That Cat Is Clearly Thirty-Seven Years Old!

"Damn you, Kamizuki Simu, you're asking for death!"

With his head being casually stepped on by Simu, Hidan let out a roar of humiliation.

However, to Simu, this kind of threat sounded more like the screeching of someone utterly powerless.

He continued to step on Hidan's head, gently scratching his own ear.

"Your name is Hidan, right? Your screeching sounds even worse than the thirty-six-year-old cat owned by the eighty-five-year-old grandma downstairs from my place. Who exactly do you think you're scaring?"

Simu's mockery caused Hidan to break down even further. Even while being heavily stepped on, he struggled to open his mouth and roar: "Kamizuki Simu! I will definitely kill you!"

"Tsk tsk, this kind of threat is just... too insulting to cats."

Simu shook his head with a sigh, and immediately, two sharp, scarlet limbs ejected from his back, blocking a black spear that had struck from behind.

He turned his head slightly; Hidan's headless body was pulling a pitch-black spear from who knows where, preparing to finish Simu off while he wasn't paying attention.

Unfortunately.

The two slender limbs behind Simu suddenly snapped out like lightning.

Anyone familiar enough with insects would have been reminded of a mantis hunting its prey.

The two forelimbs shot out instantly, using a rapid strike to firmly seize the enemy before finishing them off.

Of course, unlike a mantis, Simu's two limbs were sharp enough.

Like two dark red bolts of lightning, they sliced through the air, and the next second, Hidan's two arms fell limply to the ground.

With that, Hidan's body finally lost its balance and collapsed helplessly onto the floor.

Simu adjusted his glasses, bent down, and grabbed Hidan by the hair to lift him up.

"I didn't expect that even a low-level servant of the Lord Jashin would use such a diversionary tactic. It would be better if the cat-like screeching used to distract others wasn't so feeble."

This condescending evaluation made Hidan go berserk, and he began to curse at Simu.

But just as Simu had said, no matter how much he cursed, it was always the same few phrases, sounding to Simu's ears like the wailing of an old cat.

Everyone around watched these two monsters, and the entire hall was filled with Hidan's unpleasant insults.

Simu weighed Hidan's head in his hand and said with a smile: "If you can't come up with anything new to curse with, I'm going to have to plug your mouth."

"I..."

Hidan was instantly rendered speechless.

This guy, he's just too despicable!

All the surrounding Jashin Cult members were equally stunned.

After all, they knew how foul-mouthed Hidan was on a daily basis; they never expected there would be a time when he would actually quiet down.

"Enough!"

Finally, the Cult Leader couldn't take it anymore.

"Stop messing around, both of you, come with me."

Having said that, the Cult Leader walked away with his hands behind his back, looking quite majestic.

"Oh."

Simu dropped Hidan's head and started walking to follow the Cult Leader.

Seeing this, the Cult Leader slapped his own forehead hard, forced himself to swallow his anger, and added: "Bring Hidan along!"

"Oh, right!"

Simu scooped up Hidan's head and tucked it under his armpit.

"You trash Simu! How dare you tuck me in a place like this!"

Hidan struggled to open his mouth, wanting to take a bite out of Simu, but unfortunately, Simu jammed his arm over Hidan's eyes, leaving him completely unable to move.

"If you keep yapping, I'm going to take a dump in your mouth."

"..."

Hidan went quiet, and the entire hall went quiet as well.

The Cult Leader let out a heavy sigh, looking as if he had aged twenty years.

He stopped counting on Simu, pointed his finger at the other cultists, and ordered: "You lot, put Hidan's body back together and stitch him up."

Faced with the Cult Leader's command, these cultists could only suppress the creepy feeling in their hearts and pick up Hidan's severed limbs one by one.

Although they were used to seeing corpses, a corpse like Hidan's that could still move freely was quite rare.

Plus, since Hidan claimed to be a devotee of Lord Jashin, they couldn't afford to be negligent.

As for Simu, he carried Hidan's head like a basketball, following behind the Cult Leader as they left the hall.

Looking at the Cult Leader's back, Simu hesitated for a long time, but ultimately resisted the urge to launch a sneak attack and finish him off.

Because he was a transmigrator, after leaving that mysterious space of Lord Jashin, Simu's soul had entered the initial judgment program of this world.

Which was... reincarnation.

Reincarnation is one thing, but the real kicker is that Simu somehow managed to reincarnate into a pool.

That's right, the very Blood Pool beneath the Divine Statue. In other words, Simu's true form is now that pool of blood!

Fortunately, the ability Simu received from the system is quite formidable.

Though, the name is another story.

[Womb of the Primordial Creator]

There are so many things wrong with that name that Simu doesn't even know where to start complaining.

Consequently, Simu's current system panel looks like this:

[Jashin-sama's Raising Game]

[Host]: A Blood Pool

[Level]: 1 (Next level requires 2000 Reputation)

Note: The host's mental power will increase as the level rises.

[Jashin Reputation]: 500

[Ability 1]:

[Womb of the Primordial Creator]: As a part of the Primordial Creator, you can devour any living creature, analyze its genes and abilities, freely combine them, and create new Jashin Race beings. The races you create will be naturally under your control.

Note: Analyzing genes and abilities requires powerful mental energy for calculations; creating Jashin Race beings requires massive amounts of life energy as fuel.

