Translator: CinderTL
Bang!
Feng Qi's leg bone slammed into the living dead's mangled skull, shattering the fleshy mass. A wisp of crimson mist surged from the corpse and burrowed into Feng Qi's body.
Weak Living Dead: Feng Qi
Strength Level: Unranked
Prefix Title: Weak (Physical Strength Reduced by 30%)
Bloodline: Human (Primary)
Bloodline Evolution Points: 13/1000
Weak (Upgradeable): Phase One (39%)
Prefix Title First Milestone: Kill living dead to earn title evolution points and increase evolution percentage.
Feng Qi had already killed thirteen living dead.
He now had answers to his two previous hypotheses.
As he had suspected, obtaining bloodline evolution points in the Eerie Dream came with prerequisites.
For example, after earning ten bloodline evolution points in his first dream, he had to kill ten living dead before the eleventh kill would yield a new point.
It was like a milestone system: only after surpassing the previous milestone could he continue to accumulate bloodline evolution points.
Continuing eastward, Feng Qi's hunting efficiency steadily improved.
He had mastered the art of hunting living dead.
These creatures possessed minimal combat ability and no capacity for thought. They could only sense living beings within a fifteen-meter radius and would immediately attack.
Once he had grasped this range, he was never swarmed again.
To ensure his safety, he specifically targeted living dead with missing limbs or severe injuries.
As his bloodline evolution points increased, Feng Qi noticed a bizarre phenomenon.
Pink flesh buds were sprouting from the rotting, mutilated surface of his body. With each new bloodline evolution point earned, his body underwent subtle transformations.
If he continued killing, Feng Qi felt he might be able to reclaim his humanity within this eerie dreamscape.
He advanced along a path strewn with withered bones, where motionless living dead stood scattered like scarecrows in a rice paddy, swaying gently in the wind.
Pressing onward through relentless combat, Feng Qi felt no fatigue. Instead, as his bloodline evolution points increased, he felt his body surging with newfound strength.
"Die, you bastard!"
With a savage swing, he smashed a leg bone into the head of a mangled living dead, crushing the fleshy tumor within its skull. A crimson mist surged into Feng Qi's body.
This time, after absorbing the blood mist, he noticed a distinct change in his physique, far more pronounced than previous enhancements.
Summoning his status panel, he confirmed the alteration:
Normal Living Dead: Feng Qi
Strength Level: Unranked
Prefix Title: Normal (no stat modifiers)
Bloodline: Human (Primary)
Bloodline Evolution Points: 34/1000
Prefix Title Milestones:
Normal (Upgradeable): Phase Two (1%)
Prefix Title Second Milestone: Killing living dead grants title evolution points, increasing evolution percentage.
The information on the status panel made Feng Qi realize that changes to his prefix title directly affected his physical condition.
Previously, his prefix title had been "Weak," which left him feeling constantly drained. Now that it had upgraded to "Normal," the weakness vanished as if shackles had been lifted.
He tested his enhanced body with jumps and punches, familiarizing himself with his newfound strength before preparing to resume hunting the living dead.
Just then, a line of text suddenly appeared in his mind:
You turn to look in the direction of 3 o'clock and notice a strangely ominous black stele standing in the distance. You decide to investigate!
Feng Qi: ...
Following the Narrator's prompt, he turned to look in the 3 o'clock direction and spotted a two-meter-tall black stele standing beside a locust tree several dozen meters away.
He strode over to the stele and examined it closely.
The stele was weathered and worn, bearing clear signs of age. The inscription on its surface was blurred, but Feng Qi could still make out the words:
Star City Shelter
Wait, Star City?
Feng Qi froze, staring at the inscription.
Star City was the name of the city where he lived in the real world, but there was no shelter in that city.
Although the real world, gradually being eroded by the domain, was dangerous, the nearest Domain Field was still five hundred kilometers away from Star City. As a result, Star City was far from being overrun by the domain and remained a safe zone, making the establishment of shelters unnecessary.
