Colonial Suit

The void vortex slowly rotated, and night fell on Tyrisfall.

Dreamlike purple mist enveloped the core once more. The entire city gradually quieted down. Of course, this was only a portion, as due to its immense size, Tyrisfall was actually divided into four sections, each with its own day and night, and cycle of seasons. Weather and humidity were regulated differently to meet the needs of various carbon-based lifeforms.

The Sasha Clan had always excelled in humanization. This was one of the reasons why they remained competitive.

However, at this moment, in a building within the third functional area, an old man was busily working under the lights. For him, night did not signify rest, but merely a virtual shift.

He was none other than Master Sapos.

Surrounded by countless light screens, Sapos carefully placed an egg-shaped object into a modulation dish and injected some hormones.

Under his gaze, the egg-shaped object slowly became active, gradually emitting some misty fibers. However, Sapos knew that this was not a simple tissue diffusion, but a tentacle miniaturized countless times. The egg-shaped object was using them to plunder nutrients and microorganisms from the culture medium, expanding its territory.

This was the aggressive nature of primitive cells, which would not change due to the environment.

In the light screen next to him, the egg-shaped object's vitality curve and behavioral tendencies were strictly recorded. Sapos glanced at it, then frowned slightly.

Something's not right...

It wasn't quite what he had expected. This tissue cell extracted from the receptor did not exhibit strong vitality after modulation. Although the aggressiveness had distinct Crodir characteristics, it was completely unusable.

As everyone knew, the reason why Crodir's enhanced cells could become the cornerstone of biological civilization was due to their aggressiveness, proliferation, and terrifying vitality. The metabolic rate of a genuine enhanced cell was hundreds of times that of a regular cell, and specially modulated ones could even reach thousands or tens of thousands of times. This meant that enhanced cells could output more energy, stronger vitality, and resistance in the same unit of time. It also meant that their lifespan was short.

However, Crodir's enhanced cells had one characteristic: they could compensate for their consumption through plunder, thereby extending their lifespan.

But all of this needed to be built on a foundation. That was vitality!

The most mysterious and coveted factor in the universe!

Vitality was invisible and intangible. But every living being possessed it. Needed it. It was the universe's gift to living beings, and also a constraint on all living beings. With enough vitality, living beings could increase their lifespan through technology, abilities, and comprehension of the rules. Strengthen the individual. But once vitality was exhausted, no matter how strong one was, they could not escape death!

No one could say where vitality came from. Or how much was accumulated. Only that it was limited and constantly consumed.

The amount of vitality an individual had determined their future prospects.

Crodir's enhanced cells were like this. Although they used accelerated metabolism to obtain terrifying potential, their vitality was more outstanding and perfect than any other cell. So it could also plunder, proliferate, and make up for its own shortcomings.

But the current tissue cells lacked this crucial link.

This was simply a fatal flaw.

It shouldn't be... Unless. It's not a trace of the ancient remains at all.

Sapos pondered silently, his fingers unconsciously moving above the modulation dish. Suddenly, the egg-shaped object in the modulation dish suddenly swelled up, emitting a sharp screech. Countless misty tentacles suddenly wrapped around Sapos's fingers, then penetrated and invaded.

Sapos watched all of this expressionlessly, feeling the pain coming from his fingertips. It hurt a lot. But the duration was very short, which meant that the egg-shaped object's invasion was very fast, severing his nervous system in just an instant. This was also the aggressive nature of enhanced cells, which could maximize the preservation of the prey's nutrients.

However, this was far from enough.

Under his gaze, his fingertips gradually turned black. Withered. Then fell off his knuckles. And there were still some black residues on the broken part, still constantly spreading and diffusing.

Sapos's pupils suddenly contracted, and he cut off his finger without hesitation.

Seeing the second phalanx turn into ashes in the process of falling, his face looked a little better.

In the silent room, his unexpected groan sounded.

"Contamination..."

"It's actually... contamination..."

Sapos's right hand trembled, and the tendons at the broken finger wriggled. Soon a new finger grew back. He moved it a little and said to the void.

"Bring me file number t77425."

"Understood."

A light screen descended in front of Sapos, with data cascading down like a waterfall. Sapos's eyes flickered constantly, recording the data one by one. After a long time, he nodded in satisfaction. A happy smile appeared.

"Sure enough, that's how it is..."

"That receptor is carrying not an ordinary trace, but the Second Sequence!"

"It's that mysterious ultimate weapon!"

