[Grade Status]
0~ ********* {********}
1~ Genius. {100}
2~ Talent. {90}
3~ Outstanding. {80}
4~ Excellent. {70}
5~ Satisfactory. {40}
6~ Very Good. {30}
7~ Good. {20}
8~ Pass. {10}
9~ Poor. {0.1}
The Wand surmised that he got Talent Grade for this Trial and that was why he was awarded (90) but then that 90 was multiplied by the number of grades there were which was (10) and that gave 900 Points.
Looking at his 1980 Points, Elias was full of smiles. If not for the Wand wasn't responding, Elias would have already begun removing the Corrosive liquid from his Chain Chest.
[Generating Reward…..]
[Congratulations, You have obtained 8 Rewards]
1~Major Immunity Traits
2~Major Adaptation Traits
3~Major Healing Traits
4~Gradual Evolution
5~Blot Of Infinity Stabilization
6~Guide To Tattoo
7~Omniscient Island View
8~Island Telekinesis
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Elias stared at his rewards with a smile but he was still confused because he doesn't know what some of them were.
[Guiding Island to Second Trial Area]
Under the watchful eyes of Elias, the Fog parted and made a tunnel made of Fog screen. And his Island sped forward passing through.
The tunnel wasn't straight so Elias didn't see the destination. After some minutes he concluded that even if it was straight he would not see it as the Island was moving faster than a sports car and yet there was no destination.
Elias picked up the crocodile and observed its body. Its skin was thick but transparent. The beasts she ate were still being digested but due to his increased perception, he can feel that its presence was increasing.
Elias pulled his Wand and felt it was heavy, the Wand is 2cm longer than before. And there are some markings on it.
He pointed it at the crocodile.
[Prime Crocodile]
~Status: Pseudo-Islander
~Grade 3, level 10.
~Race: Crocodile
~Health: Dying
~Gender: Nil
~Mental Fortitude: Satisfactory.
~Traits: Constant Evolution, Gene Extraction, Adaptation.
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Elias read the information carefully and understood the situation. The crocodile was like a blank canvas and now it wanted to stabilize its body. Without that, it will die.
And sadly, all the beasts it had consumed were not good enough for it.
Elias placed the crocodile down and went looking for something. Later he found it and brought it. It was the dried blood of that wolf. Along the way, he carried the carcass of a half-eating horse.
Using his crude knife he cut out some flesh and grind it. Then he mixed it with the dried blood of the wolf. After that, he gathered the remaining hair coat of the Royal Ram and grind them more.
And he put them into his made-up rock pot. Elias went on gathering all the vibrant Abinci Grass and grinding them together and extracting their juice. After that, he mixed them and waited.
Elias' superior knowledge made him understand things better than the crocodile. Not only that, the crocodile still has its former instinct to feed on flesh. But the Constant Evolution traits should allow it to try eating everything, including minerals if there are any. And evolve according to them, if they are helpful and discard them if they are not.
That was why he made this elaborated concoction, not because it was something good to consume, but because the crocodile can extract the gene from them.
Elias observed more about his status as he understood more about it, the more hours passed. After 5hrs, Elias checked his concoction then he opened the crocodile's mouth and poured it inside. Making sure it didn't spit it out.
He watched as the green liquid flowed through its throat and filled its stomach. The crocodile wiggled and threw him away and then it ran inside the water.
Elias tried his best not to get injured by that. He sighed but with his now Island omniscience-view he can pinpoint its location.
The crocodile was now in between two heavy hard stones and water flowed across. From time to time, it will open its mouth and gulp some water.
The view wasn't perfect as it didn't give exact eyesight. it gave a rudimentary feeling of where objects are. But the closer the object, the clearer the feeling.
Elias stopped focusing on it and looked at the sky. It was Foggy but he could see a hazy blue sky. With a frown, he knew this was new as before he couldn't see anything other than the Fog.
He swerved his skinny ass and sat on the pile of leather and closed his eyes. He still wasn't in his optimum state. He will only consider himself fine after he stops feeling this constant fatigue.
Believing in the cocktail he made for the Prime Crocodile, Elias gathered a little bit of the Royal hair coat and grind them into dust. Then he brought his leather jar and put them in. He has no wolf blood but, even if there was any, he will not use it.
Then he extracted the juice of Abinci Grass and mixed them. He was about to set fire when he remembered something.
*Slap*
A crisp slap sounded throughout the Island. Elias' face was swollen and his right eye bulged with blood.
He slapped himself.