Chapter 347 - 319: Extraordinary Ability Enhancement
Mogu’s teachings were a shot in the arm for everyone in the Home who, after becoming Extraordinary, had felt lost and struggled to find the path forward.
Qin Ziwu’s spirits lifted. "So that’s how it is. I know what direction to work toward now."
A flicker of light passed through Du Yu’s eyes. Ever since he had become Extraordinary and shattered his body’s Shackles, he had trained diligently day after day. Although he felt a minuscule improvement in his physical condition, the gains were marginal. ’It seems,’ he thought, ’that I’ve been putting my efforts in the wrong direction.’
He recalled how he had bathed in Dragon Blood before his breakthrough, a practice he had stopped afterward.
’Perhaps,’ he thought, ’I can try it again.’
Cao Biansheng thought about his own Extraordinary breakthrough. ’Is my path forward to just keep slaughtering on the battlefield? But where would I find so many people to kill? I enjoy a good fight, but I’m not some butcher who gets off on killing.’
’Besides fighting people, would slaughtering beasts work?’
’My path is called Slaughterer. That doesn’t just mean humans. Other living things should count, right?’
𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮
Everyone present began to contemplate their own paths.
Red Hare snorted, then ambled past leisurely.
A long line of mares trailed behind it, following at its heels.
Upon returning to the Home, Red Hare had immediately sought out the mares, leading them on a patrol as if inspecting his own territory.
He strutted at the head of the procession, his neighs joyful and proud.
The mares swished their tails, following closely behind Red Hare.
Listening to the incessant neighing and seeing Red Hare’s carefree, smug expression...
Qin Ziwu couldn’t help but remark, "That guy is happy every single day. Sometimes I really envy him. It’s just different when you have good racial talents."
Mogu said, "The gap between innate racial abilities can be overcome."
As his words fell, a brief silence descended.
All eyes fell on him.
Mogu smiled faintly and crossed his arms. "I have done so myself."
Qin Ziwen sized Mogu up. ’No wonder his strength was so astonishing back on the seabed.’
’Apparently, it wasn’t just due to his high Extraordinary Level. There were other factors involved.’
Mogu said, "There is more than one way to overcome the gap in innate racial abilities. I once visited a place—a Miracle Building—that could produce all sorts of magical dishes.
"I paid a great price to taste one of their meals. It was said to be made from rare ingredients, and after eating it, my innate racial talents were enhanced."
’A Miracle Building?’
Qin Ziwen’s expression flickered. He thought of the two Miracle Cards he had acquired.
Miracle Cards were used to construct Miracle Buildings.
’I wonder if the two Miracle Buildings I’ll be able to construct will have such magical effects.’
He felt a new sense of anticipation for the Miracle Buildings he had yet to construct.
Qin Ziwen then led Mogu and Lorne to the Hundred Schools Book Tower.
As an Extraordinary Heroic Unit summoned via a Recruitment Card, Mogu retained many of his memories. He claimed that in his past life, he had come from a Tuiyuan of the Fishman Race, though how long ago that was could no longer be determined.
There was no frame of reference to measure the time that had passed.
After his death, he became a Recruitment Card, waiting to be summoned once more.
This time, however, he had lost his status as Master of Tuiyuan, his new existence tied to the Recruitment Card.
The information Mogu shared shocked quite a few people.
"So you’re saying... we have a chance to see the dead again!?" Cao Biansheng asked eagerly, thinking of his fallen friends and classmates.
’If I can live long enough, could I meet them again someday?’
Mogu said, "Theoretically, it’s possible. But the dead don’t reappear in the same batch of Tuiyuan. Besides, the world is vast, and no one knows how many Tuiyuan exist. Even if someone is truly reborn as a Recruiter, the chances of a reunion are infinitesimal."
"I’m not expecting a reunion, but just knowing they have a chance to live again is enough to make me happy." A smile spread across Cao Biansheng’s face.
