Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast

Chapter 439: Chapter 223: Breaking the Genetic Shackles, Void Double Pupils, Talent Super Enhanced (Seeking Monthly Pass)_2

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At this moment, Jack Clark turned his head to look at Marla Fiore: “Assistant Marla, does Miss Ward have any plans for the afternoon?”

Marla Fiore said, “This afternoon, llisa has a dress fitting. The concert is opening tomorrow night, so we need to determine early which dresses she will wear and which props she’ll use.”

“Does Brother Callum have something on his mind?”

Jack Clark shook his head: “No, just asking about the schedule.”

Suddenly, Mathilda Ward said, “Sister Jessica, this afternoon I want to read for a while. Let’s cancel the plans, and do the fitting and props tomorrow morning.”

“…Alright.” Marla Fiore was slightly stunned, somewhat puzzled as to why Mathilda Ward wanted to cancel the already confirmed schedule.

Jack Clark too paused for a moment.

At the cafeteria table, Jack Clark glanced at the ‘little bit’ of food in front of Marla Fiore and Mathilda Ward and couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity, “Don’t you girls get hungry eating just this little all day?”

Marla Fiore shook her head: “Not at all. Mr. Callum, you may think our food isn’t much, but together, the calories are enough for the day’s consumption.” In front of the two women was a small clump of rice, two prawns about forty grams each, a meticulously cooked small steak, and a serving of vegetables.

This was their lunch, which would not even suffice for Jack Clark, a cultivator, let alone his brother Glenn Clark, in a single bite.

If you fed that guy this little each day, he would’ve long since taken up residence by the riverside with a fishing rod and barbecue grill.

At this thought, Jack Clark also started feeling homesick, but he immediately suppressed the idea of making a phone call back home.

No rush. This mission is only for a little over two months, which is just the end of the next semester.

At this time, Damon Lopes, who had been out and about all morning, popped up, carrying a large portion of food cooked with Mutated Beast Meat and sat down at the three-person table.

Damon Lopes slapped Jack Clark’s shoulder with a grin: “Brother Callum, you worked hard this morning.”

“Hard work is a bit much, but where did Brother Lopes go off to this morning?” Jack Clark was a bit curious.

“Didn’t go anywhere, just bonded with some staff members, hehe, and made a few new friends along the way.”

“I find the beauties in Green Mountain City so gentle, and their voices so pleasant.”

Jack Clark paused for a moment: “…How many red envelopes did you send out this morning?”

“Not much, just tens of thousands.”

“As long as the big boss is happy,” Jack Clark nodded his head.

Tens of thousands a day, that’s about the value of killing a Level 2 Mutated Beast. Indeed, not much.

In the afternoon, inside the hotel suite, Mathilda Ward quietly read her book, enjoying the rare peace and quiet.

The sunlight was shining brightly outside the window.

On the balcony, Jack Clark sat cross-legged on a soft cushion, his eyes slightly closed as he mobilized the internal power within his body and prepared to engrave space runes on his right arm.

The runes formed by the body and Giant Beast differ slightly. As a more powerful Avatar, the Giant Beast will bear the brunt of the stress associated with opening pathways.

This is why the Thunderflame Beheamoth engraved the runes on its feather horn.

Hu hu!!

As a powerful Will surged, a strong wind encircled Jack Clark. His sleeves and hair fluttered. Solidified golden red Blood Qi converged upon his right arm.

With his spirit and True Strength merging and Blood Qi solidifying, Jack Clark’s right arm’s clothes silently shattered, starting from the wrist, as mysterious golden red runes emerged inch by inch.

These golden red runes spread up the arm like vine tendrils.

As time passed, more and more golden red runes appeared on Jack Clark’s arm, slowly covering the entire forearm, and the mysterious Aura grew stronger. Crack!

At that moment, Marla Fiore pushed the room’s door open, about to say something, but was immediately silenced by the girls on the sofa with a gesture.

After Marla Fiore approached, Mathilda Ward whispered: “Brother Callum is cultivating. Don’t disturb him.”

Then, Marla Fiore also saw the meditating silhouette of Jack Clark, the sound of the wind, his wild hair, and his arm shining with golden red Radiance. All were extraordinary.

Seeing this scene, envy appeared in Marla Fiore’s eyes.

Soon, Marla Fiore, who came to see Mathilda Ward, finished discussing business then carefully left.

Past five in the afternoon, as Jack Clark’s right arm became covered with mysterious golden red patterns and they formed a whole, an invisible Spatial Fluctuation suddenly Burst.

Humm!

With the golden red rune twinkling, the space around Jack Clark became unstable, with invisible transparent ripples spreading and Distorting.

Jack Clark slowly opened his eyes and looked down at the glowing spatial runes on his right arm, smiling.

After working hard for so long… well, just a few days, he had finally managed to open the channel between his body and Avatar. Now it was time for Waken River to take off.

At that moment, Mathilda Ward’s head popped up from behind, curiously looking at the gradually fading runes on Jack Clark’s arm.

“Brother Callum, haven’t you been creating a Secret Book recently? This seems to involve space runes, right?”

Jack Clark nonchalantly replied: “I’ve been researching spatial powers recently, and today was just an experiment.” With that, Jack Clark didn’t continue.

An experiment. Mathilda Ward naturally didn’t believe Jack Clark’s words, but she didn’t press further.

Night!

After ensuring that Mathilda Ward wasn’t going out, Jack Clark returned to his room past eight in the evening.

Then he closed the door, drew the curtains, and took a deep breath in his room. He began operating the copious Golden True Dragon Power within him, activating the runes.

At the same time, in the Ice Crystal Palace under the deep sea.

The Thunderflame Beheamoth, which was already waiting, let out a low growl. Golden flames erupted on the three pairs of red feather horns on either side of the dragon head, intertwined with silver runes twinkling.

Humm!

Humm!

With runes activating, coordinates set, and golden runes appearing on Jack Clark’s arm with circles of silver radiance sparkling, the surrounding space began to twist and ripple..