178: Chapter 177 Beets Served

After a long while, Tang Wuying completely snapped back to reality.

"Wrong! Wrong!" He backed away repeatedly, pointing at the plant in Gu Han's hands. "What you're describing is far too ideal! This thing will indeed cause all factions to fight over it, but aren't the lives of those Advanced huanzi lives too? Besides, how can you be sure that these factions definitely won't have time to come after us? No, come after me! Once exposed, wouldn't I be dead for sure?!"

"What if it causes chaos in the world?" The more Tang Wuying thought about it, the more frightened he became, speaking more and more anxiously. "What if they can find someone with a divine lord skill to detoxify it? What if this thing doesn't develop the way you imagined…"

"Then use your life to trade for the lives of those huanzi." Gu Han directly interrupted, shoving the plant into his hands.

Tang Wuying choked, a breath stuck in his throat.

"You're about to die anyway, where do you get so many 'what ifs' from?" Gu Han stuffed the plant into Tang Wuying's arms. "I already said it's to create chaos. If we run away now, sooner or later they'll strike in secret again, impossible to guard against. Do you think you can hide back in the Tang Family and live in peace? Commander Ang Tai could get traffickers to track you down, and King Wafan can equally drag you out from the Tang Family."

Tang Wuying cradled that plant, momentarily speechless, cold sweat breaking out on his palms.

"If you bring this thing out, we can use the chaotic situation to buy some time and strive for room to grow." Gu Han paused, patted Tang Wuying's shoulder. "If one day you are really found, I'll directly hand you over to the country, and wait until I can redeem you later."

Tang Wuying's mouth twitched.

The truth was indeed as Tang Wuying had said; this was merely an ideal development of events. But no matter how it developed, these human smugglers would ultimately end up fighting each other over interests.

Even if the situation wasn't ideal, this move would cause many huanzi to lose their lives, and even innocent bystanders would get dragged into it.

A small sacrifice would make future generations steer far clear of the divine huanzi. In the future, these evil forces would inevitably fight like dogs, and the entire world order would be reshuffled because of it.

This was fundamentally not the cozy place of his past life. For the weak to talk about humanity with the wicked was the greatest cruelty to oneself.

If they successfully escaped now, talked about humanity, and did nothing, then on some future day, being crushed to death casually and secretly by these big figures would still leave those people completely unfazed, living their lives as usual.

Gu Han would rather make mistakes than do nothing at all. He wanted to utilize everything available right in front of him to carve out a sliver of room to grow.

In troubled times, daydreaming about remaining entirely independent and solitary was true naivety.

Gu Han grabbed Tang Wuying's shoulders and shook him hard twice.

"Wuying, you are a Genius. You simply don't understand how massive your energy is." Gu Han's tone was solemn. "You already have no choice; the Tang Family can protect you for a moment, but not for a lifetime. If you don't step up to the table, you will forever be at the mercy of others."

Tang Wuying looked at Gu Han's unprecedented solemnity, but couldn't help frantically complaining in his heart.

'Come on, I just have a bitter fate! As long as you don't die one day, me stepping up to the table just means being served up as a dish!'

When things didn't concern them, people always liked to think about problems from various angles. But with a blade pressed against his neck, Tang Wuying could make a decision immediately.

Preserving his life was paramount.

He had no time to ponder what state he would ultimately end up in. At this point, there was no other choice; since his life was already pinched in Gu Han's hands, then they might as well raise a huge ruckus.

'I am a Genius, more of a Genius than any of the Tang Family's ancestors; with a flip of my hand, I can manipulate the world's structure. I have infinite possibilities; as long as I possess immense value, I won't die!'

Let's do this!

Tang Wuying hardened his heart, gripped the plant tightly, and quickly activated [Selective Birth].

Having worked such a long underground shift for Gu Han, he had faintly sensed that his level of development for this innate skill was practically a world of difference compared to before.

