rslcontracting Chapter 54
Chapter 54
Chapter 54: Dragon God
"Whoa!"
Zhao Yan's eyes lit up as he let out a whistle.
"This kid's got looks! Those sharp brows and bright eyes—he'd give the younger me a run for his money!"
Beside him, Wan Changzheng was pouring tea. His hand jerked at those words, his eyelid twitching.
"Xiao Zhao, a man needs to know his limits."
"Remember back at the selection assembly, when everyone mistook you—the Chief of Staff—for a special forces commander?"
"Look at how dark you are. You could blend right in with those Eagle Nation guys who come pre-equipped with natural camouflage at night."
"Ahem…"
Zhao Yan's face turned red. He scratched his head.
"Commander, come on…"
"Just chatting, no need to pick at old wounds~ I just hadn't grown into my looks yet back then, alright?"
"Alright, alright, enough nonsense."
Wan Changzheng waved an impatient hand and set the teacup down on the table.
"I've been waiting for you to wake up so we could analyze this S-Grade file together. Stop dithering—get to the important part!"
"Yes, Commander, right away!"
Zhao Yan wiped the grin off his face and shifted his gaze downward, toward the Bloodline Concentration Data below the photograph.
However, in the next second.
He froze.
He rubbed his eyes, thinking he'd misread.
Then he pressed his face almost to the document, carefully counting the decimal places.
Wan Changzheng picked up his teacup and shot him a sideways glance.
"What's wrong? Sleep so hard you blurred your own eyes? Want me to get you a pair of reading glasses from the logistics department?"
As he spoke, he took a sip of hot tea, savoring the bitter-turned-sweet aftertaste.
"No, it's not that… Commander…"
Zhao Yan straightened up, pointing at the number on the document, his expression one of absolute disbelief.
"This information has an error! Did the Think Tank elders get their heads muddled again?"
"Come on, kid—stop taking shots at the Think Tank, will you? They're an authority!"
Wan Changzheng shook his head and set down his cup.
"You probably misread it yourself."
"The data cannot contain errors. This came through after Central Appraisal."
"But Commander…"
Zhao Yan pointed at that line of red data, his very voice trembling.
"This 99.9% concentration… are you sure the decimal point isn't in the wrong place?!"
Pfft!!
The good tea Wan Changzheng had just drawn into his mouth instantly sprayed out.
"How much?!"
Wan Changzheng didn't even bother wiping his mouth. He snatched the document away.
【File Number】: BH-001
【Bloodline Origin】: Dragon Breed—Unknown
【Bloodline Concentration】: 99.9%
【Analysis】: This individual possesses Dragon Breed bloodline of extraordinarily high genetic concentration—near perfect!
However, due to the excessive concentration, the specific Dragon Breed branch and its threat level cannot be determined. Tentatively classified as Grade S.
【Personal Information】: Lost (due to data corruption).
【Specimen Source Laboratory】: Southern Theater Research Institute.
Said institute descended near the border between the Canglan Continent and the Polar Ice Wastes, and is suspected to have suffered an attack by an unknown Dragon Breed. All personnel deceased.
Subsequent materials were retrieved by the Tiger-Grade squad "Storm" of Huaxia Nation's 9th Base.
"99.9%…"
Wan Changzheng's expression turned unprecedentedly grave.
"Xiao Zhao, do you understand what this means?"
Zhao Yan swallowed, nodded—then shook his head.
He flipped to the appendix page of the file. Recorded there were Huaxia Nation's latest research findings on the "Savage Realm Dragon Breeds."
It was a streamlined, newly formulated Bloodline Theory.
"According to the latest research, all Dragon Breed bloodlines in the Savage Realm are no longer divided into complex sub-species origins."
"They all… trace back to that legendary supreme being—the【Dragon God】."
Zhao Yan pointed at the analysis diagram in the document, his voice low.
"All Dragon Breeds, whether the sky-ruling Red Dragon, the land-reigning Earth Dragon, or even the overlords of the Polar Ice Wastes—the Sub-Dragon Breeds…"
"Every single one of their bloodline origins points to the same 'God.'"
"The so-called genetic concentration refers not only to bloodline purity, but to the degree of closeness to that 'Dragon God'!"
