Chapter 1199: The Neighbor Old Wang, Is a Human Necessity?

Author: The Smile of 300 Kilograms

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Last Updated: August 3, 2020

Chapter Word Count: 5078 characters

At this moment, the multidimensional saint felt a profound sense of gravity.

He was indeed about to bestow his race's Zero Hidden Bloodline, the Multiverse Bloodline, upon the creature before him, transforming it into one of his own kind.

The Sixth Hidden Bloodline is only attainable by becoming a Multidimensional Saint.

Although possessing an additional bloodline, they are still Tenth-Order Saints.

However, they prefer to call themselves

Weak Eleventh-Order!

Each realm corresponds to an additional genetic locus.

Four bloodlines lead to the Ninth-Order of enlightenment.Five bloodlines lead to the Tenth-Order of sainthood.And the sixth, naturally, would be the Eleventh-Order.

But being a hidden bloodline, it only grants a partial advancement.

This is because the so-called Weak Eleventh-Order is truly the limit; the Multiverse Saint is the endpoint. That statement has always been correct: the Tenth-Order is the true culmination of the Grand Dao; a true Eleventh-Order does not exist in this universe!

They are a half-realm above Tenth-Order Saints, yet still Tenth-Order Saints.

It's similar to beings stuck at the pinnacle of the Weak Ninth-Order; their actual realm is still Eighth-Order Deity. However, Weak Ninth-Order beings and Eighth-Order Deities belong to fundamentally different combat systems.

Weak Ninth-Order beings wield the power of laws, while Eighth-Order Deities do not.

At this moment, he reached across dimensions. Even using his parallel self in this timeline as a medium, it still incurred an immense cost and caused severe damage. But he no longer cared; he was willing to take the gamble.

Because this bloodline was too terrifying.

Moreover, this species was clearly organized in a pyramid structure; controlling this "small television" leader would mean controlling the entire race.

Such a powerful race must be brought under control!

"Furthermore, this is to check if there are any hidden countermeasures," he mused, taking a deep breath.

If other beings possess a hidden bloodline and don't activate it, even a Saint would find it difficult to detect. It's impossible to discern by merely observing their physique and bloodline structure.

The only way to verify is to integrate another Zero Bloodline, or rather, the Sixth Bloodline!

If the target already possessed the Zero Bloodline, it would be impossible to integrate a second one!

"However, the fact that the target before me can integrate it means they don't have the Zero Bloodline at all, nor any hidden contingencies. They have already become one of our kin," he said, taking a deep breath.

At this moment, Xu Zhi heard a voice from the Zerg Sub-brain:

"A race has been detected undergoing forced adaptive evolution, about to transform into a lineage of this Grand Dao creature, applying camouflage. Do you wish to prevent this?"

"It can adapt to *this*?"

"Evolve into *that* creature?"

Xu Zhi was momentarily stunned, then replied that there was no need to stop it.

He immediately narrowed his eyes, looking at another unfolding scene: Autumn Mountain Speed's girlfriend was being imbued with the Sixth Hidden Bloodline.

"It's just like when I previously imbued the Nine-Headed Ancient Mother with my Zerg bloodline," he thought. "It didn't alter her original bloodline, and even she couldn't detect it, because this is the hidden Sixth, or rather, the Zero Bloodline."

"The universe is truly vast and boundless," he continued. "It seems the opponent is indeed a Multiverse Saint from an unknown timeline, a great being just like the previous generation of Zerg Mother Queens. They are imbuing their hidden bloodline over the Zerg's bloodline, but the Zerg can pretend not to have it, directly absorbing and adaptively camouflaging themselves as the opponent's bloodline power is injected?"

"Is this the Zerg's true capability?"

Xu Zhi's eyelids twitched slightly.

Is this the power of the "Old Wang Next Door"?

"I should have realized this earlier," he mused. "The Zerg acting as professional 'Old Wangs Next Door' isn't just talk. What kind of beings are they? An 'Old Wang' at the Ninth-Order enlightenment level, like Renimansgar, would be meaningless to a Saint, wouldn't it?"

"So, the Zerg have always been the 'Old Wangs Next Door' to these Saints!"

Xu Zhi's heart went numb with a jolt.

Just how terrifying and evil were the Zerg, really?

These were *Saints*!

