Chapter 720: Chapter 611: Join the Glorious Evolution

A few more years passed.

The cultivation tanks at the deepest part of the Incubation Pool finally completed their final calibration.

Jeming stood before the console, his fingers sliding rapidly over the Rune panel as lines of data streamed down the light screen.

The new Incubation Pool was not only the crystallization of his research on Melt Mountain, it also integrated the core Biological Transformation technologies of the Wizard Civilization from the Parallel World.

He stopped his fingers and pressed the final confirmation key on the panel.

The Runes at the bottom of the cultivation tank lit up simultaneously, silver-white radiance spreading upward along the walls of the tank and finally converging on the fist-sized Crystal Core at the top.

That was another key modification to the entire Incubation Pool: the Moonlight Power automatic extraction device.

It had taken Jeming three years to turn this thing from theory into reality.

The Array would automatically extract Moonlight Power from the moonlight of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane, blend it into the culture fluid according to a precise ratio, and allow every Black Giant being nurtured to begin strengthening from the embryonic stage.

The only drawback was that it required quite a bit of time.

Moonlight Power was not infinite; the amount that could be collected per unit time was limited.

Every time the new Incubation Pool hatched a batch of Black Giants, it had to wait a period of time to accumulate enough Moonlight Power before it could begin the next batch.

But Jeming didn’t care.

A bit slower in efficiency was fine, as long as the quality went up.

He checked all the parameters once more, and after confirming there were no issues, turned and nodded to the Black Giant Priest standing guard behind him. "Begin."

The Black Giant Priest pulled down the start lever.

The culture fluid in the Incubation Pool’s cultivation tank began to churn, and countless fine silver light points rose from the bottom of the tank, drifting in the liquid like fireflies.

That was the phenomenon produced at the instant Moonlight Power was injected into the culture fluid.

Within the culture fluid, the embryo slowly took shape, gradually differentiating a head, torso, and limbs from a vague metallic sphere.

The silver light points converged toward the embryo, fusing into every inch of its tissue.

That characteristic silver-white pattern began to emerge on its surface, denser and deeper than that of the previous generation of Black Giants.

Time slipped by in the waiting.

When the radiance in the cultivation tank finally stabilized, a Black Giant, pitch-black throughout and traced with flowing silver-white lines on its surface, stood up from within the culture fluid.

Its build was slightly smaller than that of the previous generation Black Giants of the same Level, but the liquid Metal layer on its surface was much denser, and its gaze much clearer.

It lowered its head to look at its own hands, then raised it to look toward Jeming, its eyes holding curiosity, awe, and a liveliness the previous generation of Black Giants had never possessed.

Jeming stirred his Spiritual Power, activating the All-Purpose Eye and the Fate System.

His gaze swept across the Black Giant’s entire body, and soon the corresponding data appeared.

Its physical attributes were as expected, thirty percent stronger than the previous generation; its Energy absorption efficiency, due to the influence of Moonlight Power, had risen by forty percent; the increase in Soul Strength was the most outrageous, directly doubled.

According to the ascension conditions Jeming had deduced from his research on Melt Mountain, this meant its probability of advancing was a full order of magnitude higher than the previous generation’s.

Moreover, although there was no concrete data, Jeming speculated that the probability of hatching Black Giant Priests in the future should also increase significantly.

"Not bad." Jeming withdrew his gaze and nodded in satisfaction.

The newly born Black Giant seemed to understand, grinning to reveal a mouthful of Obsidian-like sharp teeth.

Jeming told it to go find the Black Giant Priest at the side on its own, then turned toward the console and began recording the experimental data.

The effect of the new Incubation Pool was indeed excellent, having completed an "evolution" for the new generation of Black Giants—but a problem surfaced along with it: compared to them, the old Black Giant population was now somewhat lagging behind.

He put down his pen and looked up toward the window.

On the plain, hundreds of billions of Black Giants were busy at work.

Let them be eliminated just like that?

Jeming shook his head; that would be a bit too wasteful.

"Hmm... although the expenditure might be a bit large, the reserves should be enough."

He closed his eyes, and golden light flared between his brows.

The Fate System ran at full power, and his consciousness, following the network of the Incense Fire Divine Dao, instantly connected to the Soul of every single Black Giant on the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.

"Attention, all of you," his voice rang out simultaneously in the minds of every Black Giant. "Do not resist."

More than ten billion Souls trembled at the same time.

Then, Jeming began to mobilize the Faith network of the Incense Fire Divine Dao.

The racial traits of that newly born Black Giant were stripped out, copied, and encoded by Jeming through the network of the Incense Fire Divine Dao, then infused into the Soul of every old Black Giant.

This was the so-called—Blessing.

The entire process had to be carried out with extreme precision.

The Soul structure of the old Black Giants could not be damaged, no rejection reaction could be triggered, no mistake could be allowed.

The load of the Fate System skyrocketed in a straight line, surging from a little over ten percent all the way to seventy, eighty, ninety percent.

Jeming’s expression remained calm as his Spiritual Power poured out like a flood.

Within the Incense Fire Divine Dao, the Incense Fire Divine Power that had accumulated for nearly a thousand years began to burn frenziedly.

Every wisp of Incense Fire Divine Power was used to drive this evolution program that covered the entire Plane, engraving the new racial traits into the deepest part of every Black Giant’s Soul.

On the plain, countless Black Giants froze at the same time.

Their bodies trembled, the liquid Metal layer on their surfaces surged, and silver-white patterns emerged from within, spreading across their entire bodies like lit fuses.

Because the numbers were too great, the entire Blessing process lasted a full day and night.

When the evolution of the final Black Giant was completed, Jeming opened his eyes, feeling as if his entire being had been hollowed out.

The load of the Fate System plummeted to the bottom in an instant, and the Incense Fire Divine Power that had accumulated within the Incense Fire Divine Dao for nearly a thousand years was almost entirely gone, with only a few drops remaining.

He leaned back in his chair, gasping for breath, but the corners of his mouth were grinning to his ears. "Worth it."

More than ten billion Black Giants had all evolved to the standard of the new generation.

Their Spiritual Wisdom had increased dramatically; each one now possessed intelligence close to that of the old-version Black Giant Priests.

This meant that their efficiency in collecting Incense Fire Divine Power would be several times higher than before.

It would not take long before the expended Incense Fire Divine Power would be replenished—and even yield a profit.

After resting for a moment, Jeming sat up straight again.

He raised his hand and brought up a holographic map of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane on the console.

On the light screen, the distribution of more than ten billion Black Giants was clearly visible.

They clustered in eleven major tribes, each occupying a relatively fertile region.

He marked out eleven points on the map, each corresponding to the core region of a tribe.

Then he turned and issued an order to the Black Giant Priest standing by. "Build one more Incubation Pool, and after that install all the Incubation Pools within each tribe."

The Black Giant Priest froze for a moment, then asked cautiously, "My lord, if all the Incubation Pools are dispersed, in terms of security, will there be..."

"It’s fine. Even if they get destroyed, we can build new ones. Besides, if within this Plane the Incubation Pools can still be damaged by an enemy, then what we need to worry about won’t be the Incubation Pools." Jeming cut it off.

"The collection range of Moonlight Power is limited. Gathered together, they’ll only compete with one another. So we need to disperse them across different tribes. Each Incubation Pool will cover an independent region, and the total efficiency will actually be higher."

Jeming thought for a moment, then added, "Tell the Leaders of each tribe that from now on, the hatching of the new generation will be concentrated after every full moon night."

In this way, not only could Moonlight Power be collected more efficiently, but the concept of the moon could be further reinforced.

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