Sapos's pupils suddenly contracted, and he clenched his right fist. Second Sequence! The most mysterious evolutionary branch in the late Crodir period!

This was Crodir's secret, and also a mystery that had never been solved in the universe to this day. Although there were many mysteries in Crodir's evolutionary history, its last two evolutionary routes were the most concerned. The first sequence had been confirmed as the Abyss Organization's transformation into a So-ta, while the second sequence had not been confirmed to this day.

However, as a civilization that 'inherited' Crodir's legacy, the Sasha Clan knew some secrets.

That was that the Second Sequence was actually similar to the First Sequence, both were a kind of utilization of the Abyss Organization, but the difference was that the First Sequence used the Abyss Organization to modulate into a So-ta, and then cooperated with Crodir's enhanced cells to arm and evolve the strongest warrior. The Second Sequence was to directly carry out the Abyss Organization's armament, so as to create the strongest war weapon. Two routes, respectively, were the extremes of the individual and the armament!

After so many years, the Sasha Clan had gradually reproduced Crodir's colony equipment, but they had never been exposed to their Second Sequence.

Because they had no samples!

There was too little information left about the Second Sequence. It was said that during the great chaos in the late period, before Crodir was about to be destroyed, they had sunk the unfinished Second Sequence into the abyss, with the purpose of avoiding the pursuit of the entire universe at that time and preserving the spark. For this reason, the Boca civilization also sent the Elte Magic Mothership to pursue and kill, but the result was that there was no news at all.

No one knew what happened at that time, only that after this battle, the Elte's strongest Divine Domain level disappeared and never appeared on the cosmic stage again. As a result, the Elte people were depressed and lost the strength to ask for the throne.

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The current Elte people are more like a second-rate civilization with only glory but no strength. Their power may still occupy a place in the low-level world, but they have been squeezed out in the second world. Glory cannot be eaten, and the real universe is still cruel and cold. The efforts of the Elte ancestors in ancient times can only get them a noble position, but it is impossible to guarantee that they will always occupy the top of the food chain.

But his own race has mastered the key to fate.

Thinking of this, a fiery flame flashed in Sapos's eyes. As if he saw the future of the race.

"Why... this does not conform to reality, it should not appear here..."

In his excited mind, Sapos was constantly speculating on the origin of the matter, but it was ineffective without sufficient information. But this was not important, what was important was that he had mastered, or was mastering, one of Crodir's last secrets!

This was simply a gift from the sky for the Sasha Clan!!

Thinking of this, Sapos did not hesitate to press the light screen and listed this experiment as a top-secret level. At the same time, he operated the modulation dish again, trying to find more discoveries.

But after a while, the egg-shaped cells had begun to decay, withering little by little in the nutrient solution. Sapos had to give up after many unsuccessful rescues, rubbing his forehead with his right hand.

"The defect of vitality still exists, but why is this?"

"If it is really the Second Sequence, then there can be no such defect, because the wise man does not allow it. It should be perfect, flawless. Even if the universe is destroyed, it should occupy the peak of the universe like that proud goddess. The great Crodir must not build his war fortress with defective products!"

If anyone admired and had the most confidence in the ancient Crodir, then it was undoubtedly the Sasha Clan. Crodir's 'legacy' created their current status, and it was also Crodir's 'legacy' that made them the masters of the universe. In this universe, maybe ten thousand, one hundred million people will say bad things about Crodir, but the Sasha Clan will not! Because they are Crodir's most fanatical worshipers! Executors!

So... Sapos absolutely did not believe that Crodir's wise men would create defective products, unless...

Its defects can be made up for.

"That's right!"

Sapos's eyes lit up and he stood up suddenly. "It was taken from the receptor!"

In his mind, the data at that time appeared again, the terrifying fluctuations emitted by that receptor. A strange expression appeared on his face. It seemed to be anticipation, and it seemed to be fear.

Anticipation came from speculation, and fear also came from speculation.

He was looking forward to surprises, and he was afraid that his speculation would be shattered.

"That receptor, she carries the traces of ancient times. This should not be the case. But if there is an existence that decides all this, then all this can be explained."

"That is reincarnation!"

"Alpha, the determined reincarnation!"

"If all this is true, then that receptor should definitely not only carry traces, she is more likely to be the inheritor of that thing! The continuation of blood and the acceptance of fate!"

"She is the rebirth of the Second Sequence!!"

With a bang, Sapos punched the table and suddenly shouted loudly.

"Immediately contact the guards and adjust the receptor's security level to the top!!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation..)