On New Year's Eve, a fleet of twelve large sailing ships slowly sailed out of Quint Harbor.
Over four thousand people, along with Allen and his family, set sail.
They were bound for the other side of the sea, seeking a paradise free from disease and cults.
The fleet, having set sail from Quint Harbor, was expected to drift at sea for three months.
If all went well, they would arrive at Silvermoon Island in the springtime of the following year.
On board, Allen finally had some free time to address his sister's concerns.
Spanner had given Allen a "Third-Level Calming Meditation Potion."
After the injection, the awakening would be a third-level Calming Meditation Technique.
It was too high a level for his sister to use.
At Kelly's current level, she could only use a first-level meditation technique at best.
Alan tried using the Gluttony system to analyze the ingredients of the third-order tranquilizing meditation potion, hoping to replicate it.
Unfortunately, the ingredients and process were too complex, requiring a significant investment of potential points to deduce.
Alan couldn't afford it.
But it wasn't entirely fruitless.
The system offered an unexpected yet logical conclusion: tranquilizing meditation could suppress the side effects of possessing meditation!
This wouldn't work for Alan, as he wouldn't be possessed.
But it might be very useful for Sonia!
Alan suddenly had an idea and injected himself with the awakening potion given by Spanna, successfully comprehending the third-order tranquilizing meditation method.
Next, he used the system to reverse-derive the first- and second-order tranquilizing meditation methods.
Derivation from a lower level to a higher level is extremely difficult.
Conversely, reducing the third-order to the first and second levels is far simpler! The system performs this task without consuming any potential.
After a short while, the task Allen had set was completed.
Now, Allen possesses a complete set of Calming Meditation techniques, from level one to level three!
His beastly bloodline has been raised to 7% purity using the Plague God Statue, giving him a superior aptitude.
As long as he begins practicing Calming Meditation, he will easily awaken.
If nothing unexpected happens, like his sister, he will awaken the Black Panther bloodline.
Alan already possesses the Poison Demon bloodline.
Comparing the two, the Poison Demon bloodline seems superior.
Changing to a less promising path just to test Calming Meditation would be foolish.
So, Allen decided to change his strategy and consider both the Poison Demon and Black Panther bloodlines.
The Gluttony system, however, possesses just such a function.
This is what's called "bloodline fusion."
Previously, Allen had used this ability to fuse the Ogre Bloodline and the Venom Bloodline, creating the Poison Demon Bloodline.
Beep—
"Do you want to spend 2 potential points to fuse the Poison Demon Bloodline with the Beast Bloodline?"
This prompt was a bit unexpected.
Allen still remembered that fusing the Poison Demon Bloodline had only cost 1 potential point.
Why did it become 2 potential points this time?
Could it be that the more complex and higher-grade the bloodline, the more potential it would take to fuse it?
This seemed to be the logic.
Putting aside distracting thoughts, Allen confirmed.
A warm current surged through his body.
As if foreshadowing the fusion of the two bloodlines.
Beep—
"Bloodline fusion complete!"
The long-awaited prompt finally arrived.
Allen suppressed his excitement and opened the system interface.
In the bloodline genealogy column, the original Poison Demon bloodline and the Beast Bloodline had disappeared.
In their place, the "Poison Demon Leopard Man" appeared.
The Poison Demon Leopard Man was perfectly compatible with sub-type bloodlines.
Alan's Poison Demon abilities were fully preserved.
However, he had not yet awakened his Beast Bloodline.
So, no Beast-related abilities were visible on the data panel.
So what were we waiting for?
Alan struck while the iron was hot and began meditating!
However, as soon as he entered the meditation world, he was stunned.
This is not right?!
In such a vast bloodline galaxy, there was not a single tributary belonging to the Poison Demon Leopard Man!
Not a single ancestral spirit!
Alan was stunned for a long time before gradually coming to his senses.
The truth, I'm afraid, is this...
Before Allen Panthers, there were no hybrid descendants of Poison Demons and Black Panthers.
The "Poison Demon Panther" bloodline was completely forcibly created by the Gluttony system.
