Chapter 159: Legend of Salvation

Watching the little Meat Dragon still shedding tears, Baichuan silently sighed and silently withdrew his claw.

Because it reminded him of that miracle of life from back then—the Fire Bat.

"So be it, so be it. Of the fifty great Daos, Heaven reveals forty-nine; one escapes."

Baichuan spoke lightly. He had wiped out its entire species, yet now, by coincidence, a youngling had appeared—one that very likely possessed intelligence and had also mutated.

If it had merely developed intelligence, Baichuan might not have spared it, but it had not only developed intelligence but also mutated.

Compared to intelligence, Baichuan valued mutated creatures even more.

Because as for intelligence, he could still awaken an animal's Spirit with his current abilities, so it wasn't all that precious.

But mutation was different—even if this youngling had only mutated a single ability that he himself possessed.

Yet mutation had, in a sense, already proven its luck, or rather that its fortune was better and more special than that of other creatures.

If it encountered other opportunities in the future, such creatures would also find it easier to mutate and evolve compared to other creatures.

This was perhaps one of those rare beings favored by the planet within the world—creatures that were miracles of life.

And now, such a miracle of life had appeared right before the Flood Dragon, who was born carrying the miracles of all things, stirring up his earliest memories of the Fire Bat. Perhaps this was the will of Heaven.

Heaven's will had allowed this species to leave behind one last ember, so that the newborn race it had so painstakingly given rise to would not be completely exterminated by him.

Although this species had been created by him, since it had appeared in this world, even if it was extremely destructive, it still counted as a part of this planet.

At this moment, Baichuan's eyes were utterly indifferent. Since Heaven's will had let it live, what harm was there in letting it live?

It could live, but its harmful nature had to be removed. He did not want this failed species to run rampant once again.

Let it carry the hope of its entire species and live on alone.

The next moment, Baichuan extended a claw once more, easily piercing the tip of his claw into the chest of this Meat Dragon youngling—precisely the spot radiating high heat.

He then carved out a small piece of flesh and blood and tossed it into his mouth. At the same time, a large number of Light Points flew out from his body to heal its wound. Once all this was done—

Immediately, the scan information on the panel began scanning rapidly.

This was a little scanning trick he had stumbled upon by accident: he could use both feeding-scan and gaze-scan at the same time, doubling the speed of a single scan.

Thus Time began to pass, and soon half a day was gone.

The panel for this Meat Dragon youngling unfolded along with it.

Baichuan opened it directly. As expected, an ability had mutated, and it was indeed the Immunity he had guessed.

He paid it no particular heed. After merely saving its ability model, Baichuan extracted its reproduction ability from the panel.

After finishing all this, Baichuan pressed the confirm button on the panel.

Accompanied by the familiar viscous fluid wrapping around it, Baichuan paid it no further attention.

Whether it could survive from now on would truly be up to the will of Heaven.

Now he needed to deal with this mess. He still didn't have a concrete understanding of the full situation on this continent; previously he had only been moving by sensing the traces of the Meat Dragons.

Now he needed to go take a look and understand exactly how severe the damage to this continent was, so that he could consider how to clean it up.

Thinking of this, even Baichuan felt a tremendous pressure bearing down on him. This required him to restore the ecology of the entire continent—this was no easy task.

As the Flood Dragon vanished, Time once again began to slip away.

And with that, a month of Time passed.

By then, Baichuan had finally gained a complete understanding of the entire continent's situation.

Fortunately, plants still existed on the continent; they hadn't all been eaten clean by the rampant Meat Dragons.

At this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Because if there truly wasn't a single plant left on the entire continent, then even he would be out of options.

He might have had to resort to the most ancient method: tirelessly flying to other continents, transporting all manner of seeds back, and simultaneously applying sufficient nutrients. Only in this way could the continent's original environment be restored.

But that wasn't necessary now. From everything he had seen and heard over these many days, he found that although the Meat Dragons were extremely exaggerated in the destruction they left behind—

They weren't entirely useless. At the very least, they had left behind vast amounts of dung carpeting the ground, along with the remains of various animals.

In a sense, these could also be considered a kind of fertilizer. As long as plant seeds existed, given enough Time, they should be able to grow back.

Moreover, he had just discovered that not all the plants on the entire continent had been eaten. Based on the scenes he had witnessed while flying over these past many days, this continent should conservatively still have more than a quarter of its environment intact.

Furthermore, one of the ways seeds spread is through birds eating the seeds and carrying them, then excreting them at high altitude, scattering the seeds in all directions.

Since that was the case, as someone who already possessed a forced-delivery ability, couldn't he simply trick those silly birds into following him in Flight? He could even actively coax them into carrying seeds, rather than relying on the eye-watering method of spreading them through excrement.

As for the return favor, his Light Points were actually a kind of fungus. When enough gathered together, they could naturally serve as food.

Not to mention that his green Light Points' function was to provide energy. When these Light Points attached to seeds, they could increase their survival rate, and when they fell into the soil, they could also thicken the earth's fertility.

At the same time, to be more efficient, his Light Points could also carry seeds along with them.

In other words, he could spread seeds in three ways simultaneously: Light Point carrying, bird excretion, and birds carrying stones.

Now that he had thought the plan through clearly, Baichuan was not the type to procrastinate.

So he directly began releasing a massive amount of green Light Points. Although producing Light Points was especially energy-demanding, Baichuan currently truly did not lack energy.

Once the wide-range, bewitching sound waves spread out, the forest first fell silent, and then a great "flutter flutter" of wings began to sound.

That was the sound of large numbers of birds being drawn over.

At this point, the Flood Dragon took to the sky, accompanied by what seemed like an endless stream of Light Points and a dark cloud-like flock of birds.

At this moment, birds and Flood Dragon traveled together, flying toward the entire continent beneath the dazzling light of vitality.

Along the way, they scattered countless seeds radiating a crystalline green light that represented hope. Some birds fell behind, while others joined the flock.

At the same time, down below, Yaha—who was slowly making her way across the earth—paused, staring at the graceful Flood Dragon on the vault of heaven, trailing a river of vitality-light and birds streaking across the sky.

Boundless green Light Points and seeds representing hope rained down along the way.

"Teacher, what is that?"

A childish voice rang out. It was a young child Yaha had taken in while traveling across the land. She cupped the seed radiating a faint green glow in her hands and asked in confusion.

Hearing this, Yaha smiled slightly, gently patted the top of the child's head, pressed her palms together, and said:

"That is our god, that is the god spreading hope."

……

The world will one day recover; perhaps this very scene, a thousand or ten thousand years from now, will become legend.

At this moment, Yaha murmured within his heart.

Praise our Lord!

Praise the supreme Lord of the Wilds!

(End of chapter)