46: Chapter 46: Summoned by Military Giants? Facing the Interstellar Battlefield!

The contract was established, and a new option for managing subordinate gods appeared on Lin Yuan's divine domain panel.

A one-way resource channel was officially established.

This meant that as long as Lin Yuan wished it.

With a single thought, he could drain all the resources in Fatty Wang's divine domain.

It was not only a complete subordination of power but also a disguised form of protection.

Lin Yuan closed his eyes, and his consciousness descended once again into the Wasteland Divine Domain.

He did not look at the Tyrant Demon in the center of the basin.

Instead, he cast his gaze toward the edge of the divine domain, at that group of the Dark Gold Poisonous Miasma Insect Race.

These originally corrupted cockroaches, after undergoing the baptism of laws, had individuals that survived with extremely tenacious vitality.

"Initiate Creation Extraction."

A dark golden light lit up in Lin Yuan's eyes as he locked onto the group of poisonous miasma insects below.

[Extraction successful. Obtained Black Iron-grade conceptual entry: Abnormal Survival Resilience (Significantly enhances the host's adaptability to harsh environments and resistance to toxins).]

Lin Yuan flipped his fingertips, and over a hundred highly pure wasteland poison crystals floated before him.

These poison crystals had been brewed by the earth's veins for a long time, making their toxicity extremely fierce.

Let alone Oink Pigs, even ordinary Bronze-tier monsters would have their organs melted and die if they rashly consumed them.

Lin Yuan consumed faith points and injected the entry into the interior of the poison crystals.

Green light circulated, the manic aura on the surface of the poison crystals receded, and a layer of eerie vitality was added.

"Transmit."

With a thought from Lin Yuan, this batch of modified [wasteland poison crystal] was sent out.

Following the law channel, they were deposited into Fatty Wang's grassland divine domain.

In the real world, inside the restaurant.

Fatty Wang looked at the hundreds of glowing stones that appeared out of thin air above his divine domain and swallowed hard.

"Crush these wasteland poison crystals and mix them into the feed for your Oink Pigs."

Lin Yuan leaned back in his chair and stated, "After the first round of feeding, at least seventy percent of them will die."

Fatty Wang shuddered all over.

Seventy percent.

The over ten thousand Oink Pigs he had worked so hard to accumulate.

Most of them would die at once; in normal times, his heart would bleed with pain.

Lin Yuan looked at him, "But as long as they survive, they will be the strategic rations we need."

"Let's do it!" Fatty Wang gritted his teeth.

He had an almost blind trust in Lin Yuan.

Since he was going to be killed by the big guilds anyway, he might as well take a gamble.

Afterward, Fatty Wang said goodbye and returned to his home.

Upon returning home, Fatty Wang closed his eyes and sank his consciousness into his divine domain.

Following Lin Yuan's instructions, he crushed the wasteland poison crystals into powder.

He mixed it into the ryegrass feed and fed it to the Oink Pig herd on the vast grassland.

The passage of time in the divine domain was vastly different from reality.

Only four days had passed in the real world, but in Fatty Wang's divine domain, nearly a full month had already elapsed.

During this half a month, cries and howls filled the grassland.

The Oink Pigs that ate the poisoned feed grew pustules all over their bodies and rolled on the ground.

The toxins destroyed their internal organs, and their genetic chains began to collapse under the erosion of the Wasteland laws.

One Oink Pig after another fell, turning into pools of foul-smelling blood, even the surrounding turf was corroded away completely.

On the first day of divine domain time, half died.

On the second day, the number of remaining pigs plummeted to fewer than four thousand.

Fatty Wang watched this scene from his home in reality, his eyes bloodshot, gasping for breath.

But he gritted his teeth and did not cut off the supply of the poisoned feed.

Until the twenty-eighth day of divine domain time.

The eight hundred Oink Pigs remaining on the grassland finally stopped howling.

Their originally pink and plump bodies underwent earth-shaking mutations under the dual reshaping of the toxins and the entry.

The pigskin on their bodies turned into a tough, deep-black keratin layer, and their size surged.

They grew from their original half-meter height into behemoths comparable to adult bulls.

Their eyes were crimson, white gas with faint acidity puffed from their nostrils, and their tusks were like two curved blades.

[Mutant Black Demon Pig].

[Tier: Black Iron 8-Star].

[Trait: The meat contains high concentrations of violent blood energy, and the breeding cycle is extremely short. Cruel temperament.]

"It... it worked!" In reality, Fatty Wang suddenly opened his eyes, trembling with excitement.

His Oink Pigs, which originally had no combat power and could only serve as food ingredients.

Had actually skipped several minor tiers to become Black Iron high-tier mutant monsters!

"Beep—"

Lin Yuan's personal terminal suddenly popped up a communication request.

As soon as it connected, Fatty Wang's holographic projection popped out. His fat face was flushed red, and he was so excited that he almost knelt down to Lin Yuan on the other side of the screen.

"Brother Yuan! No, Godfather! Eight hundred survived! And they've already started mating like crazy. This breeding speed is more than twice as fast as before!"

"From now on, I will buy all the Black Demon Pigs you produce every day at the internal price." Lin Yuan was sitting on his sofa, looking at the terminal projection with a calm expression.

