Ultragene Warlord

Chapter 778: The Cautious Yang Ze

Compared to Fang Yi, the other members of Team Zenith were having a far easier time.

Yang Ze was lazing atop a wall on the draconian world, eating an exotic fruit that was a specialty of the world. He sighed in satisfaction. "It's really sweet!"

Beneath the wall, a few bearmen were brawling against a horde of sharks.

This was the first time that Yang Ze had encountered bearmen. They were even more ferocious and intimidating than bears. Most of the bearmen were over three meters tall, which sharp canines and claws that were half a meter long, blood-red and glinting with cold light. They fought standing on their hind legs.

There were a few tens of thousands of bearmen beneath the wall, facing off against a horde of over a thousand sharks.

The bearmen grinned with malice as they charged forward, expecting that their numerical advantage would allow them to easily overwhelm the sharks. After all, they had ten times the number.

Almost immediately after the battle started, the bearmen found that they were mistaken, terribly so. No matter how many sharks they killed, more would appear out of the mists. The shark horde seemed to be completely endless.

The bearmen had nearly inexhaustible stamina and numbers, but only nearly so.

The guards patrolling the walls had never seen a battle play out like this before. All they had to do was stand guard like dummies while a horde of sharks fought off the bearmen by their feet. The bearmen began to die in droves as the sharks appeared in larger and larger numbers.

These sharks were all the work of one man, who was leisurely lounging on the wall and snacking on some fruits.

Except to repel some of the bearmen during their initial assault, Yang Ze had done nothing but sit back and relax throughout the battle. He watched the bearmen perish while fighting off an endless horde of sharks with interest.

He didn't think he could ever understand battle-crazed fellows like Fang Yi—this was how a battle should go. How relaxing it was to obtain a victory without doing anything! In order to alleviate his boredom, Yang Ze would control his sharks and play around with the bearmen from time to time.

There were initially tens of thousands of bearmen, but they had been whittled down to just a few hardy veterans fighting against impossible odds.

Yang Ze was surrounded by crystalline lotus flowers. He continued spectating the battle from up high, as though he were in control of the entire battle.

As the bearmen continued to die, the champion of the bearmen found warning bells ringing in his head. Although the bearmen were beastkin, with above-average constitution and below-average smarts, it was clear that something was fishy with this battle. The hordes of sharks before them were completely unkillable!

The bearman champion regretted that he had come to this understanding far too late, only after most of his kin had been sacrificed to this pointless battle. No matter how unintelligent he was, it would be difficult not to realize that the man controlling the sharks was the one eating fruits and smiling at them from high above the wall.

The human's smile was mocking, as though he were watching a group of animals put on a show.

The bearman champion knew that, if he were to allow the shark hordes to continue decimating his kin, they would all perish here. For the sake of his race, he had to charge forward now.

With an angry roar, he leapt up into the air, swiping his claws and killing two sharks instantly. As long as he could take down this human, the others would be no match for the seasoned bearmen warriors—and it would be the bearmen who would be slaughtered then.

"This is the bearman champion?" Yang Ze continued to relax, with no intention of moving from his seat at all. He scrutinized the incoming bearman champion.

The bearman champion was larger by half than the other bearmen, and he was over five meters tall. He leapt up toward the wall from fifty meters away—and, astonishingly, successfully ascended the wall.

"He's strong, I'll give him that. Pity about his brain, though..." Yang Ze snapped his fingers with a bored flick. The lotus flowers around him shot forward and exploded around the bearman champion.

As the genetic energy exploded, the bearman champion fell to the ground, his body devastated by the explosion and shredded into pieces.

"Is he really that weak as to fall prey to such an explosion?" Yang Ze sneered. "This couldn't even be considered a warm-up."

The bearmen were astounded by how easily their champion had fallen.

"No stronger than an ordinary peak-grade lifeform," Yang Ze commented. With a wave of his hand, more and more crystal lotuses flew out onto the battlefield, like a battalion of soldiers waiting for Yang Ze's order.

While Yang Ze was snacking on fruit, he had been manifesting these lotus flowers with his genetic energy. However, they had been hidden behind the draconian wall, where the bearmen were unable to see them.

Within the mist that saturated the battlefield, the crystalline flowers exploded one after another, reaping a harvest of blood with each explosion. Not a single bearman survived.

The guards atop the wall were agape, shocked by how easily Yang Ze had ended the battle, as though all the skirmishes they had had with the bearmen in the past were just a lie.

Hundreds of crystalline lotus flowers surrounded Yang Ze. He looked onward at the wormhole before him and chose not to head in just yet.

"I suppose I'll stockpile a few more flowers first."

After all, he was about to face a king of the realm, and he had never fought against one such before. It would be better to be safe than sorry.

"In that case, I'll go for a thousand—no, ten thousand flowers." Yang Ze made this decision after glancing at the pile of bearmen bodies littering the ground.

Quite some time later, his hands in his pockets, ten thousand crystalline lotus flowers behind him, Yang Ze sauntered into the wormhole into the bearmen world. He found himself in a forest without end.

"How should I find the king?"

At any rate, the first step was to identify the closest town or village to see if there were any news about the king. Yang Ze expected that finding the king of the realm would be difficult, but he quickly came across a village or small town fenced by logs of gigantic wood.

"I thought it would be harder..." It did make sense that, since the draconians had erected a wall on their side of the wormhole, that the bearmen would have a corresponding wall as well.

The draconians and bearmen were on rather neutral terms, and would trade with each other from time to time. However, there were also frequent altercations between members of the two species, leading to the creation of a defensive perimeter on either side of the wormhole.

The difference was that the draconians had erected their wall on a plain, whereas the bearmen made theirs out of gigantic logs within a forest.

The bearmen were specialized for fighting in forested areas, and the fact that a forest had grown up around the entrance to the wormhole on the bearmen world was a key part of their defenses.

Yang Ze's appearance caused a few bearmen guards to poke their heads out from above the wall. "Who are you, and what are you doing here?"