THE REBIRTH OF A GENIUS. CREATOR/DESTROYER

THE REBIRTH OF A GENIUS. CREATOR/DESTROYER
Chapters 534. Evaluation



Sam walked out after saying what he wanted to say and did not wait for anyone to answer. He does his job, there is no reason for him to stay there and deal with the hypocrisy and delusions of these people.


After he returned to his barracks, he casually sat down and looked at some of the items he had stolen from his spatial ring. There were blood-colored seeds about the size of a quail egg, a bottle of blood the person drank, some scrolls, and some research notes from the blood mixer.


There is also some information about changes in the body.


This process is called Blood Mutation and improves the quality of blood in the body to increase strength and strength. This spiritual energy that is turned into is called blood spiritual energy.


These people had completely different bodies and constitutions after the mutation occurred.


Nothing in their bodies was the same as before except appearance.


Their muscles, their strength, their bone structure, their meridian tissue, had all changed in one way or another.


In short, this mutation would cause them to abandon their current cultivation methods and they would have to cultivate differently.


These people are trained like this since their awakening and flower pods are responsible for filtering energy from the blood and helping their bodies.


They should use flower pods until they reach the strength of the newborn stage, after which they can develop on their own and grow only by direct consumption of blood.


The blood inside the glass bottle was also not something altered or modified, it was completely normal blood, but the blood belonged to a human.


In the documents he had, it was also said that human blood was the most effective to consume, followed by human Dragon bloodline and then Half Dragon blood and lastly beast blood.


This is something Sam didn't expect. It uses a large amount of animal blood with a small amount of human blood to nourish flower pods.


Flower pods that are not only responsible for injecting pure energy from the blood but are also responsible for protecting their bodies from excess mutations also require energy.


The blood of the beast was to give it energy so as not to prey on the person inside the flower.


Sam felt the poison might have a considerable effect on the blood flower. He suspected that the corrosion and decay effects of both poisons would make the flower want more energy and kill the person inside.


Actually the guess was correct but not completely, after all only half of the flowers died and the rest managed to escape the situation before they died.


As he read the reports and so on, he sensed someone was coming. He had activated a formation that could sense others coming at him.


So, he immediately kept all his belongings and just lay on his bed as if he was resting.


Yodha went in and asked.


"How's the mission this time?"


"I've told you everything there, what else can there be?"


"Come with me, I want your opinion on something."


Sam stood up and followed behind him and they both went to a nearby forest, in the middle of which a vast open plot was opened to serve as a camping ground. The place was so big that the forest they passed through was small compared to this, there were nearly five thousand people and there were five colored tents here.


They are red, blue, brown, white and finally purple.


This is the special division they talked about earlier. The division was actually created by Marshall and several of his previous Generals and generals, most of the time these five divisions acted separately, and they were stationed near the imperial capital, the capital, they will only be deployed when the war becomes very serious and we are almost defeated.


These people were elite and specially trained. Most of them were warrior magicians and the rest were magicians. They are based on the elements they use.


There is more competition among themselves and every time they have to join and fight, it is always difficult, because I am a Nascent stage cultivator, he said, I always come here to find sparring partners.


Everything was mostly late stage and only a few were middle stage, early stage, and even great natural cultivators still in the training camp of the imperial capital.


Currently, the first team of the five of them were deployed.


They have just arrived and I need to practice battle formations with them. Since you fought with that strange creature, help me assess the abilities of these people against the enemy."


Sam had no choice. He just agreed. In addition to the tents, there were several formations within the forest that were used for training. At this point, it is not even suitable to call this a forest. This is a forest is all a ruse.


One of the formations was similar to a formation furnace where fire element mages and warrior mages practiced, there was a formation that had the properties of ice and water, this was a water division formation. They were not strict water element divisions, but rather there were some ice element users as well, the earth division did not use formations, they were everywhere throughout the campground.


As for the wind element they also used formations, but they did not use large ones that could hold hundreds, but rather very few people inside and they used smaller formations like that.


As for the lightning division, they were mostly training individually.


They had just arrived, but they had already made so much preparation.


One could easily guess this was not just prepared, this might as well be the training camp they used before.


Because they were all training and also sparring; the leaders of their respective divisions were overseeing their training.


Yodha whistled loudly after they went around the camp once and everyone in charge of training each gathered towards them.


Of each division, five people came and for the lightning division six people came, the sixth was Arman.


Arman was sent to this division by the authorities, for every element user in the army, entering this division was a dream.


They had different privileges, different fame, and completely different treatment.


So many of them thought that it was an honor for Arman to get this opportunity.


But from the look on his face, no. Arman is too skilled to be dumped along with these guys. Although Sam was mentally damaging, that period of time was also an over-training and he was an elite who was all above his peers on his home planet.


"Compare all that you have, do not kill and paralyze. Besides, do your best." Yodha said and took a step back with Sam.


Sam gestured for Arman to come towards him and the two of them started talking.


After hearing what Arman said, he lost all hope in this particular division. Arman said that he could fight three-on-one with these people. They were skilled and elite but compared to blood mutants, they were just a few paper tigers.


Sam watched the sparring and at least did not get bored, but after the fight was over, he tagged a few out of twenty-five people.


Two of each group, who had a chance at blood mutants in one-on-one.


Other than them, he marked one more person in each group who could be on par with them but with some improvements.


As for the rest, he didn't care. They would not be able to withstand the blood mutant attack.


After everything was done, Yodha looked at Sam asking him to say something.


Sam pursed his lips, he wanted to give Yodha a little dignity and said.


"It's better if we talk in private."


With that, he walked backwards and Yodha followed him.


Sam told him his honest opinion of their abilities and Yodha could not help but frown. He had some pride in these people but Sam ignored them completely, of course, it was just disappointment, not displeasure.


Sam shouldn't be making small talk right now, war is imminent.


Looking at Yodha's frown and tension, the twenty-five members of the special division were all anxious and when Yodha repeated Sam's words, they all frowned in displeasure.


After all, who would love to be underestimated, especially when they were told throughout their lives that they were some elite.