This had long been within his expectations.

With the entry as a guarantee, if these pigs couldn't even withstand this bit of poison, they wouldn't be qualified to be the Tyrant Demon's rations.

Lin Yuan operated the divine domain panel for a while.

He took hundreds of eliminated mutant Mud Crabs and Demonized Vultures from his divine domain—which were missing limbs but still fierce in combat power.

And sold them in a bundle to Fatty Wang through the channel at an extremely low cost price.

Fatty Wang looked at the hundreds of Bronze-tier combat units that suddenly appeared in his divine domain, his brain buzzing.

With this batch of air-ground coordinated mutant troops, plus the high blood energy recovery provided by the Black Demon Pigs.

His combat power among ordinary civilian students would be unstoppable.

Passing the streaming exam and maintaining his status would be no problem at all.

"Blood Edge Guild... to hell with the guild!" Fatty Wang clenched his fists on the other side of the communication, feeling unprecedented confidence.

After handling Fatty Wang's affairs, Lin Yuan sat alone in his second-floor bedroom.

He opened his personal terminal to take stock of his current assets.

More than half of the two hundred million in military armament funds remained.

He was just about to go hunt for some equipment to strengthen the Tyrant Demon's living armor.

Just then, the terminal screen turned pitch black.

A dark red Spark Legion totem representing the military appeared.

A virtual coordinate invitation popped up.

Sender: Spark Legion Commander-in-Chief, Commander Xiao Lie.

"The Commander-in-Chief is summoning me personally?" Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly.

Without any hesitation, Lin Yuan picked up the virtual helmet on the table, put it on, and clicked to accept the teleportation.

When Lin Yuan opened his eyes.

What met his eyes was a vast, boundless, deep, and cold starry universe.

There was no air around, only a suffocating sense of vacuum pressure, and visible turbulent flows of violent energy tearing through the void.

Lin Yuan stood on a floating meteorite fragment.

A dark golden demigod shield automatically deployed, resisting the surrounding interstellar radiation.

"Look down."

Commander Xiao Lie's deep, majestic voice rang in Lin Yuan's ears.

Lin Yuan turned his head and found that Commander Xiao Lie was standing on another meteorite ten meters away.

This iron-fisted military commander was not wearing a military uniform.

He was draped in a set of dark golden interstellar battle armor covered in blade marks, his gaze like torches, staring downward.

Lin Yuan followed Commander Xiao Lie's guidance and looked down.

The next second, his pupils contracted sharply, and his breath hitched.

Below was a cosmic battlefield so vast that it could not be measured by numbers.

In the core area of this galaxy, a Deep Abyss Demon God the size of an asteroid was coiled.

The monster had no fixed form; it was like a tumor kneaded together from countless corpses, eyeballs, and dark matter.

Just by remaining there, the terrifying gravity it emitted caused the surrounding void to collapse and shatter over a large area.

Dozens of desolate dead stars were wrapped by the tentacles around its body and crushed as easily as crumbling a biscuit.

Opposite that Demon God.

Were tens of millions of interstellar mecha legions, forming a steel wall stretching for tens of thousands of kilometers, firing with full firepower.

High-tier angel legions condensed holy light giant swords millions of feet long in the starry sky, cleaving through the darkness.

There were even hundreds of True God-level powerhouses riding thunder and stepping on the galaxy, shuttling through the meteorite belt and releasing law beams that could destroy heaven and earth.

The collision of various energies, every explosion, erupted with light a thousand times more dazzling than a supernova explosion.

The void was beaten into chaos, and countless mecha wrecks and believers' corpses fell into the abyss like raindrops.

It was too vast.

It was too tragic.

Lin Yuan stood on the meteorite, watching the scene of war below that was enough to destroy several Jiang Cities.

The demigod power within him was, in the face of such great power, as insignificant as a speck of dust.

The intense visual impact instantly shattered the trace of complacency Lin Yuan felt due to his divine domain's rapid troop expansion and massive wealth.

"Did you see that?"

Commander Xiao Lie stood with his hands behind his back, his voice penetrating the vacuum and reaching Lin Yuan's ears.

"This is what a real Divine Kingdom war is."

Commander Xiao Lie turned his head, his gaze falling on Lin Yuan, his tone devoid of any emotion.

"Those so-called high-tier monsters you killed in the live-action exam, and those Mutant Goblins you are so proud of."

"In front of this thing, they don't even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder."

Commander Xiao Lie raised his hand, pointing at the asteroid-like Demon God below: "What you killed is nothing but the dandruff that fell off its body."

Lin Yuan was silent, his fists tightening slightly.

He did not refute.

Because what Commander Xiao Lie said was the truth.

In the face of the true interstellar abyss, the struggles of Jiang City's geniuses and aristocratic families were like bacteria in a petri dish fighting over nutrient solution.

"The Commander didn't let me see this just to knock me down a peg, right?" Lin Yuan withdrew his gaze, his eyes regaining their calmness.

A flash of appreciation crossed Commander Xiao Lie's eyes.

If it were any other high school student, they would have been scared weak at the knees upon seeing this scene.

That Lin Yuan could regain his rationality so quickly; this temperament was truly rare.