Chapter 117 53. The Rank of Life
It was all forgotten; some aspects of his body’s abilities had been enhanced by the Supplement Handbook for Sub-Humans. When facing the Dragon Race Raphael, he handled it effortlessly, but he never expected that even a demon would acknowledge him.
“If I remember correctly, subhumans can produce offspring with humans, right? What does this have to do with physical quality?”
Fisher caught the blind spot in her words. He had previously studied hybrids and encountered cases of offspring born from the intermarriage of subhumans of two races in the Southern Continent. This method of producing offspring followed a pattern: generally, it would favor the maternal traits while mixing in some paternal characteristics.
For example, if Fisher and Raphael were to have offspring, the offspring would still be of the Dragon Race, but would differ in certain aspects from other Dragon Race individuals. This could result in positive or negative migration, meaning the born child could be stronger or weaker than other similarly related children.
Fisher vaguely sensed that there were specific determining factors behind the positive and negative migration attributes, but he hadn’t fully grasped them yet. Although there were no barriers to producing offspring between different subhuman races or between subhumans and humans, the likelihood of offspring being produced was still quite low.
Just like with Raphael, they had been together a dozen times, and even without any protection, Fisher felt the chances were still very slim.
“Oh? It seems you really are a scholarly researcher. I thought you were just a villain pretending to do research under false pretenses~”
Eil had finished all her food. She completely turned around, looking somewhat frustrated as she explained to Fisher,
“Just imagine, if a little demon pairs up with an average human, they might engage in a million attempts at mating and still not succeed in producing offspring, because you humans rank lower in reproductive hierarchy compared to demons, maybe seventeen or eighteen ranks lower. Don’t think I’m discriminating against you humans; this is a conclusion drawn by you humans yourselves. I wonder if you’re still aware of that now.”
She playfully drew a stepped trapezoid with her hand, then with her left hand represented humans and her right hand represented demons, pulling the distance between the two hands far apart.
“Then, you, it’s like you were swept up by erupting lava, ‘whoosh,’ and suddenly jumped to this position, a place close to our rank. I don’t know how you managed to do that.”
She suddenly brought her hands closer together, indicating that the distance between the human hand and the demon hand was now just a tiny bit apart.
“It could be that your parents were exceptionally vigorous in their pursuits, and coincidentally encountered a rare stroke of luck since creation to have you, sending you bouncing up from the [Human Race] position to here.”
Eil seemed to still regard Fisher as a high-ranking half-blood between subhumans and humans, even though he was not.
All of his enhancements came from the Supplement Handbook for Sub-Humans, whether in terms of physique or reproductive capabilities, but Fisher did not reveal his origins regarding the handbook; it was fine for her to think of him as a hybrid.
However, what puzzled him was that Eil said such concepts were derived from humans, yet Fisher had never known of them, and she previously mentioned uncertainty about whether she still possessed this knowledge.
This implied that long ago, humans had a profound understanding and research regarding subhumans. So why, at present, did they know nothing of it?
“Did humans used to research all subhuman races?”
Eil’s mocking tone grew heavier, but she seemed disinclined to elaborate further.
“Pretty much, after all, not studying is not an option either. Alright, let’s not dwell on that; knowing this won’t help your current life at all. You lot just love to start contemplating the far future without even taking a single step; don’t you know that taking big steps can lead to tripping over your own feet?”
No, you just don’t want to take any steps and prefer to lie dead in place, considering any movement a loss.
“If you want to know more about this information, keep an eye out for something called the [Universal Warning Tablet]. In the past, nearly every human settlement had one, and their numbers were quite abundant; digging underground might yield some.”
Fisher silently committed Eil’s words to memory. According to this demon, humans once conducted extensive research on many subhumans, but having learned some history, Fisher knew that humans had not greatly understood subhuman races since recorded history began.
So, how long ago was this history that Eil mentioned regarding humans’ knowledge of subhumans?
How long had this demon lived?
Suddenly, several mysteries appeared before him, yet Fisher chose not to pursue further exploration.
As the demon said, one should act according to the present situation. Now, pondering on several incomplete pieces of information she had not fully divulged to uncover the hidden truth was not a wise move. He initially only wanted to gain some information and handbook rewards about demon types from her, but he ended up hearing these hidden truths, which was already an unexpected gain.
