exclusive, signature skill.

That settles it.

Knock, knock, knock!

Someone knocked on Joanna’s bathroom door.

Lucien couldn’t help but urge Joanna to hurry from outside.

“Queen, you’ve been soaking for a long time. Want a back-scrub service?”

“No need!”

Cats were afraid of water to begin with. During every bath, the cats stood nervously outside the door, guarding Joanna, a stereotype that seemed to be engraved in their genes.

Besides, things like scrubbing and massages had long been replaced by robots.

Joanna stepped out of the tub and instantly dried herself with Starforged Physique, feeling her body loosen and relax.

She changed into a set of cotton pajamas, slipped on her slippers, and walked out.

The moment she looked on display.

up,

she saw Lucien wearing only a bathrobe, his eight-pack abs fully

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“Queen, I’m serving you in bed tonight!” Lucien said eagerly.

Meanwhile, on the first floor of the villa, Nighthowl and Alwyn were baking. They hadn’t had time to prepare food for three months, and most of what they made had gone straight to feeding Hastor, so their stock was almost gone.

Troy, on the other hand, had never done this kind of thing before.

He looked especially clumsy.

“Stop touching that. You’ve got real kitchen-destroyer potential,” Alwyn said, staring at a pitch- black lump.

It was clearly just flour, yet somehow, dark energy had been mixed into it.

His Blackhole Physique was constantly absorbing surrounding energy, and when that energy washed into the flour, it contaminated the food.

“Sorry,” Troy said quietly. Feeling rejected again, his chest tightened with unease.

“It’s fine. Go call Joanna down for dinner,” Nighthowl said.

though they could summon Joanna instantly through their soul contract, they preferred interacting like this in person.

Soon, Troy reached the second floor.

He saw Lucien transformed into a white tiger, rubbing and nuzzling against Joanna.

After months together, Troy had realized something. Lucien was really good at competing for affection and acting cute.

That was som

ply couldn’t do.

Contract beasts, he was the only one without fur.

Joanna had always liked fluffy things.

At that moment, Joanna noticed Troy too.

“Troy, what’s up?”

“Nig

prepared dinner.”

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“Oh, good. I’ve got things to arrange next anyway.”

After getting enough cuddles, Joanna patted the massive Lucien, signaling him to return to human form, then headed downstairs.

Dinner was lavish.

Joanna didn’t follow any strict rules about silence at the table and spoke directly. “There are only 11 days left before the final evaluations. I’m still behind in public dungeon credits and guide credits.

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