Legend of the Mythological Genes

After coming out of the virtual cabin, Feng Lin got up and smiled.

The rewards he had gained from the trip to the virtual universe was a lot.

The Mythology Collection Society’s basic form had been established.

Given the foundation and strength that Zhu Tiangang, Yana, and the others had, he reckoned that he would be able to reap rewards very quickly. He would have to take action quickly as well.

He re-entered the many details that had been discussed earlier into the club’s information, perfecting them. He was going to wait until the opportunity came for him to start recruiting members and gradually growing stronger.

The Mythology Collection Society targeted elites, and the recruitment of each member would need to be assessed by him. Those who had no potential and could only help make up the numbers mustn’t be accepted.

The first condition for the elites who wished to enter the club would be for them to bring out at least one piece of a mythological relic. Otherwise, it would be useless to continue the conversation.

This was the most basic criteria for entering. If they couldn’t even do this, they’d just be wasting each other’s time and effort.

With these details discussed, what was next was to slowly recruit members to expand the club.

However, this wasn’t something that needed to be rushed. Feng Lin saw that many messages were flashing non-stop on his identity microchip. It seemed as if many people had left him messages.

He tapped open and saw the holographic projection of a middle-aged man with a grim countenance. He said in a deep voice, “Second Lieutenant Feng Lin, report to the Interstellar Warfare Unit’s Logistic Unit immediately!”

The day had come to start reporting to the Great Wall Army.

Feng Lin looked at the time the message was sent. It was exactly one hour ago. He quickly put on his smart military uniform, put on the military badge, and walked out.

The interior of every star station was a huge battle fortress.

He took the elevator and quickly descended to the bottom of the fortress.

Flames were seething outside the translucent alloy, and he was getting closer and closer to the star that was attempting to drown him completely.

With the entire star as energy, the technology that this fortress contained was beyond one’s imagination.

If technologies were developed to the extreme, they might not be weaker than mythological genes.

With mythological genes and technology together, one would evolve human lives on the intrinsic level and the other would change the universe’s environment.

One took action from the inside and the other from the outside. This was how the interstellar humans kept on getting stronger.

Feng Lin faintly had some comprehension.

He took the elevator and headed down, quickly arriving in basement 11,723.

He had entered the deepest part of the star, with the elevator’s surroundings being immersed within the star’s molten lava. However, the temperature inside seemed perfectly normal.

Boom!

The elevator arrived and the door opened.

“You’re Feng Lin?” A middle-aged officer with a tall and straight figure walked up to him. The military badge he wore was that of a Lieutenant Colonel’s.

“Greetings, Sir!” As a newly-enlisted militant, he quickly saluted when he saw a higher ranking officer.

“Hello, I am the Head of the Medicine Refinement Department in the Interstellar Warfare’s Logistic Unit, Hong Tianchou. From today onward, you have been assigned to work under me. According to the Marshall’s orders, I’ve already made arrangements for you to have a high end, independent medicinal refinement lab. Follow me!” The Lieutenant Colonel assessed Feng Lin and then nodded.

“Yes, Sir!” Feng Lin called out with a strong voice.

The two of them walked into the deepest part of the fortress, with one behind the other.

“Welcome to the astral-grade refinement chamber!” The A.I. automatically recognized the duo’s arrival, and a great alloy door suddenly opened, presenting a massive and high technological laboratory. The room was well lit and there were all sorts of scientific devices. They were all top-notch refining devices that were forged from the best materials, providing an extremely high level of precision.

Medicine refinement was an art that required a high level of precision, and the slightest bit of difference would bring about a vast change.

As one of the top ten universities in the universe, what the Great Wall University used was naturally the best in interstellar space.

Some of these devices were things that Feng Lin had only heard of before but was seeing it for the first time. Right now, they were all presented before him, and he could use them freely.

As a Medicinal Refinement Master and an Alchemist, he couldn’t help but feel happy.

Feng Lin glanced around briefly and then smiled, saying, “These are enough!”

His medicinal refinement skills relied on using the spirit force to perform the most concise control over the medical properties, and thus his requirements for devices weren’t high. These were sufficient.

Without this capability that allowed him to break away from the restrictions of devices, it would be impossible for him to have refined all sorts of medicine all this while under complicated situations.

“Alright! Second Lieutenant Feng Lin, listen up. I’m now representing the Interstellar Warfare Unit to assign you a special military mission!” announced the Lieutenant Colonel with a solemn expression.

Feng Lin listened respectfully.

“Everything in our Great Wall Army has its military order. We won’t oppress any students or soldiers, and if there are missions, there will be rewards. After you complete the mission, we’ll give you a relative amount of contribution points as a reward. You should have guessed it by now. The medicinal refinement team you lead has the sole mission of refining the crimson refinement gunpowder—the great killing weapon used to fight against spirits!” the Lieutenant Colonel said in a deep voice.

Feng Lin nodded. He had naturally thought of this.

“This is the reward that we’ll be giving for this mission. If the team you lead can produce 100 kilograms or more of crimson refinement gunpowder within a month, we’ll reward you with one million contribution points. If you can produce 500 kilograms or more, we’ll give you ten million contribution points. If you can produce over 1,000 kilograms, then congratulations. Not only will you receive 30 million contribution points, but you’ll also be promoted to become a Lieutenant!” The Lieutenant Colonel gave a detailed listing of the reward.

To simplify things, the more crimson refinement gunpowder produced, the greater the rewards.

(Refining 1,000 kilograms of crimson refinement gunpowder within a month?)

(Do you think that genetic medicine is inexpensive cabbage?)

Feng Lin couldn’t help but lament in his heart.

Although the reward was great, it wasn’t that easy to get them.

It was impossible for him to refine so much crimson refinement gunpowder alone. And even with the support from the spirit force, Feng Lin wouldn’t be able to do it.

With the great reward, there would definitely be people with the courage to fight for it!

He could tell the goal behind this mission. They wanted him to teach his subordinates and let them master the technique to refine the crimson refinement gunpowder as well. With the joint efforts of the entire team, they’d be able to complete the mission.

The promotion was the greatest temptation.

It was a blatant and open scheme that Feng Lin was unable to refuse.

In fact, he wouldn’t refuse it either!

The crimson refinement gunpowder was actually a weak item if it wasn’t used to fight against the spirit race. The skill required wasn’t complicated and wouldn’t involve the core skill of the Crystallized Medicine Creation Technique. If he could use it in exchange for military title and contribution points, why wouldn’t he?

As expected, the Lieutenant Colonel took the initiative to speak up, “Don’t worry! You need to know that the crimson refinement gunpowder is of extreme importance in our impending war against the spirit race. If there is a sufficient amount of it, it can be our killing weapon. Although the mission is a little difficult and we might be forcing you into doing things, if you have any special requests for the type of people you need as your subordinates, you can list them. We’ll prioritize the arrangement of your helpers. As long as you list the conditions, we’ll be able to find you the talent that you require!”

He sounded extremely confident.

“Alright, I agree to it!” Feng Lin didn’t hesitate and agreed on the spot. “Sir, please send me the records of the Medicinal Refinement Masters in the Great Wall University and the military. I wish to go through them to make my selection!”

“I already have them ready!” Seeing that Feng Lin had agreed, the Lieutenant Colonel smiled and nodded, sending over a tremendous amount of information.

Feng Lin tapped it open and his identity microchip displayed many people’s appearances, information, identities, and most importantly, their abilities in medicinal refinement…

All of them were rare medicinal refinement masters in the interstellar space and the lowest amongst them was a high-grade medicinal refiner. There were also quite many Medicinal Refinement Grandmasters.