Chapter 1234 - 1231: They Should Be Thanking Me!

"....What's going on, you ask? Overall, it seems we've stirred up some troublesome stuff, I guess?"

Sun Xingyao slumped on the sofa, with a "I'm burnt out" expression, gesturing in mid-air:

"According to the Celestial Star Institute's research back then, the Blood and Flesh Will invading our Dragon People society apparently has some mission or duty we can't comprehend."

"But the source of that will has long since entered eternal slumber, so the Blood and Flesh Will only has the instinct to infect and hasn't done much to our civilization..."

"The Blood and Flesh Will hijacked our genetic structure, directly taking over, transforming into our immune system."

Sun Xingyao slowly opened his mouth, revealing the hidden truth that Dragon couldn't say.

The infertility syndrome among Dragon People, while related to the contamination of the gene pool to some extent,

is not the main cause. The Blood and Flesh Will, which had its subjective consciousness in eternal slumber, was a type of genetic weapon.

It was supposed to release something, embed it into the Dragon People's genome, triggering a blood and flesh evolution frenzy.

But because of that eternal slumber of will, the instinctive will, after hijacking the Dragon People, did not proceed with the next step, awkwardly getting stuck there.

Of course.

Even though it's stuck, the Blood and Flesh Will has very comprehensive "anti-invasion programs."

Once it detects invasion or modification, it forcibly activates the host's immune factors.

The host's body temperature can instantly spike to its carrying capacity, cooking the entire Dragon Person.

"It's not like we haven't tried, it's just that, the so-called lesion is our own immune system, and there's nothing we can do about it....." Sun Xingyao sighed and said:

"Regarding this matter, I previously, inquired privately with Shasha, and her answer was that it can be cured."

"But she forgot the method of treatment, only vaguely remembering that such erosion is one of the perfect specialized capabilities of infection, and she is of the warrior type in Perfection."

"In simple terms, it means there's no cure." Sun Xingyao shrugged and said.

Even though she was talking about the Dragon People, she didn't have much emotional fluctuation.

Those were things of the past; the Dragon People have now turned into special energy life forms, some things have been looked past.

"I see..." Ansheng nodded slightly, a look of sudden realization on his face.

Sun Xingyao explained in great detail.

But to sum it up in one sentence, the reason Dragon People suffer from infertility, with friction sparks flying, yet unable to conceive is: "Reproductive Isolation."

At the moment the Blood and Flesh Will eroded, though all Dragon People were still Dragon People,

they essentially became a bunch of unknown flesh and blood wearing Dragon People skins.

"Can you really cure it?" Sun Xingyao unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, took a sip, curiously looked at Master Fuli:

"If not cured, and failing, aren't the Immortals all sensitive skin types?"

"To appease them, it might be quite mystifying..."

Immortals have sensitive skin, and that damned immune system is even an ultra-sensitive skin group.

If you touch it, it's daring enough to drag its host along to the underworld.

The Dragon People were amused to the point of anger when they discovered the lesion.

"Theoretically speaking, it isn't particularly difficult." Ansheng showed a pondering look, nodded lightly, then displayed an arrogant expression, spreading his legs:

"Moreover..."

"They think they can fool me, Ansheng? I'm the only one in the world willing to help them treat it, not to mention curing, even if I kill them with treatment, they still have to thank me!"

"Call the Witch King and tell him to change into a maid outfit, tomorrow, head to the kitchen and fry me two well-done but still juicy steaks!"

"???"

Sun Xingyao froze, looking at Master Fuli with legs spread, showing his belly, a forehead full of black lines, rubbing her head: "Hey... gotta admit, you, Fuli, really have a knack for leaving people speechless."

Indeed!

Of all people, who else besides Master Fuli could cure the Infertility syndrome of the Immortals?

Really go seek 'Perfection'?

Impossible, Perfection can remotely detonate the Blood and Flesh Will in the bodies of the Immortals.

The premise for negotiating terms is to have either equivalent strength or something that intimidates the other party, which the Immortals clearly don't have.

"Today, truly is a delightful day!" Sun Xingyao said with a face full of joy: "Just thinking about the struggling Immortals serving Master Fuli, it clears my mammary ducts."

"......." Ansheng heard this, looking speechless at Sun Xingyao with a content face.

"What kind of feud do you have with them?"

"No feud, no grudge, yet that doesn't stop us from enjoying seeing the Immortals disgraced, it's an old traditional show....."

While Master Fuli and Sun Xingyao chatted in the cabin.

The Luwu Fighter had crossed Xia Country, arriving above the Dragon Nest, preparing to initiate landing procedures.

The Dragon Nest was built in a remote mountainous area, where originally nothing existed, but under the day-and-night pioneering of a construction legion, a forest resort village was created here from scratch.

"Qing——"

The Luwu Fighter's cabin door opened, and Wang Qiqi, who had been hovering at the village entrance, immediately lunged over, enveloping a bewildered Ah Qing in a tearful, snot-filled embrace:

"Finally, you're here, sob sob... I almost got sent by my parents to a gambling rehab center to get tasered and eat chaffed vegetables....."

"Ah this..." Ah Qing stiffened, instinctively holding Sister Qiqi, patting her back to console her.

"Waa——"

After Wang Qiqi lunged over, Baoshu also ran to Master Fuli, with a face full of grief and indignation, stomping, pointing towards the inside of the Dragon Nest: "Waa waa waa!"

I just listened to the Ba Mountain Mosquito saying there was lively action, so I popped my head to have a peek.

That despicable leather-coat uncle gambled away everything, along with me and the Ba Mountain Mosquito, mortgaging us here to work off the debt for free, Master Fuli, you gotta do something!

"....." Ansheng looked at Li Wenkang with a peculiar expression.

"Can't blame me for Baoshu's situation, it was the big greedy girl who got greedy and gambled herself away." Li Wenkang raised his hand to shield himself, indicating it had nothing to do with him.

During the Chinese New Year, playing cards, Li Wenkang won cash and several hundred liters of Spirit Particle Potion.

Baoshu, craving the Spirit Particle Potion, also joined the card game but got outplayed by Chinese New Year.

Baoshu first lost three months' rations and then lost the Bao Family Army Spirit Beast labor contract to Chinese New Year for another three months.

"Do you even know how to play cards? Still gambling!" Hearing Li Wenkang's recounting, Ansheng picked up a fox paw and unleashed a flurry of rapid cat punches on Baoshu's head.

Eight punches per second, every punch landing, pounding Baoshu so hard her legs sunk into the ground.

"Waa....." Baoshu clutched her head, large teardrops gushing from her eyes, looking utterly pitiful.

I... I didn't know the world was so perilous.

I thought it was just card playing, but that guy whipped out a calculator to explain "hand scores" to me.

Resulting in me staying here unwillingly, working as a garden gardener.

Sure, Baoshu knew how to play Mahjong, but she didn't know Mahjong involved calculating odds and hand scores.

With a slick combo, Baoshu nearly ran naked from the Dragon Nest back home.

"Come! Ansheng will help you reclaim justice!" Ansheng, face full of black lines, lifted a paw, pointing towards the forest mansion.

"Kick down Chinese New Year's door!"

"I want to see if their streak of luck is truly as potent as you claim!"