Or perhaps "invention" would be more appropriate.
The Poison Demon Panthers are a completely new race, unprecedented in history.
The ancestor of this race is Allen himself!
No other ancestral spirit exists!
How can one cultivate without an ancestral spirit?
Don't panic!!
It's actually not a big deal.
Alan can fuse with the ancestral spirit of an ordinary Black Panther, just as the Poison Demon bloodline can fuse with the ancestral spirit of an ordinary Ogre.
After all, they all belong to the great family of beastmen, and through surrogacy, they can still awaken the Poison Demon Black Panther bloodline.
This is called genetic mutation! After resolving the issue of the ancestral spirits, Allen vaguely became aware of a more serious question.
This old topic has sparked countless debates.
Which came first, the chicken or the egg?
In the warlock world, the chicken always comes before the egg.
Parents come before children.
Any warlock bloodline can trace its lineage back to numerous ancestors.
This is precisely the premise of atavistic meditation.
Artificial life does exist.
For example, constructs.
And there are mechanical warlocks who transform themselves into constructs.
However, constructs cannot produce offspring, nor can they form a thriving warlock bloodline.
However, Allen's existence seems to have broken this iron rule.
In the warlock world, there are poison demons and black panthers.
Theoretically, there's a chance these two creatures could combine, produce offspring, and form a Warlock bloodline.
This in itself is logical.
Unfortunately, in the real history of the Warlock world, perhaps due to their separate habitats or reproductive isolation, interbreeding between the Poison Demon and the Black Panther has never occurred.
This is understandable.
There are countless low-probability events in the world, like asteroid collisions, that could happen in the future but haven't yet.
Alan used the Gluttony system to pre-create the Poison Demon Panther, a hybrid race that only existed on paper.
The more Alan pondered this matter, the more terrifying it became.
From the moment he fused the Poison Demon Panther, he had already opened up a brand-new bloodline, unprecedented in history.
In the history of the Warlock world, warlocks who were able to accomplish such feats were known as "Ancestors"! That's right, it was the Warlock Ancestor who had suppressed the gods!
Alan, nominally, had also become a Warlock Ancestor!
Though he was far from possessing the power of an Ancestor at present,
He had a vague premonition.
Continuing down this path... in the near future, his accidentally acquired identity as an Ancestor would be of such immense use that it would shock the world and make the gods weep!
Alan withdrew his thoughts and surveyed the Bloodline Galaxy, finding the branch belonging to the Black Panthers.
Compared to the Poison Demons, the Black Panthers were relatively prosperous.
Alan randomly selected an ancestral spirit and merged with it.
...
Meditation World.
The ancestral spirit Alan had merged with lived long, long ago.
At that time, human society valued both magic and technology.
Civilized nations had entered the Age of Exploration.
Adventurers, filled with fervent curiosity, explore wild corners of the world.
The great forests of Wakanda, a tropical jungle far removed from modern civilization.
Exotic flowers, rare birds, and beasts abound.
The local indigenous people maintain a primitive lifestyle.
They cultivate land with slash-and-burn farming and hunt with spears.
Men, young and old, wear only grass skirts.
Their upper bodies are bare, covered with large totemic tattoos.
Men's faces are painted with oil paint or chalk.
Women have their lips and noses pierced and studded.
Many traditional customs may seem barbaric to outsiders!
But to folklorists, these savage natives and their local customs are exotic and worthy of in-depth study.
A vast river flows through the rainforest.
A flat-bottomed research vessel sailed across the river.
The eight people on board, aside from the guide, were all scholars and graduate students from the University of Kachen.
The expedition leader, Dr. Edward Morgan, was a renowned folklorist and naturalist.
At this moment, the bearded man buried his face in his hands and wept bitterly.
Everyone on board bowed their heads in silence.
Everyone sympathized with Dr. Morgan's plight.
After all, this poor man had just lost his only son.
However, no one knew how to comfort him.
Because, in a sense, Dr. Morgan's son had been sacrificed for the safety of the entire team.