That Cat Was Obviously Thirty-Seven Years Old!

"Damn you, Kamizuki Simu! You're asking to die!"

With his head casually pinned beneath Simu's foot, Hidan immediately let out a humiliated roar.

But to Simu, that threat sounded more like a helpless scream.

He continued stepping on Hidan's head and lightly scratched his ear.

"Your name is Hidan, right? That scream of yours isn't even as intimidating as the thirty-six-year-old cat kept by the eighty-five-year-old granny downstairs from my place. Who are you trying to scare?"

Simu's mockery made Hidan snap even harder. Even with his head firmly pinned down, he still struggled to roar, "Kamizuki Simu! I'll definitely kill you!"

"Tsk, tsk. Comparing you to a cat is seriously too insulting to cats."

Simu shook his head with a sigh. Then, two crimson, sharp insectile limbs shot out from his back and blocked the black spear attacking from behind.

He turned his head slightly. Hidan's headless body had somehow pulled out a pitch-black spear and was preparing to finish him off from behind while he was distracted.

Unfortunately—

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

Anyone familiar with insects would probably have been reminded of a mantis hunting.

Its two forelimbs shot out in an instant, using a swift attack to seize its prey firmly before finishing it off.

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

They sliced through the air like two dark-red bolts of lightning. The next second, Hidan's arms dropped weakly to the ground.

At that point, Hidan's body finally lost its balance as well and collapsed limply onto the floor.

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

"I didn't expect a lowly servant of Lord Jashin to know how to use such a diversionary tactic. It would have worked better if the cat sounds you used to draw attention weren't so feeble."

That lofty assessment drove Hidan completely insane, and he began cursing Simu viciously.

But just as Simu had said, he only kept repeating the same few insults. To Simu, it sounded like the wailing of an elderly cat.

Everyone around them watched the two monsters, while Hidan's unpleasant curses echoed throughout the entire hall.

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

"I—"

Hidan was instantly speechless.

This guy was way too shameless!

All the Jashin Cult members around them were equally stunned.

After all, they all knew how much Hidan usually loved to run his mouth. They had never expected there would be a day when he fell silent.

"Enough!"

At last, the Cult Leader could no longer stand it.

"Stop fooling around. You two, come with me."

With that, the Cult Leader walked away with his hands behind his back, carrying himself with great authority.

"Okay."

Simu tossed Hidan's head aside and started following the Cult Leader.

Seeing that, the Cult Leader slapped his forehead hard, forcibly swallowed his frustration, and added, "Bring Hidan with you!"

"Oh, right!"

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

"You useless Simu! How dare you tuck me under there!"

Hidan desperately opened his mouth, wanting to bite Simu, but Simu simply pinned his eyes shut with his arm, leaving him completely unable to move.

"If you keep talking, I'll shit in your mouth."

"..."

Hidan fell silent, and so did the entire hall.

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

He no longer expected anything from Simu. Pointing at the other cultists, he ordered, "You lot, put Hidan's body back together and stitch him up."

Faced with the Cult Leader's order, the cultists could only suppress the crawling unease in their hearts as they picked up Hidan's severed limbs one by one.

They were used to seeing corpses, but corpses like Hidan's, which could still move freely, were rather rare.

On top of that, Hidan claimed to be one of Lord Jashin's favored followers, so they could not afford to treat him carelessly.

As for Simu, he carried Hidan's head like a basketball under his arm and followed behind the Cult Leader as they left the hall.

Looking at the Cult Leader's back, Simu hesitated for a long time before finally suppressing the urge to sneak up and kill him.

Because he was a transmigrator, after leaving Lord Jashin's mysterious space, Simu's soul had entered this world's initial evaluation process.

In other words... reincarnation.

Reincarnation would have been fine, but the problem was that Simu had fucking reincarnated into a pool.

That's right, the Blood Pool beneath the Divine Statue. In other words, Simu's true body was now that Blood Pool!

Fortunately, the ability Simu had received from the system was quite powerful.

It was just the name that was...

[Womb of the Primordial Creator]

There were too many things wrong with that name. Simu honestly did not know where to start complaining.

So, Simu's system panel currently looked like this:

[Jashin-sama's Raising Game]

[Host]: A Blood Pool

[Level]: 1 (Jashin Reputation must reach 2000 for the next level)

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

[Jashin Reputation]: 500

[Ability 1]:

[Womb of the Primordial Creator]: As a part of the Primordial Creator, it can devour all living creatures, analyze their genes and abilities, freely combine genes and abilities, and create new Jashin Races. The races created will naturally be under your control.

