Evolution Begins, Winter Descends

However, this meant that his current maximum electrical output would likely be limited to around 600 volts.

Of course, Bai Chuan felt that this voltage was sufficient for now.

As for why he made this choice, don't forget one thing.

An increase in the Strength ability would bring about growth in his body size. If he lowered his Strength and then strengthened it again, would that cause another rapid increase in size?

With a larger body, he would have a more massive frame. Could he then obtain both abilities simultaneously and directly select a small patch of muscle on his back to generate electricity?

If not, that was fine too. After all, he didn't rely on brute strength for survival right now—his true strength lay in his venom!

Having made his decision, Bai Chuan looked at the next ability—

Current Protection.

Reality wasn't like having an electrical generation ability and being able to use it freely. After all, the original owner of this ability, the Electric Eel, had to be careful not to electrocute itself.

Having used the panel for so long, Bai Chuan had come to understand its general nature.

All the abilities he strengthened were based on genetic biological evolution, not some strange conceptual magic from a past life.

Everything had to follow reason, even if these things seemed very mysterious to him now—that was only due to his own lack of knowledge.

Just like how an ancient person would see a light bulb that glowed at the press of a button or a lighter that sparked into flame. To modern people, these were ordinary things, but to the ancients, they would be as astonishing as divine artifacts.

So if he didn't develop a Current Protection ability today, he estimated that this electrical generation ability might end up harming himself first.

Of course, don't let the lofty name "Current Protection" fool you. When Bai Chuan zoomed in on this ability, he found that it was merely a layer of fat and high-resistance materials covering the electricity-generating muscles.

Once again selecting the ability, Bai Chuan controlled the evolution's placement, applying the "Current Protection" ability to some of his more important areas.

Now that the crucial electrical generation ability was properly arranged, Bai Chuan turned his attention to the chameleon's ability.

The reason he left it for later was that he feared it might cause conflicts during evolution.

After all, in Bai Chuan's eyes, not all abilities had the same priority.

First was "Environmental Mimicry LV2." Perhaps because this ability acted on the skin's surface, there was no conflict, and it was smoothly placed.

Next, Bai Chuan extracted "Aura Concealment LV1." Environmental Mimicry and Aura Concealment were essentially a matching pair. Choosing only one would be of little use for his stealth.

It was worth noting that most snake species were famous for ambush tactics, with an innate talent for aura concealment. Bai Chuan was astonished to find that his compatibility with this ability was as high as 90%!

Finally, after careful study, Bai Chuan settled on all the abilities he wanted.

At last, he looked at the remaining abilities on the panel. After some thought, he realized his endurance was somewhat lacking.

So, almost as an afterthought, he added "Endurance LV1."

Everything was now prepared.

The next moment, Bai Chuan pressed the "Start Evolution" button. After paying a total of seven points, he once again fell into slumber.

A familiar scene played out once more. Thick secretions enveloped the Great Serpent, and evolution began.

Time passed slowly. In the blink of an eye, a month had gone by.

And now, winter had fully arrived.

Flurries of goose-feather snow drifted through the air, blanketing the mysterious mountain range.

A thick layer of white snow covered the ground, and biting winds howled through the vast snowy forest.

Everything was a vast expanse of white.

In this snowy forest, where the wind cut like icy blades—

Suddenly, a small speck, nearly indistinguishable from the snow, came hopping out.

It was in a sorry state, fleeing in panic. But if one looked closely, it was clear that it was nearing exhaustion.

Behind it came a faint tremor—a lone wolf, separated from its pack, was chasing it relentlessly.

The lone wolf was gaunt and scruffy, its fur disheveled. Upon closer inspection, one could see a long scar running from the top of its wolf head down past its left eye.

It was clear that its left eye was blind.

The two chased and fled through the howling, snowy wilderness, each waiting to see who would give out first.

But a wolf was still a wolf, no matter how weak—it was no match for a rabbit.

Soon, the scrawny, one-eyed wolf drew closer to the pitiful rabbit.

The wolf's maw was right behind it, already opening, releasing an indescribable stench.

The next moment, in the rabbit's despairing eyes, the wolf's jaws clamped down on it.

Sharp pain struck, and the rabbit's thick legs kicked wildly, causing the one-eyed wolf to stagger.

But just then, the ground suddenly trembled—and collapsed.

The wolf and rabbit fell into the underground in panic.

What appeared before them was a vast underground space. The entire area was roughly circular, and the ground was littered with all sorts of strange bones.

But what caught their attention most was the mysterious object standing in the very center of the space—shaped like a giant egg.

Perhaps because of their fall, that mysterious giant egg began to crack.

"Crack—crack—"

Accompanied by a series of breaking sounds, the giant egg shattered.

The first thing to come into view was a fierce, thick claw.

Then a snake head emerged, its crown bearing two bulging lumps shaped like rice paddles, towering aloft with sharp, eagle-like eyes, and a forked tongue flickering in and out.

A long, slender neck over two meters tall was draped like a cloak, covered in unyielding Scales that formed suffocating golden mystic patterns.

A massive shadow fell over the wolf and the rabbit.

What kind of monster was this? Serpent-like yet dragon-like, filled with a breathtaking beauty.

Such a terrifying, horrifying sight instantly startled the blind old wolf into forgetting the prey in its mouth; with a "thud," the rabbit fell to the ground.

Yet the freed rabbit dared not move, and the blind old wolf dared not move either.

For at that moment, their primal instincts told them that moving meant death.

The aura of death swept through the cramped space.

The next instant, a piercing screech rang through the air, accompanied by a strange, scorched stench.

It was a claw swiping through the void.

The last image in the wolf and rabbit's eyes was of two terrifying claws hurtling toward them, blue-white arcs of electricity crackling on their surfaces.

Blood splattered, and in an instant, crimson began to seep out.