Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Godâs Mummyâthis was a new term for Gao Peng. âWhat is this?â he asked.
âGodâs Mummy, of course. Itâs a wonderful thing.â Fatty Big Sea smacked its tongue.
âIt should be something that the God of Plague prepared for itself. If it can benefit a god, wouldnât you say itâs a good thing?â
âOh, yes.â Fatty Big Sea seemed to suddenly remember something. âYou can summon your other familiars, as this a great supplement. Back then, I also made a batch of Godâs Mummy for myself, but only 49 of them, not as many as this.â
âWhat is this Godâs Mummy?â
âEat it and youâll understand. But you canât eat it. Humans wonât be able to digest it; itâs overly nutritious.â
Gao Peng had his doubts. After all, someone as greedy as Fatty Big Sea would share something good? This wasnât like Fatty Big Sea.@@novelbin@@
He called out Dumby, Goldie, and Flamy. Opening the tank, Gao Peng went forward to look inside, but he could only see black water. It looked like ink, a blackish liquid. One couldnât see what was inside at all.
An algae-like hair floated up from the tank. The black ink had dyed the hair black. Why was there a hair? The water rippled and a child-like figure bobbed up in the jar.
Gao Peng was shocked, as he thought it was a human. The wet hair clung to the surface of the body that had the silhouette of a human figure. It looked just like a mummified body soaked in water.
Gao Peng thought it was alive, but after careful observation, he realized that this creature had no attributes. It was not a monster, but a lifeless object.
âThis isnât human.â Fatty Big Sea sensed Gao Pengâs concerns and spoke. âItâs made from the carcass of a monsterâs fetus.
âDuring this time, Iâve learned about your human race. Donât you like eating, especially the Huaxia Tribe? Many races are going extinct because your kind is eating them.â Fatty Big Sea was speechless. Why was Gao Peng so hesitant this time?
âIâm not disagreeing. Go ahead and eat,â Gao Peng said. Since it wasnât a human baby, it was okay to eat.
Flamy frowned and covered its beak with its wings to show its disdain.
Goldie rubbed its bald head. âIf you donât like it, donât eat it.â Goldie tried to control its laughter.
âWell, who said that I wouldnât eat it?â Flamy said proudly. There was a glint of brilliance in Goldieâs earnest eyes before it resumed a silly expression.
After that, Flamy lowered its head, picked up the Godâs Mummy from the jar, and swallowed it. Upon swallowing Godâs Mummy, Flamy rolled its eyes, lifted up its head towards the roof, and spat out flames.
The burning flames licked at the roof, the air in the cave started burned up quickly, and the temperature slowly increased. Desolion tapped its right paw, and a cold glow flashed. The overhead flames were extinguished.
âThis Godâs Mummy is made from familiars that are Perfect-grade and above. It needs to be an infant, so itâs extremely rare,â Fatty Big Sea slowly shared. âFamiliars at the Epic grade and above are different from the familiars at the Perfect grade. They have more unique powers.â
Gao Peng was deep in thought. He vaguely understood the logic. Because an Epic-grade familiar had special characteristics, such as top-quality monster characteristics matched with a high degree of compatibility, it could greatly enhance the combat power of the familiar by several times, or even dozens, of times.
What Fatty Big Sea was referring to was the power behind the special characteristics or the material that gave familiars special characteristics. An Epic-grade familiar wasnât very difficult to find. At least, Gao Peng had seen quite a few.
Reading Gao Pengâs disdain, Fatty Big Sea shook its head. âHmph, has it not occurred to you that itâs usually the elites in the tribe and higher-ups who own Epic-grade familiars, and the level of contact that one comes into contact with corresponds with oneâs role? Those regular familiars that you come into contact with are not normal.
âAnd it requires pups. Only pups can be made into Godâs Mummy. During this process, after a certain period, a large number of treasures must be added. After a hundred years of brewing, a qualified Godâs Mummy can then be produced. Moreover, Godâs Mummy has a certain superstition and must conform to certain quantity rules. Otherwise, it is bound to fail.
âThe lowest number of treasures allowed is 49, followed by 81, and above that would be 365 and 999. Iâve heard that the largest number is 999. Itâs just a legend, so I donât know if itâs true.â
Gao Peng nodded and seemed to understand something.
âA slight mistake in the process will lead to failure,â Fatty Big Sea said. âBack when I successfully produced my Godâs Mummy, I received a lot of benefits. I broke into the Eternal grade after I swallowed my 49th Godâs Mummy that year.â
Huh? This was the first time Gao Peng had heard of this.
âOf course, I had swallowed a lot of treasures before then, so I had a good base at that time.â Fatty Big Sea explained hastily, worried that Gao Peng would blame it if the other familiars ate 49 Godâs Mummies and didnât break through to the Eternal grade.
After hearing from Fatty Big Sea about the benefits of Godâs Mummy, Da Zi and the gang were no longer on the fence. They quickly uncovered the lid and guzzled them down one by one. In half a minute, all 81 Godâs Mummies were gone.
Even Moneymaker hid in the corner and chomped on a Godâs Mummy not much smaller than it. Devouring with great delight, its stomach swelled like a gourd.
Fatty Big Sea stopped eating after nine pieces and licked its lips. Obviously, it would appreciate having more, but it just looked at the remaining Godâs Mummies and didnât compete with other familiars for them.
Although if it hadnât mentioned it, the other familiars might not have known the value of the Godâs Mummy, and it couldâve secretly eaten all of them, but sooner or later, they were bound to find out. Fatty Big Sea recently learned that it shouldnât hog all the good things, and should learn to share them instead.
After all, they were all underneath Gao Peng. They met all the time, and one would be isolated if they chose to undercut another.
The quality of these familiars wasnât low. As long as they didnât die, they would achieve great things and be of great help in the future. For now, it was the most effective fighter, but who knew for sure.
Fatty Big Sea also had its strategies. âMaybe there arenât many other treasures. This Godâs Mummy was very treasure-consuming. Every other year, a large number of treasures must be added. There are 81 Godâs Mummie here. I suspect that the God of Plague used all its resources on Godâs Mummies. A Godâs Mummy can be revitalizing for a moment, but it comes with a long period of drought.â
With a long sigh, the Fatty Big Sea seemed to vaguely remember its past. Knowing that the God of Plague had used all this for Godâs Mummies, it was probable that the real cause of its death was related to this Godâs Mummy...