Chapter Thirty-Five: Three Hundred Thousand Troops Unleashed! The Mad Dog Breaks Free!
However.
Just as Lin Qiye was heading for the laboratory, the chime of the Fate Lamp Gem suddenly sounded in his mind.
[Defy Fate: Success. At age eleven, you unearthed a super scientist who developed a genetic serum, helping you muster an army of five thousand to repel the invasion of powerful warriors from the Divine Tiger Clan. You have earned 10,000 Walking Points (Current: 89,900 Walking Points).]
Hmm?
Lin Qiye’s eyes flickered with surprise and delight.
“I actually got ten thousand Walking Points?”
“Doesn’t that mean I can now rack up points from the Divine Tiger Universe?”
“If I slaughter all three million Golden Core warriors, perhaps even raze the entire Divine Tiger Universe to dust, how many points could I earn? Could it reach a million?”
The thought of a million Walking Points made Lin Qiye’s heart race.
A million Walking Points.
For any Grand Wanderer, it was an astronomical sum, impossible to ignore!
To put it into perspective, even the gold-ranked Grand Wanderers would have to achieve an A-grade rating more than a dozen times to amass a million points.
And right now, Lin Qiye seemed only a step away from that milestone.
Even if things went poorly, he could still pocket five hundred thousand points!
Lin Qiye subconsciously clenched his knuckles.
“Mass produce! I must mass produce! I will sweep through the Divine Tiger Universe, secure an SS rating, claim the unparalleled Nine-Colored Divine Thunder Body, obtain the ‘Dao Canon’, acquire ‘Mass Production Technology’, and rake in a million Walking Points—all hinges on mass production!”
A resolute glint flashed in Lin Qiye’s eyes.
He immediately summoned Lu Ling, the chief supervisor of the Deathsworn Project.
“These are scenes of five thousand Summer Nation deathsworn fighting desperately against the Divine Tiger demons. Publish them on the official channels!”
After watching the footage, Supervisor Lu was so furious that his teeth gnashed, eyes reddened.
“Sovereign! These damn alien demons have gone too far!”
“I know what you want to do, Sovereign. I’ll handle the publicity perfectly.”
Lu Ling strode away, burning with righteous indignation.
Soon after, the video was published on the official website.
In the footage,
The Divine Tiger warriors stood loftily, exuding murderous intent, regarding the entire Angel Star as ants, their faces twisted with cruelty.
This stoked the wrath of the Summer Nation’s populace.
The scenes of deathsworn perishing one after another—sometimes only limbs remaining—made the people clench their teeth in grief and hate.
“These alien demons are truly venomous! My blood pressure’s through the roof watching this!”
“They treat us humans of Summer Nation as livestock, intent on wiping us out!”
“Despicable! Hateful! If our Sovereign hadn’t risen and rewritten fate several times, would we still enjoy peaceful lives?”
“That’s right. If he hadn’t emerged, founded Summer Nation, and launched the Deathsworn Project, our Angel Star would have been destroyed many times over by now.”
The more they witnessed the fiendish faces of the alien demons, the more the people were grateful to Lin Qiye.
By now, their reverence for Lin Qiye had reached the level of worship.
“Sovereign… please launch a second Deathsworn Project! I want to enlist!”
“Sovereign, I beg you, the Deathsworn Project must not end! I’m willing to give my life!”
The video stirred an unprecedented clamor for a second round of the Deathsworn Project.
Registration numbers soared to five million!
On another front,
The scientists were just as outraged.
“Sovereign, only with swords in hand can we avoid being bullied! We’re willing to keep producing genetic serums!”
“If we don’t, the Divine Tiger Clan will one day destroy us. Our country, our people, our families… our civilization, everything on Angel Star, will vanish.”
“There may be millions of casualties, but if we don’t create deathsworn, our losses will be thirty million!”
“If there aren’t enough volunteers, we scientists will be the deathsworn ourselves!”
The scientists were ready to die for their cause.
To this, Lin Qiye waved them off.
“Rest assured. There are already more than enough deathsworn. Summer Nation abounds with heroes willing to sacrifice for their country!”
“Your contribution as scientists lies elsewhere.”
“Produce more mass production serums and awakening serums. The grand future of Summer Nation will be forged by you!”
Lin Qiye’s rousing voice stirred the scientists’ spirits.
“Yes, Sovereign! We will not let Angel Star fall!”
With that, the scientists, full of vigor, returned to their preparations.
Seeing both the people and the scientists aflame with anger, Lin Qiye chuckled quietly to himself.
The ranks of deathsworn were full.
There would be no shortage of mass production serums, either.
Soon, with these serums, he could create millions of Golden Core deathsworn.
With such numbers, sweeping through the Divine Tiger Universe would be easy!
With this, surely the SS rating would be his!
The thought of the rating within reach filled Lin Qiye with boundless motivation.
He was eager to storm into the Divine Tiger Universe with his newly forged army.
However,
These things could not be rushed!
On the fifth day after the video’s release, public anger had reached its peak.
