I Can Infinitely Synthesize Transcendent Genes - Chapter 218: 【181】Attributes Skyrocket! Seven Feet Lamb Skin, Fiery Refinement of a Fierce Tiger Heart (Seeking Monthly Votes for Support)_1

Late at night.

A certain place in Da Peng City.

Someone panicked made a phone call to report, “The person we were responsible for monitoring is dead.”

“Killed by the Poisonous Old Monster?” the voice of an unfamiliar man came from the other end of the phone, also spoken in a low tone.

“No, the Poisonous Old Monster is dead too! Secretary Sun, we…”

“Any clues?”

“None at the moment.”

“When did this happen?”

“About two hours ago.”

“If the other party hasn’t come looking for you after so much time has passed, maybe it was done by an enemy of the Poisonous Old Monster.”

“But Old Chang has been captured; if he doesn’t die and ends up confessing about us…”

“Seal off the news of his son’s death, and as long as we get through tonight, we are worry-free.”

“Yes, I understand what to do…”

…

Early morning.

When the first ray of sunlight fell into the forest, Pei Jinye was dressed in a loose-fitting martial robe, his form sometimes like a wolf, sometimes like a tiger.

Not far away, in a locust tree, a huge head maintained the same action for more than an hour… It was “watching” Pei Jinye practice cultivation, although in its understanding, it didn’t know what cultivation was.

A moment later.

Pei Jinye finished his practice.

The steam that had been rising from his head was slowly dissipating.

He swiped to open the attribute panel.

His gaze fell on the Three Attribute Values.

——

[Vitality Value]:36-37.2;

[Stamina]:35.9-37;

[Psychic Power]:36.5-36.5;

Pei Jinye exhaled lightly.

The speed of his strength growth had clearly surpassed that of his previous two experiences.

“The feeling of strategizing is truly enjoyable.”

Turning his head.

He looked at a certain large fellow sticking out its head.

In just one night, the scales on the large creature had recovered by one-third. It seemed that a complete recovery wouldn’t take long.

“Hiss hiss (Eat.)” the Giant Python gestured.

Eat, eat, eat, always just thinking about eating!

Pei Jinye stomped his foot in irritation, causing the ground to tremble. The large creature was frightened and quickly withdrew its head, coiling at the tip of the tree.

“From now on, you’re in charge of guarding this place. If you dare let anyone else in, you might as well consider yourself dead!”

The Giant Python sensed a strong murderous intent and had the urge to flee.

But the next second.

A large piece of raw flesh was thrown over to it.

The instinct to nourish itself immediately overpowered its fear.

It swiftly opened its huge mouth and accurately swallowed the flesh, its blood-red vertical pupils looking at Pei Jinye, then bowed its massive snakehead and rubbed against Pei Jinye’s palm.

Pei Jinye petted its head. The scales were smooth and cold to the touch.

“If the scales were a bit harder, they could also be suitable to forge into a shield or armor.”

The Giant Python gently arched against Pei Jinye, blissfully unaware that it had just had another brush with death.

Pei Jinye beckoned.

A bluebird flew from a distance and landed in his hand.

It affectionately rubbed against Pei Jinye’s large hand.

Feeding it a grain of Spirit Rice, the bluebird chirped even more cheerfully.

Pei Jinye raised his hand.

The Bluebird once again flitted into the forest.

…

7:20 A.M.

After finishing the medicinal meal,

Pei Jinye instructed his middle-aged butler that he intended to enter seclusion; the butler carefully asked, “The vice-president is waiting outside the door, would you like to see him?”

Pei Jinye stood up.

Simple and direct.

“No.”

…

Outside the door.

Learning of the old master’s attitude from the middle-aged butler, the vice-president’s face showed several changes in expression.

But the understanding butler consoled, “Don’t worry. The old master is just busy with cultivation matters. Since he isn’t intervening and is letting you handle things, it’s a sign of his trust in you.”

The vice-president slowly lifted his head and smiled subtly, “I’ll have to trouble you to take more care of my father.”

“You’re too kind, sir. This is all part of my duty.”

“No need to see me out.”

After watching the vice-president get into his car and leave,

The middle-aged butler suddenly heard the sound of trees falling from behind the mountain. His expression changed slightly, and just as he was about to investigate, he remembered the old master’s instructions from the previous night and immediately stopped himself.

Looking toward the northwest,

He grew curious about what kind of pet the old master was keeping. With that kind of force, could it be some kind of tiger or leopard?

In the end, he dared not to explore further and even made sure to instruct the Confidential Clerk not to get too close.

…

8:15 A.M.

Firing range.

Brother Bi, following the work order, conducted firearms training for Pei Jinye and took the opportunity to introduce some basic knowledge about the Investigation Team.

“I’ve said quite a bit, but don’t worry. I’ll tell you everything when we go on missions. Knowledge learned by ear is never as direct as hands-on practice… Lift your hand higher, aim at the center.”

After ten shots.

Pei Jinye’s score was 87 rings.

It was one ring less than the last training session.

Brother Bi’s expression changed several times as he looked at the target paper. After a moment, he put down the 87 ring target paper and said, “No worries, just practice more next time.”

“Bang, bang, bang!”

Suddenly, a burst of gunfire sounded nearby, drowning out their voices.

Pei Jinye and Brother Bi simultaneously looked toward the source, the sound was so close.

The shooter was a young girl with shoulder-length hair.

After a sequence of ten shots.

Smoke wafted from the muzzle of the gun and dispersed with the wind.

Brother Bi looked at the target paper and sharply inhaled.

The ten-ring on the target had been shot to pieces.

A perfect score!

By the time Brother Bi looked back, the young woman had already put down her gun and, without looking back, said to her little aide behind her, “Are these old models all the base has for firearms?”

“Reporting back to the officer, except for the latest models, the weapons equipped by our front-line members are all from the 400-year edition,” the comm officer hastened to say.

The two walked further away.

Brother Bi turned back to Pei Jinye and whispered, “Did you see that?”

Pei Jinye glanced back at the target paper, but before he could say anything, Brother Bi cut him off, “Not about the perfect score—it’s that woman… she’s got nice curves.”