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Chapter 518 Ancestor
That aura was none other than that.

It is his Hu family bloodline.

After thousands of years, the bloodline of the Hu family still continues in the world.

However, the number of these bloodlines is rather small, only three.

Just then, the other two dimmed and disappeared.

Only one remains.

Even the last one seems like it could disappear at any moment.

Be aware of this.

Hu Qi's gaze suddenly sharpened.

The biting wind, carrying swirling snowflakes, howled past, whipping his clothes into a fluttering motion.

As the wind and snow subsided, his figure vanished from the park like a ghost.

On the snow, only the mangled remains of the dummy, split in two.

Strangely, the corpse slowly melted like wax, the dark red liquid seeping into the snow with a hissing sound.

The snow melted rapidly under the high temperature, revealing the scorched soil below, with wisps of smoke rising faintly.

In an instant, the heavy snow fell again, completely burying all traces of it.

Only the cold wind howled in the treetops.

……

Hecheng.

Inside a state-of-the-art, silver-white sterile ward.

The nanoscale air purification system operates silently within it.

However, it still couldn't mask the smell of disinfectant that had seeped into the metal walls.

Beside the hospital bed on one side.

A thin, elderly man floated inside the quantum medical capsule, with pale blue nerve repair fluid faintly visible flowing beneath his pale skin.

His every breath was barely perceptible.

The bio-monitoring ring on my wrist emits a dim, eerie light that resonates with its frequency.

Meanwhile, the holographic data stream dancing on the wall was recording his gradually deteriorating vital signs with millisecond precision.

"Cough cough."

The old man suddenly coughed violently, and a sickly flush appeared on his pale face.

His eyes, which had been half-closed, suddenly opened, revealing bloodshot, cloudy eyeballs.

He clearly sensed that his life was about to come to an end.

The old man turned his head with difficulty and looked at the few people standing in the distance.

"Hu Yu, come here!"

He clung to his last breath and called out in a hoarse voice.

"Grandpa! Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

The people standing opposite each other had different expressions, but none of them showed much sadness.

The man called Hu Yu was a middle-aged man in a suit and tie. He quickly stepped forward, trying to put on a sorrowful expression.

He even tried to squeeze out a few tears, but found that he couldn't, so he gave up and reached out to hold the old man's withered right hand.

"Have Hu Shuo and Hu Qin arrived yet?"

The old man asked intermittently.

Hu Yu was taken aback upon hearing this, a strange glint flashing in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.

"We had already notified them, but something must have delayed it."

"Sir, please tell me what you need, and I will do my best to fulfill it."

Upon hearing this, the old man's cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, and his withered right hand, as dry as tree bark, gripped Hu Yu's wrist tightly, the veins bulging like earthworms.

The sudden force caught Hu Yu off guard, causing him to stumble and nearly fall onto the hospital bed.

He stared in astonishment, meeting the old man's gaze, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily.

"Tell me the truth, have they been killed by you?"

The hoarse voice was like a dull knife, cutting into Hu Yu's heart.

His face turned deathly pale instantly, and his lips trembled as he tried to explain.

"No, Grandpa, they are all my brothers and sisters, how could I..."

Before the words were finished, the withered hand suddenly loosened its grip.

The old man wearily closed his eyelids, his throat emitting a wheezing sound like a broken bellows.

"Fine. Since everyone's gone, I'll leave the company to you from now on."

The old man stared up at the pale ceiling, the light in his pupils fading at a visible speed.

As an elite who has navigated the business world for a century, Hu Yu's face showed a moment of panic and guilt.

Everything has been proven.

Although his preferred junior was not the Hu Yu in front of him.

But now that Hu Shuo and Hu Qin are both dead.

Saying more is pointless.

He also lacked the time and ability to handle these matters, so handing the group over to the other party was better than letting those old guys divide it up.

"Master!"

A look of wild joy flashed in Hu Yu's eyes, and the corners of his mouth almost uncontrollably turned up.

He never expected things to go so smoothly.

however.

Bang!
With a muffled thud, Hu Yu's head exploded in front of the old man.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, the scarlet liquid splattering across the ceiling, instantly turning the entire sterile ward into a blood-soaked hell.

The scalding blood droplets splashed onto the old man's withered face, causing his unfocused pupils to tremble slightly and regain a sliver of clarity.

He struggled to turn his eyes, looking past Hu Yu's limp, headless corpse, at the young man who had appeared in the ward at some unknown time.

"Ah—, murder!"

Several people in the corner of the ward let out shrill screams, but strangely, no matter how much they screamed and tried to break down the door to escape, it was all in vain.

The corridor outside remained eerily silent, as if this ward had been isolated in another world.

The next second, all the screams stopped abruptly.

Those people fell to the ground one after another like puppets with broken strings, and never lived again.

The young man's expression remained unchanged throughout.

See this scene.

The old man's cloudy pupils suddenly contracted as he stared intently at the young man who had suddenly appeared before him.

