I Can Reap Qi Fortune from Players-Chapter 536 - 27: Pseudo-human Calamity Erupts!

Under the sea, somewhere in the abyss.

The Four Seas are vast and sparsely populated, and the edges of the Four Seas, the Sea Extreme, are even more a frozen land.

It is perpetually frozen here, inhabited by snow bears, ice sea fish, and other aquatic species.

Even the Ice Dragon Race, most suited to this environment, is reluctant to dwell here, for the Dragon Race loves luxury, and their servants cannot serve them if they suffer from the cold here.

In this scarcely inhabited area, a young man clad in a thick cotton jacket opened a glacier and delved into an ancient tomb.

Hidden here is an unimaginably ancient Secret Realm.

"Who would have thought, that a sacred figure of humanity, after the Human Ancestor went mad in ancient times, would have his tomb buried in the sea?"

The Jiushui Crown Prince showed a hint of lament.

The Human Ancestor, the first emperor of humanity, was a mad emperor in history.

His life was too tumultuous, bearing too much pain, sacrificing too much for the Human Race.

The Jiushui Crown Prince had disappeared for a long time, until the recent announcement of the resurgence of the Xirong Divine Craftsman inspired him to undertake this journey to tread on this scarcely inhabited forbidden zone.

Inside the glacier, a dry and skinny old man resided in a thatched hut.

This tomb is extremely simple, even if someone sees it with their own eyes, they wouldn’t know it is an ancestral imperial mausoleum of immense historical significance.

"The Pseudo-humans, father has almost dealt with them." The Jiushui Crown Prince said, "Father’s greatest achievement in life was annihilating all Pseudo-humans, returning the world to us real humans."

No outsiders knew, the establishment of the Jiushui Dynasty was in fact destroying the structure of the Pseudo-humans, exterminating all Alien Races.

The old man’s eyelids lifted slightly, "Has the first-generation pseudo-human, the Human God, been captured too?"

"Yes." The Jiushui Crown Prince replied.

"Then I can rest in peace." The old man showed a look of remembrance.

No, you have already died.

The Jiushui Crown Prince said no more.

No one knows how the Jiushui Saint rose to power.

Can a person really reach such heights without a strong foundation, background, or serendipity?

And the greatest serendipity of the Jiushui Saint was coming to this glacier and accidentally encountering this old man.

Like the protagonist in a storybook, falling into an ancient tomb, and unexpectedly gaining inheritance.

The Jiushui Crown Prince said, "During my reign, almost all Pseudo-humans have already been purged. Now, it is the era belonging to us real humans."

"We emerged victorious, having endured countless ages for this day." Tears welled up in the Jiushui Crown Prince’s eyes, unable to calm his heart for a long time.

To reach this day, who knows how many people shed blood and lived with hatred.

The Human Ancestor smiled bitterly, "This battle, is too long, but since we won, history, should be revealed to the world."

"Yes, we mean to do just that." The Jiushui Crown Prince said, "So, please hand over the original version of the Pseudo-human to us."

The old man gazed at him silently.

Ignoring the sharp gaze, the Jiushui Crown Prince said, "The early-stage Pseudo-humans that haven’t evolved, their faces stiff, actions strange, easily identifiable..."

"Unlike those mature-stage Pseudo-humans evolving over generations, not easily discernible." 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"We are going to recreate the Pseudo-human Calamity with these early-stage Pseudo-humans, deploying them across continents and sea domains."

"Now that the dual Spirit Roots era of the Immortal Path has begun, Pseudo-humans are not only a threat but also an opportunity, which could help people of this era."

The old man listened to his words but asked, "In this period, are there any strong mature-stage Pseudo-humans out there?"

"Xin Xichen, hardly counts as a Pseudo-human anymore."

The Jiushui Crown Prince frowned, "As for powerful ones? Pseudo-humans have already been driven to remote places, building cities, and no geniuses."

"We cannot completely annihilate the remnants of the Pseudo-humans, Nine-State and Four Seas are too vast."

"If there’s truly any potential contemporary Pseudo-humans, Xu Huan... could be one, but he has awakened as a Ghost King, not counting as a Pseudo-human anymore."

The old man listened quietly, pondered for a long while, and finally sighed.

"I respect his choice."

The old man took out a Three Flower that had been frozen for countless years from the permafrost, "This is the prototype of the ancient Pseudo-humans."

It is a flower, resembling an animal, its roots sharp like iron wires, baring its fangs and claws with a tinge of eeriness and horror.

As if it could burrow into the skin of two people at any moment, continuously wriggling and struggling.

"Here you go, the early-stage Pseudo-human... Be careful, they will keep evolving, replacing brothers and sisters in families." The old man said.

The Jiushui Crown Prince carefully wrapped it in a box, bowed, and said, "I’ll take it."

Next, the Pseudo-human Calamity will erupt among humans and all Sub-humans.

This is strategically considered from all aspects!

The original version of Pseudo-humans has various obvious flaws, allowing the present living beings to better adapt and understand.

This is an inevitable process for humanity to realize the true historical reality, with perhaps great sacrifices, countless people being replaced by Pseudo-humans.

Better a short pain than a long one.

Some things must be healed by scraping down to the bone.

"By the way, aren’t you planning to restore the nation?" The old man asked.

"No." The Jiushui Crown Prince’s voice carried a hint of lament.

Though the Jiushui Dynasty has perished, he still has no intention of restoring the nation.

Because giving it to Xin Xichen was his father’s wish.

And he will respect his father.

Indeed, over these years, Xin Xichen has done exceedingly well.

The power of Firewood is too fitting in this era, constantly pushing the age forward, pioneering cultivation techniques, integrating information, advancing with innovation.

He is the most suited emperor for this era of Immortal Explosion.

"However, by now he should have burned father’s Embers, knowing some ancient affairs."

"He should know... his original self was a Pseudo-human, right?"

"Heh heh heh."

The Jiushui Crown Prince showed a hint of mockery, "These Pseudo-humans, with the evolution of the times, even completely believe themselves to be the Human Race."

"You may go, my madness is about to return." The old man’s face suddenly erupted with veins, as if countless plant roots were twitching and writhing across his face.

"Yes."

The Jiushui Crown Prince turned and left.

He looked at the endless glaciers and suddenly gazed up at the sky with a hint of mockery.

"Innate Spiritual Root, Three Flowers Blooming, Knowing I am Myself."

"This is the greatest scam in human history, isn’t it?"

"In this world, where is there such a thing as an Innate Spiritual Root Human Race? ... It’s just the parasitic flowers inside the body."

He held the struggling early-stage Pseudo-human in his hand and slowly tossed a flower into the sea:

"The moment when Three Flowers Bloom, Knowing I am Myself?"

"Indeed... Knowing I am Myself, because the ’I’ parasitized inside has awakened, completely taking over this body, borrowing the mother’s ’I’ to finally be born."

"Knowing I am Myself, thus knowing I am Myself...."

"Hahaha! Hahaha!!!" He laughed mockingly, "Yes, for them, it’s the awakening of their kin, of course they know who! Knowing I am Myself!"

Splosh!

The parasitic flower entered the sea.

He tossed them along the way, planning to spread them across the entire Nine-State and Four Seas.

"Erupt."

"The ancient Pseudo-human Calamity, human origin, will return to the past in this era."

"Let those innate humans see, that one Innate Spiritual Root you pride yourself on..."

"What it really is!!"