As for Kun's Son's desperate wish to die, Gao Gong said, "If you've got what it takes, go kill yourself. I'm not fighting you anyway."
Just kidding. Fighting and killing were the work of the Red Flower Double Baton, while he was now an interstellar money funnel.
Besides, compared to Gao Gong, the players' behavior was even worse.
In less than two days, Kun's Son's shoulders, face, head, and butt were crawling with little players. There was even more than one set of selfies posted on the forums. The title was rather poetic, too—
Photos of Me with 108 Parts of Kun's Son
Anyone who didn't know better would think you were filming some new-age borderline porn.
Kun's Son seemed to have truly entered some sort of "enlightenment" state. He really stopped reacting altogether.
Quite a few players tried drawing blood and extracting genes to clone a little Kunkun, only to discover in surprise that their weapons couldn't even penetrate its defenses.
Gao Gong had seen the corpses of "space behemoths" more than once, but every time he saw a "satellite-class behemoth," he was still shaken by its size.
It wasn't that Gao Gong had never seen even more exaggeratedly huge galactic beasts. It was just that when you saw a towering mountain, you felt its grandeur, but when you stood on Earth, most people didn't react much at all.
Once a colossal object became "colossal" beyond a certain degree, that fear of giants would instead vanish for no apparent reason.
The moment he set foot on the behemoth's corpse, that ancient aura surged toward him, like a firefly sensing light.
``` [The fallen "Leviathan Behemoth" sensed your kindred genes and transmitted "bloodline" to you]
[Your Leviathan bloodline was activated. Bloodline transformation rate +1%. Strength +100]
[Your Leviathan bloodline