Qin Ziwen was a little puzzled. He had the feeling that Mogu knew far more than Li Tieshan. Li Tieshan’s memories of his past life were mostly a blur, with only his skills and general knowledge remaining intact.
Mogu explained, "It’s related to one’s Realm. The more powerful the individual, the more memories they can retain. In truth, I only remember fragments myself; many things have become a blur."
Cao Biansheng froze. ’Is that how it works?’
’In that case,’ he thought, ’given his former classmates’ Star Levels, even if they did meet again, they wouldn’t recognize him. At most, they might just say curiously, ’You look a little familiar.’’
Chatting as they went, Qin Ziwen led them to the Hundred Schools Book Tower.
After the initial excitement had died down, there were fewer people at the Hundred Schools Book Tower than before.
At least the line at the entrance wasn’t as long.
Inside the tower, Lorne closed his eyes and tried to convert the abilities he had mastered into books.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
POOF!
Finally, a thin booklet materialized in his palm.
*Basic Fishman Language General Knowledge*
Lorne sheepishly placed the booklet on a shelf. He had wracked his brain, trying to convert everything he knew, but in the end, he’d only managed to produce a single book!
He stole a glance at Mogu, who was squatting beside him.
Books were flying out of Mogu’s palms one after another. Lorne’s eyes widened in disbelief. ’How can there be so many?!’
*Intermediate Fishman Language General Knowledge*, *Complete Techniques of Underwater Hand-to-hand Combat*, *In-Depth Explanation of Deep Sea Body Forging Art*, *Intermediate Spear Skill*, *Extraordinary Basic Knowledge*, *Intermediate Water Flow Sensing Experience*, *Deep Sea Prey Weakness Analysis*...
One after another, they appeared, making Lorne’s scalp tingle in astonishment.
’And here I was, thinking I knew a lot. I was supposed to be the smartest person in the tribe, second only to the chieftain.’
’I can’t believe this big lug, who doesn’t even look like a proper member of the Sacrificial Race, knows so much!’
"That’s all," Mogu said. He had materialized thirteen books in total.
Qin Ziwen carefully read the titles of the books. He felt that anyone who could read and master them all would become an expert in underwater combat, even if they weren’t from the Fishman Race.
"There’s other knowledge I possess, but it’s not systematic enough to be formed into books," Mogu said with a hint of regret.
"This is already outstanding," Qin Ziwen said. He noticed Lorne had stealthily picked up one of Mogu’s books and was reading it with rapt attention, and he couldn’t help but smile to himself.
’A willingness to learn is a good thing.’
After they left the tower, Lorne remained inside to read. Mogu, however, expressed curiosity about the Martial Arts Arena, and Cao Biansheng enthusiastically offered to lead the way.
Meanwhile, Du Yu, having received Qin Ziwen’s permission, went to the warehouse and had someone bring out the Fish Dragon Blood they had collected earlier.
The cold blood had long since frozen solid.
He had it thawed and then brought to a boil in a large pot.
Crimson blood bubbled in the large pot, giving off a thick, metallic reek.
After the heated Fish Dragon Blood was poured into a wooden barrel, Du Yu stripped off his clothes, stepped inside, and submerged himself.
The viscous Fish Dragon Blood slowly seeped into his skin. The surface of his body grew redder, his blood vessels standing out in stark, vivid relief.
Ten minutes later, Du Yu opened his eyes. A strange light flashed in their depths. ’It’s actually working!’
’Although this Dragon Blood is a bit stale.’
His subconscious was giving him feedback: the Fish Dragon Blood wasn’t fresh; it had been stored for too long.
His body craved fresh, powerful, steaming-hot Dragon Blood.
Still, even though it was just reheated frozen Fish Dragon Blood, it was providing some benefit to his constitution.
SPLASH!
An arm emerged from the bloody water. Veins bulged on the well-defined limb, and its skin carried a faint reddish tint.
He could feel the power within his body slowly growing stronger.
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