Chapter 134

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

Beyond Man River, north of Double Peak Mountain, a hidden canyon isolated by wind and snow.

This is a forbidden land of the Brevis Icefield, the legendary sleeping place of the Frost Dragon.

Now, it is a blasphemous hatchery.

Deep in the canyon, there is a huge cavity, its interior completely reshaped by Lena's consciousness.

Chitin covered the rock walls, sticky biomass liquid flowed on the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of rot.

This is Lena's "Shi Shi Quan".

"The thirty-seventh batch of samples, deploy."

Divine Envoy Yi's voice echoed in the cave.

He stood on a platform, his pale purple bald head glowing faintly in the dim light, the pulsating patterns of his brain faintly visible.

Below, hundreds of Cold Soldiers lined up toward a huge culture pool.

Piled in the pool were green skin corpses recovered from the battlefield, those emitting a stench, still writhing fungal masses.

The Cold Soldiers jumped into the pool and began devouring.

Eating sounds arose, but there was no satisfaction belonging to biological eating, only endless hunger.

Most Cold Soldiers showed no change after eating green skin spores, but after a while.

Starting from the abdomen, some green fungi spread rapidly.

Those Cold Soldiers gradually broke free of Lena's control, becoming irritable and combative.

They even used the Bug Race's strange vocal organs to emit piercing sounds.

"Waaagh!"

As soon as the sound came out, the god on the platform crushed it with psychic power, turning it into a pile of juice.

Divine Envoy Yi watched all this with indifference.

"The thirty-seventh batch, tolerance rate seven percent, surviving individuals marked, sent into the next round of screening."

Several Divine Envoys nearby began to act.

They held some kind of biomass probe, piercing into the bodies of surviving Cold Soldiers, extracting tissue samples, and conducting consciousness synchronization analysis with Lena No. 2 in their minds.

This is the most primitive and also most effective breeding method.

Let the Bug Race devour things hard to "digest", then screen out genes capable of adapting amidst death and survival.

Immediately, the thirty-eighth batch began, the experiment never stopping.

By the seventh day, Cold Soldier corpses piled by the culture pool had exceeded thirty thousand.

But the latest batch of Cold Soldiers produced showed obvious changes.

Their bodies were sturdier, the originally slightly slender skeletons became more robust, the chitinous carapace thickened, color changing from cyan to deep blue.

The most obvious change was in the mouthparts, evolving a grinding lower jaw specialized for crushing fungi.

"The one hundred forty-second batch, tolerance rate, nineteen percent."

Divine Envoy Yi's voice fluctuated for the first time, that was Lena transmitting satisfaction through the network.

"Named: Cold Soldier Type Two."

"Efficiency of digesting green skin spores increased by five hundred percent over the original base, able to quickly recover injuries on the battlefield by devouring green skins."

"Deploy to the battlefield, collect combat data."

Outside the canyon, one hundred thousand Cold Soldier Type Two lined up toward the Ice Plains.

Simultaneously, in another cave, a more hidden evolution was taking place.

The culture pool here was much smaller than outside, but what hatched in the pool was not ordinary Cold Soldiers, but Likate embryos.

Likate's positioning was clear from the start: assassination!

Ordinary Likate were already terrifying enough.

A body over four meters long covered with color-changing carapace, able to achieve perfect optical camouflage, the scythe-like giant claws on its forelimbs able to tear open Terminator Armor in one blow.

And against green skins, decapitation tactics were important at any time.

Green skins did not scout, their vigilance was weak, basically not guarding against assassins, because they simply did not care about these.

But in war they would naturally spawn "Big Bosses", those bigger, fiercer, better fighting Big Guys.

As long as there were Big Bosses, Waaagh Fields would regenerate.

So Likate's existence was especially important, responsible for specifically finding and killing those individuals "with potential to become Big Bosses".

"Ice Plains specialized Likate, first batch."

Divine Envoy Bing, the elder responsible for specialized breeding, stood by the pool, looking at twelve culture tanks.

Twelve not-yet-awakened Likate floated in the tanks, their bodies slightly smaller than ordinary Likate.

But the proportions of their limbs were more exaggerated, their claw tips glowing with a strange ice-blue luster.

Divine Envoy Bing began to recite their special features.

"One, body temperature regulated to completely match the environment, thermal imagers cannot capture."

"Two, carapace surface evolved, optical camouflage more adapted to snowy backgrounds."

"Three, forelimb glands can inject nerve toxin, able to paralyze most green skins' nervous systems within three seconds"

Four, brain implants possessing the 'Lao Da Shi Bie Suan Fa' can automatically lock onto the individual with the richest Waaagh Force Field among the Green Skins.

After receiving Lena's approval, twelve Likate awoke from the culture tanks and opened their compound eyes.

Soon, rumors flew everywhere about hunters on the Ice Plains who specialized in hunting Big Guys among the Green Skins.

The Breviss Savages called him.

Assassin.

The battle situation on the Ice Plains began to accelerate and tilt.

In the first week after the Cold Soldiers Second Generation entered the battlefield, the Green Skins' casualty rate doubled.

They no longer merely charged; now they actively pursued, encircled, and intercepted.

Wounded Cold Soldiers retreated to the rear, bit into several Green Skin corpses, and their wounds healed at a visible speed before they charged back into the battlefield.

What terrified the Green Skins even more were those invisible killers.

A Big Guy who had just hacked down dozens of Cold Soldiers stood atop a pile of corpses roaring, preparing to gather more Grots to charge.

Suddenly, its roar stopped abruptly.

The Green Skins beside it turned around and saw an ice-blue bone spur embedded in the Big Boss's neck; his body began to twitch violently, and three seconds later he crashed to the ground.

There were no enemies around; only a pattern of purple eyes abruptly appeared on the snow.

The Assassin's assassinations had never missed once.

Within one month, over a hundred established Green Skin gathering points on the Brevis Icefield were uprooted.

The remaining Green Skins retreated deeper, withdrawing to extreme Ice Plains regions even the Wildmen were unwilling to enter.

And as Tech Boss Grots kept dying, the Green Skins' technology level began to regress.

Those Green Skin War Vehicles, Mechas, and Cannons that once gave humans headaches, because no one could repair or forge them, were gradually abandoned.

The remaining Green Skins returned to their most primitive form, covering themselves in tattoos, wielding only Machetes, and fighting with muscle and brute strength.

The Snake Bite Clan appeared.

This was the most primitive, savage clan among the Green Skins.

They extremely distrusted complex technological products.

They considered those "bang-bang" guns and cannons to be playthings of the weak, far less reliable than the big Machetes in their hands and the Giant Beasts beside them.

And they scoffed at the technological creations made by other Green Skins.

Lin En's strategic target was basically achieved.