Apocalypse: Master of Soul Beasts

The child’s hesitation, doubt, and confusion about the unknown made Rahal stop in his tracks.

Seeing this, Wen Yu sighed softly, then picked up Rahal, bringing him over to Fran’s side.

Placing Rahal in Fran’s hands, Rahal, now apart from Wen Yu, burst into tears with a cry of ”wah.”

Even though he could use the stars to perceive and deduce the final outcome of this matter, Rahal still felt inexplicably uncomfortable about going to Yanjing.

Gently wiping the tears from the corner of Rahal’s eyes, Wen Yu’s tone was filled with an indescribable peace and warmth.

”Go, child, it’s better there...”

The voice echoed continuously in Rahal’s ears, and the soul power contained within it gradually calmed Rahal’s sobs. He then looked at Wen Yu through tear-filled eyes, slowly lay down on Old Man Fran’s shoulder, and once again fell into a dreamland.

Without exception, at this moment, Rahal should be dreaming of the beautiful picture, named ”The Wonderful Life at the Yanjing Assembly Site,” woven by Wen Yu for him.

...

Sensing that the Rahal on his shoulder had fallen asleep, Fran gestured to the two female soldiers behind him, gently handing Rahal over to them before turning around, looking at Wen Yu with a peculiar expression.

”Tsk tsk tsk, it’s not just Tang Haofei, you seem to have changed a bit too. You weren’t this gentle before...”

Old Man Fran, whether with Tang Haofei or Wen Yu, always lacked the usual respect people have for a powerful expert. This attitude, in turn, made Wen Yu at ease—it must be said, observing people and acting accordingly is definitely a wisdom of life, and because of this, Wen Yu didn’t hold any ill will towards Old Man Fran.

This old man had a very high character; during the time he replaced Tang Haofei at the Yanjing Assembly Site, Wen Yu really enjoyed playing chess and tasting wine with Old Man Fran—just like friends.

Wen Yu awkwardly smiled, without responding to Fran’s teasing—even the most cruel villain would hold some bits of goodness in their heart, let alone Wen Yu, who was not a villain, but just an ordinary person with powerful abilities.

Then, Wen Yu straightened his face: ”After this mission is completed, go back and let Tang Haofei know that this favor, I, Wen Yu, have repaid.”

Fran nodded in understanding. Seeing Wen Yu turn to leave, he pulled on Wen Yu’s Heaven-covering Robe.

”Hey, young man, aren’t you forgetting something?”

”Huh?”

Wen Yu looked at Old Man Fran in confusion, then suddenly realized.

Fran laughed, ”To pick up a child, I don’t really need my old bones to run a lap. The main purpose for me coming here is to discuss with you regarding the ’trade items’ you have.”

With that, Fran pointed to the plane he had just disembarked from.

”Discuss inside? There’s plenty of fine red wine prepared.”

...

Inside the luxurious plane, Wen Yu was gently swirling a cup of red wine in his hand, watching the liquor swaying within.

The liquor was as red as blood, and the fragrance wafting from it undoubtedly indicated to Wen Yu that it was of fine quality—embarrassingly, Wen Yu had learned his wine-tasting knowledge from Old Man Fran.

Meanwhile, Fran, surrounded by five Chinese soldiers and three researchers in lab coats, was conducting a detailed examination and valuation of the items in the space ring provided by Wen Yu.

After a while, Old Man Fran gently pressed his brow: ”You’ve really gained a lot this time.”

”Not bad, right?”

”Yes, quite good! These items.”

Fran pointed to the pile of profession-change scrolls and skill scrolls set aside.

”They are enough to form twelve organized groups of the same profession Special Combat Corps, plus some life-related profession-change scrolls and corresponding skills, the overall value has exceeded our estimated value!”

”More importantly, this technology includes detailed information on various technologies, from beginner to mastery, seamlessly compatible with the existing technological system on Earth. Once we fully absorb these, the Chinese military’s technological strength would be elevated by dozens of levels, no, using the term ’transformation’ would be more appropriate.”

Unlike typical negotiations where there is devaluation and haggling, Wen Yu would not take this kind of interaction, and Lin Haifeng wouldn’t bother Wen Yu with such trivial tactics, which is why Lin Haifeng dispatched Fran to interface with Wen Yu instead of the military’s specialized negotiation team.

Neat and decisive!

Wen Yu liked it.

So...

”Name your price.”

Gently sipping the wine in the glass, the fragrance exploded on Wen Yu’s taste buds. In addition, he also tasted another flavor—a sweet and metallic taste, akin to blood, yet irresistibly enticing.

”A new variety, the military retained several specialized bartenders. They also have special life professions and skills, the materials used for this wine are costly, and it can even make high-level professionists drunk.”

Fran smiled as he explained the origin of the red wine, then his face became serious: ”That one sip you just had is worth an SSS-Class skill scroll!”

