Chapter 635: Final Destination

The alcohol tribe set up a large fire on which several lifeforms' carcasses were being spitroasted. They passed alcohol around and drank to their hearts' content as they sang and rejoiced.

Zhang Lie portioned away much of the meat, leaving behind only that which he needed—only his own kills would give him gene fragments, after all.

As he devoured a whole tableful of food, the will of the world chimed.

[For consuming the flesh of a regular-grade ghost wolf, you received one basic gene fragment. Current total: 95]

[For consuming the flesh of a mutated-grade white dragontiger, you received one mutated gene fragment. Current total: 77]

[For consuming ten-year-old alcohol, you received one mutated gene fragment. Current total: 78]

[For consuming the flesh of a regular-grade darkwind spider, you received one basic gene fragment. Current total: 96]

[For consuming the flesh of a regular-grade darkwind spider, you received one basic gene fragment. Current total: 97]

[For consuming ten-year-old alcohol, you received one mutated gene fragment. Current total: 79

He drank big gulps of wine and ate big mouthfuls of meat as he gained big improvements to his gene fragments.

"Bring over the spoils of battle!" Amu shouted.

Eight tribespeople waddled over with a humongous pot in which the peak-grade snakewolf had been stewing. Zhang Lie dug in with gusto.

[For consuming the flesh of a peak-grade snakewolf, you received one peak gene fragment. Current total: 11]

[For consuming the flesh of a peak-grade snakewolf, you received one peak gene fragment. Current total: 12]

[For consuming the flesh of a peak-grade snakewolf, you received one peak gene fragment. Current total: 13]

White, Whiter, and Red Comet all got their fair share of food.

Despite suffering from the effects of the poison, White still seemed remarkably healthy. Its superior-grade constitution would likely alleviate much of the deleterious effects in time, but the wounds to its mouth and jaw meant that it could only lick at the meat broth as it watched Whiter and Red Comet gulp down mouthfuls of meat.

Zhang Lie then consumed the superior-grade sac toad, given that he was immune to the effects of the poison because of his eternalspring cocoon soulshard.

[For consuming the flesh of a superior-grade sac toad, you received one superior gene fragment. Current total: 11]

As he feasted, Zhang Lie's gene fragments again grew rapidly in quantity.

Zhang Lie: a disaster-grade lifeform

Framework: Foundation, Lv. MAX; Ninecarp Transformation, Sixth Form: River Dragon Techniques: Rippling Walk (pinnacle), Three-Wave Crescendo (pinnacle), Calm Waters (advanced), Fists of the Silent Sea (pinnacle), The Boundless Blade (pinnacle), Eclipse (pinnacle), Syzygy (pinnacle), ?Ninesoul Dragonblade (advanced), ...

Genes: Basic, 160; Mutated, 150; Superior, 20; Peak, 10

Soulshards: White Grub (superior), Blood Ant (superior), Potbellied Toad (mutated), Eternalspring Cocoon (superior), Dragonwolf (superior), Moonlight Wyrm (peak), Golden Roc (peak), Mistmeld Clam?(disaster)

Thanks to the presence of all sorts of regular- and mutated-grade lifeforms from the beast tribe, Zhang Lie's basic and mutated gene fragments had reached their capacity.

Three days later, owing to the hard work of the alcohol tribe's brewers, the tribe's new brew was complete.

Zhang Lie collected his vats of alcohol as promised. The elder asked, "Will you really not stay here in this tribe with us?"

"No, I won't."

"If you're willing to do so, we'll make you the new chieftain of our tribe. No one will object—we lost our old chieftain during the beast tribe's assault and haven't established a new one since."

Zhang Lie shook his head. "I've already refused you a few times, and I'll do so again. I need to find my own race."

"Will you really not consider it? My granddaughter's physique is unparalleled. She's as strong as a tiger or a bear, her skin is the most perfect bronze, her muscles are—"

Zhang Lie broke the elder off. "Elder, please stop talking about your granddaughter."

He was worried that he would develop some form of mental trauma if he kept picturing the elder's granddaughter in his mind.

He knew that the elder wasn't trying to be malicious; these aliens simply had a different perception of beauty than he did. To them, the perfect woman was muscular and tanned, with the strength of a dragon and the voice of an ox.

To Zhang Lie, these women seemed more like weapons of war.

The past night, the elder's granddaughter snuck into Zhang Lie's bed. Zhang Lie, wary of the presence of an assassin, ended up fighting with the elder's granddaughter and collapsing half the cottage.

To be honest, he had to praise her strength. She was an unparalleled fighter, stronger than both Amu and Mu, and she was clearly the top fighter of the tribe. If he were to marry a woman like her…

Just imagining it made Zhang Lie's mind feel as though it were about to burst. He had had a girlfriend in his past life, after all!

The elder sighed. "To be honest, it's very difficult for me to understand your sense of beauty. What's so good about skinny wrists and legs? They break so easily! And pale white skin, a voice as reedy as a mosquito's—I simply don't understand it."

Zhang Lie laughed. "Indeed, it looks as though our viewpoints are diametrically opposed."

He even suspected that there was a hidden force in the alcohol tribe, one that mobilized only in times of great danger—the women. They usually didn't serve as fighters, except in times of need.

The elder sighed. "If you don't like my granddaughter, there are still plenty of women in the tribe you can consider."

"Haha, perhaps another time! Goodbye!" By then, Zhang Lie had made his escape. He was heading toward another wormhole.

The entrance of that wormhole was guarded jealously by a rather large tribe, and it was apparently protected by a guardian lifeform.

Zhang Lie set off on White with three hundred vats of alcohol in his extra-dimensional storage. Thanks to White's aura, no genetic lifeform dared to bar his path. He quickly arrived at the tribe the elder had directed him towards.

When Zhang Lie arrived, he was immediately interrogated. "Who are you?"

When the guards saw Zhang Lie's mount, one of them frowned and asked, "Are you from the beast tribe?" The guard seemed rather hesitant; Zhang Lie didn't look like a regular tribesperson.

Zhang Lie ignored the questions. His eyes radiated rainbow light as he mesmerized all the guards with his mistmeld clam soulshard.

The guards bowed to Zhang Lie at once, their eyes shining in rainbow colors.

Zhang Lie commanded, "Bring me to the wormhole."

"Yessir!" The guards escorted Zhang Lie into the tribe and toward the entrance of the wormhole, which was as well-protected as was claimed. The ground was paved with stone, and the surroundings covered in stone pillars.

As Zhang Lie approached the wormhole, the ground began to shake. The stone statues that stood in front of the wormhole suddenly began to morph into beasts of stone. When Zhang Lie's eyes shone radiantly once more, the stonebeasts transformed obediently back.

As he stepped into the wormhole, Zhang Lie instructed the guards, "Return to your original posts and forget everything that happened here."