Weren't they afraid of being beaten to death?

Xu Zhi couldn't help but ask the Zerg Sub-brain, "What happens if they are successfully imbued?"

The Zerg Sub-brain replied:

"The Zerg's inherent bloodline abilities will be frozen, while simultaneously allowing the use of the hidden bloodline injected by the opponent."

Xu Zhi was startled.

The Zerg's native abilities frozen, but they can use the opponent's Grand Dao bloodline abilities?

No wonder it couldn't be detected.

He couldn't help but whisper, "Then, by using their power, can we obtain their Zero Bloodline for ourselves?"

"That is not possible."

The Zerg Sub-brain responded, "Each race can only possess one Zero Bloodline. This process merely temporarily disguises them by leveraging the opponent's injected power. Only the individual who received the injection gains the strength."

A flicker of regret crossed Xu Zhi's face.

After a long moment of silence, he looked at the scene involving Autumn Mountain Speed's girlfriend and secretly thought:

"But this is already incredibly powerful. Even if we can't acquire the opponent's ultimate hidden Multidimensional Saint bloodline, by acting as 'Old Wangs' and taking their bloodline, we can then condense it into our own Grand Dao bloodline. That's certainly possible..."

Taking a deep breath, Xu Zhi continued, "Like a cuckoo usurping a magpie's nest, their sons, descendants, and trusted prodigies secretly become our Zerg. Furthermore, these Saint families and Tenth-Order civilizations will undoubtedly cultivate the next generation of Saints. After all, Saints can fall, and for a civilization to prosper, they must nurture successors."

"Families like the Nine-Headed Ancient Mother's lineage pass down their legacy through generations; only by producing Saints can they maintain their prominence. As families governing the Heavenly Dao of the universe, if they fail to produce new Saints, they will decline."

The more Xu Zhi thought about it, the more goosebumps he got, a chill running down his spine. "And the next generation they painstakingly nurture," he realized, "are secretly our Zerg."

Previously, the Zerg Mother Queen must have been doing this all along.

Before this, Xu Zhi himself believed he was doing something similar with Renimansgar and the Elemental Civilization. But clearly, he was just a self-proclaimed amateur 'Old Wang.' Now, this was truly his first time being a proper 'Old Wang Next Door.'

This multidimensional Saint already believed he had struck gold, unaware that he was raising sons for Xu Zhi.

"Absolutely shameless," Xu Zhi muttered.

Xu Zhi shook his head, gritted his teeth, and thought to himself even more emphatically, "I had previously suspected that the previous Zerg Mother Queen might have been going around acting as an 'Old Wang Next Door,' sowing seeds everywhere, enjoying her escapades until she was discovered and directly surrounded and killed. Now that I think about it, it's very likely."

Who could possibly withstand something like this?

"I painstakingly raise your sons for you?"

This is undermining the very foundations of others, striking at the most fundamental and inviolable aspects of these Saints! It's like touching a Saint's inverse scale!

Goosebumps covered Xu Zhi's body. "And am I now," he wondered, "repeating history?"

He suddenly felt an urge to stop. He couldn't afford to be beaten to death; one only needed to look at how tragically the previous Zerg Mother Queen met her end.

The thought of being ganged up on and hunted down by everyone in the world was terrifying.

Even a being as strong as Yi Mang couldn't withstand the siege of three thousand gods and devils.

After all, among Saints at the same realm, who isn't a monstrous talent with heaven-defying combat power? Who isn't a prodigy that appears only once every countless billions of years in their universe?

You might be slightly more heaven-defying, but you certainly can't fight too many of them.

But as Xu Zhi considered it, he also felt unwilling to give up. Not acting as an 'Old Wang Next Door' felt somewhat uncomfortable.

This is precisely the Zerg's core ability.

Zerg spores can evolve into countless forms, transforming into other races—they are true shapeshifters. With such abilities, becoming 'your son' is just a normal operation.

If not used, the Zerg would become useless.

"'The previous Zerg Mother Queen is practically dragging me into an unjust position!' Xu Zhi thought, finding himself unable to complain further. After a few seconds of silence, he finally sighed. 'Indeed, being an 'Old Wang Next Door' is addictive. That secretive pleasure, that thrill, it's hard to resist. It's a fundamental human need; not doing it for a day makes one feel uneasy.'"