My Identity Is Becoming More and More Astonishing-Chapter 352 - 186 Who Says Humanity Has No Great Emperor? (Part 2)

"In the last few decades, among ordinary humans, monsters have often been born." The second elder spoke rapidly, "These monsters lack reason and are extremely bloodthirsty. They have severely disrupted the social stability of the ’Holy Spirit Clan’ civilization."

"Exactly!" The head elder finally caught up with the train of thought and continued, "At first, it was just one or two. Later, there were more and more of them. They even appeared in every city. As a result, the ’Holy Spirit Clan’ imposed high-pressure rule over ordinary humans, but they didn’t expect it to lead to a massive outbreak of those monsters."

"Monsters?" A glint flashed in Chen Yu’s eyes. "Born from ordinary humans?"

"That’s right." The head elder opened up further, "If you’d seen them with your own eyes, you’d know they no longer belong to humanity. They’ve completely turned into monsters. Since we humans are a subordinate civilization to the ’Holy Spirit Clan,’ living together with them, the chief issued an order twenty years ago to exterminate all ordinary humans to prevent further disruption of social stability and to avoid angering the ’Holy Spirit Clan’ against us Transcendents..."

The second elder nodded summarizing, "This way, first, it ensures that the human Transcendents can continue to survive and civilization can persist under the ’Holy Spirit Clan.’ Second, it also ensures the quality of individual humans."

"...That kind of monster." Chen Yu scanned the two, "After they die, do they leave behind a bead?"

"Yes!" The head elder nodded vigorously. "It seems you, sir, have also encountered those monsters."

Chen Yu: "Call me Godfather."

Head Elder: "Godfather, sir."

"Those beads, how have you disposed of them?"

"We’ve thrown them into warehouses in various forbidden areas," the head elder said, spreading his hands. "Besides looking pretty, they don’t seem to have any use. The masters of the Holy Spirit Clan don’t need them."

"..."

’So that’s how it is.’

’So that’s how it is.’

’The so-called monsters are the original evil beings...’

Closing his eyes, Chen Yu’s brain whirred into action.

Humans, being a subsidiary race, naturally have to cater to the higher species.

And being so much weaker in strength, any casual action from them could exterminate the entire human race.

Therefore, it can be understood why the average "self-serving" human Transcendents would abandon ship, cannon, horse, soldier, elephant, and guard to protect the general (throwing everything away, huh?).

But in doing so, it’s merely survival on borrowed time, a desperate measure.

Without the vast number of ordinary humans to back them up, the transcendent group within civilization will dwindle.

And the fewer there are in the transcendent group, the fewer high-level Transcendents will naturally be.

According to the "princess’s" statement, the number of A-levels depends on the size of the B-level group.

The number of B-levels depends on the size of the C-level group.

The C-level... and so on.

Without ordinary people, just how long can these temporarily surviving ability users last?

More pressingly, he, Chen Yu, is currently just at the B+ level, his lifespan barely reaching eight hundred years.

Without the support of a large number of B-level individuals, how can he advance to A-level?

How can he survive for a few thousand more years?

Even if he has the method of copying skills through "titles," what he copies from the higher species is always "abilities," not their secret techniques of cultivation.

Because the "Defying Fate Skill" he practices is a "Body Tempering Secret Skill" unique to humanity.

One layer is equivalent to F-.

Three layers are equivalent to F+.

Continuing like this, until fifteen layers is equivalent to the current B+.

If he were to suddenly switch to a foreign cultivation system, could there be side effects? Could there be physiological conflicts? Or even, could it cause him to self-destruct out of the blue (…)?

All of these are unknown.

Therefore, what suits him best is to copy the human Transcendents’ Body Refinement Secret Skills beyond the sixteenth level. Smoothly advance to the supreme A-level.

Or, relying on his own practice, refine the "Body Refinement Secret Skill" to the sixteenth level and step into A-level.

But either of those methods requires the scale of the human group to grow significantly...

With this thought.

Chen Yu had a plan forming in his mind.

He aimed to overthrow the bullshit rule of the Holy Spirit Clan and the Divine Spirit Tribe, lead humanity to independence, reproduce and flourish, and encourage the birth of second, third, fourth, and fifth children.

And ninety-nine treasures per birthing.

Strive to rapidly increase the human population to over a hundred billion.

Meanwhile, living among the cruel multitudes of species, surrounded by enemies. To ensure these people’s safety, awakening their own abilities simply won’t be quick enough.

So he also needed to "create" more Transcendents as soon as possible, to solidify the foundation.

As for what to create them with...

Didn’t that head elder mention there are a bunch of "soul beads" in the warehouse?

"..."

In just a few minutes, he had a full plan.

But the sense of foreboding in Chen Yu’s heart grew stronger.

’Dammit.’

’I couldn’t possibly be that Great Emperor...’

...

Night.

Deepened.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a sudden dull thud, the heavy door to the luxurious bedroom of the "Holy Spirit Clan" master on the third floor of the stone castle was kicked open.

A second later, it landed heavily on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Huh? What’s that?"

The "old sow," who was lying on the bed embracing a young human girl, sat up abruptly (to say nothing of her), shocked as she looked towards the figure outside the door.

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In the spotlight’s glare,

The figure seemed "slender" and "elongated."

Yet it appeared as grim as a vengeful ghost, "sharp" and "pointed."

"Who is it?!" Briefly stunned, the "old sow" flew into a rage, her C- level ability fluctuations erupting violently, "Who dares to seek death!"

"It’s me."

"Snap!"

The spotlight went dark.

With the backlight gone, the old sow immediately got a clear view of the visitor’s face.

It was a human.