Seizing the BOSS Template at the Start

Calmly waiting, time slowly passed, ten seconds, one minute, ten minutes.

The imagined intense pain did not arrive.

"How much longer do you plan to sleep?"

A slightly gentle male voice echoed, and he suddenly opened his eyes, a strong sense of trepidation filled all his thoughts.

This feeling was very familiar, like... the feeling in dreams.

He looked toward the source of the voice. There, a tiger with eight legs was obediently lying on the ground. Its pure white fur and that grotesque body looked extremely terrifying, but its demeanor was full of fear at this moment.

Its eyes were terrified as it watched a young man fiddling with equipment there.

The young man exuded the aura of a scholar, very elegant, with no particular expression on his face. It seemed incongruous with the eyes in the dream, yet he had an intuition that this was the master of the dream at dawn yesterday.

"Who... who are you?"

Wenster cautiously asked, speaking in the inherited Elven Language, though he originally couldn’t understand Baiyi’s language, he could comprehend its meaning.

This only amplified his unease.

"Rest first, then I’ll answer your questions later."

Baiyi was incredibly interested in the corruption of the Elf Forest, and he spoke in the Divine Language.

The Divine Language and the unique language of the Saints shared similar traits.

That is, it allows all intelligent and even non-intelligent beings to understand its meaning.

This language is quite practical, but it is somewhat convoluted and very difficult to learn, also requiring a certain amount of Magic Power to articulate.

This is why the language hasn’t been widely spread.

Humans may learn to pronounce it, but Transcendents can still make them unable to understand the meaning.

"Alright.. alright."

Years of surviving in the wild taught Wenster that when facing an overwhelmingly powerful entity, they just needed to obey, unless there’s a chance to escape, otherwise there’s no need to even try.

Just like the Eight-legged Demon Tiger, quietly waiting for the arrival of death or the mercy of the strong.

Baiyi glanced back, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

Stupid creatures indeed become a bit smarter when faced with life and death, excluding those unfortunate souls with a destiny of being devoured; those creatures are just impulsive under destiny’s influence.

Impulsive behavior is no different from death in the face of a powerful being.

Baiyi turned and began to extract the blood of this bizarre tiger, the powerful Soul Power invaded the tiger’s soul, probing into the characteristics of this mutation.

Baiyi had been researching Transformation Science recently, and this mutation could be considered a form of transformation. Baiyi had a premonition that this might be a part of his fortune.

As the research progressed, a look of surprise appeared in Baiyi’s eyes.

This entity seemed to be a virus altering genes, with an immense degree of uncertainty.

Meaning whether the gene strengthened or weakened depended entirely on Luck; this tiger happened to be one of those that became stronger. Originally born as a regular tiger, it was categorized into four stages as it grew.

From the Newborn phase to the Juvenile phase, it had one chance for gene mutation.

One in the Juvenile phase, one in the Adult phase, and one in the Elder phase.

And this incredibly lucky tiger drew a gene reversal in the Elder phase, where an originally old tiger, after taking a nap, became young again.

This phenomenon...

The more Baiyi researched, the more alarmed he felt. As the Fierce Sun in the sky gradually descended, he had begun collecting this virus.

Why is Alchemy Transformation weaker compared to the normal growth of the Same Tier?

It was due to the lack of Specialty, and also the Specialty wouldn’t grow.

But if this virus could become a part of transformation, then there would be more possibilities in Flesh Transformation.

However, Baiyi needed to understand all the properties of this ’random’ and the virus to have the possibility of initiating a new mode.

The value of this was monumental, beyond imagination.

On a smaller scale, if this thing could be controlled, it would mean that all of Dawn would step into a healthy Extraordinary System, even allowing for four additional Specialties compared to Transcendents who hadn’t contracted the virus.

On a grander scale, a Godslayer Alchemy Giant Statue, if it evolved four times.

A Mage would no longer surpass an Alchemist.

Bear in mind, a Forbidden Level Mage is significantly stronger than an Alchemist, Forbidden Curses are inherently god-related matters, even if a Giant Statue survives within a Forbidden Curse.

