Chapter 998 - The Pitiful Bald Man (1/2)

”What can this one do for you?” Jiang Fei asked. Jiang Fei was confused as to why the man, who introduced himself as would want to explain his origin.

”Well… It's…” Beowulf squirmed uncomfortably.

”Mhm. Speak your mind,” said Jiang Fei, annoyed. Could the man wanted to ask for potions for free?

Even though the potion would never work for any Mutants with power level exceeds the Pinnacle stage of Level 5, the man might have countless descendants after living for so long. He might want to help them and ask for potions from Jiang Fei.

”It's hard for me to say…” said Beowulf through his teeth. The large, two meters tall man was squirming like a little girl. That pitiful act of his made Jiang Fei lost all the respect he had for him as a Level 5 Metahuman. If he were to buck up and ask Jiang Fei directly for a bottle, Jiang Fei would not mind making one for him. However, if the man was just putting up airs as to making Jiang Fei to lower his guard, Jiang Fei would just pass the Zhanlu Sword to Isabella and let her have her way with the sickly bald man.

”Urgh! I don't have much time anyway. So… I'm just going to ask!” Beowulf bit down his shame and started talking. What he requested of Jiang Fei was something that had completely blown his mind away.

Beowulf was telling the truth. He had little more than a few days left to live. The little egg that he had eaten a thousand years ago had indeed granted him the gift of power and longevity but it was not immortality. He might look like he had not aged a day but his body was rotten from the inside-out. A simple prick would make the man crumble like a over-baked pie.

Luck might be subject to debate since the man was granted a Level 5 power but he had also lost something in exchange. Something that was extremely precious. Especially for a male. The man had lost his… penis. No, he was not castrated. It just… disappeared. If he were to pull his pants down, Jiang Fei would be presented with a black forest with no great tree! It would just be… a flatland!

At near-death, Beowulf was suddenly given the enlightenment on how to survive. As if instinct kicked in and teaches him how to live on after death. The one method was to extract the essence of his being and compressed it whole into an egg.

The egg was… not as an impressive method of survival. See, whoever eats the egg shall become a Level 5 Metahuman, just like how Beowulf did but without any means of… copulation.

Beowulf naturally had a few friends that were like himself but he could not trust them wholeheartedly. If he were to entrust them with the egg, one of them might break their trust and take the egg for themselves!

After thinking about it for a long time, Beowulf had decided to rely on the world-famous Zhuge Shanzhen. The man sided with no one but himself and even have several Level 5 disciples under his wing. As such, he must have mastered a way to stabilize his Level 5 powers. He should not be tempted in taking the egg for himself as he had already obtained godlike powers. To be honest, if Jiang Fei had tried to escape from him, Beowulf would have no one to turn to.