Fifteen years later.
Though he had not communicated with any other creatures through will, the traces of biological activity that occasionally appeared on the ground—traces the Time Storm had failed to smooth away—were becoming increasingly frequent. This direction indeed held a gathering place similar to the Hope Coffin. The Terror Crocodile Devourer had not deceived him.
The destination should not be too far away.
Whooo...
Above the cave, the Time Storm raged. Beneath the sunken eye sockets of the Terror Crocodile Devourer's heavy scales, its pale yellow eyes quietly watched Green, who was continuously recording experimental results in his notes amid the twisting light and darkness.
Beneath a microscope, dozens of blood samples had been arranged and numbered.
Though Green was unwilling to remain in the Dimensional Esophagus for several eras, waiting until he became one of those ancient monsters that endured forever before defeating the other three coffin ascenders one against three and using the Hope Scepter to summon the Hope Coffin—the final method of breaking free from the Dimensional Esophagus—he still intended to inspect the other gathering places. Yet he had no choice but to prepare for this worst-case scenario.
Thus, even if Green's hope of developing the seventh-layer transformation of Wild Instinct through the Ancestor's Blood within his body was exceedingly slim, with several eras as his foundation, even the faintest hope would leave a thread of life!
Without abandoning hope, Green had already mapped out quite a number of ultimate experimental subjects for the long years he might have to spend in the Dimensional Esophagus.
First was research into the knowledge domain of the Key of Life.
Research into the genetic domain of the Key of Life was not only the prerequisite for Green's Wizard Ancestor Plan. It was also necessary, now that his own life