Tempest of the Stellar War - Chapter 1310

Chapter 1310: Desperation
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Lear was waiting for his chance. He had even thought of all sorts of methods to attract the higher echelons of the Saint; however, he really had nothing to rely on.

Lear did feel incredulous when he received the summon from the Elders. He might’ve looked indifferent in front of Luo Fei, but he was anxious and desperate. He would sacrifice everything in order to gain power. There were days where he wished to die.

Lear wasn’t afraid of failure, he was afraid of becoming dispensable.

Lear was perturbed. He didn’t know why the Elders were looking for him, but he knew that it was an opportunity, a unique opportunity which might spell the end of his life if he missed it.

The door of the temple closed. Lear’s heart skipped involuntarily when he saw those white robes. It was the Great Elder of the Saint, the supreme ruler.

The Great Elder turned around slowly and sized Lear up. Lear looked up. He knew that he couldn’t back off. However, his mind seemed to be struck by lightning once his eyes met the Great Elder’s eyes. A majestic force shrouded him.

This was the power of the Heaven rank, as vast as the sea.

Lear could feel his legs shaking, but his determination didn’t allow him to yield. Lear would kneel, but his soul was still looking down on the world.

The pressure disappeared as quickly as it appeared. It was just a few moments, but Lear was drenched.

The Great Elder smiled. “Lear, do you know why you were summoned?”

It was a question with no head nor tail, but Lear smiled slightly. “Great Elder, you summoned me to gift me a dangerous opportunity.”

“Oh?”

“This matter should be very dangerous, but it will also be the only opportunity for my current situation,” Lear replied.

The Great Elder smiled. He was indeed clever. The Saint had an abundance of power and martial techniques that allowed them to keep their power. However, that was also something that could lead to the Saint’s downfall. That was why he had been absorbing fresh blood since he took over.

Lear knew his own position. He wasn’t stupid to think that he could fool anyone.

“What qualities do you think you have that’s worthy of my attention?” the Elder asked.

“The Saint isn’t lacking in power. This disciple’s cultivation base is backward; however, this disciple believes that his mind is better than others’. I also have tenacity and ambition. My desire for power has never diminished,” Lear said. It was better to tell the Great Elder the truth rather than to play some cheap tricks.

The Great Elder smiled. “What can you give up for power?”

The price!

Lear felt that this was fair. Life was a trade.

“That would depend on what kind of power that is,” Lear said in a low voice. He wasn’t an idiot. A person who agreed to everything readily had no value either. Lear was never one to diminish his value.

“How about a power to have Wang Zheng grovel under your feet?” The Great Elder smiled.

Lear bent his waist. “Then, this disciple has nothing he can’t lose.”

“Very good and very smart. Your talent isn’t bad, but it’s not the best. Locks wouldn’t be able to help you in terms of power gain. I’ll give you a chance now.” The Elder clapped.

A middle-aged, bespectacled man in a white coat walked out and looked at Lear as though he was a piece of meat. He smiled satisfactorily, revealing two rows of yellow teeth.

“I’m Mendel, the person in charge of the Fusion of Human and Abyssal Zerg Project. If it succeeds, we will be able to produce a perfect new species even more perfect than God himself.” Mendel began feeling his specimen as he spoke.

The Great Elder looked directly at Lear. “This is the grand plan of the Saint. Creating new warriors with human and Zerg genes. If successful, we will grant you the position of an Elder.”

Lear stayed silent. He understood immediately. This wasn’t a new topic. However, what monster would result from bioengineering the genes of humans and Zerg?

No one knew. However, it would cease to be human. It would be a monster with an existence even more inferior than that of a cyborg.

“This experiment requires you to have strong ambition. If not, it will only fail. You have to be sure.” The Great Elder still carried a light smile on his face.

“Young man, this experiment sets the direction of human evolution. Human intelligence and the infinite life force of the Zerg. You could be freed from the restraints of the flesh and become a whole new species. Think about it, you’ll become the new Adam of the new humans, the ancestor!” Mendel was very satisfied with his experimental target. That pair of eyes didn’t show an ounce of fear when he mentioned the experiment, they were calculating his benefits. That was excellent!

“Great Elder, I’ve given it ample thought. I’m willing!” Lear announced.

The Great Elder nodded happily. “Go, I’ll give you some time to prepare. All your requests will be granted.”

Lear’s expression didn’t change. He could only accept it. He was now a fish on the chopping board. He had no power to refuse. His fate was set when the Great Elder chose him.

What was he amongst the overload of candidates? His background was the weakest, he had no power to resist, nor did he had the support of any Elder.

He could only move on if he wanted to live on. Live on and become the regret of everyone.

God would surely pinch your brain when he closed a door for you.

Mendel rattled off incessantly about the benefits of the experiment along the way. A mad scientist would do whatever it took to realize his ideals.

The failure rate of his experiment on humans was 100%. Of course, that also meant that he had obtained a lot of experience. Those ghouls he had created couldn’t be considered successes. They always became monsters at the last stage of gene integration.Therfore, the subject’s obsession and humanity were very important. The Circle of Elders had sent many strong subjects, but it was useless. They were all swallowed up by the gene. This wasn’t the new human he wanted to create.

What would be born between the two strongest races in the universe? That was the question the geneticist wanted to solve.

It would definitely become a work of art that even God would be jealous of!

Lear was listening seriously. He could be sure that it was extremely dangerous. Nonetheless, if it succeeded, it would bring him unlimited possibilities.

In the past, he hadn’t given others any choice. Now the world hadn’t given him any choice either. He had nothing worth reminiscing anyway. Family? Loved ones? Fri…