Post-Mythical Era: I don't want to die in the third reincarnation

Ding Huan didn't speak, but walked over to the desk and picked up a solid bronze paperweight.

"What are you trying to do?" Xing Hai took a step back, glaring intently at Ding Huan.

He knew well that a desperate scoundrel like Ding Huan, who had lost everything, was capable of anything.

Ding Huan ignored him, merely applying a slight pressure with his hand before placing the bronze block in Xing Hai's hands.

Xing Hai gaped in shock at the copper block in his hand, where five distinct finger impressions were indented.

It was evident, Ding Huan had certainly become a Genetic Superpower User.

Having become a Genetic Superpower User, it was definite that he had joined the Genetic Alliance.

He foolishly thought of cheating a member of the Genetic Alliance; if he ended up dead on the streets tonight,

no one would utter a single word on his behalf; his death would be less dignified than that of a dog's.

Before Xing Hai could respond, Ding Huan spoke again, "Five million, I want the money now. Get the deed ready and I'll sign whatever documents are needed. If you can't do it, I'll find another buyer."

Xing Hai swallowed, his throat dry as he said, "It can be done, I can finalize the paperwork right now.

If you're in a hurry, I can advance you the money first, provided you sign some documents and leave the rest to me."

"Good, bring me the documents. I'll sign them now," Ding Huan nodded.

While Ding Huan signed, Xing Hai finally regained some composure from his fear.

He cautiously approached Ding Huan and said,

"Actually, a few days ago someone named Fu Mei also inquired about this house, and seemed wanting to sell it."

It dawned on Ding Huan that if he had arrived any later, the house might have been sold by Fu Mei already.

Fu Mei could sell the house as long as she got Ding Jie's approval, who would help finalize even the most non-compliant procedures through Xing Hai.

Xing Hai had not reminded him, but now that he mentioned it, Ding Huan remembered.

Fu Mei was the daughter of his family's housekeeper Ji Chunfu, cunning and ruthless.

This woman likely had sold his house and gathered over ten million Alliance currency.

In his memories, after acquiring over ten million Alliance currency, Fu Mei attended an auction and purchased a Genetic Potion with uncertain effects using this money.

Such Genetic Potions, valued at over ten million Alliance currency, would not even be taken for free by most people.

Fu Mei, a daring and extremely lucky woman, not only purchased this defective Genetic Potion but also successfully integrated it.

After integrating the Genetic Potion, Fu Mei became a Genetic Superpower User.

Later, she joined the Genetic Alliance and, when Ding Huan left Earth, he heard that Luo Xinwei had even died by this woman's hands for trivial reasons.

Now that he had sold the house ahead of time, it was another favor he had done for Luo Xinwei.

The transaction progressed smoothly, and before the property was even transferred, Xing Hai had transferred five million to Ding Huan's account.

"Thank you, Manager Xing, for helping me out," Ding Huan said, grinning as he picked up the paperweight and forcefully squeezed it several times.

When he put down the paperweight, the clear fingerprints were now chaotic and messy, as though smashed by an irregular object.

As he reached the entrance, Ding Huan looked back, "Manager Xing, I'm leaving the furniture to you. If there's a dog in the house, make sure to chase it away."

"Such power, he's definitely a powerful Genetic Superpower User," Xing Hai thought, feeling a chill as he watched Ding Huan leave.

Then he thought, if Ding Huan was a Genetic Superpower User, what did that make Ding Jie? Could he be part of the Genetic Alliance as well?

It was still early when Ding Huan went to the bank to change his card's PIN. Looking at the five million in his bank account, he felt some relief.

Finally, he wouldn't have to struggle for money. Five million should last him a while.

...

At Upper River Gardens, Ji Chunfu was still in disbelief as a man in black kicked her out of the door.

Her face had been slapped several times.

Suddenly a group arrived and threw her and her daughter out, claiming the house as theirs.

"You are illegally entering my house, violating the law; I have called the police," Fu Mei yelled in disarray.

Xing Hai flashed the property deed, "I just bought it from Mr. Ding; this is now my house.

I'm just driving strangers out of my home, which law am I breaking? Better call the police or I'll slap you again."

Right Source Real Estate was not a clean or kind company; even without justification, Right Source would seize any opportunity to take advantage.

Moreover, from Ding Huan's tone, Xing Hai sensed his strong dislike for these two housekeepers.

"How could this be? How could this be, why would he..."

Ji Chunfu stared at the clear name and house number on the property deed, utterly unable to comprehend what had happened.

Forge a fake property deed? Anyone with a slightly sound mind wouldn't do such a thing. It wasn't as if society had collapsed amidst the ruthless Genetic Beasts.

Deep down, she still subconsciously believed that the house was hers; why would Ding Huan sell her house?

