Chapter 30: One Man Against a Country, Disaster White Demon

[Hint: "Longevity Gene Type II Uroboros" and "Longevity Gene Type III Virus Progenitor" fusion complete!]

[Player Nickname: White Demon (Meng Yi)

Authority: lv1 (First Tier)

Health: 100%, Recovery Speed: 0~100% per hour

Energy: 94%, Recovery Speed: 8.4% → 9.0% per hour

Mental Strength: C+

Physical Strength: F+ → D++ (Rebirth from a drop of blood, lifespan extension, five times the speed of sound movement.)

Fundamental System: C+ Grade Psionics (Mind-type, Biochemical-type developed, can be expanded later...)

Active Skills: Psionic Mind-type skill tree (expandable), Psionic Biochemical-type skill tree (fused with comprehensive virus-type abilities, expandable).

Passive Skills: 1. Memory Palace; 2. Specialized 'White Studies' (including biology, medicine, chemistry, genetics, etc.); 3. Proficient Explosives; 4. Proficient Unrestricted Fighting; 5. Entry-level Cold Weapon Use; 6. Entry-level Hot Weapon Use.]

Equipment: None

Remaining Wealth: C-grade evaluation 1, Paradise coins 18000.

Comprehensive Evaluation: C (One man against a country, Disaster White Demon. "Essence" and "Spirit" are relatively balanced, still lacking "Qi (supernatural energy system)". Reasonable use of his own abilities can destroy conventional surface civilizations and reshape the surface ecosystem.)

……

Meng Yi glanced at his information panel and, according to his ideas, integrated the miscellaneous skills, making them look more concise and clear.

"Health recovery speed 0~100%?"

"That’s right, it’s hard to kill me now, unless all my cells are killed at the same time, otherwise 'death' will stay away from me."

"The 'Qi (supernatural energy system)' mentioned in the comprehensive evaluation, because it doesn't exist, it doesn't display? Physical strength, mental strength, energy strength—normally there should be three categories?"

No longer thinking about things he hadn't come into contact with, Meng Yi stretched his body.

Bones with strength exceeding aerospace alloys made a series of crackling sounds.

Clenching his fists, the power sufficient to treat dozens of tons of tanks as toys and reinforced concrete buildings as building blocks barely gave him a little sense of security, the 'socially anxious' him.

"Not enough, this is far from enough. The Warhammer cesspool is full of dangers. My current material destruction power can at most compare with conventional Titan constructs."

"The A-level (Alpha) monsters—those capable of tearing apart Emperor-class Titans with a single thought, destroying organized 'Astra Militarum' regiments with a single incantation, crushing starships with a few gestures, and tearing apart continental plates or forcibly stopping a planet's rotation with full-strength attacks—are still a long way off."

"Not to mention those S-grade (Alpha+) psionicists, Star God fragments, Necrons, Tyranids, False Emperor, Ascended Primarchs..."

"The Chaos Gods of the Warp are even more incomparable. There are really too many ultimate monsters in the Warhammer cesspool!"

"So, the mentality of an inflated pufferfish is not desirable. After all, I am still a first-tier 'newbie' player who hasn't even finished the selection dungeon."

"Psionics" penetrated his limbs and bones, and Meng Yi began to simply move his body in the laboratory ruins, controlling the terrifying power contained in this body at an extremely fast speed.

[First-tier player with average F-~F++ level is furious: Monster! What are you showing off! Don't be wowing here!]

……

70 hours later, 26 hours left before the selection dungeon ends.

The locked laboratory door opened. Meng Yi picked up a fairly intact white coat from the ruins and walked out of the laboratory with a leisurely pace, completely digesting the harvest of the selection dungeon.

"Didn't awaken 'Telekinesis'?"

"Forget it, greed is not good. The newly acquired 'Biochemical-type' is enough for me to digest for a while."

Meng Yi sighed, but didn't feel lost.

He hadn't learned abilities like "Electromagnetic Manipulation", "Biological Field", "Remote Blood Interference", etc., of the "Biochemical-type".

With the help of the "Virus Progenitor", he had already acquired abilities like "Environmental Immunity", "Physical Distortion", "Mimicry", "Super-speed Movement", "Toxin Control", "Genetic Evolution", etc., which was not bad.

"Evolution Paradise" contains infinite possibilities, and there are many dungeons involving "Telekinesis" media.

One day, he will integrate the five major "Psionic" systems—"Mind-type", "Energy-type", "Biochemical-type", "Telekinesis-type", and "Prophecy-type"—into one and complete the "Psionics" that are incomplete.

……

"Red Queen, help me contact the 27 'little friends' who visited the underground Hive in Raccoon City a while ago."

"Yes."

After solving his own problems, there were 26 hours left, and Meng Yi didn't intend to waste them.

Meng 'keeps his promise' Yi keeps his word. If he says he will send the elderly vampires of America to hell, then he must send them down; not one less.

'Beep beep—'

"Chairman Bai!"

"Greetings to you, my only true Lord in this life!"

The 27 'little vampires' who had been out of touch for a long time couldn't wait to connect to the phone called personally by their 'Lord' whom they believed in.

"Within one day, no matter what method you use or what price you pay, you must kill the 'old geezers' of your family. Can you do it?"

Hearing this, the 'little vampires' were like being injected with chicken blood, and their bellies full of bad water surged as

Those killed openly, those assassinated, those poisoned, those whose oxygen tubes were pulled, those smothered to death, those who committed 'suicide' with eighteen gunshot wounds to the back...

All sorts of ways to show 'filial piety' to new heights and new levels of brilliance; it was truly a 'uproarious display of filial piety.'

"Yes, sir! Guarantee the mission will be completed!"

"My true Lord! Your followers are willing to offer their own lives for your divine oracle!"

"Yes, yes! You don't even need to say it; we've long found those old things eyesores!"

"To think they dared to bargain with you—they truly have a path to their own demise!"

"To die under your divine oracle is an honor they could never obtain in their entire lives!"

That is absolutely absurd; they even came up with 'a path to one's own demise.'

But it doesn't seem to be a problem; in a moment, there will be 27 more 'soul rings' that are nearly a hundred years old.

Ending the call, the 'little vampire'—whose rebellious nature was exceptionally high—carried out the task with superb efficiency, bringing back 'good news' one after another before long.

The worst of the little vampires, in order to complete the 'Master's mission,' engaged in extreme one-for-one trades with the old vampires.

The major financial groups of America were in complete chaos, but these trivial matters had nothing to do with the mastermind, Meng Yi.

"Red Queen, what is the progress on the 'scientific system' of the Blue Star civilization that I asked you to collect?"

Holographic projection technology condensed into the form of the Red Queen; the girl in red waved her hand, pulling out a progress bar with a percentage.

"Apologies, Chairman. Even with trading 'longevity slots,' we have only collected 97.782% of what is publicly available. Various high-end technologies are still strictly guarded by major economic powers. Our actions have instead made them even more vigilant."

"97.782%? Not bad."

Meng Yi was not surprised. He didn't expect to pack up and take away all the knowledge of the Blue Star civilization; collecting wisdom that could serve to draw inferences about other things was enough.

Concentrating his mind, he summoned his personal information panel.

'Paradise, what is the total price to authenticate the motherboard and stored data equipment of the "Artificial Intelligence·Red Queen"?'