Chapter 348: Qing

“After I get the Spirit Grain serum, can I use it to jab people in the butt, so others can also turn into beast-ear girls like you?” On the way to the storage, An Sheng glanced at Lin Ying, then asked Wang Qiqi.

Hearing Master Fuli mention this, Lin Ying recalled their earlier conversation and couldn’t help but look at Wang Qiqi.

“Though not entirely impossible, the likelihood is generally very low.”

Wang Qiqi glanced at Master Fuli and said, “The reason I can become a beast-ear girl is very simple—I’ve lived with Bao for years, and my body has actively or passively absorbed some of its Spirit Grains.”

“So after gene activation, injecting me with the Spirit Grain serum granted me the power of a Guardian-class Golden Leopard.”

“If you randomly select genes and inject the Spirit Grain serum into an ordinary human, the most likely outcome is a temporary Spirit Transformation state, with some enhancement of physical strength—useful for sustaining life.”

Wang Qiqi thought for a moment and said, “If Master Fuli’s hypothesis holds true, then the most probable scenario is that the streets would be filled with Spirit Humans—they’d efficiently absorb Spirit Grains emitted by Spirit Beasts, actively fuse them, and reverse-evolve back toward their original form.”

“If such Spirit Humans could activate their Primordial Genes, I’d believe they could fly straight into the sky.”

What Lieutenant Li taught An Sheng and Lin Ying was merely the basic information from top-secret files, but Wang Qiqi had clearance to access those files and even participated deeply in the excavation of the ruins.

She knew very well that all living beings’ Primordial Genes originated from space, but after landing on Blue Star and undergoing evolution, influenced by countless factors, those genes gradually transformed into different forms.

According to records from the previous epoch, after a long period of revival, they grew into human forms; once their Primordial Genes fully awakened, under the powerful catalytic effect of Spirit Grains, they underwent another strange evolution.

As for the reason the previous epoch collapsed, current documents indicate it was due to the disappearance of Spirit Grains.

The civilization of the previous Primordial Gene epoch only began to develop after restoring its original form and evolving again.

A civilization built upon the catalytic power of Spirit Grains instantly became worthless once it lost its prized Spirit Grains.

Those who once lived in tribes, without Spirit Grains, regressed over a long time and returned to living in treehouses.

If Master Fuli’s hypothesis is true—that Spirit Humans exist without needing gene activation—

Then they’d instantly revert to being primordial ancestors.

“.”

An Sheng, walking beside Wang Qiqi, gave her a strange look.

So it seems I can jab Qing’s butt.

But Qing isn’t quite a Spirit Human—or at least, her spontaneous Spirit Transformation is minimal.

But what does it matter? I’ll just sneak two extra boxes of Spirit Grain serum from storage and jab her butt full of it; given her innate talent for absorbing and consuming Spirit Grains, she should rapidly transform into a legendary fox-eared girl.

“What happens if we catch someone with such extraordinary talent?” An Sheng asked, full of curiosity.

“Inject them. Inject without cost limits—pour tons of Spirit Grain serum into their bodies. After all… all our current data comes from ancient texts; we can’t rule out that those Spirit Humans, like us, enjoy bragging.”

“Even the most highly activated Spirit Beasts known to us haven’t reached the ‘Primordial Gene level,’ let alone the Spirit Grain transformation levels described in the texts. If we can verify the authenticity of these records, we can avoid countless dead ends,” Wang Qiqi said with a sigh.

“These matters, you two just keep to yourselves. Don’t spread them around, and don’t betray Lieutenant Li’s trust.”

“By the way, Master Fuli, the Longevity Club has already figured out why Xia Dong’s mission failed. Those ancient vampires learned of your existence and put a five-hundred-million-dollar bounty on you. They’ll probably publish it soon—better not travel overseas unless necessary.”

“Me? Five hundred million dollars? What have I done to deserve that?” An Sheng exclaimed in shock.

“You haven’t had a physical exam, but according to our assessment, even deploying a tank battalion on the ground would struggle to knock you over. Go further, and you could capsize battleships at sea.”

Wang Qiqi scoffed, “Five hundred million dollars? How many dead ends could those ancient vampires avoid with that? They’re so broke they’ve got nothing but money—if they wanted, they could make the global gold market go on a rollercoaster in a month.”

“The Twelve Royal Families of Britain control gold futures, and the Eighteen American Families control gold spot markets—entire financial markets are theirs. Five hundred million dollars? Just two keystrokes and they double it.”

“Cool—” An Sheng muttered, “When you catch a Longevity Club member, call me. I’ll go grind their ancient vampire balls into powder.”

Lin Ying looked at Master Fuli: “.”

Master Fuli seemed to sense Lin Ying’s gaze, turned his head, froze, then wore an embarrassed expression.

Wasn’t Lin the Elder the very member of the Longevity Club?

Wang Qiqi and I were casually mocking Longevity Club members right in front of Lin Ying—and worse, mocking them directly to her face. That might be… inappropriate.

“Should we really be joking like this?” An Sheng coughed twice and asked.

“It’s fine. The Longevity Club’s reputation in Spirit Grain research circles is like that of old Frenchmen—scholars all love their hellish jokes; a couple more won’t hurt,” Wang Qiqi told Master Fuli.

“My uncle is a member of the Longevity Club,” Lin Ying said to her.

Wang Qiqi: “.”

Shit—I was so caught up in talking about Spirit Humans, I completely forgot Lin Ying’s uncle is Lin Qi.

“Cough, cough—let’s stop chit-chatting. The Spirit Grain serum is right here to collect.”

Wang Qiqi hurried two steps forward, pointing to a device on the metal wall that resembled an ATM.

“Master Fuli, come here. From now on, whenever you need to collect Spirit Grain serum, just scan your face here.”

Wang Qiqi picked up Master Fuli and tapped the [Collect] button on the device. The camera snapped a photo of him, and a voice-recording icon appeared.

“Say how many vials you want,” Wang Qiqi said.

“Uh… give me three!” An Sheng said toward the camera.

After a short wait, a track-like sound rolled inside the ATM. Three vials, resembling epinephrine pens, were dispensed. The screen displayed: “Spirit Grain Serum Available: [2]”

“Spirit Grain serum is for intramuscular injection—don’t hit a vein. Otherwise, the sensation is… incredible,” Wang Qiqi told Master Fuli, stating the only injection taboo.

“Oh.”

An Sheng nodded, glanced around at Wang Qiqi and Lin Ying, then raised his hand and pointed at Lin Ying. “Two vials for Lin Ying. Teach her how to use the serum.”

“Wait… who did you say?”

Hearing Master Fuli speak, Wang Qiqi froze, as if she’d misheard, and asked again.

“I’m giving them to Lin Ying!”

“Wait, please say that again,” Wang Qiqi confirmed she hadn’t misheard, then immediately opened WeChat’s video recording function, snapped a video, and sent it to the Golden Leopard’s face.

Look at Master Fuli—earning money to support the family!

You fat leopard, you don’t even earn money to support the family. After spending your monthly allowance, you sneak my Spirit Grain serum to dip meat in.

【Your video was rejected by the recipient.】

“Hey! You blocked me!” Wang Qiqi nearly laughed at the fat leopard lying in the air-conditioned room.

(End of Chapter)