"The higher the concentration, the closer the individual's genetic chain is to that progenitor!"
"Humans are different, though. For us, the bloodlines we carry determine the strength of our Abilities."
"This concentration…"
Zhao Yan stared at the number, his scalp tingling.
"This is no longer some kind of atavism…"
"This is practically the Dragon God reincarnated! Or one of its direct descendants!"
Wan Changzheng nodded, his gaze falling to the only surviving passage at the bottom of the file—
A vague historical record concerning the【Dragon God's】power.
No flowery magical descriptions. No lengthy hymns of praise.
Only a single brief sentence:
Born for war, resting only in death, adapting to all, evolving beyond all life.
"Born for war… evolving beyond all life…"
Wan Changzheng murmured to himself.
"This explains why the Dragon Breeds are such a singular race."
"Their floor is extraordinarily high—most Dragon Breed branches could beat any other race to a pulp."
"Especially the Cursed Creatures—those are their natural prey."
"But their ceiling is absurdly high. No upper limit in sight!"
"As long as they don't die. As long as they keep adapting in battle!"
"Keep evolving—and through 'Bloodline Transcendence,' they can ultimately grow into existences that rival gods!"
At that, Wan Changzheng snapped his head up, looking directly at Zhao Yan.
"Xiao Zhao, what do you think…"
"A young man with such a terrifying concentration of bloodline—what kind of Ability would he have awakened?"
Zhao Yan pushed his glasses up and spoke with careful analysis.
"If it were a typical Dragon Breed bloodline in the 20%–50% range, most awaken A-Grade Abilities like Dragon Transformation."
"But too low a concentration comes with side effects. We had one here before—A-Grade Dragon Bloodline, 30% purity."
"He later forcibly manifested a pair of wings and transformed into a Red Dragon. Luckily it was handled in time, or the entire base would've been in ruins."
"But at the level of 99.9%…"
Zhao Yan drew a deep breath and ventured a bold hypothesis:
"Conventional Abilities are already beneath a body like that."
"What he awakened is, in all likelihood, a【Sequence】-level Ability touching the rule layer!"
"And it may even be a 'Divine Authority'—among the top 10 Sequences!"
"Sequence…"
Hearing those 2 words, Wan Changzheng's face broke into a relieved—almost ecstatic—smile.
"Excellent! Excellent!"
"Heaven has blessed Huaxia!"
Wan Changzheng paced back and forth across the hall in excitement, both hands trembling uncontrollably.
"First, there's that 'No Words Needed' dominating the top spot on the leaderboard—suspected of wielding some powerful rule-based killing method."
"And now, this 'Son of the Dragon God' with 99.9% Bloodline Concentration who is destined to awaken a Sequence Ability!"
"Our Huaxia Nation—this time, we're truly about to take off!"
Zhao Yan laughed along, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes smoothing out.
"Indeed, Commander. This is double the joy! It seems this mass transmigration isn't entirely bad news for us after all."
The 2 men shared a smile, as though they could already see the future—Huaxia Nation's twin stars blazing bright, standing sovereign above the world.
And yet.
What they did not know was…
These so-called twin stars were, in truth, one and the same person.
And furthermore, that so-called "Sequence Ability" was nothing more than one of his minor skills.
Just as the 2 of them were immersed in their pleasant imaginings—
Bang!
The door to the top-secret archive room was shoved violently open.
Shen Lian strode in with an urgent decoded telegram in hand, expression hurried, shattering the cheerful atmosphere inside.
"Commander. Chief of Staff Zhao."
Shen Lian didn't even pause to salute.
"Don't celebrate too early… something's happened. But it may also be good news."
"What is it?"
Wan Changzheng reined in his smile and reassumed his commanding composure.
Shen Lian handed over the telegram, her voice measured and grave.
"It's the latest intelligence sent back by the Storm Squad from the 9th Base."
"In the depths of the Polar Ice Wastes, at the edge of a fog-shrouded forbidden zone, they've discovered an ancient ruin."
"Following preliminary decryption by the experts…"
"The content concerns the【Dragon God】."
"And moreover… it apparently makes mention of the 'legacy' it left behind for future generations."