Apocalypse Gachapon

As night descended, a gentle sea breeze swept across the island, caressing the Chuangshi Institute. The protective barrier surrounding the island filtered out the moisture, leaving the air crisp and pleasant.

Although Lin Moyu had grown up by the coast, this was his first time seeing the stars from an island. He and Bai Yiyuan stood quietly on the beach, listening to the rhythmic sound of the waves.

Lin Moyu had officially joined the Chuangshi Institute. After completing the assessment, Teacher Zhou had given him a tour of the grounds, so he was now familiar with the institute. Meanwhile, Bai Yiyuan had spent most of the day with Mo Xinghe, returning only in the evening.

"Aren’t you curious why I wanted you to join the Chuangshi Institute?" Bai Yiyuan asked.

Lin Moyu had never questioned Bai Yiyuan’s decision. Though his initial goal had been to join the Chuangshen Institute because of his sister, Lin Mohan, but when Bai Yiyuan suggested the Chuangshi Institute instead, he accepted without hesitation.

Bai Yiyuan was curious about his thought process.

Lin Moyu responded softly, "I trust you, Teacher. If you made this choice, you must have your reasons."

His sincerity was evident—he wasn’t just saying it to please his teacher.

Bai Yiyuan smiled and explained, "I should’ve told you earlier. There’s an old man in the Chuangshen Institute, and he’s the one who accepted your sister as his disciple—his only disciple. The old man may have high expectations, but he’s a decent person. Since he took her in, he’ll make sure she gets the best resources. That means most of the Chuangshen Institute’s resources will go to her, leaving little for you."

Lin Moyu nodded, understanding the importance of resources. While some could be obtained through personal effort, others needed to be built up over time.

Bai Yiyuan had accumulated a significant amount of resources, which explained his confidence in helping Lin Moyu with his class sublimation during class awakening.

He continued, “I don’t have the extensive resources of the old man. I can help you, but he has something critical that I don’t have. It’s something the Chuangshi Institute also has, and it’s essential for you. It will greatly increase your chances of successfully sublimating your class during the third class awakening.”

Lin Moyu asked, "What about the Elemental Divine Stone?"

Bai Yiyuan chuckled, "They won’t conflict. The Elemental Divine Stone will only raise your chances to 50%, but with this other item, your chances can jump to 80%. You awakened your first talent during the first class awakening, and with the Dragon Crystals, you’ve gained a second talent. Then, there’s the Talent Divine Stone for a third talent. It’s already certain you’ll become a three-talent powerhouse. The next step is class sublimation. I’ve made preparations for your second class awakening’s class sublimation."

"You already possess Soul Crystal and unprecedented Divinity Force, along with Magical Draught. Your attributes have surpassed the threshold. With Blackened Soul Crystal and my preparations, you have a 99% chance of class sublimation during your second class awakening."

"The real challenge is ensuring you can achieve class sublimation again during the third class awakening. You need to push your class to its absolute limit to unlock your full potential. If you succeed, your future will be limitless." Bai Yiyuan's voice grew more enthusiastic as he spoke.

Lin Moyu could sense the genuine care behind Bai Yiyuan’s words. Deeply moved, he said, "Thank you, Teacher!"

Bai Yiyuan patted him on the shoulder, "There’s no need for thanks. It’s my responsibility as your teacher. Just do your best, surpass me, and become the strongest."

Lin Moyu nodded firmly, "I’ll give it everything I’ve got."

Bai Yiyuan then explained what Lin Moyu needed to acquire. However, even he didn’t know exactly what it was. He described it only as a radiance.

A radiance... Lin Moyu couldn’t quite picture what it might be.

This radiance was located in the core of the Chuangshi Institute, and only by entering the core could one see and obtain it. However, the core only opened at specific times, and the next opening would be in six months.

Sighing softly, Bai Yiyuan said, "The Chuangshi Institute isn’t like the Chuangshen Institute. They don’t have an old man pulling strings. Here, we must follow the rules set by the ancestors, and even Mo Xinghe can’t do anything about it. Entering the core won’t be easy, and I won’t be able to help you. You’ll have to rely on yourself."

Bai Yiyuan let out a long sigh, "If only the old man were still around. Unfortunately, the younger generations haven’t lived up to expectations."

