From the very beginning, Jiang Yi understood one thing clearly.
If you wanted to break the ending of Evolutionary Frenzy and prevent Blue Star from being used as a breeding farm…
You could only start with Huang.
Human technology and global evolution were both advancing at terrifying speed but no matter how fast they were, there was always an upper limit.
A threshold.
Only Huang a bug-level genius could keep surprising Jiang Yi again and again.
"Huang… let me see how high you've grown."
Jiang Yi's figure vanished on the spot.
When he reappeared, he was already above a small town in the Xia Kingdom.
[Huang lost his parents when he was young and was admitted to a humble orphanage. Even though he lived in a very difficult environment since childhood, Huang's character remained pure and perseverant.]
[Isn't the golden scale just a thing in the pond? It turns into a dragon when it encounters the storm.]
Jiang Yi raised an eyebrow.
Good guy the system had directly designated Huang as the Son of Destiny.
But that made sense. If he wasn't the Son of Destiny, how could he become the Martial Ancestor of mankind?
"Accept your own power, Huang."
Jiang Yi pointed at the boy in the orphanage.
In an instant, he infused him with all the memories of Huang from the "Age of Warriors", and at the same time left him two bottles of Gene Potion Type III.
Yes.
Two bottles.
An idea suddenly surfaced in Jiang Yi's mind.
If Huang was allowed to hold the remaining two bottles of genetic medicine, what would he do?
One bottle for himself and one for the country?
Or would he use both alone?
"That's why I say… observing humans is very interesting."
Jiang Yi's lips curved slightly.
While instilling those memories, he deliberately nudged Huang's cognition as well magnifying the importance of physical training to an extreme degree.
After finishing all this, Jiang Yi sat high in the sky, overlooking the world below.
Two hours later…
Inside the orphanage, Huang opened his tired eyes.
Yet the calmness and the weight of experience within them was something a young man should never possess.
He glanced around, then lowered his gaze to his hands.
"A dream?"
"It was so real you can't even fault it… Was it Zhuang Zhou dreaming of fish, or Zhuang Zhou dreaming of fish?"
Recalling the scene of his death in the dream, Huang drew a deep breath, as if trying to exhale all the regrets lodged in his chest.
He sat up, ready to get out of bed and start the day.
But his right hand accidentally brushed against something.
The touch felt familiar… yet unfamiliar.
"This is…!!!"
Huang's expression changed.
He seized the test tube tightly and stared at it, examining it from every angle.
There was no mistaking it.
That magnificent scarlet liquid paired with that unmistakable shape
This was the genetic potion from the dream.
And it was Genetic Medicine Type III!
"Could it be… I'm reborn?"
The young man's expression turned wild with uncertainty
Then, in the next moment, it settled into calm.
In a heartbeat, countless possibilities flashed through his mind: an accident, the mercy of the gods…
But one thing was obvious.
He had been reborn.
And he had returned to the past with the precious Genetic Medicine Type III in his hands.
After several minutes of heavy contemplation, Huang finally moved.
He took one bottle, uncorked it, inhaled deeply
Then drank it down in a single gulp, his eyes filled with unwavering resolve.
The moment it slid into his stomach, a familiar, razor-sharp pain exploded through his entire body.
"As long as I survive the enhancement of genetic medicine… with my skills, I can approach the supreme leader without anyone noticing and warn him in advance about the meteorite crisis and the evolutionary virus!"
"This time… I will protect the Xia Kingdom!"
Huang's whole body trembled from the violent pain.
Cold sweat poured down his forehead
Yet he didn't make a sound.
Compared to physical agony, he couldn't bear to witness the destruction of the Xia Kingdom again.
"He's quite ruthless."
Outside Huang's awareness, Jiang Yi watched silently from above.
Even Jiang Yi who had seen countless thrilling scenes couldn't help but be impressed by Huang's decision to take Genetic Agent III immediately.
If a second-level warrior took Gene Potion Type III, there would naturally be no problem.
But for an ordinary human body?
One misstep, and flesh and blood could explode.
[Just as the host marveled at Huang's strong character, time passed at a fast speed. Soon, Huang whose body potential had been fully developed by three generations of genetic medicine broke through and became the only warrior in the world today.]
[Huang rushed to the Xia Kingdom's Imperial Capital as quickly as possible. After two days of reconnaissance, he finally selected the best time and decided to sneak into the Tianlong Pavilion in the Imperial Capital.]
As the system's voice fell, the image before Jiang Yi shifted.
The bustling daytime city vanished, replaced by a star-filled midnight sky.
The location changed as well from a remote town to the capital of the Xia Kingdom.
Under Jiang Yi's gaze, Huang dressed entirely in black moved at astonishing speed, weaving through the shadows as he infiltrated Tianlong Pavilion, the highest authority in the imperial capital.
For him the world's only warrior
So-called strict security was child's play.
"Not bad, not bad. Worthy of being the leader's security company. These people are all of good quality."
Huang casually evaluated the guards' physiques as he slipped through their defenses with ease.
"At the very least… they can all become second-level warriors."
Before long, his eyes locked onto the true target of this trip
Tianlong Pavilion.
The old man's permanent residence.
When Huang entered silently, the old man had not yet fallen asleep.
He sat behind his desk, muttering to himself, as if still thinking about how to make the Xia Kingdom stronger.
It wasn't until he looked up and saw Huang's figure that the old man's expression shifted slightly.
He set the book in his hand down.
It was strange.
It was obviously their first meeting…
Yet the old man felt a powerful sense of familiarity
As if he had known the young man standing before him for a very long time.