A look of surprise flashed across his wrinkled face, followed by a hint of sarcasm.

"Ha, I never expected to see a fake man before I die."

His hoarse voice carried a hint of sarcasm.

Upon hearing this, the young man frowned and slapped the old man across the face.

Snapped!
The old man, who was already on the verge of death, was slapped so hard that his head tilted to the side, several of his dentures flew out, and he almost died on the spot.

"What a hypocrite, you idiot! I'm your ancestor!"

"Don't look like you're about to die. With me here, you won't die!"

Before the elderly could react.

The young man, Hu Qi, raised his hand and pointed a finger at his forehead.

Om-!
All of a sudden.

Invisible ripples suddenly spread through the air, and spiritual energy surged in from all around like a tide.

The old man's body trembled violently, and countless tiny lives seemed to be wriggling beneath his withered skin.

A series of chilling crackling sounds rang out.

His shriveled limbs swelled up like air, and his hunched back gradually straightened.

The gray hair turned black from the roots.

In just a few breaths, the old man lying on the hospital bed had vanished without a trace.

Instead, there was a robust young man in his early twenties, whose eyes still retained that sense of vicissitude.

"This...how is this possible..."

The elderly man, who looked like a young man, suddenly narrowed his eyes, his face filled with disbelief.

He subconsciously moved his limbs, feeling the surging life force within him; that long-lost youthful vitality felt both strange and familiar to him.

Dry skin became firm, cloudy eyes regained clarity, and even breathing became incredibly smooth.

What was happening before his eyes completely overturned his understanding.

In today's world of advanced technology, even the most advanced gene optimization techniques can only work from the embryonic stage, at most extending human lifespan to about 150 years.

As for such an immediate and remarkable rejuvenation, that's simply impossible.

And it's even less likely that he's a fake.

Although the pseudo-humans are strange, they have a lifespan longer than humans.

However, those terrifying beings only hunt humans and have never helped them before.

"Who are you exactly?"

His voice trembled slightly.

"I don't want to say the same thing a third time."

Hu Qi remained calm.

"Your 139th generation ancestor was named Hu Ya, and I am her brother!"

At this moment, Hu Qi did not appear as Lü Yang, but instead reverted to his original appearance from when he was on Blue Star.

The old man, Hu Guan, fell silent upon hearing this.

This time, he did not refute it.

If the other party possessed such power, it's not impossible that they would still be alive today.

Moreover, if it weren't for his ancestor's influence, the other party wouldn't have come to save him.

Another point is that he noticed a resemblance between the young man in front of him and his own youthful appearance.

"To be honest, you have disappointed me. If I hadn't arrived in time, the bloodline of my Hu family would have ended with you."

At this moment, Hu Qi changed his tone and let out a cold laugh.

This moment.

Hu Guan felt a chill run through his body. He opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and then spoke.

"How could it be just me? Although my Hu family is not exactly large in number."

But there are also more than a dozen among the younger generation…

"Those are not of the Hu family bloodline!"

Before Hu Guan could finish speaking...

Hu Qi interrupted him.

"What? Not of my Hu family bloodline?"

Upon hearing this, Hu Guan's face showed a hint of shock, and his brows furrowed tightly.

Could it be that one of his descendants was cuckolded?
The thought flashed through his mind, and his thoughts immediately began to wander.

But how is this possible?

In large families like the Hu family, each generation of offspring is born, even before they grow up.

Rigorous genetic testing is conducted every year to prevent such incidents from happening.

It's simply impossible for there to be any bloodline confusion or for someone to raise illegitimate children for another person.

Which generation is at fault?
Even he didn't notice it himself.

He had no doubt about what his ancestor had said.

At this time.

Hu Qi's voice continued to come through.

"It's not what you think. When it comes to bloodline genes, everyone's genes come half from their father and half from their mother."

With each generation, the genes of the ancestors are reorganized like a 'shuffle'.

Theoretically, the proportion of genes in offspring may decrease by 50% per generation.

For example, the first generation accounts for 50%, the second generation accounts for 25%, and so on.

However, due to gene recombination, some offspring may inherit more genes, while others may inherit almost none.

The Hu family bloodline I'm referring to is my sister's bloodline.

Speaking of it.

He paused, his gaze fixed on Hu Guan in front of him.

His appearance and features were about 60-70% similar to the image of Hu Ya in his memory.

"On the entire planet Earth, only you still have my sister's blood flowing in your veins."

As for the rest of the Hu family, they are not related to his sister by blood.

In Hu Qi's eyes, these people were no different from strangers.

Hu Guan was taken aback upon hearing this.

A strange chill ran down my spine and into my heart.

At that moment, he finally realized what was going on.

Why would this ancestor of the Hu family so readily and ruthlessly kill Hu Yu?

The bigger reason might be that, in the eyes of the ancestors in front of them, that person was just a completely unrelated outsider.

"Then what is it, Ancestor...?"

He wanted to ask something.

