Damn you, Kamizuki Simu, you're dead!"
With his head being stepped on casually by Simu, Hidan let out a roar of humiliation. However, to Simu, this threat sounded more like a scream of powerlessness.
Simu continued to press down on Hidan's head while lightly scratching his own ear.
"Your name is Hidan, right? This barking of yours sounds even worse than the thirty-six-year-old cat owned by the eighty-five-year-old grandmother living downstairs from me. Who are you trying to scare?"
Simu's mockery caused Hidan to lose his composure even further. Despite being stepped on heavily, he struggled to roar, "Kamizuki Simu! I will definitely kill you!"
"Tsk tsk, this kind of threat is really... a total insult to the cat."
Simu shook his head and sighed. Immediately, two crimson, sharp appendages shot out from his back, parrying the black spear lunging from behind.
He turned his head slightly. Hidan's headless body had somehow pulled out a pitch-black spear, attempting to finish Simu off from behind while he wasn't paying attention. Unfortunately for him, the two slender limbs on Simu's back shot out like lightning.
Anyone familiar with insects would have been reminded of a mantis hunting. The two forelimbs snapped out instantly, using a rapid strike to firmly grasp the enemy before finishing them off. Of course, unlike a mantis, Simu's appendages were sharp enough to slice.
They streaked through the air like two bolts of dark red lightning. In the next second, Hidan's two arms fell uselessly to the ground. Consequently, Hidan's body finally lost its balance and collapsed powerlessly.
Simu adjusted his glasses, leaned over, and grabbed Hidan by the hair to lift his head up.
"I didn't expect a low-level servant of Lord Jashin to use a diversionary tactic like this. If only the cat-like screeching used to distract me wasn't so weak."
This condescending evaluation drove Hidan mad, and he began cursing at Simu. Yet, as Simu had said, he just repeated the same few phrases, sounding to Simu's ears like the wailing of an elderly cat.
Everyone around watched these two monsters as the hall was filled with Hidan's unpleasant insults. Simu weighed Hidan's head in his hand and said with a smile, "If you can't come up with any creative insults, I'm going to have to plug your mouth."
"I..."
Hidan was suddenly speechless. This guy was just too obnoxious! The surrounding Jashin followers were also stunned. They all knew how talkative Hidan usually was and never expected to see him silenced.
"Enough!"
Finally, the Archbishop could no longer stand the sight of it. "Stop fooling around. You two, come with me."
With that, the Archbishop walked away with his hands behind his back in a dignified manner.
"Oh."
Simu tossed Hidan's head aside and stepped forward to follow. Seeing this, the Archbishop slapped his own forehead hard, forced down his frustration, and added, "Bring Hidan with you!"
"Oh, right!"
Simu scooped up Hidan's head and tucked it under his armpit.
"Trash Simu! How dare you tuck this great me in a place like this!"
Hidan struggled, opening his mouth to try and bite Simu. Unfortunately, Simu simply used his arm to pin Hidan's eyes, making him unable to move.
"If you say one more word, I'll crap in your mouth."
"..."
Hidan went silent. The entire hall went silent. The Archbishop let out a heavy sigh, looking as if he had aged twenty years in an instant. He didn't even bother looking at Simu anymore, instead pointing at the other followers.
"You lot, put Hidan's body back together and sew it up."
Faced with the Archbishop's command, the followers could only suppress the crawling sensation in their skin as they picked up Hidan's severed limbs. Although they were used to corpses, a corpse that could still move freely like Hidan was a rare sight. Moreover, since Hidan claimed to be a dependent of Lord Jashin, they didn't dare be negligent.
Meanwhile, Simu followed the Archbishop out of the hall, carrying Hidan's head like a basketball. Looking at the Archbishop's back, Simu hesitated for a long time but ultimately suppressed the urge to launch a sneak attack and kill him.
Because he was a transmigrator, after leaving Lord Jashin's mysterious space, Simu's soul had entered the world's initial judgment program. In other words... reincarnation.
Reincarnation was one thing, but the problem was that Simu had reincarnated into a pool. That's right—the blood pool beneath the statue. This meant Simu's true body was currently that very pool!
Fortunately, the ability Simu received from the system was quite powerful. Though the name was...
[Womb of the Original Creator]
There were so many things wrong with that name that Simu didn't even know where to begin complaining. His system panel currently looked like this:
[Lord Jashin's Cultivation Mini-Game]
[Host]:A blood pool
[Level]:1 (Next level requires 2000 Prestige)
Note: The host's mental power will increase as the level rises.
[Jashin Prestige]:500
[Ability 1]:
[Womb of the Original Creator]:As a part of the Original Creator, you can devour all living things, analyze their genes and abilities, freely combine them, 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 Bank: Common Human, Leaf-Cutting Mantis, Giant Centipede, Giant Man-Eating Spider...