Seeing Bai Yiyuan’s deep sigh, Lin Moyu felt the urge to ask about this mysterious old man. He knew of the old man at the Chuangshen Institute, but it seemed that the Chuangshi Institute had one as well—only he wasn’t around anymore. Lin Moyu hesitated, deciding not to press for details. There were likely things he wasn’t yet qualified to learn.

After a moment, Bai Yiyuan left, leaving Lin Moyu at the Chuangshi Institute. The institute housed an independent archives, similar to the library at Xiajing Academy, but far more advanced. Particularly in areas concerning Abyssal Demons and Dragonkind, the archives offered knowledge that surpassed what Xiajing Academy had. In this regard, it was an upgraded version of the Xiajing Academy’s library.

After going through a string of intense battles, Lin Moyu decided to use this time to quiet his mind and focus. Chuangshi Institute had provided him with a single-person dormitory, a fully equipped villa. However, he chose not to stay there. Instead, he spent his time buried in the institute’s archives.

The primary distinction between Chuangshi Institute and Xiajing Academy was the focus on practical combat. The books and resources here heavily centered on Abyssal Demons and Dragonkind. Lin Moyu gathered stacks of books, immersing himself in studying. He was determined to learn everything there was to know about Abyssal Demons, ensuring that incidents like the one with Abyssal Phantasms would never happen again.

News about Lin Moyu quickly spread throughout the institute. During their time in the Immemorial Battlefield, Lin Yizhan’s party had spent several days with him, forming a certain bond. Some of them began sharing what they knew about Lin Moyu, sparking immediate interest and excitement.

Late at night, several students gathered on the beach. They lit a bonfire and grilled freshly caught fish, filling the air with its mouthwatering aroma. Surrounded by curious listeners, Lin Yizhan reluctantly recounted what had happened on the Immemorial Battlefield with Lin Moyu.

"What did you say? He fought the Earth Evil Centipede all by himself?"

"Are you serious? No one can take on an Earth Evil Centipede alone! Even a full party would struggle!"

"Wait... he was only level 30? A level 30 guy fought a level 58 world boss? No way. I wouldn’t believe that if my life depended on it!"

"Exactly. A level 30 guy couldn’t possibly solo a world boss of the same level, let alone the Earth Evil Centipede."

"Even if he did one-shot an opponent 10 levels higher than him during today’s assessment, this is still hard to believe."

The students present were all top-tier geniuses of the human race, each confident in their own potential. They weren’t easily swayed and found Lin Yizhan's story too fantastical, almost like a fable. While they didn’t accuse him of lying outright, their skepticism was evident.

Lin Yizhan didn’t argue. Instead, he pulled out a large chunk of pure white meat and said, "I’m not here to convince anyone. Anyway, this is meat we got from Lin Moyu. It’s pretty good—let’s share it."

The meat, illuminated by the bonfire, emitted a faint glow, resembling a piece of jade rather than food. It radiated a powerful energy that caught everyone’s attention.

Taking out a knife, Lin Yizhan began slicing the meat and passing pieces around, "You can eat it raw or grill it—up to you."

Someone took a bite and immediately exclaimed, "This is amazing! It’s packed with energy—all my fatigue is gone! Wait... is this meat of the Earth Evil Centipede?"

Lin Yizhan nodded. "Yep. When Lin Moyu killed the Earth Evil Centipede, we grabbed some of its leg meat. Most of it went to him, but we kept a small portion for ourselves."

The revelation left the group speechless. The idea that Lin Moyu had soloed the Earth Evil Centipede now seemed more plausible. Yet, one student still had doubts, "But... did Lin Moyu really kill it by himself?"

Lin Yizhan smiled, "Do you think I killed it? I don’t have that kind of strength. After Lin Moyu acquired the Primordial Rune, he was immediately targeted by Abyssal Demons. We planned to protect him, but it turned out he didn’t need our help at all."

He recounted Lin Moyu’s feats on the Immemorial Battlefield, how he had become a public enemy of the Abyssal Demons and Dragonkind alike, and how his name had spread far and wide on the battlefield.

The students listened intently, their initial skepticism fading away as Lin Yizhan described Lin Moyu’s extraordinary journey. It sounded like the stuff of legends, and by now, no one doubted Lin Moyu’s strength.

Just then, a teleportation formation lit up, and someone rushed out, shouting breathlessly, "The Shenxia Empire has produced a level 37 godly general... the youngest godly general in history!"

Everyone froze, stunned into silence. Their jaws dropped, and the boss meat they had been chewing fell from their mouths.