Xyrin Empire

Chapter 168: Chapter 168: Biochemical Experiments of the Burning Legion?

“Divine Messenger?” Seeing me frowning intently with a worried expression, Jaina couldn’t help but ask.

Instantly, my frown relaxed… Hmm, this feeling of being respectfully addressed as “Divine Messenger” by a Legendary Hero indeed gives one a strangely satisfying feeling of having successfully tricked someone important…

The next second, I felt an unprecedentedly hefty strike on the top of my foot.

In that moment, I realized two things. The first was that my mysterious shiver upon seeing Miss Lin dressed in the standard Xyrin Commander armor made sense—being kicked by a heel made of super-strong alloy really hurt like hell! As for the second thing… it seems like I’d just had some contemptible thoughts on the public channel again…

Seeing my facial expressions change continuously within a second, Jaina was instantly confused, wondering if this was some kind of special hobby of the Divine Race—like facial muscle exercise or something…

Why did I feel like someone was thinking about me in a very rude way just now?

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Then, I finally noticed Jaina’s probing look and inwardly cursed. I’d been infected by her “sudden thought derailment syndrome.” I quickly sorted out my expression, smoothing the muscles that had involuntarily twisted due to Miss Lin’s unexpected strike, and then said, “No need to be so formal; you can call me Chen Jun. I personally don’t care much for all that pomp and ceremony, and about that Divine Messenger… we aren’t exactly of the Divine Race…”

Properly showing off is quite exhilarating, but it’s better not to continue deceiving others after having had one’s fill.

Jaina’s expression suddenly became very animated, filled with confusion, surprise, and a bit of anger at being fooled—but that anger turned to even greater confusion because of evidence that almost proved my identity.

Seeing Jaina about to get swallowed up again by her wildly off-topic imagination, I quickly explained, “When we said earlier that we were from the World Management Center, we weren’t deceiving you. We truly are responsible for maintaining the security of several worlds and often cooperate with gods to eliminate unstable elements across worlds. However, we don’t consider ourselves as the Divine Race… Do you get it?”

Obviously, Jaina was even more confused.

Being responsible for world security, partnering with gods, and even having Angel members, yet claiming not to be of the Divine Race?

Jaina couldn’t quite grasp what I meant.

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That’s quite normal; for the average mortal, especially in a magic world like Azeroth where gods truly exist, gods are beings that are palpably real but aloof and unapproachable. How could they imagine a situation like the Xyrin Empire, which, although in the mortal world, is as close to the Divine Race as two old men from the same neighborhood passing time by bird-watching, playing chess, and chatting idly? For them, gods and humans are distinctly separated, not interfering with each other—even during the Ancient Era when gods and mortals mingled, the world of the gods was not something humans could partake in.

It’s hard for people to think that there could be a race like the Xyrin Apostle, who, although mortals, have nearly the same power as the Divine Race.

“Slap…” I felt another pang of pain on my foot as Sandora communicated mind-to-mind, clearly annoyed, “Dead Ah Jun, who are you calling a Monster!”

Although Jaina didn’t quite understand what I had said, she still quickly formed her own interpretation, “So you mean, you possess the power of gods, perform the duties of gods, and are equal in status to gods… as ‘humans’?”

“Extraneous Divine Race,” Sandora said, continuously delivering a high-level flurry of kicks under the table to her own husband’s foot while elegantly sipping fine black tea. “In a world beyond your understanding, we are also referred to in this way, meaning we are a very special kind of ‘mortal.’ Our work and power are similar to those of gods, just slightly lesser, but we still belong to the category of mortals.”

“Then calling you Divine Messenger isn’t really inappropriate, right?” Jaina said with a look of understanding, “At least to the mortals of Azeroth, such beings… are already gods… Also, you said earlier that you aren’t ‘all’ of the Divine Race? That means…”

I immediately thrust my hand into my jacket pocket (that unfortunate armor, I’m never wearing it again!), fumbled around for a while, and then, alongside some indignant squeaks from an unidentified creature, I pulled out a little green thing—sticky… no, wrong! Dingdang was sticky all over! You little dummy! You dare to hold a piece of candy and eat it? Great, this is a piece of clothing that Qianqian personally picked for me…

Dingdang, who was thoroughly enjoying its snack, was suddenly yanked out by someone and was now all dazed. As I held it by the wings in mid-air, it kept looking around with a face full of confusion, occasionally licking its fingers—not just its fingers, right? Aren’t you all covered in sugar now?