Lin Qiye had Lu Ling begin recruiting the second batch of deathsworn.
This time, three hundred thousand were to be chosen.
Those selected would not only bring honor to three generations, but also receive generous rewards.
Thus, the citizens of Summer Nation scrambled to sign up.
After multiple rounds of selection, Lu Ling finalized the list of three hundred thousand.
As soon as the roster was set, special transports ferried the chosen deathsworn to the capital.
They were settled in a newly constructed super military camp outside the city for two weeks of military training.
Of course,
The purpose of the training was simply to buy time for serum production.
There was no rushing it.
While waiting for the serums, Lin Qiye issued compensation to the families of the five thousand fallen deathsworn.
There were two options for compensation:
First, a century-old spirit herb.
Second, their children could receive a harmless awakening serum injection.
“We’ll choose the awakening serum. If our children are injected, they’ll be able to cultivate!”
“In these times, strength is everything! Cultivators receive supreme honor.”
Without exception, the deathsworn chose the awakening serum.
They had experienced firsthand the status and respect that strength brought.
Before joining the project, they’d been ordinary, insignificant nobodies, never given a second glance.
Yet recently, when they returned home on leave, even those who’d once looked down on them now greeted them with respect and smiles.
Long-lost relatives showed up with gifts, eager to curry favor.
In a mere three months, they’d come to understand the ancient saying:
A poor man brandishing steel hooks at the crossroads will never snag his kin;
A wealthy man wielding weapons in remote mountains is never short of sycophantic friends.
In terms of social standing, wealth, and even the fortunes of their descendants, becoming a deathsworn was worth it.
Now,
With side-effect-free genetic serums for their children, they were more grateful and loyal than ever.
They knelt and bowed to Lin Qiye.
“Thank you, Sovereign! Thank you, Sovereign!”
“It is only by your grace that we, once fearful commoners, now live in peace.”
“To become deathsworn and benefit our descendants is a blessing from Heaven itself!”
“We merely gave a humble life—how could we possibly deserve such reward?”
The deathsworn prostrated in unison.
Lin Qiye raised a hand, signaling them to rise.
“There’s no need to thank me. It is I—and all of Summer Nation—who should thank you!
You are the backbone of Summer Nation. Your statues are already being raised in the Hero’s Square of the capital. Your stories will be sung for a thousand, ten thousand years!”
Lin Qiye’s words filled the deathsworn with pride and strange light shone in their eyes.
Yet still, as one voice, they thundered from their hearts: “Thank you, Sovereign!”
Lin Qiye fell silent, his gaze lowered.
From their chorus, he felt a simple, heartfelt emotion that touched him deeply.
Drawing a long breath, his resolve only grew firmer.
…
Time slipped by like sand through fingers.
In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
Over ten thousand scientists, working day and night, finally produced three hundred thousand qualified mass production serums.
Once completed,
Qin Xingtong led Lin Qiye on an inspection of the warehouse.
“Sovereign, the three hundred thousand serums are ready! All have passed inspection!”
“Excellent! The speed exceeded my expectations!” Lin Qiye smiled, lips curving upward.
And so,
The following day,
The Mass Production Plan was realized in grand fashion!
Three hundred thousand deathsworn were injected with the “Life Overdraft Edition: Genetic Serum,” consuming six hundred thousand century-old spirit herbs.
Fortunately, Lin Qiye had captured five thousand storage rings in the last war, yielding eight hundred thousand spirit herbs.
There were enough resources for three hundred thousand warriors.
Thus, in just one day, Angel Star gained three hundred thousand Golden Core cultivators!
Lin Qiye armed them all to the teeth, each equipped with a Bloodburst Pill and a Healing Elixir.
“Sovereign! We are ready to die in battle!”
“Lead us to the invaders’ universe! We will fight until the last drop of blood is spilt!”
“We will show them with blood and life that Angel Star is not to be humiliated! Nor is the great Summer Nation!”
The deathsworn’s battle cries shook the heavens.
Lin Qiye clicked his tongue in awe at their wolfish ferocity.
He spent twenty thousand Walking Points to construct a massive teleportation array outside the barracks, leading directly to the edge of the Divine Tiger Universe’s barrier.
“On the other side of this array are enemies who will fight to the death! Go forth and kill!”
Lin Qiye tossed out three million spirit stones.
A milky white pillar of light soared into the sky, and in that instant, three hundred thousand Golden Core warriors vanished from Angel Star and appeared in the Divine Tiger Universe.
Ahead of them lay a world of towering ancient trees and mist-thick spiritual energy.
Lin Qiye hovered in the void, three hundred thousand Golden Core deathsworn arrayed silently behind him, murderous intent blazing in their eyes.
But,
Without the Sovereign’s order, they suppressed their fury and did not move.
Sensing the army’s pent-up wrath, Lin Qiye raised his arm, pointing at a distant city.
“Kill! Leave not a single soul alive!”
At his command, three hundred thousand Golden Core warriors grinned savagely, spiritual energy surging within, and charged forth like mad hounds let loose!