Infinite Disasters: I Hoarded My Way to Godhood novel Chapter 169

Chapter 169: Chapter 169: The Dark Night Tide Is Coming Early?

Seraphina Sullivan learned that the Genetic Potion was far from perfect. It came with an extremely heavy and terrible price.

First was a significantly shortened lifespan.

Forcibly altering one’s genetic sequence overdraws their life’s potential. The vast majority of Genetic Warriors rarely lived past the age of forty. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Second was the risk of monsterization.

The gene fusion was unstable. When agitated or injured, some warriors would exhibit partial or even widespread monster-like traits, losing their minds and attacking friend and foe alike.

Finally, there were various strange, indescribable side effects that varied from person to person. Collectively known as "gene-sickness," they tormented many Genetic Warriors, making their lives a living hell.

’Trading my future, my sanity, and my health for a moment of Power... The price is just too high.’

Seraphina Sullivan immediately dismissed the idea of using a Genetic Potion herself.

She had the [Worker] Talent and could awaken all sorts of Professions. Her potential was limitless; there was no need to take such a self-destructive shortcut.

However, even though she wouldn’t use it, the soul of her inner hoarder was burning with desire!

’Something this unique? If I don’t stock up on a few, I’d be betraying my identity as a Player! They might come in handy in other dungeons, or I could trade them to other Players who need Power!’

The dream was perfect, but reality was harsh.

She soon learned that Genetic Potions were a strictly controlled strategic resource within the Shelter. They were difficult to manufacture, and production was limited.

They were prioritized for officially trained Genetic Warriors and personnel who had performed great deeds. There was no way a newcomer like her could trade for one with ordinary supplies.

’Looks like I’ll have to find another way to get my hands on some Genetic Potions.’

Seraphina Sullivan’s eyes glinted as she looked at the information on Genetic Potions in her hand, her mind already scheming.

But then, Seraphina Sullivan remembered that Drake Hayes had personally promised her.

As long as they successfully helped the Shelter survive the Black Night Tide, all sorts of supplies, including weapons and potions, would be prioritized for them.

’He made a promise. He can’t go back on it now.’ A slight smile touched Seraphina Sullivan’s lips. She was determined to make this deal happen.

She was determined to get the Genetic Potions.

After organizing her things, Seraphina Sullivan began to plan her next move.

Besides preparing for the final battle, she had another important daily task.

To collect as many night-monster corpses as possible.

’This is all food for Flora and Moe. I can’t let any of it go to waste.’

That’s right. After several days of observation and research, Seraphina Sullivan discovered that these night monsters, mutated by meteoric substances, contained a special, otherworldly meteorite Energy in their blood and tissue.

To the Little Demon Prince, Moe, this Energy was an extremely nourishing "special food" that could promote his growth and recovery.

Thus, an efficient "waste-recycling" process was born.

A fresh monster corpse would first be drained of its meteorite Energy by Moe, who would "purify" and "recharge" himself.

Afterward, the Energy-depleted remains were handed over to the non-picky Flora, becoming nutrients for its vigorous growth.

’And back at the Scavenger’s Farm, there’s a whole group of The Silenti crying out for food every day.’

The thought of Flora waving its vines to demand food and Moe waiting with eager eyes to be fed made Seraphina Sullivan feel the pressure.

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