I Inherited 5,000 Ye Chapter 958 - 956: What a Glutton

Chapter 958: Chapter 956: What a Glutton

"Hit that one, hit that one, take that thing down for !"

"Yes, yes, and that one too—it’s aweso, get rid of it for !"

Zhang nglong was frantically commanding those puppets in the base, and they seed to be tirelessly working for him like wage laborers.

Of course, the materials of these puppets weren’t really impervious to swords and guns; Level Seven or even Level Eight life forms could still inflict so damage on them. But the materials had a significant characteristic: they possessed the ability to self-repair.

As long as they weren’t completely destroyed, they could slowly recover in high heat, and that’s when Zhang nglong’s Strange Fire could co into play.

This Beast Tide lasted a full week, and when it ended, all the treasure hunters fled from this steel city as fast as they could.

These days, they spent every day in constant fear, worried Zhang nglong would co up with another way to exploit them, to fleece them.

The whole city was instantly left with just Zhang nglong alone.

But he didn’t care. To be honest, these people didn’t have much left on them to be squeezed out anymore. It might be better to let them go wild outside, maybe sooner or later, he can harvest another batch like spring onions.

These days, Zhang nglong’s Black Warriors have taken down countless ferocious beasts, multitudes of Level Five and Level Six, possibly not less than ten million, and at least seven million. As for Level Seven and Level Eight, there were also quite a number, and all the items dropped by those beasts piled up like a small mountain in Zhang nglong’s Super God Academy.

The majority of them were energy barytes, herbs and so tallic materials, and tens of thousands of star cores—a relatively precious item.

But the most special among them would be a golden egg.

This egg was enormous, even on Earth, the largest egg would be an ostrich egg, but this egg was at least twice the size of a basketball.

"Gou Dan, what kind of egg is this?" Zhang nglong kept comparing it with patterns on the cosmic encyclopedia, but couldn’t find anything similar. "Who knows how many billions of years this thing has been around. Can it still hatch anything? Isn’t it already a fossil?"

"No, I can still detect so weak life reactions inside," Gou Dan said. "If Earth’s technology advances for a few more hundred years, life freezing technology could mature. For a civilization of Zuda’s level, freezing an egg is no big deal."

"But I really don’t know what this is," Gou Dan remarked, "It should be a very ancient species, possibly extinct even before your universe’s life species encyclopedia was established."

"That’s really strange; can you analyze it?" Zhang nglong asked curiously.

"Data analysis is already underway," Gou Dan replied. "Based on the data I’ve analyzed now, this egg should belong to a Dragon Clan species. Their gene fragnts match more than 98%, with additional genes not found in dragon beasts. This gene fragnt doesn’t exist in any known life form in this universe.

"Could it possibly be a species from another parallel universe?" Zhang nglong boldly speculated.

"That’s possible," unexpectedly, Gou Dan didn’t rule out such a possibility. "Occasionally, intersections occur between parallel universes. It might be a life form from another universe that accidentally entered this one, and was then picked up by the Cosmic Empire’s masters in the Zuda Universe, and casually tossed into this treasure vault."

"Can it be hatched?" Zhang nglong knocked on the eggshell and surprisingly felt a faint sound coming from inside.

"When the egg popped out, it had already defrosted. You might want to try warming it with so fla."

Zhang nglong flipped his hand, and a fierce Strange Fire burst into flas in his palm.

"Hey, hey, hey, I said warm it, why are you bringing out the Strange Fire? Are you trying to make a roasted dragon egg?" Gou Dan imdiately advised against it.

But even Gou Dan didn’t expect that this egg would actively start to absorb the Strange Fire in Zhang nglong’s palm.

"Interesting!" Zhang nglong watched the egg with great interest. There weren’t many things in this world that could withstand the temperature of Strange Fire. If it were an ordinary egg, it wouldn’t be absorbing the fire; it would probably be reduced to ashes with just a touch of the fire.

He gradually increased the firepower, alternating between a gentle and strong fla, as if teasing a child to the point of crying with envy—but of course, that’s just a joke.

"Crack!" Finally, with a faint sound, a crack appeared on the egg.

"Isn’t it going to hatch a little chick?" Zhang nglong moved closer to the crack to take a look.

"Dean, don’t say ’yeah’ when you say ’chicken’; keep it civilized."

"Don’t mind these details; say ’yeah’ and ’chicken,’ civilization be damned!"

Peering through the gap, Zhang nglong saw a pink thing squirming inside. "Isn’t this going to be a maggot?"

Finally, after a few minutes of struggle, the egg opened up a gap, and a pink head erged from the opening—yes, it was just a head, with nothing else attached.

This was a little creature with long ears on its head, sharp fangs in its mouth, and a pink little tongue licking the mucus off the eggshell.

"What’s going on?"

As soone not tornted by cartoons of Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf during childhood, but soone who grew up with Digimon, Zhang nglong spent his elentary school days waiting for Digimon to air on TV during alti every day.

This pink ball was, without a doubt, the baby form of Agumon, the Botamon!

"Dean, I found its information. It’s a Botamon from the Digimon world. I have all its information here. The extra genes it has are called Mutated Genes, and when it reaches a certain level, it will undergo significant changes in appearance and power, and they can freely control these transformations. This change is called..."

"Isn’t this evolution? Do you think I haven’t watched Digimon?"

"Slap!" Zhang nglong slapped his own face, "I’m a postgraduate with an academy degree in Huaxia’s two academies. I’m well-read; don’t lie to ! How did this thing end up in our world? Did the dinsional barrier break?"

The Botamon leaped out of the eggshell and jumped straight onto Zhang nglong’s shoulder, snuggling against his face.

"Daddy!"

"Daddy?" Zhang nglong suddenly felt his mind buzzing.

"Hahaha, Dean, it’s the innate instinct of oviparous creatures to consider the first thing they see as their parent. This bond is much stronger than any contract you could sign with a ferocious beast."

"Is this thing powerful?" Zhang nglong patted Botamon’s head; it was soft and felt quite nice to the touch.

"At least in your universe, it’s considered extrely strong," Gou Dan remarked, "You should know, Botamon’s ultimate evolution is WarGreymon. Its strength should be at the peak of a Level Nine Life Form!"

"Whoa, that’s aweso!" Zhang nglong imdiately got excited, "Then I should nurture it well!"

"Daddy, I’m hungry!" Botamon looked at Zhang nglong with puppy-dog eyes.

Not knowing what to do, Zhang nglong rummaged through his storage space. He didn’t know if Botamon ate at, but he went ahead and tossed out the corpse of the Comoros Dragon.

Botamon sniffed the Comoros Dragon’s body a couple of tis, and its eyes lit up. With the seemingly fragile baby teeth, it started devouring the at of this Level Eight Life Form in large bites.

"Dean, although it’s an ani world setting, it is a pure Dragon Clan mber. Even as a baby, it doesn’t shy away from eating at—the higher the level of the beast at, the more nutritious it is for him."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Zhang nglong watched, delighted. "This one’s a real foodie too!"