24: Tailor-made cards, spore propagation, the evolutionary path of an alien race!

At Nanshan No. 1 High School, in the Principal's office,

At this moment,

the Principal and the Dean of Students awaited Su Bai's reply. Behind them stood a lavishly dressed young man. Although he feigned humility,

a hint of disdain in his eyes revealed his true attitude.

After sending the message, the Principal turned to the young man with a smile and said, "Young Master Chen, the message has been sent. I'm sure you'll receive this virus very soon."

His tone carried a subtle hint of flattery.

For the Principal of Nanshan No. 1 High School, this was an unimaginable situation. However, not only did the Principal not find it inappropriate, but even the Dean of Students fully agreed.

This was simply because of the identity of the person before them,

who was none other than a Second-generation God!

...In the old era, society prided itself on idolizing second-generation rich individuals. The descendants of great entrepreneurs often enjoyed widespread social admiration.

However, when the Abyss descended and the Era of Creators arrived,

this privilege shifted to the Second-generation Gods. Often, their fathers were powerful Creators, wielding immense influence in certain regions.

Chen Shang's father was one such individual.

He was a Fourth-Tier Creator! And the world was on the cusp of a transformation, with the possibility of him stepping into the Fifth-Tier realm at any moment!

Once he entered the Fifth-Tier,

it would be like a carp leaping over the dragon's gate. Even a provincial governor could not completely ignore him; he would truly become a pillar of resistance against the Abyss!

Chen Shang listened to the Principal's fawning voice, casually fiddling with the virus in his hand. The pale green test tube, with the virus inside, emitted an emerald-like green glow under the sunlight.

He completely disregarded the Principal's attempt at conversation.

The Principal felt a bit annoyed, but he dared not offend Chen Shang, so he maintained his flattering smile.

After a moment,

Chen Shang felt it was enough. He put away the virus test tube, raised his arrogant eyes, and condescendingly scanned the two men.

He slowly said, "I hear your school has a genius student?"

The Principal's heart skipped a beat, a bad premonition rising within him.

As expected,

the next moment, he heard Chen Shang's indifferent voice: "Name your price. I'm somewhat interested in his world."

...Meanwhile,

Su Bai was still pondering the school's intentions.

Before leaving, Su Bai had given the t-virus and g-virus to the school, proposing to sell them.

He just hadn't expected

that within a few hours, the school would already have a result.

Su Bai couldn't help but marvel at the school's efficiency. Then, seeing the price of the virus and the treatment for seed contestants,

a flicker of surprise crossed his face, followed by a look of realization.

"This is an investment?"

That was the only explanation. Suddenly, his phone rang. Su Bai picked it up and saw it was from the school, likely to discuss follow-up matters.

Su Bai didn't think much of it and answered the call.

An indifferent voice sounded, "Are you Su Bai? Name your price. I'm somewhat interested in your world."

The voice was lazy and casual, as if speaking to a subordinate.

Su Bai frowned, "Who are you?"

The other side scoffed, then said indifferently, "Chen Shang."

Chen Shang?

Su Bai recalled, finding vague memories about this name. He was also a College Entrance Examination student this year, and his father was a Fourth-Tier Creator.

With his father's resources, on the day of his awakening, he directly broke through the realm of a Tier 1 Creator!

It was said

that he was recently preparing to break through to Tier 2, but lacked a transcendent world with enough potential to devour, thus he had been stuck at this step.

Understanding this, Su Bai naturally grasped Chen Shang's intention.

His voice immediately turned cold, "You think you're worthy?"

Those three simple words left no room for negotiation.

After speaking,

he directly hung up the phone.

Su Bai didn't want to waste a single moment on such a person.

Beep... The sound of the phone hanging up echoed in the office.

Chen Shang's face darkened. He tightly gripped his phone without speaking. After a long while, he gnashed his teeth and sneered, "Good, good, good. It seems your school's genius really has personality, daring to speak to this young master like that."

With that,

he snorted coldly, smashed the virus reagent directly onto the floor, and turned to leave.

"Uh..."

An arm stopped Chen Shang. Chen Shang looked up with an expressionless face, only to see the Dean of Students pointing at the shattered virus reagent, saying indifferently:

"The virus reagent, according to the price we agreed upon earlier, is seventy million per vial."

At these words,

Chen Shang's expression grew even uglier, yet the Dean of Students showed no signs of backing down, always standing in front of him.

Finally,

Chen Shang threw out a card with a cold face, "You all just wait!"

He left without looking back.

Thump, thump, thump... The sound of footsteps gradually faded. The Dean of Students picked up the federal card from the ground, roused the still-stunned Principal, and prompted him:

"Chen Shang has left."

The Principal awoke as if from a dream. Since they had already offended Chen Shang, the most urgent matter now was to cut their losses.

They absolutely could not afford to offend Su Bai as well.

He immediately made a decision, "Old Li, I remember the school still has an A-grade special card. Why don't we give it to Su Bai as a small compensation?"

The Dean of Students fully agreed with this viewpoint:

"The Principal is indeed wise."

Wise?

The Principal thought of his previous demeanor and felt somewhat embarrassed. He gave a bitter smile and quickly followed the Dean of Students to look for the card... [simulator cooldown complete!]

A soft sound roused Su Bai.

He looked thoughtfully at the two items in his hand. One, of course, was the federal card that the Dean of Students had just delivered, containing a full one hundred and forty million in cash.

Such a vast sum of money,

if it were an ordinary person, they wouldn't be able to earn it even if they worked their entire lives.

But for Su Bai, it was merely the matter of selling two vials of virus. This was the gap between a Creator and an ordinary person.

Enjoying the resources of a world and achieving class ascension was but a flick of the wrist!

Su Bai sighed with emotion.

Then, thinking of Chen Shang, his eyes subtly grew cold. He wasn't a naive person and knew that this matter would not end easily.

In fact,

at this moment, Chen Shang was very likely preparing to attack him!

When it came to enemies, Su Bai never hesitated to consider the worst-case scenario. Fantasizing about an enemy was to place one's own safety at the mercy of the enemy!

Su Bai disdained such a notion.

"When soldiers come, block them; when water comes, cover it with earth. As long as one's strength is sufficient, no matter how many schemes and tricks there are, they cannot outwit a true powerhouse!"

"Ultimately, it all comes down to... strength!"

Su Bai clenched his fist, then released it, shifting his attention to the other card:

[A-grade Special Evolution Card 'Spore Propagation' !]

[Description: Used on a specified race, it can evolve the unique reproductive ability of 'Spore Propagation' !]

At first glance,

it seemed very ordinary, even unremarkable.

But if it were used on the Xenomorphs, imagine: Xenomorphs, already capable of parasitizing living organisms, now, without distance limitations, able to drift with the wind, spreading silently... How terrifying would such a new type of Xenomorph be?

It was no exaggeration to say,

such a Xenomorph race would absolutely transform into a true life-reaping machine!

Su Bai almost couldn't help but laugh aloud. It really was 'what you lack is what you get.' This card was practically tailor-made for the Xenomorph race!

With this thought, Su Bai wasted no more time.

He decisively said, "Begin simulation!"

Familiar light swirled forth, and then, a line of black text appeared in mid-air:

[Beginning the Journey of Creation —]