Chapter 80: Chapter 71: The Legend of the Tianluo Girl
Yudula took a deep breath; she had completed her improved species.
After all, the entire snail civilization had deciphered the genetic sequence of snails to such a high degree that it could eliminate useless genes and integrate the most perfect and effective fragments.
Though she was also a snail person, she had evolved into another form of snail person.
This new breed possessed a stronger advantage in terms of parasitism.
"However, the snail breed given this time is somewhat special!" She had never seen other snails, but this time the snails had black hard shells, clearly of the same kin.
"Not sure about this journey, that world..."
She pondered, sitting gracefully on the throne of the high tower, her eyes chaotic, mysterious auras swirling around, overlooking the royal city below,
"How wonderful is the world outside? It’s truly something to anticipate."
...
Fu Qingjun arrived downstairs at the noodle shop.
He looked at the new decor and layout with reassurance.
He had promised the people of Miao Chun Hall that when the first batch of funds arrived, he would establish a collective employee cafeteria to solve the dining issue.
After all, every warrior’s meal was of utmost importance; the quantity was enormous, and nourishment must keep up to quickly elevate their realms. The saying "wealth for literature, abundance for martial arts" is no exaggeration.
"Little Trumpet, from now on, you’ll be the staff of this noodle shop downstairs." Fu Qingjun said, "You spend all day down here with nothing much to do."
Little Trumpet scratched her head, "Sounds about right, but..."
"Don’t worry, I’ll give you a raise." Fu Qingjun said seriously.
Little Trumpet immediately became joyful.
Her happiness was so simple and plain.
Fu Qingjun didn’t pay attention to her and headed to the kitchen, directly asking, "Are you ready? Is the rebuilt kitchen done?"
"It’s already done." Li Mo said, very responsibly.
Though she didn’t know why Brother Fu set up two kitchens, there must be a deeper meaning, so she complied.
"The second kitchen has hired a mysterious chef, whose process is entirely confidential."
Fu Qingjun said, "During the day, it’s managed by our crew, and at night, he takes over. Each side has its independent kitchen. He comes from our ancient Miao Family Land, allegedly a Miao Witch, who will serve here late at night, cooking some special medicinal dishes beneficial to warriors."
"A Miao Witch?" Li Mo was surprised.
Miao Chun Hall naturally originates from Miao Land.
In the mysterious land of Miao, there prevail ancient legends, Gu Masters, witch doctors, curses... all kinds of old sinister tales are very common in Miao Village.
"Our Miao Chun Hall even invites such a figure?" Little Trumpet exclaimed excitedly.
"Is the prepared food ready?" Fu Qingjun asked.
"It’s ready." Li Mo replied, "Bean curd, peanuts, stinky bamboo shoots... Everything’s ready, although the stinky bamboo shoots are hard to find, but we managed. After all, in our land, there’s no shortage of homemade pickles, everyone here knows a thing or two."
"Having an idea is enough."
Fu Qingjun didn’t mind, believing that rich ingredients could make up for the lack of formula.
"How is the other side?"
Fu Qingjun looked towards the distant clock shop.
"It’s alright, many foreigners are drawn here." Li Mo laughed, "Now, Qin Hong is leading her friends and a distinguished historical professor, visiting and chatting in the clock shop."
Many know that before Qin Hong’s family faced problems, they weren’t poor; she was studying... acquainted with some people, or patrons.
Her brother-in-law died a few years ago, and the moderately wealthy family gradually declined; her sister took up the family’s burden alone, but lately got injured and paralyzed, completely cornered.
"As for the history professor..." Fu Qingjun recalled meeting Naxika previously, who seemed interested in clocks; perhaps it’s her.
Fu Qingjun didn’t care and returned to the second floor, telling everyone not to disturb him.
He went back to the room, locked the door, and dragged out a corpse that had already turned into a dry body from under the bed.
He found it very strange.
It’s been so long, yet it just dried out without smelling, which was peculiar.
"But it’s time to deal with it." Until now, Fu Qingjun hadn’t thought of a suitable method.
After all, a deceased person cannot be controlled by inserting an antenna.
Unless they’re brain-dead with a heartbeat, living dead.
Otherwise, once someone’s heart stops beating, blood coagulates, muscles soften... the whole body collapses functionally; controls are impossible.
"In this world, though I’m a bit sorry, it’s the best method... parasitic beast." Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, his expression peaceful.
He dragged the body into the kitchen.
Since he no longer cooked, the area was filled with jars and bottles, all sorts of experiment equipment.
"It’s starting, wizard experiment." Fu Qingjun donned a black cloak, covered his face, looking like a mysterious ancient wizard performing an evil ritual.
...
...
In endless darkness, Yudula’s eyes coldly opened.
"Based on the master’s hint, and the words of that newcomer, in our reincarnation cycle, we’ll appear in an adjacent species, meaning I’ll be born in a world with snails, on a snail."