Fu Mei gritted her teeth and exclaimed, "This little beast, he dared to sell the house."

She had already decided to sell this property and then immediately head to Pu Hai to attend the upcoming auction.

It was very hard to buy useful genetic potions through regular channels with just over ten million alliance coins.

Only at auctions might there appear some defective products, or powerful genetic potions with incomplete fusion data.

Unlike some research institutions, immature genetic potions could cause death.

The genetic potions that made it to the auction were generally not too bad, though predicting the consequences was another matter.

But had her plan just been aborted before it even began? Since when did that little good-for-nothing have the nerve to sell a house on his own?

"Mei Mei, let's talk to Mr. Ding, ask him to get the house back, after all, we've done so much for him…" Ji Chunfu said with quivering lips.

In her eyes, that house was hers. What right did Ding Huan have to sell her house?

At this moment, she had already forgotten that she was merely hired by Ding Baishan to take care of Ding Huan's daily life, nothing more than Ding Huan's nanny.

Fu Mei, being somewhat more rational than Ji Chunfu, shook her head, "If it were before, it might be possible, but not now."

"Why?"

"Mr. Ding is busy entertaining various big shots every day, where does he have time to care about our trivial matters? It's just strange..."

Fu Mei frowned, she was puzzled as to how Ding Huan had not died yet? From what she knew about Ding Jie, when he completely took over Baiyu Group, Ding Huan should have been eliminated.

"What's strange?" Ji Chunfu couldn't wrap her head around it.

Fu Mei snorted, "This trash Ding Xiaotu daring to provoke me, Fu Mei, just wait until I become a genetic superpower user, I'll make him beg for life and yearn for death."

…

Ding Huan was already on the high-speed train to Pu Hai, and having money now, he did not skimp on himself, buying a business class ticket.

With genetic beasts increasing, the more remote the place, the more genetic beasts there were.

The destruction caused by genetic beasts was tremendous; many railroads had been destroyed and repeatedly repaired.

The original trip from Luoh River City to Pu Hai City would take only five hours by high-speed train, but now it needed at least twelve.

Looking out the window at the villages that flashed by, reduced to nothing but ruins, Ding Huan also sighed.

These villages and even towns had been destroyed by genetic beasts, and with the beasts becoming increasingly powerful, who knew how many innocents had been buried by them.

This wasn't something that could be solved in the short term. It's not just that the villagers didn't have heavy weapons; even with heavy weapons, they couldn't stop the genetic beasts.

Some evolved genetic beasts, with their rough skin, could even withstand ordinary bullets.

As for the military, they couldn't possibly be stationed at every village and along every rail line all the time.

The genetic beasts moved incredibly fast; sometimes a village would be wiped out before reinforcements could arrive.

Or even if they did arrive, the beasts would dive into the mountain ranges. Could you pursue them into the mountains and eliminate them all?

Using nuclear weapons to bomb the mountains?

Haha, take the Qianluo Mountain Range as an example, stretching over a thousand miles, what kind of nuclear bomb would you need to level it?

Not to mention whether it would solve the problem, even if it did, where did these genetic beasts come from?

They were caused by sudden and drastic environmental changes on Earth, resulting in many unknown factors, and these factors in turn caused wild animals' genes to mutate into fierce beasts.

How did Earth's environment change? Isn't it nuclear pollution?

Using nuclear weapons to solve the problem of genetic beasts is a joke.

Chances are, some of the beasts that weren't killed would become even more powerful due to the nuclear pollution.

In the face of environmental pollution, the most vulnerable aren't these animals or plants, it's humans.

Ding Huan closed his eyes and leaned back in his seat, thinking that after this trip to Pu Hai, his next step would be to continue searching for genetic skills to enhance his own strength.

Then, using these skills he would create abilities intrinsic to himself, like the Antidote Gene.

Endurance was definitely an attribute he needed.

Geng Qianxing's endurance gene held no appeal for Ding Huan; Geng Qianxing cherished it, but it was of no interest to him.

As for strength, speed, agility, and other genetic potions, Ding Huan hadn't even considered merging them.

In his past life, he had merged similar genes, but that was because he lacked a gene spiritual root.

Now that he had a gene spiritual root, simply practicing Luo Shijin would continually improve his speed, strength, and other physical attributes.

As he continued his cultivation, his endurance would also increase. Ding Huan believed that it was crucial to develop an attribute ability for endurance.

Endurance wasn't like strength or speed, simple physical attributes, but a qualitative transformation.

After three hours of travel, covering about half the distance, the train suddenly stopped, and a voice came over the train's PA system,

"Dear passengers, due to damage to the railroad ahead that needs repairs, please wait patiently for a while."

No one grew impatient; in an era dominated by genetic beasts, encountering damaged railroads was all too common.

(Today's update ends here. Good night, friends!)