Virus King - Chapter 224

Chapter 224: Divine Grace as Vast as the Sea! Two Women’s Profession Transfer! Further Development of the Virus!

TL: YYang

Chen Bai hadn’t yet decided how to use these three profession transfer scrolls.

Should he hand them over to the members of Group Chat No. 001 to trade, or even to recruit others?

It seemed unlikely. Chen Bai had no intention of doing so. While his butterfly effect had already altered many events, he still preferred to stick as closely as possible to the development trajectory of his previous life.

After all, only by doing so could he maintain the advantages of having returned to the past for a sufficient length of time, right?

Moreover, if he were to recruit subordinates from the group chat, it would create a strange atmosphere among the members.

This wasn’t Chen Bai’s original intention when forming the group chat.

What about giving them to his subordinates? That was a possibility within White Emperor City.

However, even then, a profession needed to match the user’s strength and capabilities.

Take, for instance, the Child of Misfortune scroll. No—let’s take it further—even an SSS-tier scroll like Abyssal Overlord or Scourge of the Living—what use would Song Ge make of them? What strength could he bring to bear?

A profession and power were indeed important, but more important than anything else was the heart of an Evolver—the heart of a true warrior!

Thus, these three scrolls had remained in Chen Bai’s backpack all along, untouched and unused.

The Demon Hunter scroll seemed highly suitable for Leng Shuang. However, when it came to the other scrolls, including Child of Misfortune, Chen Bai couldn’t determine which might be the best fit for Song Ziqiong.

Her Amethyst Eyes talent allowed her to condense amethyst weapons using her spirit strength, create shields for defense, and even control amethyst blades with telekinesis. As her level and talent developed further, in her previous life, Song Ziqiong had even been capable of petrifying others with her gaze.

Whether this petrification ability came from her innate talent or her profession in the previous life, Chen Bai didn’t know. However, what was certain was that this set of abilities didn’t seem to align well with professions like Pest Controller or Plague Knight, which sounded inherently incompatible.

As for Child of Misfortune… This profession’s abilities seemed to neither inherently complement nor conflict with any talent! Instead, it appeared to have the potential to merge with any power seamlessly.

Chen Bai took a closer look at the Child of Misfortune scroll:

> Child of Misfortune (SS-tier): The birth of a Child of Misfortune is accompanied by the suffering of all living beings, plagues, and calamities…

The description was simple, but the power behind it was undeniably potent.

It even encompassed plagues themselves!

By placing plagues within a broader domain of authority—Misfortune—the scroll elevated the concept.

Luck, after all, was an enigmatic force.

Many deities, as well as Emperor-tier beings wielding dominion-level powers, had touched upon this domain to some extent. Yet, a deity who fully controlled it? Such a figure was unheard of.

Be it good fortune or misfortune, there was no question that this scroll represented a rare and precious profession.

If subsequent second- and third-tier transfers could accomplish specific tasks, it might even lead to the SS-tier Lord of Misfortune mentioned by Pukaxiumi.

This profession, imbued with divine attributes, could allow one to ascend to an Emperor-tier existence, or even ignite divine fire and become a so-called God of Misfortune.

More importantly, as this was a profession tied to the Cult of the Plague, acquiring it might grant access to the cult’s vast resources—a benefit almost too good to imagine!

Such a scroll would only ever be bestowed upon someone like Song Ziqiong. To give it to anyone else would be out of the question.

Song Ziqiong stared at the profession scroll, which glimmered with a cyan and purple light. Her amethyst eyes locked on the Child of Misfortune scroll, a trace of struggle visible in her expression.

To say she didn’t want it would be an absolute lie.

But this wasn’t an ordinary item. Its value, even if she didn’t fully understand it, was something she could easily infer.

She couldn’t help but wonder if this was a test from Chen Bai.

However, just as Song Ziqiong hesitated, Chen Bai chuckled lightly and casually tossed the Child of Misfortune scroll to her.

This item was indeed precious, but its value depended on the recipient.

To Chen Bai, compatibility, synergy, and combat effectiveness—the typical considerations when choosing a profession—weren’t things he needed to worry about.

What mattered to him was the relationship between him and the person he bestowed it upon. Were they loyal? Did he favor them? That was enough.

In the grand scale of the myriad worlds, the same principle applied.

Because divine grace is as vast as the sea, a god didn’t need to consider whether a believer was worthy of their position or power. All that the believer had came from the god in the first place.

What the believers needed to do was simply to serve their deity with greater devotion. That was all.

At this moment, Chen Bai embodied exactly that mindset.

As Song Ziqiong stared blankly at the profession scroll in her hands, Chen Bai stood up and spoke:

“If you like it, use it. My woman doesn’t need to hesitate over something like this.”

Women were emotional creatures, even someone like Song Ziqiong, who possessed the rationality and ambition to rival any man pursuing grand plans and conquests. Rationality often outweighed emotion, which was why she had come so far.

Yet at this moment, her emotions took over. The Queen of Jiangcheng’s eyes reddened as she looked at Chen Bai, overwhelmed with gratitude.

The other women around them were filled with jealousy and longing. Song Ge, in particular, looked as if flames might leap from her eyes.

Chen Bai smiled faintly, glancing at the other women, whose gazes carried complex and unreadable emotions. He then said:

“Alright, what are you all staring at? None of you are even at Level 10 yet. Stop thinking about professions for now.”

With a wave of his hand, Chen Bai continued:

“Go ahead and complete your profession transfers. I have some matters to attend to. Unless it’s urgent, don’t disturb me for the time being.”

The women nodded, calming the turbulent feelings in their hearts.

Leng Shuang and Song Ziqiong exchanged a glance as Chen Bai headed upstairs. The glowing scrolls in their hands radiated dazzling light, illuminating each other. Then, in the next moment, both scrolls exploded into a burst of brilliance that instantly merged into their bodies.

The sudden surge of energy caused the other women to hurriedly step back, avoiding the overwhelming waves emanating from the two.

Chen Bai paid them no mind. He hadn’t been lying to them—he truly had matters to attend to.

After his own profession transfer, his growth had been tremendous. Even after all this time, he still hadn’t fully assimilated the gains!

His level, profession abilities, and other aspects were already impressive, but that wasn’t all.

Following his recent transfer, his innate talent, Virus Sovereign, especially the development of the Darklight Virus, could now be further refined.

On top of that, after devouring the weakened Zepar, he had gained a full 200 exclusive Darklight Virus evolution points. Naturally, such evolution points needed to be converted entirely into his own power!

Thinking this, Chen Bai directed his attention to the long-neglected Evolution Tree of his Virus Sovereign talent.