Published: February 11, 2025
The night was already deep, but Ye Zhongming had not yet left. He was observing Big Yellow in the Dragon Blood Pool, waiting for the final outcome.
Liu Zhenghong's suggestion was quite mad; it involved a genetic relocation, utilizing fragments of Yangos' genes, and fully transplanting them onto the earth yellow pill.
It sounded simple when spoken, but the execution was fraught with difficulties. The technology and processes involved were so complex that even a scientific freak like Liu Zhenghong couldn't have complete confidence. Especially since after the transplant, they would still need to evaluate the compatibility with the earth yellow pill, trying to minimize the rejection. If it could survive the first few hours, that would be considered a success.
As for what success would look like, Ye Zhongming had no idea, and neither did Liu Zhenghong; everything was unknown.
However, it was estimated that the earth yellow pill would become even stronger, surpassing its original racial characteristics, evolving into a brand new lifeform.
Although Liu Zhenghong was not the Red Creator of her past life, her innate madness had never changed. Even though she cherished and doted on the earth yellow pill, which was like a symbol of Cloud Summit Villa, once it came to her profession, she would uncontrollably apply some extreme measures to Big Yellow that others might see as excessive.
This was not an experiment on the earth yellow pill in Liu Zhenghong's eyes; rather, she believed it was the best protection and assistance for it, the optimal solution!
From Ye Zhongming's perspective, understanding this method, it was more akin to essence plundering than a genetic relocation.
Looking at Yangos now, a level-eight dragon race lifeform, after going through a series of procedures, only one breath remained. One could imagine how brutal this operation, or experiment, was.
"You don't need to look at me like that; the law of the jungle has remained unchanged since ancient times."
Faced with the complex gaze of the Evil Dragon, filled with hatred, anger, pleading, and hope, Ye Zhongming responded.
Perhaps dragons held special significance for many Earthlings who grew up on novels and films, but for Ye Zhongming, they were far less important than the earth yellow pill, even if it was a level-eight lifeform.
For Big Yellow's health and well-being, sacrificing Yangos was something Ye Zhongming did without a shred of hesitation.
His compassion and goodwill were directed only towards his own, and Yangos was nowhere near deserving.
"Save me..."
The Evil Dragon could no longer produce sound, only transmitting faint signals through its mental force, trying to make Ye Zhongming understand.
The King of Cloud Summit sat beside the flickering flames, half of his face hidden in darkness, appearing light and dark as the firelight danced.
"I actually have two choices," Ye Zhongming raised his head, looking at the already lifeless Evil Dragon on the ground.
"After this operation, your body has suffered severe trauma; you might... die."
As he said this, there was a clear emotional change in Yangos' eyes.
Ye Zhongming saw it but felt no ripple in his heart. He took out two items.
"This is a potion called... the Necromancer's Pet Ticket." Ye Zhongming raised the first item, a round-bottom flask filled with dark liquid that seemed to be slowly boiling, constantly bubbling.
"If you take this, you will become an undead lifeform. Although you won't be able to maintain your consciousness, your level and energy can be completely converted into a powerful undead bone dragon."
"In a sense, this is a continuation of your life."
His voice echoed in the villa's night, only to be met with Yangos' terrified denial in his mind.
"No... no... it can't be."
Ye Zhongming set down the Necromancer's Pet Ticket and picked up the second item.
"This is the Soul Servant Scroll. After using it, your life will be connected with mine. As long as I don't die, you won't die either, and you will even gain some power from me."