Chapter 101: The Primordial Hairy Egg, the Shaman Comes Seeking Someone (First Update)

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After testing ten fish monster eggs, the final result was always that the offspring grew into the original form of the fish monster, rather than the bizarre current appearance. As for their flesh and blood composition, none of the five elements—metal, wood, water, fire, earth—were lacking.

Luo Zu was not surprised by this. But this was the primordial wilderness, where all sorts of strange things could happen, so the fish monster’s present form seemed normal enough.

One thing was now certain: the fish monster was laying eggs, and it wasn’t just one or two, but tens of thousands.

Because the eggshells could hide from divine senses, Luo Zu couldn’t determine the exact number directly, but judging from the eggs scattered over a mile, there were roughly one hundred thousand.

Imagine one hundred thousand little fish monsters hatching. They had almost no natural enemies in this vast wilderness...

No, that wasn’t quite right.

Pfft, pfft.

There were still reckless ferocious beasts coming to eat the fish monster eggs.

A flock of large birds resembling vultures descended from the sky, landing on this barren path, then began to scratch and dig, pulling out the eggs. Their sharp beaks easily pierced the eggshells, swallowing the dark egg whites and the fish monster embryos within.

There were hundreds of vultures, each over ten feet long, but none could eat more than they could carry; after gobbling one egg, they would take another away. This buffet-style behavior made Luo Zu feel “shameful,” yet he still gave them a thumbs-up.

So he quietly crept over, captured a vulture enjoying its meal, and observed whether eating the fish eggs would cause any mutation.

During the observation, Luo Zu also sent orders via divine sense to Luo Village and two other nearby villages; Tieshan Village was beyond the range of his divine sense coverage.

However, others could be sent to deliver messages.

After a day of observation, the vultures showed no abnormalities after eating the fish eggs; their bodies were normal, both physically and mentally.

No new parasites, microbes, or viruses had been added to their bodies.

This indicated that the vultures were currently very healthy.

Meanwhile, other ferocious beasts lurked during the vultures’ feast, stealing some of the eggs. Even giant beasts came at night, digging through this hundred-mile barren path, eating and drinking heartily.

Besides this, Luo Zu also spotted nearby groups of demon beasts.

Having gained a better understanding of the demon clans’ organization, Luo Zu renamed those previously defined as demon tribe groups simply as demon beasts.

Because aside from their newly awakened intelligence, they were much like wild beasts, vastly different from true demons. However, if a demon tribe encountered such demon beasts, they usually absorbed them as reserves.

After all, except for shamans, all were demons; as long as you were willing to join the demon tribe, you were a demon.

It was unknown whether phoenixes, divine dragons, or black tortoises had joined the demon tribe.

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In any case, the fish monster’s massive egg-laying had benefited everyone.

Within a thousand-mile radius, all were blessed—truly an immeasurable merit.

Luo Zu greatly admired this.

However, he had no intention of taking these eggs back.

He would rather eat chicken eggs.

Though pheasant flesh was also suspicious, after some adjustments with fate’s mediation, it no longer posed so many problems.

The fish monster’s eggs were harder to handle; after all, the embryos inside were already formed, essentially primordial fuzzy eggs unique to the wilderness—a special delicacy of the wild.

Only these wild creatures could eat them raw without hesitation and digest them properly.

But these fuzzy eggs didn’t offer much strength, at most just filling the stomach.

In the wilderness, it was still relatively easy for a ferocious beast to fill its belly, especially in this dense forest.

The fish monster used to have a hard time, lurking by the water, waiting for prey to bite.

But now, it no longer had so many worries; it could come ashore with a splash and fill its mouth in one gulp.

If anything had the most tenacious vitality in the wilderness, it was this very forest.

After the last shaman-undead duel wiped it out, the dense woods had regrown, now thicker than even Luo Zu’s hair.

The land plowed by the fish monster had sprouted green shoots overnight.

However, today, more ferocious and giant beasts came for a feast, trampling and destroying the newly grown grass and plants.

Despite so many eggs being eaten, no fish monsters appeared, and Luo Zu could not sense where it was now; it was in Kuafu Lake.

Seeing this, Luo Zu understood why the fish monster laid so many eggs—it was a gamble on which offspring was lucky enough to evade the attacks of so many hunters.

But perhaps there were not many of its kind; it might be the ancestor itself. How could it have such instincts?

Could it be a hint from the primordial continental shelf?

What puzzled Luo Zu was why the eggs were not toxic, as that would better protect the offspring.

Or why not lay live young in the water? Even now, no ferocious or giant beast dared to enter Kuafu Lake directly.

So the only explanation was that the offspring could not survive in the lake either.

Luo Zu turned to look at Kuafu Lake; under the sun, the lake’s ripples shimmered, exceptionally bright and eye-catching.

He exhaled softly, yet his heart remained restless.

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The plight of the “cave dwellers” was not good.

Neighbors were not kind; the shamans’ stance was unclear; giant beasts surrounded them on all sides; and there were strange fish in Kuafu Lake that could come ashore—how could the cave dwellers fare well?

But in the wilderness, probably nowhere was better.

So he could only adapt to the environment, rather than change it by migration.

“The great dragon worm has already come; so many dangers have been crossed—what is there to fear from this?” Luo Zu whispered to himself.

After psyching himself up, his heart no longer felt so tense.

After much thought, he decided to return to Luo Village first to gather ideas and use his thirty-six-core brain to analyze and deduce the matter.

A good outcome would be best; if not, then the second child would have to endure the nausea and continue to monitor Kuafu Lake.

After all, this thing would eventually become accustomed to spitting up; after all, it was just a mass of flesh.

Kill it another day and eat it directly—adding some cumin might even taste good.

No, Luo Zu had yet to find cumin in the wilderness.

And his spice box still wasn’t full; no seasoning satisfied him except salt.

For this, Luo Zu felt quite helpless, but reality was what it was, and he had no choice.

Upon returning to Luo Village, Luo Zu immediately summoned everyone.

But just as he sent the message, a high-speed flying object suddenly breached his divine sense coverage.

“What is that?” Luo Zu was shocked.

Before he could react, the flying object had already reached Luo Village and stood before him—he didn’t even have time to respond.

“Who...” Luo Zu looked at the visitor.

“It’s me.”

A familiar voice, a familiar figure.

“Tang?!” Luo Zu made an extremely exaggerated expression of surprise, his mouth agape and eyes wide.

This exaggerated expression was meant for the blurry figure standing beside Tang.

Much better now; soon he would recover.