Following old habits, I casually tossed Dingdang into a cup of water nearby, then held down the cup… Up, down, left, right… Dang dang dang! A clean and adorable little thing!

Hmm, the next second should be Dingdang chasing after me, but! After countless similar experiences, would I really have no countermeasures?

Before Dingdang could come to her senses, I swiftly pulled out a lollipop with lightning speed and stuffed it into Dingdang’s embrace.

Little One instinctively clutched the precious candy, then started looking around in confusion, as if wondering why she always felt she had forgotten something important. Ha-ha, you naive little thing, dealing with you is just that simple!

I pushed Dingdang, who was holding the giant lollipop, forward, just in time to see Jaina already lighting up with excitement—indeed, cute things have the same killing power on women!

Before Jaina could snatch Dingdang up as a wild baby, I casually said, “This unidentified life form is a branch of the Divine Race, hmm, you can call her the Life Goddess. We Xyrin Apostles and the Gods are friends, and this little one here is a Goddess who came to help…”

After I finished speaking, Jaina was petrified, a breeze blew by, and Jaina turned to sand, and I guessed, she was going to vaporize very soon…

At this moment, Jaina’s brain began to engage in her grand contemplations about the huge disparities between the images of the Divine Race and the legends, fortunately, this time her distraction only lasted a few seconds before Lin Xue interrupted her.

“Okay, let’s not talk about this topic,” Lin Xue yawned, “I knew this idiot would go off-topic once he starts talking—let’s continue to focus on the demons then.”

Fortunately, even with Dingdang’s enormous appeal, Jaina knew what she should be concerned about at the moment, so she quickly suppressed her curiosity and her urge to grab Dingdang and observe her closely, and began to introduce us to those strange demons.

As Jaina described, the guesses in my mind came closer to the truth.

Biochemical technology! And it was the kind of biotech that only Xyrin Technology could develop, integrated with magic!

Although, as non-carbon based life forms, the Xyrin Apostles didn’t have much research on biochemical technology, it certainly didn’t mean the Xyrin Apostles couldn’t develop biotech!

For a super race like the Xyrin Apostles, who mastered the highest technology, mystic knowledge, and even knowledge about the world’s origins from the Divine Race, to study a whole new discipline was simply too easy! Although reaching the level of other fields in this new discipline was a bit difficult, it was only relatively speaking—for instance, in biochemical technology, the Xyrin Apostles wouldn’t let this technology be as advanced as their space technology, but it was enough for general species modification!

The most direct example was me—for the sake of making me stronger, Sandora and Pandora’s underlings, the Xyrin Scientists, had been vigorously researching gene enhancement suitable for humans, and now Qianqian, my sister, and I had all undergone body strengthening modifications. If we talk about absolute physique, I am confident I could box with a main battle tank now!

Moreover, the Xyrin Apostles mastered not only technology but also mystical and unknown magic powers. Combining technology with magic to enhance those naturally robust demons, who could match Terminators, the results one could achieve were bone-chilling just to think about.

At that moment, as if the blow wasn’t harsh enough, Sandora added, “Those guys, they also have Abyss Energy…”

Are they trying to make life impossible for us?!

Biochemical technology, magic power, Abyss Energy, Xyrin Equipment, plus demons as a naturally strong modification subject—this difficulty was certainly no fun! Although I knew there was a possibility that some Xyrin Apostles might have turned into enemies due to Abyss Power, I never imagined the situation could be this thorny…

Now, I could only pray that their biotech was still immature. This likelihood was quite high because those sporadically appearing and organizationally chaotic enhanced demons appeared to clearly be experimental products, deploying them to the world of Azeroth seemed like a test of their combat abilities. In this case, as long as we act quickly, we might still hold the upper hand.

However, there was still much I couldn’t understand, like why the attack of the Burning Legion had been delayed, why the power of the Undead Catastrophe had been weakened ahead of time—these were clearly unreasonable inconsistencies, unrelated to plot or not, I can hardly believe that Akmonde is really brainless.

But, since these issues were simply too headache-inducing to think about, I decided—I’ll let Lin Xue figure them out!

Otherwise, a certain Prophet who’s constantly eyeing my military equipment and studying weather forecasts twenty-four hours a day would really be living off the fat of the land.