I Have Infinite Skill Points-Chapter 535: Within a Dream, 600 Years Have Passed
Space twisted for a moment, and Wang Lan with his four companions reappeared in front of Drulu. Emperor Bai and the others were panting heavily, looking depleted, yet seemingly not a hair on them was harmed?
"This is impossible!" Drulu’s face changed drastically for the first time. The attack he had just used was the strongest one he could muster, something he once used to shatter a warship. The humans in front of him might have been reasonably strong, but they absolutely should not have survived a strike powered by the fusion of his five attributes.
It was as if I could beat you half to death with punches and kicks, but now that I’ve pulled out a gun and fired, you all are miraculously immune?
In that critical moment, Wang Lan realized that Qing Emperor and the others had no chance of withstanding the attack. Its power exceeded everyone’s understanding; they wouldn’t just be unable to resist—they would be completely vaporized by it.
So Wang Lan made a split-second decision to use Dance of the Dark Butterfly to get in the middle of them, and without a second thought, grabbed all four and activated teleportation. Wang Lan wasn’t even sure he had grabbed everyone in time when he teleported.
Fortunately, after teleporting to the Capital, all four emperors were there, none missing.
Wang Lan actually had such a battle tactic? Qing Emperor and the others were immediately impressed. The battlefield was in the desert, and the Demon Clan’s masters could bomb it however they wanted—did they think they could blow a hole through Sky Blue Star? Teleportation was not only Wang Lan’s desperation move to save his own skin but also a means of rescuing others.
In Drulu’s eyes, it seemed like Wang Lan and his companions had all miraculously survived his full-powered strike, but in reality, they had simply run away and come back.
「Elsewhere, in the military research base beneath the western mountain range, life scientists carefully cut open a raw stone and then meticulously removed the frail, white-haired, and emaciated King Jiangshan, who looked much like a dried-up wooden stake.」
"Metabolic resuscitation has started... Injecting energy substance... No good, cells are dying at a rapid rate... The death rate is extremely fast! Quick, Professor Wang Qi, prepare to inject the Longevity Elixir!"
The previously orderly process was suddenly interrupted. No one had anticipated that King Jiangshan would begin to wither away so rapidly upon being released from the stone. But upon closer consideration, it made a kind of sense.
King Jiangshan had sealed himself within the stone because he had reached the end of his lifespan, much like a frog buried in a coal mine. His metabolism was reduced to its lowest, and as soon as he was unsealed, the previously interrupted death process would immediately resume.
"Longevity Elixir injection complete."
"Add the assisted breathing system! Insufficient red blood cell supply, hurry with the blood transfusion! Nutrients are lacking, quickly provide high-purity energy bars, the injectable kind! Damn it, hurry up!"
The urgency of the situation forced even the erudite professor to start cursing. Meanwhile, Yu Ruoyun watched the frantic activity through the glass, her nerves on edge.
Yu Ruoyun was worried about so many things: whether King Jiangshan could be revived, how Wang Lan was doing and if he might have already fallen in battle, and also whether King Jiangshan, upon learning that the Great Jade Dynasty was no more and had become Jade Country, might be swayed by his uncles and other relatives.
"Vital signs are stabilizing! New cells are dividing... The Longevity Elixir is taking effect!"
Inside the lab, the researchers’ faces lit up with delight as they looked at the data. To them, the success of the experiment and the achievement of results were their greatest joy. As for the consequences... that wasn’t their concern.
"It’s truly unbelievable. Something theoretically impossible has succeeded..." a white-haired scholar exclaimed in amazement as he looked at the records on the equipment.
"The essence of the Longevity Elixir is to integrate the telomerase that synthesizes telomeres into the genome, so that cell telomeres don’t shorten after division. But this should only be possible when the subject is in a stable life state, with at least three more months of life remaining. Yet the experimental subject was on the brink of death, cells dying rapidly throughout his body. Theoretically, he wouldn’t have lived long enough for the telomerase from the Life Potion to take effect. He would still die. It’s too unbelievable."
"Indeed, it’s incomprehensible. I can only say that this experimental subject is an exception."
THUMP—THUMP—THUMP—
The slow thumping of his heart could be heard, like the rumbling of an engine. Soon, his heartbeat began to accelerate, even as its force gradually diminished.
All the instrument indicators began to improve, gradually normalizing. Then, the scientists began to remove some of the cumbersome equipment. King Jiangshan was wheeled out of the lab, with only the intravenous nutrients continuing to feed his body uninterrupted.
King Jiangshan’s body, now like a dry sponge, was frantically absorbing moisture. As time went by, a layer of pale, white cuticle suddenly appeared on his face.
The cuticle became more and more apparent, as if peeling away from the skin. Wang Qi hesitated for a moment, then took up scissors and cut through the thin film—the layer of dead skin shed by King Jiangshan.
The large number of cells that had previously died were expelled to the surface of his skin. With the effects of the telomerase, the cells’ telomeres were rejuvenated, and King Jiangshan could once again produce new, young cells.
Thus, the dead and aged cells were quickly replaced by fresh cells, and the old cells formed a layer of skin on the surface. Clearly, however, King Jiangshan’s metabolic rate far exceeded all expectations.
The scientists peeled off the layer of sloughed-off skin that enveloped King Jiangshan, revealing a completely new King Jiangshan. His face had regained its youth, and even his snow-white hair had turned raven black.
If King Jiangshan had previously resembled a centenarian mummy, he now looked like a striking young man. This fantastical scene unfolding before their eyes once again triggered exclamations of amazement from the scientists.