But Hu Qi waved his hand to interrupt him.

"My return this time was accidental, and I will be leaving soon."

"With your current physique, you're no different from Superman."

Living another thousand years is not difficult for you; this is my gift to you!

He paused here, his gaze fixed on Hu Guan.

"Your mission from now on is to expand the Hu family line and strengthen its bloodline."

All those who share my sister's blood will inherit this extraordinary power!

Hu Qi's reminder helped.

Hu Guan then realized that his five senses had become incredibly sharp without him even noticing.

He could hear the sound of blood rushing through his veins and see every speck of dust floating in the air.

The whole world seemed to have been veiled off in his eyes, revealing an unprecedented clarity and vibrancy.

He subconsciously tightened his grip with his five fingers, which, as if cutting butter with a hot knife, easily sank into the edge of the alloy medical pod.

With a sickening metallic twisting sound, the special steel, several centimeters thick, was crumpled and deformed in his palm like soft mud.

Upon seeing this, he was startled.

I understand now that what this ancestor said is true.

He immediately knelt down and kowtowed deeply.

"Thank you for your grace, Ancestor! Hu Guan will do his utmost to ensure the prosperity of the Hu family lineage!"

After he finished speaking, all around him fell silent.

When he looked up again, Hu Qi was no longer in the ward.

Hu Guan paused, realizing that the old ancestor had already left.

Unfortunately, he still had many questions left unasked.

However, there is no way now.

His gaze shifted to the few people lying haphazardly on the ground.

There are traitors from the Hu family, as well as lackeys of the group.

These people were all Hu Yu's henchmen, and even more so, accomplices who indirectly caused the deaths of Hu Shuo and Hu Qin.

Now, he has not only survived a great calamity, but has also received the power bestowed upon him by his ancestors.

It's time for these people to pay for their crimes in blood.

A cold glint flashed in Hu Guan's eyes.

As someone who single-handedly built such a huge fortune, he was not an extremely evil person, but he never considered himself a pushover either.

I was on the verge of death before, and there was nothing I could do.

but now……

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The Eye of the Sahara Desert, also known as the Eye of the Blue Star.

At that moment, Hu Qi appeared in the area.

From the air, it looks like a giant eye with a diameter of about 50 kilometers.

The entire structure is composed of multiple concentric rings, resembling a bullseye or a solidified vortex, embedded in the golden desert.

The outermost ring consists of light yellow sand and exposed rock layers.

It gradually transitions inward into a zone of dark brown and ochre-red sedimentary rocks.

The central area is flat and grayish-white, covered with weathered quartz sand and gypsum.

According to rumors.

This place is associated with the ancient civilization of Atlantis.

This is because it is recorded in Plato's Dialogues.

This civilization possessed highly advanced technology, architecture, and navigation skills, and its capital city was laid out in concentric circles and was magnificent.

However, according to records, it was a huge island, larger than Libya and Asia combined.

The Eye of the Sahara Desert in front of us is too small compared to this.

That is why it was later denied.

I believe that the Atlantis civilization was merely a fabrication by Plato.

What is written here is not simply a historical account, but rather a metaphor for political and moral themes through the rise and fall of Atlantis, especially in contrast to the "ideal city-state".

For example, Athens and the decadent Atlantis in "The Republic".

However, Hu Qi knew that the Atlantis civilization was real.

He had seen this before using the supernatural power of the Derivation of Fate Pivot.

Furthermore, in the billions of years of history of Earth, besides the Atlantis civilization, there have been other human civilizations.

However, these civilizations were destroyed, more or less, for various reasons.

It did not successfully leave the solar system.

Part of the reason is also because of those hypocrites.

Hu Qi came here in search of the ruins of the Atlantis civilization.

No, to be more precise, it's for the thing stored inside.

His figure fell from the sky.

At this moment.

A resort area has been built next to the once barren Sahara Desert.

The resort is situated on an oasis.

Among them were many blonde-haired, blue-eyed tourists of all skin colors.

This place has clearly been developed into a tourist attraction.

now.

Hu Qi's arrival went unnoticed by anyone.

He landed at the very center of the eye of the Sahara Desert.

This thing is indeed related to the ruins of Atlantis.

However, it is not the original site.

It was a teleportation array leading to Atlantis.

To activate it, it needs to be infused with powerful energy.

He lifted his foot and stomped down!
An invisible ripple spread rapidly from the point of impact.

Boom——!
A deafening explosion shattered the silence of the desert.

A dazzling white beam of light suddenly burst forth from the center of the Eye of the Sahara, piercing the sky like a sharp sword.

The intense light illuminated the surrounding area for miles, making even the midday sun pale in comparison.

Where the beam of light passed, the clouds were torn open, leaving a huge circular hole and revealing the deep blue sky behind it.

This earth-shattering phenomenon lasted only a moment.

It quickly dimmed.

As for Hu Qi, who was standing in the very center, he had vanished without a trace.

(End of this chapter)