Wasteland: My Items Can Be Infinitely Upgraded-Chapter 446 - 222: Wolf Race Legacy Trial, Evolutionary Transformation

Chapter 446: Chapter 222: Wolf Race Legacy Trial, Evolutionary Transformation

"Child, do you wish to take on the great responsibility of revitalizing the Wolf Race?"

A giant wolf head, as large as a small mountain, slowly condenses from a mass of emerging black mist in the dim consciousness world of the Divine Dog, emitting the howl of the Wolf Race.

This is the language of the Wolf Race, an instinct engraved in the genes of all their descendants.

The Divine Dog understands the literal meaning of this sentence, but cannot grasp its true significance.

It’s like when you’re used to standard Mandarin, and suddenly you hear a dialect that sounds somewhat familiar.

The Desert Wolf Race, evolved over thousands of years, has become quite different from the Wolf Race led by the Tier Three Wolf King Ao back in the day.

To adapt to the harsh wasteland environment, the original Wolf Race underwent dozens of generations of evolution. Each generation of Evolutionary Desolate Beasts altered their evolutionary path to better survive, especially enduring the arid, scorching wilderness and hunting the most numerous Rock-Horned Horses...

Initially, they only had two heat-dispersing organs — the paws and the tongue — but gradually evolved into having metal-hardened fur over their entire body.

Upon becoming Evolutionary Desolate Beasts, starting from their neck manes, the fur of the Desert Wolves progressively transforms into a biological alloy, similar to the Mutated Fine Steel Wolf Fang.

The metal with the best thermal conductivity can quickly dissipate the excess heat amassed from the high-speed metabolism within their bodies.

The metallic fur also provides a degree of defense, fending off the impacts and counterattacks of their prey.

Therefore, a descendant of the Wolf Clan like the Divine Dog has bloodline ties to the original Wolf King that are so diluted they can no longer understand its words.

They can only comprehend basic information from ordinary howls and low growls, such as summoning the wolf pack, initiating attacks, and issuing threatening warnings with bared teeth.

When faced with this complex and profound long sentence, the Divine Dog can only tilt its head and make an uncomprehending whimper in its consciousness.

However, from another perspective, the current Level 9 Enhanced Divine Dog, although its intellectual development cap has been raised, has essentially zero life experience.

The current intelligence level is roughly akin to a five or six-year-old human child, able to understand some basic commands.

Furthermore, from the moment the Divine Dog opened its eyes, it was adopted by Lin Feng, surrounded by humans, and the language it heard was human speech.

It has been steeped in human culture.

In its limited memory, it understands humans better than other Wolf Clan members.

At this moment, the Wolf King Ao, who has condensed into a wolf head, frowns slightly, showing a hint of displeasure.

Despite appearing timidly humble and silent in front of Lin Feng and Zong Shiyue, in front of his progeny, the Wolf King is indeed the true forebear.

Take, for instance, the Divine Dog’s current Tier Jump Evolution; if the Wolf King wished, he could easily twist its evolution process. By altering a few gene segments, he could cause it to fail the transformation and explode to death.

Of course, the Wolf King wouldn’t do such a thing, especially to his own descendants.

He eagerly hopes one of them can mutate into an atavistic individual, inheriting his bloodline and legacy.

Leading the Wolf Race to prosperity.

However, the most promising candidate at the moment seems to be a not-so-bright fool.

If it weren’t for Lin Feng choosing it, such a rapidly maturing individual wouldn’t have caught the Wolf King Ao’s eye in the Wolf King’s Tomb.

For now, there’s no other way; since the wolf language of normal communication isn’t understood, then let actions speak louder than words.

After a cold snort, the Wolf King Ao immediately let out a basic wolf howl, conveying only one simple and succinct concept:

"Kill!"

Without waiting for the Divine Dog to react, the giant wolf head that had been condensed suddenly dissipated, and the black mist gradually transformed into a wilderness world.

The Divine Dog instantly tensed up, although it didn’t know what was happening, the wolf howl emitted by the immense wolf head just as it vanished awakened an innate instinct deep inside it.

The desire for slaughter was rising.

This is the bloodthirsty gene instinct of the Wolf Race.

At this moment, the Divine Dog is also affected; the hanging wolf hide on either side of its wolf mouth involuntarily lifted, revealing the sharp, white wolf fangs on its gums.

While baring its teeth, low growls continually emanate from its throat, then its entire body lowers, stooping and retracting its neck, with its mane standing on end.

A stance akin to facing a formidable enemy.

The Divine Dog can clearly sense that, after the giant wolf head uttered "kill," the aroused desire for slaughter wasn’t just within itself but also encompassed the wilderness conjured before it.

Although it hasn’t yet shown aggression, the murderous intent permeates the surroundings, intensifying to an almost tangible level.

And in the next moment, that almost boiling murderous intent indeed bared its fangs.

Out from the wilderness crawled numerous Desert Wolves, their size nearly matching that of the Divine Dog. Their features were very vague, but it was apparent that all were Level 9 Enhanced.

Their numbers, gathering from afar, were densely packed.

The Divine Dog glanced around roughly, estimating there were thousands upon thousands of Level 9 Desert Wolves.

So numerous, they gradually filled the entire wilderness, with more constantly appearing from afar.

Without giving the Divine Dog a chance to react, the five nearest Level 9 Enhanced Desert Wolves lunged at it directly.

The Divine Dog dodged, leveraging the terrain to create distance and climbed to the top of a pile of giant rocks, breaking the encirclement to confront just one or two at a time.

But in doing so, it blocked its own retreat.

It must kill the Desert Wolves before it to delay the countdown to its own death.

Because expecting to kill them all is simply impossible.

Fortunately, these illusions, formed from murderous intent, aren’t genuine Level 9 Desert Wolves; they only possess Level 9 Enhancement Basic Attributes, whereas the well-fed and satiated Divine Dog can unleash its Level 9 upper limit, approaching the degree of a Level 10 Evolution.