Indeed, the nutrients absorbed by King Jiangshan could convert into bodily cells, capable of growing a skeleton into a normal body. But isn’t a transformation process needed? Shouldn’t that take time?
The human body is a very precise, highly logical instrument. Everything has a process. Yet here he is, undergoing such drastic changes in just a few minutes—it’s very unscientific!
But the fact was right before their eyes. It didn’t matter how unscientific it was; they couldn’t just dissect King Jiangshan to find out exactly what was going on.
As King Jiangshan’s body recovered, he was suddenly enveloped by an energy field. Sensing the energy field, Yu Ruoyun hurriedly dispersed the surrounding scientists.
These scientists were all ordinary people. If even a little bit of King Jiangshan’s energy were to overflow, these ordinary scientists would meet their maker.
With each passing second, Yu Ruoyun watched King Jiangshan without blinking. After a short while, King Jiangshan’s eyelids trembled slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
Upon opening, King Jiangshan’s eyes were full of bewilderment, his thoughts still blank. It took more than ten seconds for the light to return to his eyes and his consciousness to clear.
King Jiangshan quickly sat up, looked at his palms, and then touched his face. "Could it be... I succeeded? Was that glimmer of life I grasped real?"
"Your descendant, Yu Ruoyun, pays her respects to King Jiangshan!" Yu Ruoyun’s crisp voice rang out, interrupting King Jiangshan’s thoughts.
King Jiangshan looked over, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. Yu Ruoyun’s current attire is a bit off from my aesthetic taste, and it somewhat resembles the dress of foreign tribes... but it’s also different. At least in my memory, no foreign tribe dressed like this.
Most importantly, this girl claims to be my descendant?
"Are you a princess or a duchess of the present time?" he asked.
"To answer the Great Ancestor, present society no longer has..."
"Your Highness, she is Princess Yu Ruoyun!" General Nie quickly interrupted Yu Ruoyun. The urgent priority was for King Jiangshan to repel the enemy, not to be briefed on socialist values—explaining such concepts to an ancient king was surely a jest.
"So, a princess... How long have I been asleep?"
"Nearly six hundred years."
"Six hundred years... Time flies so fast..." King Jiangshan murmured with a sigh.
"Great Ancestor, I beg you to save Jade Country, to save the world!" Yu Ruoyun knelt and pleaded. "The Demon Clan has come to slaughter our human race again..."
"Oh? The Demon Clan has attacked? What is the current state of the battle?"
"The Demon Clan’s army has not yet descended, but a Demon expert has come ahead. His strength is too powerful, surpassing our human race’s foremost expert by at least one realm. In the western desert, human experts are resisting him, but they are about to be overwhelmed... Please, Great Ancestor, for the sake of the human race, strike down this Demon!"
King Jiangshan closed his eyes slightly, pondering for a few seconds before opening them again. "Indeed, there is a rather strong presence. Very good, very good. When I, Yu Changqing, was born, the Demon Clan had receded. As my life was nearing its end, the Demons had not yet arrived. I was born Yu Changqing, yet I was unable to subdue demons and leave behind a mighty legacy of battle like my ancestors—truly regrettable. To think that upon waking after six hundred years, Demons would come to offer their lives in celebration! Marvelous, marvelous! Uh... where are my clothes?"
"Your clothes are here!" General Nie hurriedly brought over the clothes. With Yu Ruoyun’s assistance, King Jiangshan dressed, casually draping his hair behind his head, once again looking like a graceful young man.
"Ruoyun, how old are you this year?"
"Ah?" Yu Ruoyun looked at the Great Ancestor, surprised, her cheeks blushing slightly. What does the Great Ancestor mean?
"What’s with the ’ah’? Your Cultivation Level is not weak. You seem young, and I wanted to assess your talent. After all, I know that some Star Martial Skills are of little use beyond preserving one’s appearance. In my view, such Star Martial Skills are a total waste, yet some female Star Martial Warriors enjoy practicing them."
"Oh, Ruoyun is twenty-two this year."
"Twenty-two, and already half a step beyond the pinnacle... Your future achievements will not be beneath mine. Six hundred years later, our royal family has produced another exceptional prodigy. Very good. Come, accompany me to meet that Demon."
Guided by General Nie, King Jiangshan and Yu Ruoyun took the elevator to the surface. King Jiangshan was curious about everything in the current world, but he managed to restrain himself from asking questions.
As King Jiangshan, he could not be asking questions like a child. He would wait for an opportunity in the future to understand what had happened during these six hundred years and why there were so many novel things.
In King Jiangshan’s mind, such immense changes shouldn’t occur in just six hundred years. In his era, even if one traveled five or six hundred years into the past, it seemed that lifestyle habits would not have changed much.
Stepping outside, King Jiangshan grabbed Yu Ruoyun’s arm, and with a WHOOSH, they disappeared before everyone’s eyes.
「At that moment, in the desert battlefield, Drulu still stood above like a deity, looking down upon the four men who had fallen haphazardly.」
These four were not defeated by Drulu’s blows but were exhausted to the point of collapse.
Wang Lan, though very fatigued, still doggedly clenched his teeth against the wind and sand, staggering on his feet.
"I was just wondering how you managed to avoid my lethal moves time and again, thinking my attacks had become ineffective against you. It turns out it was your doing, you brat! To think that the rare Space-time Attributes would appear—you really do deserve to die!"