Puzzled, Feng Qi carefully examined the stele, searching for answers.
You discover a blood groove at the base of the stele, seemingly designed for blood testing. You bite your finger and drip your blood into the groove.
"Why should I listen to you? You tell me to bite my finger, and I just bite it?"
Well... how about you try biting your toe instead?
Feng Qi: ...
In the end, he followed the Narrator's instructions, biting open his nearly rotting right finger. A foul stench filled the air as black blood oozed out, dripping into the blood groove beneath the stele.
After a brief wait, a synthesized voice suddenly emanated from within the black stele.
Bloodline verification complete... Human... Access to the Star City Shelter granted!
The black stele slowly slid aside, revealing a passage. In the moonlight, Feng Qi could see that the metal-lined tunnel was heavily rusted, as if it hadn't been used in ages.
Driven by curiosity, Feng Qi stepped into the tunnel. Immediately, lights flickered ahead as the fluorescent tubes embedded in the metal ceiling sequentially lit up, illuminating his path forward.
The tunnel stretched about a hundred meters, sloping downward. At its end, the view suddenly opened up.
Before him lay an underground plaza filled with various mechanical instruments. Iron gates lined the perimeter of the plaza, all tightly sealed.
You've discovered a massive instrument at the heart of the underground shelter. You decide to investigate!
"Fine, fine, fine! I'll do whatever you say!"
In that case... please cut off your little brother.
Feng Qi: ...
If he could see the Narrator, he'd roll up his sleeves and brawl with it right then and there.
The massive instrument at the center of the underground plaza resembled a giant brain. A control console stood before it, and a large display screen, now covered in dust, loomed behind the console.
Approaching the console, Feng Qi's gaze was drawn to the red "Activate" button.
That's the one! Without hesitation, you press it!
He pressed the activation button. The machine shuddered, and the dusty screen flickered to life, displaying multiple options:
Star City Historical Database
Domain Creature Database (Real-time Updates)
External Status Inquiry
Shelter Remaining Supplies Status
Shelter Resident Health Status
Cultivation Technique Information
Spellcraft Information
As Feng Qi scrolled through the directory, his gaze suddenly froze on the time displayed in the upper right corner of the screen.
Today's Date: March 28, 3528
Feng Qi: ...
The real-world date was 2023, yet the shelter's date was 3528—a difference of over 1500 years.
A terrifying realization flooded his mind:
He had traveled through time in his dream and arrived in the future!
To confirm this theory, he turned his attention to the screen, attempting to compare the database's information with reality to find answers.
The database had a search function. After a moment's hesitation, Feng Qi typed in his own name.
Almost instantly, detailed information appeared on the screen:
Feng Qi (Galaxy Research Institute - D-Class Researcher)
Age at Death: 27
Cause of Death: An accident during the creation of a new cultivation technique caused spiritual energy to flow in reverse, shattering his meridians. He collapsed, bleeding from all seven orifices, and died despite resuscitation efforts.
Date of Death: June 1, 2032
Lifetime Achievements (Honors): Researcher at the Galaxy Research Institute, D-Class Human Elite Medal, Outstanding Graduate of Star City High School, B-Class Cultivation Technique Assistant Researcher...
Evaluation: A highly promising cultivation technique researcher, rated as a B-Class Potential Researcher by the Galaxy Research Institute. However, his stubborn personality led to a critical error in his research on a new cultivation technique, tragically ending his life at the age of 27.
Above the written description was a photograph. The man in the photo bore a striking resemblance to Feng Qi, but looked much more mature, his eyes radiating unwavering determination.
Staring at the photo and the accompanying text, Feng Qi was dumbfounded.
The "Galaxy Research Institute" mentioned in the description was precisely the research institute within Galaxy Academy that he planned to apply to—his future dream.
The credibility of this information soared in his mind.
"So... I'm going to die young?"
"I don't believe it!"
I don't believe it either!
The Narrator chimed in at the perfect moment, offering Feng Qi encouragement.
(End of the Chapter)
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