After all, Qin Hong indeed did not deceive him.
At the time, Qin Hong was indeed born closest to a duck-headed being, thus gradually deformed, resulting in the duck-headed Angel.
Clatter—
"Coming!"
Yudula opened her eyes, slowly seeing the brightness before her.
She discovered a gigantic circular wooden basin around her, with numerous fellow black-shelled snails crawling endlessly.
"It seems I was born among similar snails." She observed.
High above, an ancient and mysterious figure was conducting experiments with bottles and jars on a table, and shockingly, the subject of the experiment was the creature in this wooden basin, her.
"A giant human?"
"Indeed, according to the description of the ancient Great Emperor, we are insect demons, at the very bottom of the food chain civilization..."
The arrangement resembled the witches studied in those tall towers.
The figure’s aura and Spiritual Power were also similar to that of a witch; it must be a witch.
Moreover, the figure spoke a language of this world that she completely couldn’t understand until days later when she began to comprehend the language,
Fu Qingjun said, "According to ancient records, this experiment should have the chance to succeed, to revive the ancient pre-flood wizard with special insect ghouls recorded on that stone tablet."
"That civilization of wizards in prehistory, which once appeared fleetingly and magnificently in historical descriptions, I wonder if it truly exists...."
The figure murmured, shaking the liquid in the transparent glass bottle, a smile on his lips, "That ancient demon experiment, the legend of the Tianluo Girl."
Whoosh.
The mysterious figure, performing an elaborate ritual, continued to pray.
"What is being done?" Yudula said, secretly astonished, "Worshiping the ancients, it seems related to the ancient times? Could it be worshiping ancient us? Have I come to the future?"
Just reincarnated into this world, to live a life, such an absurd thing happened!
My esteemed identity as the Ancestor King of the witch system was actually met with ????
However, before she could think more, her fused soul was infused into this Tianluo body, and the soul gene sequence began to rapidly affect the body’s gene sequence.
The entire form started to mutate rapidly.
A white and tender snail person appeared.
"The cultivation experiment succeeded indeed!"
In Yudula’s daze, the figure looked at the snail she cultivated in her wizard experiment, grabbed her, "I finally cultivated it!"
"Now, I have finally, through the efforts and mutations of generations of ancestors, reincarnated the mysterious pre-flood ghoul." He said excitedly, "Next, it’s time to cultivate and reproduce, to resurrect this corpse!"
She was brought before the corpse lying on the ground.
Although Yudula did not understand the language, when brought before the corpse, she already knew the figure’s intention,
"How is this possible!"
"He actually knows, this parasitic beast species of mine, the latest improved version, can revive parasitic corpses!"
It was a species that just appeared...
How could the other party know?
She constantly sorted through her thoughts.
Just descended, she appeared in a mysterious person’s laboratory, serving as experimental material...
"Wait!" Yudula’s pupils contracted suddenly, "No, no! Look at his reverent face, as if he inherited ancestors, could it really be a civilization after history?"
"Our prehistoric snail witch civilization, recorded in ancient books, is now being re-experimented?"
This would make sense.
"I traversed time, came to the distant offspring of snail people, just in time to appear with this fortunate wizard, revealing the mutated species again?"
This cause-and-effect relationship simply overturned her imagination.
However, she recalled a phrase casually said by the newcomer.
Qin Hong said, "History is always very mysterious; I once traversed the distant prehistory and saw a species resembling my ancestor, looking much like me."
The other party was very shocked at that time.
And now, she was in the same surprised state as the other.
Indeed, history is very mysterious.
It is now completely reversed, the snail Ancestor King of mine, traversing to the distant history’s descendants?
She was lost in her wild thoughts, feeling this situation impossibly complex, with too many mysteries in history hidden.
"After completing part of the resurrection experiment on the dead, the remaining Tianluo Girl will continue to cultivate, prepare boiled snail noodles to replenish spirit," Fu Qingjun pointed to the large pot in the distance.
Yudula looked at the large pot, vaguely understood the other party’s intention, and was dumbfounded.
????
Wait, I’m your ancestor!
Yet the wizard paid her no mind, eyes returning to the corpse, focusing and admiring, "Controlling the dead, this is the technique of the prehistoric legendary witch."
Meanwhile, in Earth’s ruins,
Endless mist enshrouded, an eerily deserted steel city.
Yudula suddenly opened her eyes wide, sensing the hair tufted on top of her head, connecting to another mysterious world, "In the distant time and space——"
Boom!
A vast Spiritual Power emanated from the rooftop of an entire apartment building in the Extraordinary World.
Countless people looked over.
The entire tower seemed swept by an immense spiritual will, as if a divine miracle.
In all the magnificent towers, the witches had a severe mental shock.
In an instant, as if in a daze, they saw that witch Ancestor King ruling the world, that divine being overlooking all, unleashing unprecedented spiritual disturbance.
"What is our king doing??"
All the witches were earnestly fearful.