Wen Yu remained unperturbed, downing the contents of the glass, then gave Old Man Fran a wink.

The old man immediately put on a frivolous expression: ”Just kidding, but seriously, the items I brought this time are not enough to buy what you have.”

”I know!”

Things that are worthless in Wen Yu’s eyes are a completely different matter to the military—even if both sides balance their values a bit, what Wen Yu brought out is astronomical for the military!

Wen Yu put down the wine glass, adjusted his posture, and said to Fran with a serious face.

”Let me see what you’ve prepared for me first.”

...

Fran opened the space ring, took out three skill scrolls, lined them up on the coffee table, pointed at the first one, and said to Wen Yu: ”This one is prepared for you!”

After speaking, Fran pushed the skill scroll in front of Wen Yu.

Gently touching the scroll, a mechanical prompt sounded in his mind.

”Pitch-dark Dominator (SSS-Class, Passive Skill): Completely enhances the effects of all existing pitch-dark type skills of the host, doubling the enhancement, while transforming the host’s body into a darkness affinity physique, making the host completely immune to the damage and any negative effects from pitch-dark type abilities.”

With Wen Yu’s current perspective, this ability can only be considered average—the ability, even if placed within the SSS-Class, isn’t particularly outstanding.

Fran added: ”Your Pitch-dark Divine Light should be able to simulate any pitch-dark type ability. As far as we know, the prerequisite skill to activate the Pitch-dark Divine Light is an active skill called Pitch-dark Suction, isn’t it? That’s a wasted skill slot. This ability is for replacing the Pitch-dark Suction.”

The fact that the military could obtain all the information on his skills was not surprising to Wen Yu, and this ability, as the prerequisite activation condition for the Pitch-dark Divine Light, was much stronger than the Pitch-dark Suction.

Therefore, Wen Yu put away the Pitch-dark Dominator, indicating that he wanted this skill.

Seeing the first part of the trade completed, Fran breathed a sigh of relief, then pointed to the second skill scroll.

”This ability is for Cyclops!”

Wen Yu took the skill, and the prompt sounded in his mind once again.

”Blood and Flesh Balance Scale (Species-specific Esoteric Level, Active Skill): Manipulates Mysterious and Great Power to forcibly balance the injuries between two life forms. Once the host learns this skill, by consuming a small amount of stamina, the Blood and Flesh Balance Scale can be activated to forcibly balance injuries with any life form within sight—restoring one’s own injuries and inflicting damage on the enemy until both are balanced.”

”Note: This skill can only be activated once per day.”

”Not bad.”

Wen Yu casually uttered two words.

This skill cannot be said to suit Cyclops, because after the injury balance, the augmentation effect brought by Cyclops’s Ultra Mortal Combat will definitely be partially forcibly negated. However, due to the existence of Blood and Flesh Badge, this skill becomes a super weapon—Blood and Flesh Badge’s effect is that no matter what injuries are sustained, as long as more than half of the flesh is not lost, one will never die!

When the effects of Blood and Flesh Badge and Ultra Mortal Combat are at their utmost, one use of Blood and Flesh Balance Scale is enough to eliminate most conventional creatures and sufficiently restore Cyclops’s combat capability.

So.

”I’ll take it.”

This skill was also taken into Wen Yu’s space ring.

...

The acquisition of two consecutive skills did not have much impact on Wen Yu.

No joy, no sorrow.

Even slightly tedious.

Can only be described as ”decent harvest,” but such small things cannot exchange for the technological data and military profession-change scrolls Wen Yu brought from the Heavenly Palace.

Not to mention, there was the Star Mobilization Skill (Species-specific Esoteric Level, Active Skill) that Wen Yu didn’t want.

Considering this, Wen Yu unceremoniously took the last skill scroll on the coffee table.

The prompt sounded.

”Heavenly Yuan Breathing Technique (Species-specific Esoteric Level, Active Ability): A transformed internal cultivation technique from the Heavenly Elemental Universe, which, through breathing, attracts the Mysterious and Great Power of heaven and earth to enhance one’s life intensity and physique limit.”

”Note 1: This skill has been modified by the Dominator, changing from being usable only by humanoid life forms to being learnable by any breathing life form.”

”Note 2: This skill requires meditation and concentration for active cultivation; for every hour of meditation, three physique points are gained, and for every year of total meditation time, a species innate talent is upgraded!”

Seeing this skill, Wen Yu’s mouth twitched fiercely.

Is this a joke? Wen Yu could be sure that this ability absolutely belonged to the most useless kind among Limit Breaking Abilities—no increase in combat capability and requires ”active cultivation.”

Where would Wen Yu find the time to actively cultivate this junk? Wouldn’t it be better to hunt down a few Demon Fiends with that time? Three physique points per hour, isn’t it better for Wen Yu to sleep in instead? Isn’t it, isn’t it!

Completely useless!