Chapter 870: 471. Bloodline Inheritance
"I will become a Hero, defeat the demon king, just wait and see! By then I'll bring the most beautiful girl in the village into my harem, hehe!"
The seventeen-year-old Jamir excitedly shared his wishes with fellow Adventurers:
"First, kill Goblins to save money, then get the best sword in the village, step by step, grow stronger, and create a glorious legacy!"
But his companions were not impressed by his passionate declaration and even poured cold water on it:
"Dream on, we bottom-tier Adventurers are destined to pick up trash and clear Goblins around the village our whole lives."
"Hehehe, but people have to have dreams, right?" Jamir responded optimistically, "I specifically asked the Witch at the village's edge yesterday, and she said: Fate is always unpredictable; who knows, maybe it will change in the next moment—we're bound to have a big gain today."
"Isn't there a possibility: if you didn't spend money on the Witch's divination for psychological comfort and instead invested in learning martial skills and upgrading armor, we might already be taking on high-level Tasks?"
His companion quipped:
"It's because you keep thinking about that nonsense 'the gears of Fate will eventually turn' that we're stuck doing these odd jobs!"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible, the Witch lady is beautiful and kind; she even showed me her legs. How could she lie to me?"
"Spending a week's savings just to glimpse her legs, it's pitiful in a sense. I really don't have the heart to tell Jamir that the Witch tricked him..."
"Impossible! The Witch lady is virtuous and talented; how could she be a fraud?"
Jamir insisted:
"Something big is definitely going to happen today!"
His companions rolled their eyes:
"What big event? There's never anything new on this continent."
"Exactly, Jamir, let's go and ask the Witch to return our money..."
"It's not like that at all!"
Jamir hadn't even finished his sentence when he suddenly sensed something was amiss.
The weather had been sunny, but now they were shrouded in shadow, as if something immense blocked out the sun.
He looked up, and in the clear sky, a rift gradually appeared, cutting across the firmament.
"What is that?!"
His companion exclaimed in shock.
In the next moment, countless metallic birds, reflecting a silver brilliance, swarmed out of the rift!
Jamir gulped and, not knowing whether he was excited or nervous, said:
"See... I told you, a woman who shows me her legs doesn't lie!"
...............
The sent-out Slave Catcher Squad—no, the Pioneer Group quickly returned with samples.
"It's basically as you observed, Lord Leoz."
The leader of the Pioneer Group reported to Li Aozi:
"The Otherworld civilization you discovered is primarily a Magic civilization, but curiously, despite being a Magic civilization, their Spellcasters are all idealists. They haven't established any laboratory system, and their education is very backward. Individuals are very weak as well. Our magic tank rolled right up to their faces, and they thought it was some kind of land dragon."
"Most of the natives in the Otherworld aren't very resilient."
Li Aozi wasn't surprised; if every Different Dimensional World that the [Bishop] could open was particularly strong and individually outstanding, what would be the point of other Occupations existing?
Everyone would become [Bishops] to do colonization—no, that's called spreading democracy and Freedom, bringing civilization and enlightenment.
Li Aozi came before the captured cages, and the Slaves all looked at him in horror, but he was unconcerned. With a gentle wave of his hand, his strong [Charm] immediately pacified these captured natives.
"Just a reminder, though they look similar to the Cosmic Human Race, genetic tests show they can't intermarry or breed with any species of the Cosmic Human Race – even the number of chromosome pairs is different."
N4 said, floating beside him—this guy's body seemed to have evolved some form of anti-gravity ability, and who knows, as a Spellcaster, what use he had for those two legs.
"Convergent evolution's product, most worlds are like that. Dinosaurs need to walk upright, differentiate teeth, and free their brains and hands to enter civilization—but that's exactly what I want, a species with reproductive isolation."
Li Aozi was unconcerned. He looked at the now docile Slaves and cast a simultaneous translation spell, slowly saying:
"No need to panic, mortals."
The Other Dimension natives in the cage had never seen such a splendid and gorgeous being.
A body five and a half meters tall, akin to a blue Whale or an elephant, which did not appear terrifying but was full of gentleness and kindness. The white robe made them subconsciously associate him with a 'Scholar', 'wise and virtuous person', or 'Priest'.
With porcelain skin and jade bones, bearing no rough marks, the body deeply shocked their shallow knowledge, and the seamless Silver Armor was a creation no craftsman could forge with such exquisite perfection.
But compared to the true Charm of this figure, these superficial features paled in significance. This massive being, bathed in a moonlit glow, moved with a Magnetic Force in every gesture, commanding attention, and even the smallest actions or the fluttering of his robe were breathtakingly beautiful.
'So beautiful...'
Within the crowd, Jamir gazed at that pure, flawless, perfectly exquisite being, embodying both humanity and Divinity, with his face even beginning to flush.