A Giant Statue may survive something guarded or created by an Alchemist, or else the Alchemist will turn to ashes in the aftermath of the Giant Statue.

An Alchemist merely fabricates Divine-level Power, while a Mage controls Divine-level Power.

The same goes for other Professions, only an Alchemist relies on external forces, so initially, a sufficiently inherited Alchemist wouldn’t be weaker than other Professions, potentially having a much greater advantage.

But eventually, a weakling making gods and challenging one would certainly die, followed by a battle between the manufactured god and another god.

However, that assumes other Alchemists do not awaken the Specialty of [Light and Dark], otherwise, Alchemists could create gods, these gods could also hold another body.

"Coo, coo, coo~"

A slight sound arose, and the enthusiastically studious Baiyi paused, raised his hand, and Magic Power quickly constructed a Life Fruit in an instant.

This was the application of Life Energy, Baiyi’s Power could be simulated, then created.

To the materials, it reduced directly by 30%, but when consumed, it was completely fine.

"Eat first, is there anything special on you?"

Baiyi tossed the Life Fruit over carelessly and casually inquired.

"Woo, woo~"

Beneath him, the tiger, even while crouching, stood over two meters tall, emitted a slight whimper, sensing the immense benefit of the fruit.

It counted as a Supreme Treasure, and the tiger wanted one too.

After a thought, Baiyi reckoned this tiger was indeed a White Tiger, but too weak and not handsome enough, holding no value.

Casually, he gathered another fruit and tossed it over, indicating with Spiritual Power.

The tiger’s eyes filled with delight, it rose, all eight legs exerting force simultaneously, and in an instant, snatched the fruit into the forest.

Wenster caught the fruit, hesitated, but in the end, just answered the question: "N-no, Your Eminence, in what respect are you referring?"

"Regarding... a god, perhaps."

Baiyi observed the changes in the virus and its penetration into the flesh and soul assimilation, paying less attention to the question.

Most likely, the opportunity here wasn’t humans, or rather, the opportunities of Extreme Evil Hunting weren’t usually humans, just that these people were related to usable opportunities, through them he could follow a line to find that chance.

For instance, the virus here, or the Moon Side in the Dream World.

"The Goddess, perhaps?"

When mentioning the Goddess of Life, the tremor in his voice suddenly vanished, the emotion in his tone was very complex.

Baiyi paused slightly, turned his head, with no intention to continue asking, an enormous soul directly invaded his consciousness, delving into his soul browsing his memory.

Is it possible that such a formidable virus was just an incidentally attached phenomenon? Then the nature of the true opportunity must be beyond measure of preciousness.

Baiyi swiftly browsed the memories of this person, his life was simple, either fleeing or hiding.

Possibly because the Elf Race once had gods, in this forest, aside from Elves and Half-Elves, other Races, whether they were intelligent or beasts, would be tainted by the virus, thus initiating four lifetime gene mutations.

Similar to initiating four gambles.

In this Elf’s memory, once there was a lizard that mutated three times directly into a black-skinned, but fire-breathing Sub-dragon.

But during the fourth mutation, it directly deteriorated and died.

Such instances were numerous.

Baiyi always felt that the entity had a sense of familiarity, like....

The Bizarre Healer’s ’Neutral’!

Recalling Aileen, that foolish elf, Baiyi seemed to understand how Aileen became a Curse Doctor.

He also comprehended why the Goddess of Life left a Finger Bone in the World.

If it was the Bizarre Healer, then it’s no wonder, for although the Bizarre Healer had its own penal code, it was undeniably a Great Level entity.

Only Destiny at that time could completely prevent them from stepping out of the Dimensional Turbulence.

And after the demise of Destiny, it seemed the Bizarres all emerged, only the Malevolent Black Death has left no traces yet.

Regarding the Nightmare World, well that was an issue of the Ancient God Era.

As Baiyi pondered, he gradually turned to an interesting segment in the not-so-long memory.

It seemed.... it really was related to the legacy of the Goddess of Life!