Chen Pingchuan’s thoughts scattered as several ideas flashed through his mind.
At first glance, this new information seed like a simplified version of the Titanium Dog-eye Appraisal Technique. Upon closer inspection, however, there were subtle differences. Still, that wasn’t the most important thing right now.
The critical point was that in the previous simulations, the enemies infested by the purple parasitic seeds had never triggered a system prompt, let alone a fusion percentage, because there had been no real-person simulation instances.
This one-hundred-percent fusion rate is rather intriguing, Chen Pingchuan mused. Could this imply that the purple parasitic seeds have limitations I’m unaware of?
A one-hundred-percent fusion rate implied absolute trust. It ant that the Liu Haofeng standing before him would give everything for him without reservation, even his own life.
Chen Pingchuan was so certain because the mont the system prompt appeared, a peculiar sensation had blood in his heart, informing him of their profound bond. The feeling was mystical, almost impossible to describe with words. He could even clearly feel that he could command Liu Haofeng to do anything, just like controlling a puppet.
To use a concrete analogy, it was like the relationship between a queen bee and her drones, or a queen ant and her workers. And he, Chen Pingchuan, was like the broodmother controlling the entire hive.
Damn, this is horrifying! Chen Pingchuan snapped back to reality, hastily dispelling the absurd thought.
If a one-hundred-percent fusion rate exists, then fifty percent, forty percent, or even zero percent must also be possible. It’s a sha the information I have is too scarce to be certain about anything.
He knew the top priority was to find a talent or skill that could suppress the side effects of the ordinary parasitic seeds. Only then could he truly rest easy on his search for a place to settle.
Otherwise, I might just die one day without ever knowing why, Chen Pingchuan’s mind churned.
Liu Haofeng was filled with pure adoration for Chen Pingchuan; his eyes held nothing but reverence.
Gelieza was now certain that Chen Pingchuan was the person he was looking for. He also suddenly understood the Grand Elder’s warning before his departure.
"Erzhuang, this mission’s objective is extrely unusual and dangerous. Your task is not as simple as assassination or protection."
"You must be exceptionally careful. Follow the oracle’s instructions to the letter and do not make a single mistake!"
"I understand, Grand Elder!"
At the ti, Gelieza had been brimming with confidence. Since becoming a Divine Successor, he hadn’t known the taste of failure for a very long ti. Now, for the first ti, he felt a flicker of doubt about his ability to complete his future mission.
"Big Brother, are you also a Divine Successor?"
Shi Wuhua’s voice cut through the air like a thunderclap, shattering everyone’s scattered thoughts and causing their expressions to shift dramatically.
"What do you an?" Chen Pingchuan’s pupils contracted slightly before refocusing on Shi Wuhua, his gaze filled with inquiry and confusion.
Gelieza’s expression remained unchanged, but inside, his world was in turmoil. How could sothing as top-secret as the Divine Successors be spoken so casually by a re boy? Isn’t that title supposed to be an exclusive secret of the island?
He had traveled a long and arduous journey, experiencing countless trials, yet he hadn’t heard a single whisper about other Divine Successors. This had led Gelieza to believe he was unique. But now, it seed that wasn’t the case.
Facing Chen Pingchuan’s question, Shi Wuhua looked baffled and asked in return, "You’re not?"
He paused, then continued, "But only a Divine Successor can possess two talents at once. Big Brother, you can retrieve items from thin air and summon flas."
At this, Shi Wuhua paused again as if choosing his words carefully. "Big Brother, don’t tell you’re actually one of those one-in-a-million geniuses, are you?"
"Hahahahaha..."
Chen Pingchuan was genuinely amused by Shi Wuhua’s words, not because they were particularly witty, but because they reminded him of a scene from a movie he’d seen in his past life. In that instant, a flicker of mischief sparked within him.
"Want to learn?" he teased. "I can teach you!"
Hearing Chen Pingchuan’s offer, Shi Wuhua frantically waved his hands. "No, no!" he exclaid.
What a lunatic. Abilities derived from divine power can’t be taught. Doesn’t he even know that? He must be so wild god with a broken lineage, he thought.
Chen Pingchuan didn’t yet have the ability to read minds, so he was oblivious to Shi Wuhua’s inner comntary. Unbothered by the rejection, he turned to survey the battlefield.
The Black Skull Legion was clearly in a state of collapse. They were continually laying down cover fire to help their comrades retreat, while the mysterious tactical team showed no intention of finishing off a beaten enemy.
"Useless! They’re not my people, so of course they’re unreliable!" Chen Pingchuan snorted coldly, then turned to give his orders. "Erzhuang, you carry the car. Xiaoliu, get ready. We’re continuing the chase!"
Chen Pingchuan made this decision because he had discovered Erzhuang’s true strength was far greater than he had anticipated. With his help, the three of them taking on a battered shelter shouldn’t be a problem.
It should be fine. If not, we’ll just run. After all, these people are walking bundles of stats! he weighed his options.
Just monts ago, while he had been relentlessly using his Phantom Hand skill, the system’s dings had been ringing nonstop in his ears. Those warriors whose organs he had taken with his skill beca a continuous source of power, providing a substantial boost to his physical attributes. This enhancent was noticeably more potent than what he had gained in the mine. The reason wasn’t just the large number of Black Skull Soldiers; it was also that they were far stronger than the mine guards.
However, in the face of a rule-based ability, any struggle was futile.
Chen Pingchuan briefly checked his weapons and ammunition, then kicked off the ground and sprinted toward the heart of the battle. He intended to inflict another devastating blow before they could successfully escape.
Seeing Chen Pingchuan move, Gelieza strode over to Liu Haofeng’s side. He shot out a thick, powerful arm, grabbing Liu Haofeng like an iron clamp and effortlessly hoisting him into the air. In the next instant, Gelieza was beside the car. He first shoved Liu Haofeng into the backseat as if stuffing luggage, then tossed the remaining leather bag in after him.
At that mont, Gelieza’s knees bent slightly as he settled into a wide stance. The muscles on his arms bulged like coiled serpents, with thick veins popping out. With a trendous heave, he slowly lifted the heavy vehicle, making it look like a lightweight toy in his arms.
"Big Brother, wait for ..."
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