Legend of the Mythological Genes

Translator: Lordbluefire  Editor: Lordbluefire

There were bound to be many currents flowing in the dark.

The situation in the universe seemed stable, but for him to meet calamity time after time again was clearly abnormal.

The currents in the dark were churning. Once they reached the surface, they would form huge waves that sought to engulf everyone with unstoppable momentum, sweeping aside all obstruction.

It seemed that humans had been living in peace for a very long time, but the danger was never far away.

Humanity had experienced many interstellar battles through several thousands of years and had its share of victory and defeat.

The various alien races were all in trepidation of each other; not a single alien race had the confidence to say that they would be able to devour their enemies in a single gulp. Hence, a fragile state of balance was reached.

Once a great war erupted, the casualties would surely be extremely great. No race would be able to endure this.

But now, the spirit race had attempted to act against the freshmen of the Great Wall University multiple times. Their actions had basically broken the fragile state of balance.

Once the news of this circulated, everyone in the Great Wall University as well as the interstellar clans would surely be shaken by this commotion.

Performing large-scale operations to wipe out geniuses among the freshmen of humanity? Such actions had already crossed the bottomline of the human race.

But maybe, the spirit race didn’t give a damn at all.

Maybe, they had long since wanted an excuse to start a war with the human race.

Feng Lin silently sighed.

All of these were his conjectures, but it wasn’t just mere guesses. His premonition also faintly hinted that this was the truth.

For him, it hadn’t been easy to climb up until here. He experienced many dangers in his growth and had nurtured an extremely sharp sense of danger.

If he wasn’t vigilant enough, he would have already died countless times.

And this time, he could feel that familiar sense of crisis telling him that a calamity would happen soon. Things appeared calm on the surface, but once an eruption occurred, the entire universe would tremble from the commotion.

War was coming!

If they didn’t make advanced preparations, the loss could very well be predicted!

But this was also a huge opportunity from another perspective.

Feng Lin didn’t feel fear in his heart. He told himself that he would act even more cautiously from now on.

Since ancient times, when calamity arrived, countless people would surely die. However, there would be some people that could seize the opportunities and grow even stronger, climbing higher and higher.

A chaotic situation had always been a slaughter ground for the mediocre, but an arena for heroes. It was often a prelude to a new era!

How could anyone rise in calm waters?

Only through chaos would there be ripples that could upset the current state of things.

….

Feng Lin’s eyes gleamed with sharpness.

The scene in his mind was extremely majestic and fascinating, but it was useless to think so much now.

What was important right now was to survive the hunt of the spirit race.

If he couldn’t survive this, everything would be nothing but a foolish fantasy.

The journey to flee from death had just begun.

Although things would be dangerous, Feng Lin already had some experience before, he didn’t panic too much.

The flying shuttle emitted light from its back cannon, rapidly speeding through the dark space.

Within the control cabin, Feng Lin sat there cross-legged, having his eyes closed in meditation while his thoughts spun quickly.

Spirit lifeforms possessed energy bodies. They were formless and had no substance, making it extremely troublesome to deal with them.

Ordinary people would surely find it extremely tough.

Without special energy attacking methods, it was very hard to deal any damage to the spirit race.

For this training mission, Feng Lin had already discovered this point.

Although there were many freshmen, their numbers weren’t even 10% of the spirit race’s.

The vast majority of attacks by the freshmen landed on air, completely ineffective.

It was also impossible for Feng Lin to constantly use his Heart Monkey Force to augment their strength.

Each team had about three hundred plus members. It was far from sufficient if everyone depended on him alone.

He wasn’t a babysitter in any case. The other members had to come out with some effective methods and not be solely dependent on him.

But what should they do?

Their existing scientific methods were useless. It was also impossible for cultivation to increase their strength within such a short time.

Cultivation required constant repeated efforts for a length of time before one could grow stronger. It was impossible to take a step and instantly soar into the sky.

Moreover, after becoming a grand cultivator, Feng Lin had to slowly accumulate his genetic potential again. Any improvements would be much slower compared to before.

Even if he strengthened his genes by a point or two, what use would there be?

Before this dangerous situation, the strength of one man was useless.

They had to work and chain their strengths perfectly together, or victory was impossible.

This time, the situation was much worse compared to what Feng Lin had encountered before.

This place was the outer space outside of the Milky Way Galaxy. There weren’t many planets here, and the amount of cultivation resources they could excavate would also be drastically reduced.

And now, they were still 3,000 light years away from the Great Wall University. If they kept flying through the physical world, it would be impossible for them to surpass light speed.

If they continued flying at such a turtle speed, they wouldn’t be able to reach the university even after 3,000 years had passed. All of them would have long passed away due to old age.

They had to travel in wormholes no matter what!

But every time they traveled through a wormhole, there would be a risk of encountering a giant spirit beast’s ambush. And every time they entered and exited a wormhole, 20% of the shuttle’s energy would be consumed. They could only repeat this for a few more times before being drained dry.

In the end, they would end up drifting through the universe and die.

A perilous situation.

This truly was a perilous situation!

Feng Lin rubbed the center of his brows. He felt a deep sense of helplessness.

Their group of people entered a perilous situation where there was almost no hope at all.

For a time, he had no ideas as well. This was truly depressing.

Despite the fact that Feng Lin’s will was like iron, it was gradually ground away by despair.

(No, there should be a solution!)

Feng Lin’s thoughts spun rapidly. If he gave up now, everyone would truly have no hope at all.

An invisible pressure bore down on him; he had to think of something.

The most important thing was that he didn’t want to die!

So what should he do?

Feng Lin had awakened mental-type genes; thus, his thinking was exceptionally sharp. Right now, he could only try and search for a solution. Science and technology was useless. Increasing his cultivation base rapidly was impossible. In that case, the only thing left was…

Alchemy!

But wasn’t alchemy a method to cure people?

No, this wasn’t the case. A memory floated up in his mind.

Feng Lin abruptly awakened and he saw the light at the end of a tunnel. He rapidly began to recall the memories in his sea of consciousness.

Furnace Alchemy Technique!

It also had information regarding killing-type alchemy pills!

The knowledge of his inheritance appeared in his mind.

The majority of alchemy techniques were to create miraculous pills that could benefit the constitution of one’s inner health. But there were also exceptions.

Alchemy pills could be split into internal and external pills. Internal alchemy pills could upgrade one’s life tier quality, when external pills often contained strange and wondrous might.

In ancient Huaxia Era, the earliest batch of gunpowder actually sprang from alchemy.

In true alchemy, there was a specific type of existence known as cinnabar.

Cinnabar was produced from the refinement of minerals and metallic elements. They contained large amounts of toxin, and it was impossible to consume them. However, they contained great power within, and once the power was unleashed, the effect would be immensely great.

Should he create cinnabar?

Feng Lin silently mused. Regardless of what effects the cinnabar might have, this was the only path of survival before them. It was worth a try.

He hurriedly started the process. His fingers were like butterflies weaving through flowers as he inputted some of the cinnabar formulas he knew into the ship’s A.I..

“A.I., begin to search for ingredients in the storage that would cause the greatest harm to life. Their properties have to match or be similar to the medicinal ingredients listed in the formulas I’ve inputted.”

Ding, ding, ding!

The A.I. flashed and began to execute the order.

“Purple Light Cinnabar, rejected. Red Light Cinnabar, rejected. Flying Dragon Cinnabar, rejected!…”

After a round of rejection, the only suitable result appeared before Feng Lin’s eyes.

Crimson Refinement Cinnabar!