Killing Embryo

Seeing Lu Hao freeze up, Old Wu assumed he was scared and patted him on the shoulder.

"What's wrong, kid? Scared? There's nothing to be afraid of. It's just one quick cut; just pretend you're stabbing a radish."

Lu Hao snapped out of his fantasy and returned to the present. Looking at the pig bleeding out in front of him, he no longer felt the stench of blood was disgusting. To him, this was the fuel for his growth.

"Uncle Wu, I'm fine. It's just that it's my first time, so I'm not quite used to it yet. It'll be much better after this."

"So, shall we continue?"

"Yeah, let's continue. After all, I really need this job," Lu Hao explained.

After all, he could obtain a steady stream of Slaughter Points here, and there was absolutely no risk. This place was simply paradise for Lu Hao.

Old Wu, standing to the side, looked at Lu Hao and didn't say anything more.

Just like that, one, two, three...

The sun outside began to set, and the teenager in the slaughterhouse finally stopped.

"You killed 57 pigs in total. You're a natural for this line of work, kid. You were a bit clumsy at first, but by the end, no one would have guessed you were a newcomer."

Old Wu said, looking at the teenager before him.

He had originally thought the boy would quit after his first kill, as most people couldn't handle the wailing of the pigs. And it had gone exactly as he expected—after killing the first one, the kid had just stood there, stunned.

He had even had to pat him to wake him up. But then, the kid acted like nothing had happened and started slaughtering pigs like a madman. He had killed 57 pigs in a single afternoon, and the more he killed, the more energetic he became. Could he have some kind of psychological disorder?

"Uncle Wu, I was just trying to adapt quickly so I could start working tomorrow."

Lu Hao naturally didn't know what Old Wu was thinking, but every pig he killed added 2 Slaughter Points. He had reached 114 points now, and he could finally see what the Slaughter Point System was capable of tonight.

Just then, the slaughterhouse owner walked over.

"How is it, Little Lu? Are you adjusting well?"

"Boss, it's great. Can I start working officially tomorrow?"

The slaughterhouse owner glanced at Old Wu, saw him nod, and said, "No problem, Little Lu. Come over tomorrow afternoon. Work hard, and we won't treat you unfairly here."

After chatting with the boss for a while, Lu Hao headed home, planning to take a shower and test out the function of his Slaughter Points.

After Lu Hao left.

"Boss, that kid is not human. You didn't see him this afternoon. From being afraid to kill at the start, he became more and more skilled. He's a natural-born killer. Do you think he has some mental illness? What if he decides to treat me like a pig one day?"

"Don't worry, Old Wu, you're overthinking it. The kid just has a difficult family situation and no other way out, so it's normal for him to stop being afraid in order to make money."

"He probably sees every pig as a walking stack of cash, which is why he isn't afraid. This kid will definitely make something of himself in the future."

Lu Hao didn't know that Old Wu had already labeled him a born killer with a psychological disorder, but even if he did, he wouldn't explain. After all, he did intend to walk this path in the future; to gain more Slaughter Points, he had to kill.

Back home, while his mother was still out, Lu Hao ducked into the bathroom to shower. After slaughtering pigs all afternoon, he was covered in the stench of blood, even heavier than it had been in the morning.

He opened his panel while showering to take a look.

[Slaughter Point System]
[Host: Lu Hao]
[Vitality: 170/179 cal+]
[Mentality: 220/269 Hz+]
[Storage Space: 1 cubic meter]
[Slaughter Points: 114]

His Slaughter Points had reached 114, his Vitality had recovered to 170 cal, and his Mentality, which recovered more slowly, was currently at 220 Hz.

Lu Hao focused his consciousness on the plus sign next to his Vitality.

[Spend 100 Slaughter Points to increase Vitality cap by 1 point?]

It could be upgraded, and it was his own Vitality cap.

As long as his Vitality cap broke through the 179 barrier, he would undergo a second bone-marrow refinement, which would significantly strengthen his foundation.

Lu Hao didn't upgrade immediately. After all, he wasn't at his peak state yet. He planned to wait until his Mentality was fully recovered before breaking through the barrier and starting the second refinement.

Then, Lu Hao focused his consciousness on the plus sign next to his Mentality.

[Spend 100 Slaughter Points to increase Mentality cap by 1 point?]

His Mentality could also be enhanced, and it cost the same 100 Slaughter Points as his Vitality.

However, Mentality wasn't very useful during the low-rank stages, and the second bone-marrow refinement would surely increase his Mentality anyway, so his main focus for now was on increasing his Vitality.

Lu Hao felt around carefully and discovered that Slaughter Points weren't just for increasing caps; they could also be used to recover what he had spent.

One Slaughter Point could recover ten calories of Vitality or five hertz of Mentality.

A smile instantly appeared on Lu Hao's face. With this recovery ability, as long as he had enough Slaughter Points, he could quickly breeze through the low-rank stages. Low-rank cultivation was all about bone refinement, which required Vitality; he could use Slaughter Points to recover, which would naturally speed up the process.

Moreover, this rapid recovery would allow him to be like Fang Ping—a perpetual motion machine of Vitality.

However, he wouldn't be as exposed as Fang Ping. Fang Ping had caused quite a bit of trouble in the early stages because his Vitality was inexhaustible, and it wasn't until he reached a high rank that people stopped prying.

Lu Hao tried using two Slaughter Points, one to recover Vitality and one to recover Mentality.

An unknown force from nowhere instantly provided Lu Hao with ten units of Vitality and five units of Mental Power.

[Vitality: 179/179 units+]

[Mental Power: 230/269 units+]

Only nine units of Vitality were absorbed, while the remaining unit dissipated into the air.

Unable to find the source of the energy, Lu Hao stopped dwelling on it; regardless, as long as he kept growing stronger, he would find out sooner or later.

He had just finished washing up and tidying his clothes when he heard the door open. It was his mother returning. It was fortunate he had cleaned up in advance, otherwise, the heavy scent of blood would have surely been discovered by her.

If she found out that her son had slaughtered 57 pigs in a single afternoon, there was no telling what kind of trouble it would cause.

"Mom, you're back? Was there anything going on at the bureau today?"

Lu Hao had originally thought he would feel awkward or distant, but in reality, the words came out naturally. His soul had merged with the original owner's, leaving no distinction between them.

"Nothing major, just the usual work. You must be hungry, Hao'er. I'll go make dinner for you right now."

Bai Qiuyao returned and saw Lu Hao walking out of his room; she observed her son's expression as she answered.

Ever since Tian Bai sacrificed himself half a year ago, Lu Hao had begun training like a madman. He wanted to avenge his brother, and Bai Qiuyao was deeply worried that Lu Hao would suffer a cultivation deviation.

Seeing signs that Lu Hao seemed to be moving past it, Bai Qiuyao felt much more at ease.

Lu Hao sat on the sofa, watching his mother busy herself in the kitchen.

Only now did Lu Hao feel a sense of reality. The strangeness and alienation brought about by his transmigration vanished in this moment.

He was Lu Hao, Bai Qiuyao's son, the only child left in this home. If anyone dared to threaten this little family, he would make them feel the weight of his fists.

All he had to do was protect this home.