“I understand. By the way, what was the training method for my body that you mentioned before? Recently, I don’t have much going on; I can practice first, and when you leave, I can continue training.”
“Oh, that.”
Speaking of this, her eyes shone with strong interest, but her expression remained lazily indifferent. “First, take off your clothing.”
“?”
“What are you looking at? You don’t plan on training in those outfits that restrict you, do you? You can either strip entirely, or leave some on; I don’t mind either way.”
As she said this casually, she licked her lips, displaying an appearance of hunger. The flames behind her flickered slightly, and a tinge of desire surged, which was quickly suppressed.
[Fallen Resistance]
[Conquer those damned demon daughters with an iron will and body!]
Fisher looked deeply at the demon before him, then nodded, unaffected; this time, it was Eil’s turn to be surprised.
Why was this guy who was triggered by desire yesterday no longer affected today?
Does this guy have such strong willpower?
Eil’s look of appreciation grew stronger. She pointed to her finger, and a streak of blood flowed from her fingertip as she looked at Fisher and said,
“First off, I should mention that you won’t find the necessary training equipment here, and I’m a bit lazy, so I designed some enhanced training demon magic. This magic has to be inscribed on your body; it’s up to you whether you want to use it. It might even be a spell that drains all your blood dry~”
Fisher reached out to unbutton his suit, and then also took off the waistcoat and shirt underneath, revealing his strong physique. He glanced at Eil without immediately refusing, simply saying, “Just go ahead and show me the magic you inscribed.”
“Alright.”
She drew a bizarre magic symbol in the air with her blood. The arrangement of this magic was completely irregular, its chaotic structure sent chills down Fisher’s spine, resembling a jumbled mess of symbols.
However, when the magic started to illuminate its patterns, Fisher quickly recognized parts such as the [Ring Head] among the various seals that lit up in succession.
Soon, he discovered the characteristics of the demon magic. Various parts scattered in a chaotic state, yet relied on excess connecting lines to separate the different sections, allowing for resonance, but it had an indescribable eeriness to it.
The essence of magic was the same; it was all to pry into world resonance to trigger miracles. However, the pathways to the summit were not singular; various methods and structures could work as long as they ultimately produced results. This also illustrated that the essence of this world appeared different in the eyes of varied races.
Human magic possesses a rigorous order and structure, which correlates with the social architecture of the human race and their methods of problem-solving. In contrast, demon magic is chaotic, indicating that in their view, the world is a complex and unordered furnace, like countless threads intertwined together, making it impossible to distinguish cause from effect.
Under Fisher’s observation, he realized that the ring head of this magical emblem likely acted on the physical body. The specific effects were basic side effects, including weighting, stalling, and overload, all serving to simulate the load effects of training equipment. However, it seemed the degree of side rings might have been a bit too much?
Looking at that part that was a full circle larger than the usual side ring, Fisher expressed his confusion, but Eil pointed her tail irritably at him, poking him here and there.
“You think like a human, of course, your body feels weak. From now on, correct that! Whether it’s * (sensitive censor) life or training intensity, keep up with me! Since I am your guiding master, you must follow my regimen.”
“.”
Now, Fisher finally understood roughly how his students felt when encountering a strict teacher.
However, he had no complaints. After confirming that there were no adverse effects from the magic, he used Eil’s boiling blood to inscribe an identical magic rune on himself. Once activated, he suddenly felt the weight of his body descending.
In that instant, every part of Fisher’s body seemed to receive special care. A soft, heavy force compressed his muscles, making even moving his body feel difficult. Soon, Fisher felt a sensation similar to muscle soreness from intense exercise, but quickly, his body began to feel exhilarated, dispelling the achiness.
“Yes, exactly like that. Now, follow my plan to exercise, and you’ll achieve twice the result with half the effort.”
Eil yawned and casually said, “How do you humans usually train? Pull up the amount of training first so I can see the effects. If it’s not working, I’ll resort to demon methods.”
Fisher’s body was gradually covered by that blood-colored magical halo, an infinite weight and compressive feeling surged from that tiny magical ring, as if torturing Fisher’s muscles. If it were an ordinary human, they would definitely be unable to withstand such pain, but Fisher found it quite manageable, even pleasurable.
He extended his hand, looking at the spacious area outside the laboratory, deciding to use it as a training ground.
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