Bab 36: Gene Lock: Berserk!
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
After surviving in the World of Evolution for two months, the careless Zhao Hao had learned to plan ahead.
When he had left the Neutral Grounds, he had exchanged 25 beginner rare crystals with Old Miao at a two-for-one ratio.
Now that he had successfully evolved, the beginner rare crystals came in handy.
The third layer of the Nine Heavenly Layers allowed him to refine three crystals at the same time, and it would only take him three hours to do so.
Theoretically speaking, if he were to only refine crystals for a whole day, he could absorb 24 crystals a day.
The wondrous benefits of a C-grade evolution technique were vividly displayed at this time.
The practitioners of ancient martial arts such as Feng Yunjian relied on their secret martial arts to gain an innate advantage and have better odds from the beginning.
Just as Xue Qing had told Zhao Hao, he was one of the ordinary people. Compared to the ancient martial arts practitioners, he was a pure ordinary evolved person who knew nothing about martial arts. He was a part of a large and weak group of evolvers.
"This world may not end up being the world of ancient martial arts practitioners!"
Zhao Hao was in high spirits as he once again shouted out those bold words.
He had always believed that the ordinary evolvers, who accounted for 99% of the population, could create miracles.
Even if it was only 1% of the ordinary evolvers that succeeded, they would still eventually be able to compete with those rare ancient martial arts practitioners.
In less than two days, he had absorbed all 25 beginner rare crystals and gained 25 rare geno points.
During this period of time, he had also eaten some intermediate rare beef jerky and gained 2 rare geno points from them.
27 rare geno points equated to 54 combat power.
Zhao Hao's total combat power had now risen to 154 points!
And that was not all. He had unlocked an A-grade gene lock.
[Berserk: A-grade innate ability. Upon activation, the host will enter a berserk state and gain double their combat power. The berserk state will last for 5 seconds. Cooldown: 60 minutes.]
Five seconds was very short, but the increase in combat power was quite terrifying.
He tested it out. When he was in the berserk state, his entire person became extremely wild and domineering.
In that state, his combat power doubled from 154 to 308. His combat power was even higher than that of a maxed out rare evolver!
Boom!
A tree as thick as a millstone was decimated by Zhao Hao.
Zhao Hao discovered a gratifying phenomenon. The aura emitted by a rare evolver extended for about half a meter. He did not know if it was because his body had been modified or if his A-grade gene lock had a hidden bonus, but his blade light could reach a meter away.
In the berserk state, the blade light he released actually extended two meters away!
That tree was cut down by the giant blade light.
The power of that blade was so great that even he was afraid of it.
"Hehe, it is likely that many people will die from the sudden eruption of this blade light…"
Zhao Hao revealed a smile that was even more wretched than that of Old Miao. On the court, the position he was best at and liked to play the most was the point guard position. He was used to using his brain to play. The battles in the World of Evolution were similar to intense sports matches.
"I can finally use rare equipment. Let's go!"
Zhao Hao packed his luggage and shuttled through the forest.
There was a prerequisite for using rare combat equipment, which was to have at least 1 rare geno point in one's body.
By the same logic, if a human wanted to use variant combat equipment, they had to evolve to the variant grade first.
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Three days later, Zhao Hao sat by the spring with a depressed expression.
Not far away from him, there were more than 80 corpses of wild bulls.
However, Zhao Hao was not happy at all. He was not interested in the crystals and flesh of primitive creatures.
In three days, he had killed a total of 200 wild beasts that came to drink water, but he did not encounter a single rare beast!
The reason why rare creatures were called rare was that they were not seen everywhere.
What was even more tragic was that after killing 200 wild beasts, nothing dropped!
Primeval creatures also had a chance of dropping quality items, such as mounts and Healing Bracelets. Zhao Hao had even obtained the evolvable combat skill, Berserker Blade Technique, from killing one of them. But in the past few days, his luck seemed to have been horrible.
"Is my luck that bad now?"
Zhao Hao thought of a possibility and his expression changed.
According to Old Miao, the average probability of an evolutionary creature dropping something was about 1%.
People who killed 200 to 300 creatures and did not obtain any drops had horrible luck.
People who could get a drop after killing 100 creatures had normal luck.
As for those who were able to get a drop after killing 50 creatures, they were considered to have above-average luck.
And as for those who got a drop one from every 20 creatures on average, they were considered extremely lucky.
With Zhao Hao's recent luck, his luck was leaning toward the worse end of the spectrum.
"I don't believe that I'm this unlucky!"
Zhao Hao firmly believed that he had not become unlucky. He simply could not accept it.
"Back then, I even got the Savage Blade. That was quite lucky! Mm-hm, there was also the Berserker Blade Technique. Old Miao had said that 99.99% of the people do not have any combat skills that could be evolved. Those who have D-grade combat skills in the Ghost Head Gang could already become elders… The first thing that I got in the World of Evolution was the Berserker Blade Technique. This is simply heaven-defying luck. That's right, I'm incredibly lucky!"
Using this logic, Zhao Hao convinced himself.
This fellow could always find a reason to be happy to motivate himself and then continue on his merry way.
He followed the mountain spring and set foot on the hunting path.
Half a day later, he looked ahead curiously.
He saw a thin and weak teenager with delicate features. He was about fifteen or sixteen years old. He was holding a man-made dagger and fighting a wild beast.
Some people on the Internet had already done research. Humans who entered the seven-colored light pillar had to be at least 16 years old. If a child walked in, they would be bounced away. Pregnant women were also not allowed to enter the seven-colored light pillar.
The young man in front of him had probably just turned sixteen.
In many people's eyes, he was still a child, at most a junior high school graduate.
Only God knew what he had experienced to have come to the World of Evolution at such a young age.
Just like Zhao Hao, the young man obviously did not know any martial arts. He was in a sorry state under the attack of a primeval beast. Zhao Hao thought of his past self. He was terrified by the silver wolf's attack and felt a chill run down his spine.
Luckily for Zhao Hao, he was an athlete and fairly well-built, but the teenage boy was much too thin. It was unknown whether he was born malnourished or had some illness. It looked like a gust of wind could blow him over.
Zhao Hao was already used to life and death, so he did not care about the youth's life or death.
What he was really interested in was that the youth seemed to have a strange instinct.
The young man was much slower than the wild beast, but he seemed to be able to predict and dodge the wild beast's pounce half a second earlier.
It was a pity that his physical fitness was too poor, and he had used up all his stamina after dodging many times. It would be difficult for him to escape the fate of ending up in the beast's stomach.
Plop!
The young man fell to the ground. His bright eyes were very clear as if he had accepted his fate and was now simply quietly waiting for death.
Suddenly, a blade light flashed.
The beast that had been undefeatable in the youth's eyes was cut into two.
He looked at Zhao Hao, who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and still appeared very calm.
"Why are you here?" Zhao Hao asked.
"I have terminal cancer."
When the youth mentioned that he had terminal cancer, it was as if he had spoken about something that was totally unrelated to him. He had been terminally ill for many years and had been used to the torture of the illness since he was very young. His life was filled with surgeries and chemotherapy, and the world had pretty much lost its color to him. Even being in the face of death as a primeval beast was about to eat him alive did not shake his mind.
Zhao Hao was silent for a few seconds before he took out the Savage Blade.
Even though this saber was only left with half a blade, its power was still there. It was no problem dealing with primitive beasts.
He untied the Savage Blade and threw it in front of the young man. Then, he turned around and left.
The young man picked up the Savage Blade and silently looked at the strange man who had gone away as quickly as he came.
-- Hadiah diterima