Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

Chapter 366 - 360: Absolute Trust in the Dean

At this moment, the power of faith belonging to the Evil Spirits inside the Human Seed Bag was churning like waves under a storm.

Each wave stronger than the last, each surge more intense than the previous.

Yet the finger bone belonging to the World Honored was like a small boat, drifting unpredictably in the mighty waves.

However, it seemed to drift unpredictably yet adhered to a peculiar rhythm.

As the finger bone of the World Honored followed this peculiar rhythm, the Human Seed Bag began to rise and fall continuously.

After feeling the abnormal movement of the Human Seed Bag in his hand, the headmaster’s expression slightly shifted.

"Settle!"

The headmaster let out a soft command, then touched the Human Seed Bag with his Spiritual Power.

Immediately, the Human Seed Bag calmed down.

Seeing this, Lin Yuan felt uneasy.

Since obtaining the Human Seed Bag, it had always been calm and had never experienced such a disturbance.

Now, in the headmaster’s hands, it caused such a disturbance, which was very unusual behavior.

"Could it be, there’s something wrong with the headmaster?" An absurd thought surfaced in Lin Yuan’s mind.

A moment later, he dismissed the thought.

Is there something wrong with the headmaster?

What an international joke, if there’s something wrong with the headmaster, then humanity is truly doomed.

For Lin Yuan, he would rather doubt himself than the headmaster.

The headmaster quickly regained his composure, calmly opening the Human Seed Bag.

Looking inside, he saw that the filthy power of faith was roiling up and down.

This power of faith was like dark clouds gathered in the sky, like raging waves in a black sea.

Amidst these tumultuous power of faith, the finger bone emanating golden light stood firm like a stabilizing force.

No matter how the filthy power of faith washed over it, the finger bone remained immovable.

"Is this the power of faith?" the headmaster said softly as he gazed into the Human Seed Bag.

Then he paused and continued to say to Lin Yuan, "Power of Faith is the key to constructing the Divine Country."

"This is very important. I need to study it for a while to find a way to utilize the Power of Faith."

"Leave this with me for a few days, you can rest assured!"

"Headmaster, there’s no need for such words!"

"However, please do so as soon as you can, as I need to go to the Mysterious World to monitor the situation there." Lin Yuan said to the headmaster.

Even though there seemed to be some anomaly with the Human Seed Bag just now, Lin Yuan still trusted the headmaster.

Without the headmaster, Lin Yuan could not have achieved what he has today.

The tattoos of King Zhuanlun, King Pingdeng, and even Meng Po engraved on his soul.

All of these were engraved with the headmaster’s help.

The King Zhuanlun tattoo, with its rotating wheel, summoned the heroic spirit of Bai Qi to deal with the Five Dharma Guardian Deities.

The King Pingdeng tattoo, with the Equal Heaven Balance, fought desperately against Chiguo Heaven, Duowen Heaven, and the Tiger Robe Ming King.

Each occurrence was a huge crisis for Lin Yuan.

If the headmaster wanted to harm him, a little trick on his King Zhuanlun tattoo or King Pingdeng tattoo, and Lin Yuan would have been dead beyond recovery.

In broader terms, the headmaster’s role for the Human Race is as significant as Lin Yuan’s is for Peng City.

From the time of the mysterious invasion to now, Lin Yuan has protected Peng City, and the headmaster has protected the entire Human Race.

In conclusion, until now.

The headmaster has never failed Lin Yuan, nor the Human Race.

Lin Yuan unconditionally trusted the headmaster.

He handed the Human Seed Bag over to the headmaster, allowing him to research it.

Lin Yuan then began to weave a new memory for the Tree-man Warriors in the culture dish, according to the script devised by the headmaster.

Weaving memories for the dead is much easier than for living people.

Weaving memories for the living requires more logic and could be considered a delicate task.

But weaving memories for the dead is different; it simply requires forcefully inserting loyalty and memories of the Human Race into their minds.

As they undergo resurrection, these memories naturally integrate to an indistinguishable degree.

This task is straightforward and rough, especially weaving memories for animals, which requires even less logical coherence.

Approximately three hours later, Lin Yuan completed the task perfectly.

"Thud!"

"Thud! Thud!"

Just as Lin Yuan was about to leave, he suddenly heard a muffled pounding sound.

Looking closely, Lin Yuan discovered that the pounding came from the first culture dish.

Inside the first culture dish, the man with half of his head rotten had already been resurrected.

Half of his head was woven with vines, and his entire body was covered with vines, making him look very strange.

However, there was a distinctly human survival instinct in his eyes.

"Thud."

"Thud, thud."

He kept pounding on the culture dish, wanting Lin Yuan to let him out.

The culture dishes were under full surveillance, and any abnormal situation with the first dish was instantly transmitted by the lab’s AI system.

Originally, while Lin Yuan was weaving their memories, the headmaster had already left.

Now, the headmaster and a group of people rushed over.

An assistant quickly arrived at the control panel in front of the first culture dish and, after entering a series of control codes, the translucent culture fluid inside began to drain away.

As the culture fluid began to drain, the resurrected man gradually calmed down.

Once the culture fluid was completely drained, the cylindrical column began to lower slowly.

The resurrected man appeared before everyone.

"Headmaster...."

"Wasn’t I already dead?"

"How am I alive again?" the man hesitantly asked.

Although he had integrated some of the fabricated memories Lin Yuan had given him, he still appeared somewhat dazed.

The headmaster said calmly, "We spent a vast amount of resources to revive you, bringing you back to life."

"It was the Dragon Country that gave you rebirth and granted you greater power."

"From this day on, you should be willing to die for the Dragon Country, for the Human Race."

In the headmaster’s plan, the old tree root Lin Yuan brought could mass-produce ten thousand Tier Five Peak Tree-man Warriors.

After these Tree-man Warriors are resurrected, they will be at Tier Five Peak. Though they cannot advance further and become top-tier fighters,

they will become a formidable backbone for the Human Race.

Ten thousand Tier Five Peaks, even when the Five Dharma Guardian Deities besieged Bai Qi, there was no such grandeur.

Ten thousand Tier Five Peak Tree-man Warriors, they are fearless and loyal, without any hesitation.

Once the headmaster’s plan succeeds, this would become the foundation of the Human Race.

"To die for the Dragon Country, to die for the Human Race!" The Tree-man Warrior straightened his spine and loudly echoed the headmaster’s words.