Chapter 2281: He Passed Away

“Menglong, up to now, you might be the only person to have come into contact with the Ancient God,” the vice principal cast a hopeful glance at Zhang Menglong. “After much research, for us humans, the focus of our evolution is the Dominator Peak. In the terminology of that era’s Life Levels, it refers to the Ultimate Life Form Peak.”

“Indeed.”

“Under the premise that everyone is at the Ultimate Life Form Peak, the strength of Ancient Humans would be tens of thousands of times greater than ours! Even if they haven’t yet recreated their original bodies, they would still be beyond our resistance. If we humans want to continue getting stronger, we need to evolve once more!”

“Beyond the Ultimate Life Form?” Zhang Menglong asked, “Is that possible?”

“For us, it’s impossible!” the vice principal replied with certainty. “We believe that the Ancient Gods and Ancient Humans must have evolved beyond the Ultimate Life Form, but when the Ancient God created us, it seems they modified parts of our genes. The growth limit for humans is the Ultimate Life Form Peak. Breaking through isn’t impossible, but it requires external force!”

“So what do you mean?”

“What I mean is, even if the strength of Ancient Humans is only at the Ultimate Life Form Peak, their power is ten thousand times ours, but we might find a way to possess bodies as strong as theirs,” the vice principal said, “by trying to decode their genes, or even stronger genes, and genetically modifying a part of our people!”

“I understand!” Zhang Menglong grasped the vice principal’s meaning.

Human Life Levels can’t break through, so we must find a way to raise the baseline! Since Ancient Humans can have such a foundation, new humans can too!

“After prolonged research, we discovered one thing: the gene fragments of Ancient Humans lack three components compared to ours,” the vice principal said. “We speculate that among these three components, one controls human strength, one controls desire, and one controls emotion.”

“How do you know this?”

“We’ve conducted numerous experiments,” the vice principal said. “We researched people who were utterly pernicious, and when we eliminated one gene, they became indifferent without affection or love.”

“When we removed another, the dark side of human nature was infinitely magnified. They became irritable, destructive, cunning, and evil!”

“What about removing the last fragment?”

“We can’t achieve that!” The old principal sighed, “Perhaps this is the last shackle the Ancient God left in our bodies, so we need to know more about the Ancient God and their knowledge.”

The old principal gazed at Zhang Menglong with hope, “I hope you can help me with this!”

Zhang Menglong felt as if he was being seen through at that moment. Could it be that the vice principal saw through him inheriting the power of the Ancient God? Or was he just the last hope, being the only one who had contact with the Ancient God.

“I’ll do my best!” Zhang Menglong nodded.

The power of the Ancient God had already merged with his body, meaning his body could mimic the genes of the Ancient God.

Zhang Menglong had tried before, but perhaps due to the complexity of the Ancient God’s constitution, his own body was too weak to emulate it.

Unless he broke through to become a Transcender, he might have a slim chance.

Hearing Zhang Menglong’s response, a hint of excitement appeared on the vice principal’s face. Zhang Menglong’s words suggested that he may indeed have a way.

As they spoke, the two walked into a building where several people were already waiting for them.

“They are all at the Dominator Peak!” Gou Dan told Zhang Menglong. These people’s strengths were likely on par with the vice principal, likely the core members of the Guardian alliance.

They were not surprised by Zhang Menglong’s arrival. Obviously, they had already synchronized their information.

“This is our principal,” the vice principal introduced them one by one. “This is the president of Ten Thousand Worlds Bank, this is the chief executive of Universal Group, and this is the president of the Blood Martialists Association…”

“Greetings, respected seniors!” Zhang Menglong politely greeted them.

“Today we gather here in hopes of learning some crucial information from you,” the vice principal said, “We hope you can tell us everything you know.”

Zhang Menglong nodded, “If you have anything you want to know, just ask directly!”

“Let’s start with the case of the Loulan Kingdom,” the president of Ten Thousand Worlds Bank, though appearing as a wealthy figure, was also one of the top powers on the continent. “How did you know that this Warcraft would invade the country and start a massacre today?”

They had expended immense manpower and resources to locate the hiding places of over 1,000 Ancient Human Soul Shards.

Yet Zhang Menglong foresaw its emergence, indicating that he might have mastered the locations of all Ancient Human hiding places.

“We must thank a friend of mine who is living quite comfortably,” Zhang Menglong shared some documents. “A friend of mine, by chance, obtained an ancient human soul shard. In hopes of collecting more, he burned his Life Force to deduce the locations of all the remaining ancient human soul shards before they completely disappeared!”

This statement shocked the gathered leaders tremendously.

They were well aware of powerful Deduction Art, but even the strongest deduction masters on the continent fainted after deducing only three coordinates.

When they saw the sheer number of these coordinates, their level of astonishment skyrocketed—over a hundred thousand coordinates!

What kind of being was Zhang Menglong’s well-off friend to have such a terrifying deduction ability—it was unimaginable.

Upon verification, over 1,000 of the coordinates matched those they had explored, indicating that this data was likely accurate!

“Immediately order a search for these areas!” The leaders were fully aware that delaying even a second could allow a fish to slip through the net, so with coordinates in hand, they set out to inspect immediately!

At least they could determine how many enemies remained to confront.

“Fantastic, this helps us immensely!” The Guardian organization lacked neither people nor resources, but crucial information like this, “As for your friend, how about inviting him to join our organization too?”

“Unfortunately, he has already passed away,” Zhang Menglong said, “due to hemorrhoidal fissure.”

“That’s quite unfortunate,” they responded, not understanding how such a condition could cost a cultivator his life, but neither did they question it.

“How long will it take to search these areas?” Zhang Menglong asked.

“At most three days!” said the leader of the Blood Martialists.

“Three days?” Zhang Menglong was delighted; it seemed the power of the Guardian organization was even more formidable than he imagined.