Clone Ascension

Strictly speaking, aside from lacking offensive power, FangBro was absolutely a genius.

He had reached the Butterfly‑tier in his early thirties—far surpassing talents like Fantie Zhang of the Zhao family—and every skill he possessed was top‑tier.

He even carried a skill that might rival Evolution’s Grace in level.

His foundation wasn’t weak at all—it was terrifyingly strong.

So when he absorbed the Abyss Shadow Lord Extract,the process was smooth and uneventful.

A moment later, FangBro’s face lit up.

“Evan! I absorbed Shadow Clone!”

The extract contained two survival skills:Shadow Clone (A‑grade) and Shadowmorph (B‑grade).FangBro had obtained the stronger one.

He wasn’t sure whether this was the effect of his “curse,”or simply luck.

Evan leaned toward the former.

If FangBro’s curse is real…what about my Evolution’s Grace?Does it also have a hidden curse?

The thought unsettled him.

He decided he needed to visit President Hale Wenshan soonand ask about the Bloodline Crystal.

After sending FangBro off,Evan practiced his Swan Dance in the courtyard,then went to bed.

He had just absorbed the Gravity Demon extractand needed time to digest it—but he had run out of natural medicines that aided digestion.

He planned to buy more tomorrow.

The Next MorningEvan didn’t go to class.He took another day off.

First, he went to the People’s Council officeand expressed his desire to “contribute to the nation.”

He submitted a pile of extracts and materials—including four Tier‑3 low‑grade extracts and several jars of Tier‑2 evolution honey.

EvolutionTech only offered points for high‑grade Tier‑3 extracts,so low‑grade ones were better exchanged for national contribution points.

The Tier‑1 and Tier‑2 items weren’t worth much individually,but the quantity was large,and the honey was valuable.Together with the four Tier‑3 low‑grade extracts,Evan and FangBro each received 70,000 contribution points.

After some thought, Evan also contributed the relic Wailer’s Head.

He no longer needed it,but he couldn’t bear to sell it to EvolutionTech—once sold, it would be gone forever.

Wailer’s Head, though only Tier‑2,was a rare mental‑attack relicwith low consumption and low usage threshold.

By contributing it to the national treasury,he could borrow it again in the future if needed.

Wailer’s Head earned him 100,000 contribution points.

He had spent his first 10,000 points on a Tier‑3 poison,so now his account held 170,000 contribution points.

The EvolutionTech TransactionNext, Evan met Shawn Miller at a café outside Dongli University.

They completed a major transaction:

Three Tier‑3 high‑grade extracts (including one S‑grade)

Various rare materials

Total: 500,000 EvolutionTech points

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Evan and FangBro split it evenly.Evan received 250,000 points.

He spent 40,000 points on a large supply of Tomorrow Flower petals,which he needed for digesting extracts.

His EvolutionTech account now held 900,000 points.

“Mr. Cole, a pleasure doing business,” Shawn said,shaking his hand with a wide smile.

Evan was now one of his most important clients.

“If any rare or powerful Tier‑3 S‑grade extracts appear, notify me immediately,” Evan said.

“Of course. I’ll search through the entire corporate network for you.”

A Call From WendyEvan returned to campus,planning to attend class—but then remembered he had already taken leave.

He might as well go home and dance.

But before he got far,his phone rang.

It was Wendy Lewis.

“Bring FangBro and come to my lab.The analysis of his blood samples is ready.I’ve made some discoveries.”

“On my way.”

Evan happily accepted the excuse to skip classand dragged FangBro to the lab.

The Truth Behind the “Curse”In the lounge area,Wendy placed a stack of documents in front of FangBro.

“Your genes have indeed been altered by a high‑level evolutionary substance—what you call a ‘curse.’But in truth, it’s a form of evolution.A very unusual one.”

Evan and FangBro stared at the documentslike two illiterate cavemen.

Better to just ask.

FangBro asked,“Was it the first Dung‑Eater extract I absorbed?Did it… change me?”

Wendy shook her head.

“A Dung‑Eater extract can’t do this.There must have been something else inside that extract.And your skill Void clearly exceeds the scope of a Tier‑1 skill.Even Tier‑4 extracts don’t grant abilities like that.”

She paused.

“I have a hypothesis.Your skill might be from a Bloodline Crystal.”

“Bloodline… Crystal?”FangBro was lost.

Evan wasn’t surprised—he had suspected this.

Wendy continued:

“I don’t know much about Bloodline Crystals,but years ago in Gu’an Nation,I read a report analyzing the genes of a powerful evolverwho had absorbed one.Your genetic structure is very similar.”

Evan thought,Probably similar to mine too…

Seeing FangBro still confused,Evan simplified it:

“Just think of it as a super high‑tier extract.Ridiculously high.”

FangBro was even more confused.

“But I absorbed a Tier‑1 Dung‑Eater extract!How could that be a Bloodline Crystal?”

Evan offered a bold theory:

“What if…a Dung‑Eater ate a Bloodline Crystal,and then you absorbed its extract?”

Bloodline Crystal skills were guaranteed absorption.Even if the extract contained a thousand skills,FangBro would inevitably absorb Void.

The more Evan thought about it,the more reasonable it seemed.

“That’s… possible?” FangBro muttered.

Wendy thought for a moment, then nodded slowly.

“If it were any other beast, impossible.But Dung‑Eaters…their bodies are like natural genetic storage vaults.It’s entirely possible they could store a Bloodline Crystal’s skill.”

FangBro froze.

“So absorbing that skill…is actually a good thing?”

“In some ways, yes,” Wendy said.“It gave you a powerful survival skill,increased your potential,and made you naturally compatible with high‑quality survival skills.”

“But…”She hesitated.“Your genes now reject offensive skills.Forcing absorption may cause extract failure.”

The words hit FangBro like a hammer.

His last hope of gaining offensive power shattered.

Evan patted his shoulder.

“It’s fine.You focus on survival.I’ll handle the damage.”

Wendy was fascinated by the Bloodline Crystal,but her knowledge was limited.

Evan had already planned to visit President Hale Wenshanto ask about Bloodline Crystals—but he needed a good excuse.

He couldn’t reveal Evolution’s Grace.

But if he went with Wendy,it would seem perfectly natural.

Wendy agreed immediately.

“I’ll ask President Hale if he’s available.”

Evan turned to FangBro.“Want to come?”

“No… I want to be alone.”FangBro looked defeated.

“Come on,” Evan said.“Remember what you told me the first day we met?You said you’d become the first Saint‑tier survival specialist in all six nations.”

A spark returned to FangBro’s eyes.

He imagined himself becoming Saint‑tier,crushing the Rovan Kingdom,humiliating Rovan Academy,avenging his parents…

Evan pressed on:

“And remember your vow when you came to Dongli?‘Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west—don’t underestimate a man in his thirties!’”

FangBro’s fighting spirit reignited.

“I’m going to digest the extract!”

He vanished in a blur.

Evan chuckled.“He really falls for that every time.”

Wendy rolled her eyes, amused.

“President Hale is waiting for us in his office.”

“Let’s go,” Evan said.“Oh—Wendy, keep FangBro’s secret.Don’t tell anyone he absorbed a Bloodline Crystal.”

“You don’t need to remind me,” she said.“I’m not stupid.”