Chapter 874

And the match rate needs to be a bit higher.

After all, bloodlines are too expensive—if the match rate is low, the risk is too great.

After all, a good bloodline is worth a fortune.

And a thousand-gold bloodline is already the most ordinary one.

If it fails, it'll just waste racial improvement points for nothing.

After all, other lords won't transfer data.

Even if three genes are successfully improved under these circumstances, there's still a long way to go before reaching full gene enhancement.

First, one must decompose identical genes.

This step alone is not easy.

The decomposed genes are completely random—Zhao Chi can't do anything about it.

If the gene one wants isn't decomposed, it's wasted and needs to be decomposed again.

After consuming a large amount of wealth and decomposing identical genes, this only counts as just obtaining the materials.

The next step is to stack and improve the identical genes.

The success rate of stacking improvement is even lower.

It relies even more on luck and wealth.

Only after all of this is completed can one achieve full gene improvement and enhancement.

Zhao Chi doesn't know exactly how much money Jin Qianliu spent, but knows it should be well worth the price.

Those beastmen of hers have already far surpassed ordinary beastmen.

Their combat power is absolutely strong.

Zhao Chi deliberately took a few extra glances at Jin Qianliu.

She was a woman in her thirties.

Heavily made up, like a prayer moon sated with blood.

Her looks were indeed not bad, but her expression was very cold.

Zhao Chi withdrew his gaze: "How many lords are there in Nanlin Village in total?"

Su Qin shook her head: "I don't know that, but Xiao Ning just said the other side plus those bandits only has 253 lords. I estimate their village only has around 100."

Zhao Chi nodded: "100 lords would be half fewer than us."

Su Qin said: "Mm, there should have been more before. I estimate they resisted Li Xun and those people before too, and lost quite a few lords. Otherwise it wouldn't be this few."

"Possible."

Zhao Chi and Su Qin muttered quietly at the back, while Xiao Ning and Li Xun's group traded insults at the front.

The negotiation had already broken down.

After all, both sides had demands they absolutely couldn't concede.

Xiao Ning's demand was for Li Xun to hand over control of Nanlin Village. The condition offered was not attacking Li Xun's army, letting them withdraw safely.

Although Li Xun seemed wild on the surface, he wasn't stupid either.

After his assessment, he knew that if this battle started, it really wouldn't be easy to fight.

But having him withdraw was also impossible.

So his condition was to provide 20,000 gold coins and demand Xiao Ning leave.

But Xiao Ning naturally didn't agree.

"Hmph, then we can only fight. I thought your brain might be a bit clearer—turns out you're also a fool." Xiao Ning's face was full of disappointment.

Li Xun said: "Xiao Ning, although you aliens are very strong, don't forget the nobles might break out at any time. When that happens, who else can help you deal with the nobles?"

"Heh." Xiao Ning smiled: "The nobles are already past their prime. Now they've suffered heavy losses—even if they come out, they won't amount to much. I'll ask you one last time—are you leaving or not?"

Li Xun smiled: "You really are underestimating me a bit. Aliens are aliens—short-sighted."

Xiao Ning sneered: "The short-sighted one is you, isn't it? Can't you see you'll lose? I really can't figure it out—you clearly can't beat us, so why would you rather die than fight? Is it because you care about face?"