Gene Bank: Human Gene, Leafcutter Mantis Gene, Giant Centipede Gene, Giant Man-eating Spider.

Genes currently being analyzed: Jashin Gene (Analysis progress 0.003%)

Producible races: Weihe: Centipede, Koukaku: Spider, Rinkaku: Mantis, Human Body.

[Ability 2]:

[Blessing of Jashin]: Your body is blessed by Jashin. You will possess an Immortal Body until Jashin falls.

[Introduction]: I want to create a world for Jashin-sama!

To put it simply, the [Womb of the Primordial Creator] ability allows him to absorb the genes of other creatures, modify and fuse them, and then produce them from his own body—the Blood Pool.

It is just... too absurd.

Simu never imagined that after reincarnating, not only would he become a pool of blood, but he would also end up becoming a "male mother"!

Combined with his status as the leader of the Jashin Cult, his situation is incredibly complex.

Additionally, increasing Jashin Reputation allows for rapid leveling. Leveling up enhances mental power, which in turn accelerates the analysis speed of various genes and abilities.

As the saying goes, the rich rely on technology, while the poor rely on mutation!

The [Kagune] series that Simu just used was created on the spot by utilizing his ability to extract various insect genes from the Blood Pool.

This current body was also created by spending a large amount of life energy.

It's a good thing he reincarnated as an entire Blood Pool; if he were just a normal human, how could he possibly have enough life energy to manufacture these things?

As for that [Jashin Gene]...

It likely originated from the bodies of Simu and Hidan. After all, it was inevitable that they would scrape against the Blood Pool; the gene fragments from the shed skin, hair, and cells were captured by the pool, triggering the gene analysis program automatically.

It's a pity that with such a tiny amount of genetic material, Simu estimates the system would take a hundred years to finish the analysis.

However, the immortal characteristics Hidan displayed earlier gave Simu a rather feasible idea.

That is, to constantly have him bleed into the Blood Pool for genetic analysis. The guy won't die anyway; at most, he'll just be a bit weak.

If nothing else, he can just feed him some goji berries to replenish his blood before continuing the process. It's no big deal.

Besides bloodletting, he could also cut out a kidney or two to study.

As for Simu, his own immortal characteristic is attached to his true form—the Blood Pool—and does not apply to the clones he creates.

Of course, Simu doesn't care. After all, it's just a clone; if it dies, he can just spend more life energy to create another one.

Hidan, who was being carried by Simu, suddenly felt a chill and snapped his eyes open.

Just as he was about to say something, Simu said indifferently, "Shit."

He immediately shut his mouth obediently.

Even someone as strong as Hidan, with his Immortal Body, has his own weaknesses. Although he is immortal, he is still considered human.

And humans have limits, so Simu decided: he's done being human!

Unfortunately, this wasn't a choice he made, and he is indeed no longer human.

It is worth mentioning that ever since he stopped being human, Simu's mood has actually improved quite a bit.

Since I'm not human anymore, it wouldn't be appropriate for you to hold me to human moral standards, right?

Carrying this feeling of loss mixed with a hint of excitement, Simu followed the Cult Leader into a room.

"Sit down first."

The Cult Leader waved his hand, signaling for Simu to find a chair and sit.

Only when his gaze landed on Hidan did he hurriedly add, "Oh, right, just leave Hidan on the table."

"Mm."

Simu placed Hidan's head onto the tabletop as casually as if he were setting down an object.

This perfunctory attitude nearly made Hidan burst into a string of curses again, but he managed to hold his tongue.

"Ahem."

The Cult Leader rubbed his temples. Faced with these two bizarre brats, Simu and Hidan, he found that the speech he had prepared had suddenly slipped his mind.

Still, he was the leader of a cult, so he possessed at least some composure.

His gaze swept past Hidan and landed on Simu as he said, "Since both of you have received the Blessing of Jashin, it is only fitting that you become the God Children of our Jashin Cult."

"God Children?"

Simu patted Hidan's head and gave a slight nod.

"Hey! Are you treating me like your pet or something?!"

Hidan finally couldn't take it anymore and demanded an answer.

Simu gave a sheepish smile. "Sorry about that. I'm just used to petting the thirty-five-year-old cat that belongs to my eighty-five-year-old neighbor."

"You motherf—"

"Enough!"

The Cult Leader hurriedly cut off their bickering, then focused his gaze intently on Simu.

"Especially you, Simu. Although you weren't a member of the Jashin Cult before, since you have received the Blessing of Jashin, you must be a believer!"

"From now on, you will stay here. The Jashin Cult will provide you with sufficient resources to grow, and I hope you can help the Jashin Cult flourish and expand."

Simu nodded.

"I understand. Don't worry, Cult Leader, I will definitely make the Jashin Cult flourish!"

"Mm."

The Cult Leader nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Hidan, who was still sitting on the table, and asked, "Hidan, do you have anything else you'd like to say?"

Hidan finally had his chance to speak and shouted, "You bastard Simu, that cat belonging to your eighty-five-year-old neighbor is clearly thirty-seven years old—"

Before Hidan could finish his sentence, the Cult Leader had already walked out of the room.

He didn't say a word, but his back seemed to have hunched over just a little bit more.

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