Tang Wuying's own Divine Kingdom was already vastly different from what it used to be.

Various types of divine plants had been forcibly optimized and upgraded by him; those mixed-blood Goblin had also had their useless breeds removed, retaining only the strains with the greatest combat and survival capabilities, and then continuously optimized and iterated using the Goblin's extraordinary traits.

Arranging this kind of ordinary plant was now completely effortless for him. Amidst the endless exploitation prior, he had even figured out a set of high-efficiency rules.

For instance, if he wanted to slow down the growth process of the plant in front of him, he would use the skill on the extremely slow-growing Turtle-Breathing Grass, using its skill threads as a control group.

He could modify huanzi to grow extremely slowly at the fastest speed, and using this method could save a lot of time and energy.

The only difficult problem that needed to be conquered was the chronic neurotoxin. He was actually extremely proud, even feeling that his skill was several times better than Gu Han's.

Tang Wuying brought the plant along and referenced every single poisonous plant within his Divine Kingdom. He even secretly competed in his heart, not allowing any other divine lord's skill to detoxify his chronic neurotoxin.

Tang Wuying closed his eyes and concentrated on deducing, large beads of sweat seeping from his forehead. He even occasionally returned to his Divine Kingdom to construct simulated environments, using primitive chickens to conduct extreme screening experiments over and over again.

Those whose toxicity acted too quickly were eliminated. Those whose toxicity was neutralized by the euphoria-inducing components were eliminated. Those that affected the euphoria-forming nature were all eliminated without exception.

This process extremely consumed Mental Energy, and Tang Wuying's complexion turned visibly pale.

Afterward, he cultivated and adjusted it inside the Divine Kingdom for a full three years.

In reality, the plant's modification had already been completed back in the first year.

But his requirements for the chronic poison were extremely high; in the end, he even bypassed the category of toxicity to study sequences that could coexist with living organisms, constantly optimizing and modifying them.

Coupled with the fact that Gu Han's requirements for the plant after deduction were also extremely high—requiring Tang Wuying to ensure that the plant possessed extremely strong exclusivity to prevent others from cultivating or hybridizing other harmless variants through technological means—

striving to reduce all uncontrollable risks to a minimum.

Tang Wuying also heavily agreed and didn't perfunctorily slack off.

Gu Han could pretend to be a weakling to protect himself, and he could do the same.

He also had his own calculations in mind: the closer to perfect and high-end the finished product was, the better it could prevent others from associating it with him. After all, externally he was just a little Genius who hybridized Goblins.

When one day he was truly discovered, his value would also make others hesitate when thinking about killing him; at least after being handed over to the country, he could have a good treatment.

A faint fluorescent flash swept past, and a brand-new plant appeared in Tang Wuying's hands.

It was indistinguishable in appearance from the original huanzi, its color even more vibrant and dripping, except that just looking at it made one crave it like sweet delicacies.

"It's done! I've done it!"

Tang Wuying's hair was disheveled, looking like a madman.

"Well done." Gu Han leaned in to take a look, extremely satisfied.

This thing's cultivation conditions were harsh, its growth slow, and its yield was bound to be extremely low.

Things of rare value were precious; once it appeared on the market, it would definitely be a rare commodity in upper-class circles, making it less likely to afflict the innocent.

Tang Wuying pushed aside his somewhat messy hair and looked at Gu Han. "I've already cultivated several hundred seedlings. Have you figured out how to send this thing out?"

If this thing was taken directly into reality, it would become a dead object. Although it originally belonged to a reality product, over time it would inevitably lose its medicinal properties, and furthermore, they wouldn't be able to continue cultivating it.

"The general direction is set. I have Dakan's handheld console and loading card here. I'm still thinking about how to let us fade out of their line of sight."

Gu Han's words made Tang Wuying completely heave a sigh of relief.

"Oh god! Wow! That demon Gu Han said 'us,' proving that I haven't been abandoned yet."