Note: Analyzing genes and abilities requires powerful mental energy for calculation. Creating Jashin Races requires a large amount of life energy as fuel.

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

Gene Currently Being Analyzed: Jashin Gene (Analysis Progress: 0.003%)

Creatable Races: Weihe: Centipede, Koukaku: Spider, Rinkaku: Mantis, Human Body.

[Ability 2]:

[Blessing of Jashin]: Your body has received Jashin's blessing. Before Jashin falls, you will possess an Immortal Body.

[Description]: I will create a world with Lord Jashin!

The ability [Womb of the Primordial Creator], simply put, allowed him to absorb the genes of other living creatures, modify and fuse them, then produce them from his body—namely, this Blood Pool.

It was just... way too absurd.

Simu had never imagined that being reincarnated as a Blood Pool was not enough—he had somehow become a male mother too!

Combined with his identity as the leader of Jashin's cultists and everything else, his makeup was incredibly complicated.

Additionally, raising Jashin Reputation would allow him to level up quickly. After leveling up, his mental power would increase, which meant faster analysis of all kinds of genes and abilities.

As the saying went, the rich relied on technology, while the poor relied on mutation!

The [Kagune] series Simu had used earlier had been created on the spot with his ability, using various insect genes from the Blood Pool.

This body had also been created by consuming a huge amount of life energy.

He had reincarnated as an entire Blood Pool. If he had been an ordinary human, where would he have gotten so much life energy to create all these things?

As for that [Jashin Gene]...

It had probably come from Simu and Hidan's bodies. After all, while inside the Blood Pool, it was inevitable that some skin, hair, or cells would be scraped off. The Blood Pool had captured the gene fragments from them and automatically initiated the gene analysis process.

Unfortunately, with so little genetic material, Simu estimated that even a hundred years would not be enough for the system to finish analyzing it.

However, Hidan's immortality that he had displayed earlier gave Simu a very feasible idea.

He could keep making Hidan bleed into the Blood Pool for genetic analysis. Hidan would not die anyway; at most, he would become a little weak.

At worst, Simu could feed him some goji berries to replenish his blood before drawing more. It would be fine.

Besides drawing blood, he could also cut off a kidney or something for research.

As for Simu, his immortality was attached to his true body—the Blood Pool—and did not affect the avatars he created.

Of course, Simu did not care. It was only an avatar, after all. If it died, he could simply spend more life energy to create another one.

Hidan, tucked beneath Simu's arm, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and abruptly opened his eyes.

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

He immediately shut his mouth obediently again.

Even someone as powerful as Hidan, with an Immortal Body, had weaknesses. Although he possessed an Immortal Body, he was still human.

And humans had limits, so Simu decided that he would no longer be human!

Unfortunately, that was not a decision he had made. He truly was no longer human.

It was worth mentioning that ever since he stopped being human, Simu had felt much better.

Since I'm not even human anymore, it wouldn't be appropriate to judge me by human moral standards, would it?

With 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 himself a chair.

Only when his gaze landed on Hidan did he hurriedly add, "As for Hidan, just put him on the table for now."

"Mm."

Simu casually set Hidan's head down on the table as though he were putting down some object.

That perfunctory attitude nearly made Hidan start cursing again, but he managed to hold it in.

"Well..."

The Cult Leader rubbed between his brows. Faced with the two strange brats, Simu and Hidan, he suddenly found himself unable to recall the speech he had prepared.

But he was, after all, the leader of a cult, so he still had some composure.

His gaze swept past Hidan and settled on Simu. "Since both of you have received Jashin's blessing, you should become God Children of our Jashin Cult."

"God Children?"

Simu stroked Hidan's head and nodded slightly.

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

Hidan finally could not take it anymore and demanded an answer.

Simu gave an embarrassed smile. "Sorry, I got used to petting that thirty-five-year-old old cat belonging to the eighty-five-year-old granny next door."

"You motherf—"

"Enough!"

The Cult Leader hurriedly interrupted their argument, then focused his attention on Simu.

"Especially you, Simu. Although you were not previously a member of the Jashin Cult, since you have received Jashin's Blessing, you must be a believer in Jashin!"

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

Simu nodded.

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

"Mm."

The Cult Leader nodded in satisfaction. Then he looked at Hidan, whose head had been placed on the table, and asked, "Hidan, do you have anything to say?"

Hidan finally had a chance to speak and shouted, "You bastard Simu, the cat belonging to your eighty-five-year-old neighbor was obviously thirty-seven years old—"

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

He said nothing, but his back seemed to have hunched a little more.

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