Genes being analyzed: Jashin Gene (Analysis progress 0.003%)
Producible Races: Bikaku · Centipede, Koukaku · Spider, Rinkaku · Mantis, Human Body.
[Ability 2]:
[Jashin's Blessing]:Your body is blessed by Jashin. Until Jashin falls, you will possess an immortal body.
[Introduction]:I want to create a world with Lord Jashin!
The ability [Womb of the Original Creator] was, simply put, a way to absorb the genes of other creatures, modify and fuse them, and then produce them from his body—the blood pool.
It was truly... too much.
Simu never expected that in his reincarnation, not only would he become a blood pool, but he would also become a "male mother"! Combined with his status as a Jashin cult leader, his identity was quite complex. Furthermore, increasing Jashin Prestige allowed for fast leveling, which would enhance his mental power and speed up the analysis of various genes and abilities.
As the saying goes, the rich rely on technology while the poor rely on mutations! The "Kagune" series Simu used earlier was created by using his ability on the spot, utilizing various insect genes within the blood pool. This current body was also created using a large amount of life energy. Since he had transmigrated as an entire blood pool, he had enough energy; an ordinary human would never have enough life energy to manufacture such things.
As for that [Jashin Gene]...
It likely came from the bodies of Simu and Hidan. After all, it was inevitable to get some scrapes or shed some skin and hair in the blood pool. Those genetic fragments were captured by the pool, which automatically started the analysis process. However, with so little genetic material, Simu estimated the system wouldn't finish the analysis even in a hundred years.
On the other hand, from the immortality Hidan had just displayed, Simu thought of a very feasible plan. He could continuously have Hidan bleed into the blood pool for genetic analysis. Since the guy couldn't die anyway, he would only be a little weak at most. Worst case, he could give him some goji berries to replenish his blood before continuing; it wouldn't be a problem.
Besides bloodletting, he could also cut off a kidney or something for research...
As for Simu, his immortal trait was attached to his true body—the blood pool—and was ineffective for the clones he created. Of course, Simu didn't care. It was just a clone; if it died, he could just spend life energy to make another one.
Hidan, tucked under Simu's arm, suddenly felt a chill and snapped his eyes open. Just as he was about to say something, Simu said plainly, "Crap." Hidan immediately shut his mouth obediently.
Even with an immortal body as strong as Hidan's, he still had weaknesses. Although he was immortal, he was still human. And humans have limits. Therefore, Simu decided he would no longer be human! Unfortunately, it wasn't exactly his decision to make, and he truly wasn't human anymore.
It was worth mentioning that since ceasing to be human, Simu's mood had actually improved. Since I'm not human anymore, it's not appropriate for you to judge me by human moral standards, right?
Carrying this mixture of loss and a hint of excitement, Simu followed the Archbishop into a room.
"Have a seat." The Archbishop waved his hand, signaling Simu to find a chair. When his gaze landed on Hidan, he hurriedly added, "As for Hidan, just put him on the table for now."
"Mhm." Simu casually placed Hidan's head on the table as if putting down an object. This dismissive attitude almost made Hidan curse again, but he held back.
"Well..." The Archbishop rubbed the space between his eyebrows. Facing these two bizarre brats, he found himself unable to remember the speech he had prepared. However, being the leader of a religion, he still had some composure. His gaze moved past Hidan to Simu.
"Since both of you have received Jashin's blessing, you should naturally become the Divine Sons of our Jashin Religion."
"Divine Sons?" Simu patted Hidan's head and nodded slightly.
"I say... are you treating me like your pet?!" Hidan finally couldn't help but question him.
Simu gave a sheepish smile. "Sorry about that. I've just gotten used to petting the thirty-five-year-old cat at my eighty-five-year-old neighbor's house."
"You mother—"
"Enough!" The Archbishop hastily interrupted their bickering, then focused his gaze on Simu. "Especially you, Simu. Although you weren't a follower of the Jashin Religion before, since you received Jashin's blessing, you must believe in Jashin!"
"From now on, stay here. The Jashin Religion will provide you with enough resources to grow. I hope you can make the Jashin Religion prosper."
Simu nodded. "I understand. Don't worry, Archbishop. I will definitely make the Jashin Religion flourish!"
"Good." The Archbishop nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Hidan on the table. "Hidan, is there anything else you want to say?"
Hidan finally had the chance to speak and shouted at the top of his lungs, "You bastard Simu! That cat at your eighty-five-year-old neighbor's house was clearly thirty-seven years old—"
Before Hidan could finish, the Archbishop could no longer take it and walked out the door. He didn't speak, but his back seemed to hunch even more.