Re-Birth of a Genius. Creator/Destroyer

Sam retreated along with other soldiers and even the mutants decided to halt and check their losses. The first thing they did is drink some blood and heal their injuries and then sort out the dead bodies.

There are around eighty members dead. And more than half of their bodies are missing. After feeling sorry for themselves for a bit and trying to vent their frustrations on the corpses of their enemies, they started looking for the spatial rings of the enemies.

But to their dismay, there are very few people who have spatial rings on them.

As they checked, they realized that almost all of the dead bodies' hands are severed and in fact, some bodies are even missing.

There are barely twenty spatial rings left out of seven hundred, this is something they didn't expect one bit.

They looked through the rings and took out the grenades.

Now they have twenty normal methane grenades and twenty pin grenades. They are examining them and one of them has even pressed the trigger foolishly right in his hand and lost not only his both hands, but he was also thrown back with his chest and face mangled.

He screamed hysterically in pain, one of his companions took some blood and started feeding him.

Now they are all wary of the grenades.

After storing the grenades, they went on to do the next important thing, to replenish their rations. They have to increase the stocks of their blood.

So, they started collecting blood from all the human soldiers that are lying on the ground.

Even though there are too many humans in the Naga Loka and even the rubrum empire, they cannot just collect the blood as they pleased, they have to find an alternative, even the people they used for experimentation are all death row inmates.

There is no way they would have a large supply of them.

Sam who is standing at the camp is looking at the scene with the eye technique. He used the eye technique to its limit and finally found some sort of weakness, although it is faint it might be useful.

He met with Yodha and said.

"Didn't I tell you that you would lose? Seven hundred and eight soldiers in exchange for seventy to eighty lives and there are only two of the main group members and the main group that has thirty members are far more powerful and I took them on myself.

If they are still there and commanding them, you would have already lost all these people.

I really pity you guys, what a waste of lives, apart from that, you guys are even giving them resources, they will drink the blood themselves and the bloodhounds will feast on the flesh and bones of the soldiers.

It is as if you guys are worried that they are not strong enough.

If I were you, I would plan to evacuate all the citizens in the city and destroy the mines discreetly. After all, it would be hard to retake the city once it was gone, so it would be better to destroy the mine than let it supply to the enemies."

His voice was relaxed and calm but there are faint hints of mocking in his tone. But what can he do, if the situation goes on like this, then they would surely be in trouble.

At this moment, Yodha got a notice, he looked at Sam and said.

"The Special divisions are moving, five hundred of them. The commanders are saying that is their vulnerable time and since they wouldn't recover that fast, this would be the best time to fight."

"Do you honestly believe this, Battalion Commander Yodha? At first, I thought, humans are unique creatures, they are petty and unnecessarily prideful when they should not be like that. Now I understand that it is a trait that is not too unique to humans.

Now I also understand, why all the other races in the universe condemn the Nagas, you guys pretend to be all noble high, and mighty, but you are no different from human, yet you try so hard to prove that you are not, but enslaving them, fucking them till they are dead and treating them like they are the vermin.

At least, in this regard, humans are better than you, they would at least look down on their own kind to make themselves good and when they see something superior to them, they will crave for it, lust for it, but still accept that it is superior.

I am quite disappointed Yodha. All those young men in the special division and their bright futures all ruined by the stupid pride of your own people. What a great army, I should say.

After that, if you want my help, it wouldn't be for free. You would need much more than just credits and honor to get me working."

With those words, he left. There is a smirk on his face as he looked at the expression on Yodha's face.

Yodha is feeling shame for the whole race at this moment. He never really cared about the differences between the races and at the same time, he never cared about slavery and all the other aspects that Sam has mentioned.

He was raised in the army where the differences are not shown, at least there were none in his presence, but now that Sam mentioned it, he could see what is happening. The current disagreement of the commanders towards Sam's words is the best case of these differences.

The commanders are so reluctant to accept that their long time work of training the special division members is less than mere fodder in Sam's mind. They couldn't accept it and they don't want to listen to a human's words.

That is the reason for them to do this.

He stood at the entrance of the camp and watched the battlefield, the mutants who took rest once again got into the formation and got ready to move.

Meanwhile, Sam is inside his room, as he looked at the dead bodies of the mutants.

He exchanged all the human and Half Naga mutants' bodies to the Naga bodies with the rest of the soldiers because the crystal scales on the vertebrae of Nagas are extremely good looking. He couldn't help but want it.

He only left some scales and peeled the rest of them off of their backs and went to submit their bodies. He only kept two of them and gave the rest, he doesn't want any more friction between the management and him, because the situation is still premature.

Yodha looked at the battlefield and watched as the special division soldiers moved in an extremely flashy manner. Their elemental energies are surging.

But the retaliation of the mutants also increased. They reacted quite strongly than before and for starters, they threw the forty grenades straight at the special division, and then they started attacking crazily.

Seems like the blood they took in earlier has an effect, their power is surging violently and when they met face to face with them, the special division soldiers finally understood what Sam meant.

The defense of mutants is extremely high coupled with their regeneration. They are extremely strong and every time retaliated, the attack is stronger than the attack before.

For some reason, they have a feeling that the casualty rate of the mutants would not increase at all. Their resistance is stronger than before and coupled with the fact, that they are more even-numbered, it became very easy for them.

The only reason they were able to finish the eighty members off was because of their superiority in numbers and their suicidal attacks and of course, Sam and Arman were the main targets of their attacks.

Before long, the special division soldiers are dwindled by half and the casualty range is increasing rapidly. Now they were the ones who is being outnumbered and it is their first time being so.

They didn't even wait for the retreat signal, they just ran for their lives like cowards. Sam who finished with his work back in the room, came back to the entrance and saw the retreating special division that the whole army commanders and even the general is so proud of was completely humiliated and came running towards the camp.

The mutants once again stopped to heal back. The special division soldiers who saw Sam standing right at the entrance of the camp all felt ashamed as they passed him.

But they didn't want to lose their stupid pride even now, so they could only grit their teeth and look at him coldly.

Sam didn't care though.

He looked at Yodha and gave him a mocking smile.

By the time all this is over, it is already evening, the mutants once again laid their tents and waited for a few hundred meters away from the camp.

At night, Sam was summoned to the meeting once again after a long time, and this time all he could see is the cold and unwilling faces of these commanders.