Cell Evolution System: The Rogue Queen
In a world where your beast defines your bloodline, Leon is the academy’s punchline. While the elite flaunt obsidian dragons and celestial tigers, Leon is shackled to a "feeble" Xenomorph Queen—a low-rank insect that everyone assumes is good for nothing but digging dirt.
But they are wrong. Dead wrong.
Hidden beneath Leon’s calculated silence is the [Ancient Hive System], a relic of a lost era. It doesn’t just tame; it evolves. By feeding his Queen the marrow of prehistoric fossils and the genes of forgotten predators, Leon transforms a "paltry bug" into a biomechanical nightmare. Armed with the reinforced plating of a Triceratops and the lethal precision of an apex killer, his swarm is growing.
While the "geniuses" mock his failing grades, Leon is building an empire in the shadows—a loyal, hive-minded legion that feels no pain, knows no fear, and answers only to him.
The elite think they are the hunters. They haven't realized yet that in Leon’s world, they are nothing more than biological raw material for the next evolution.
The Hive is hungry. And Leon has just given the order to feed.
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Chapter: 10I walked down from the high platform, ignoring all the chatter surrounding me. The voices were like a swarm of annoying summer cicadas, unable to penetrate my world. In my world, there was only the objective and the precise steps required to achieve it. I was calculating in my mind the energy the First Progeny had consumed in that single strike, and how much time it would need to repair its tissues before the next encounter."Hey!"A rough, massive voice blocked my path, like a solid wall cutting off the corridor exit. The owner was huge, his bulging muscles nearly tearing through the tight school uniform. His bare arms were covered in old scars—medals from countless battles fought by this man.It was Cassius, known as the "Berserker."Cassius was one of the top ten monsters in the higher grades, and his beast was the "Berserk Bear," renowned for its ferocity and immense destructive power. As soon as he appeared, the noise of the students around us dropped by several decibels. If Marcu
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Chapter: 9The roar of the crowd in the martial assessment arena was deafening. I stood in the preparation area, watching the names leap across the massive electronic screen until the result locked in: Leon vs. Marcus.Whispers erupted around me like crashing waves. I heard someone sneer, "Marcus? The owner of the 'Human Tank'? His Iron Rhino is a rare Elite species; word is his father spent seven figures just for the egg." Another replied with a chuckle, "And who is this Leon? Isn't he the failure who always bombs the theory exams? I heard his beast is just a common worker ant queen or something."I ignored the contemptuous glares hitting the fence of the prep area. Marcus wasn't just an opponent; he represented everything I hated about this system—power bought with money and hollow arrogance. Marcus walked toward me with heavy steps, a condescending smile of fake pity plastered on his face."Leon?" Marcus said loudly enough for everyone to hear. "A word of advice from a classmate: withdraw now
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Chapter: 8"Library, 3rd Floor, Zone C." These words were branded into my brain like a searing iron mark. To go, or not to go? To go meant admitting I was a fool who couldn’t understand a textbook and was forced to seek help from a mysterious stranger. Not to go meant waiting for expulsion and being kicked out of this city like a dog.I closed my phone and shoved it into my pocket. I stood up under the pitying or mocking gazes of my classmates and walked straight out of the classroom. But I didn't go to the library immediately. I needed an absolutely quiet place—a place that belonged only to me.I headed to the school’s back mountain, an abandoned old training ground. The weeds there grew taller than a man, and the rusted equipment lay scattered like the skeletons of prehistoric beasts. This was the perfect hiding spot. I found a relatively clean rock, sat down, and closed my eyes.My consciousness receded like a tide, swallowed by endless darkness. In the next heartbeat, I appeared in a complete
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Chapter: 7The tips of my chopsticks hung in mid-air. A drop of oil slid down the edge of the braised pork, dripping onto the white rice and blooming into a small grease stain. I didn’t respond immediately. My brain was working at high speed, analyzing the guy across from me—Lucas—from head to toe. Thin, harmless-looking, wearing glasses thick enough to stop a bullet, he radiated the aura of a total nerd who only cared about books.Yet, this very person had just uttered a sentence that could ruin me."Not a creature of our world."The sentence was like a precision scalpel, slicing through all my disguises. I slowly placed the piece of pork back on my tray, my voice flat and devoid of emotion. I decided to play dumb. Until I knew his background, it was the best choice. "What is this 'Facehugger' you're talking about? And what world are you referring to?"Lucas pushed up his glasses. The lenses reflected the cafeteria’s overhead lights, masking his expression. "Stop pretending. It’s meaningless," h
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Chapter: 6A deathly silence hung over the entrance of the cafeteria. The beast card that represented the glory of an Ancient Species now lay face down on the cold ground. The image of the Triceratops on the card was dim and lifeless, as if all its vitality had been drained away. Mark, the "invincible" student who had been so full of spirit just moments ago, was now slumped on the ground like a pile of mud, his eyes vacant, muttering something incoherent that no one could catch."He lost... he actually lost?""My god, Mark’s Ancient Species was slaughtered in seconds. Who exactly is this Leon?""That Facehugger... could it be something even more powerful than an Ancient Species? I've never heard of it!"The whispers were like a suppressed volcano, erupting with even greater force after the brief silence. Countless emotions—doubt, awe, fear—all converged on me. I had become the absolute focal point of the school.However, I felt like an outsider to all of it. I didn't even give the collapsed Mark
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Chapter: 5The silence that followed that hiss was more terrifying than the hiss itself. I stood my ground, calm as a still lake, while Mark trembled across from me in his lavish territory. The shaking of the earth wasn't just a tremor; it was an announcement of the arrival of something that did not belong to the order of this world. I looked at the entrance of the dark cave my Queen had carved, and a flicker of pride ignited in my chest. I had created a biological masterpiece beyond human comprehension.Just as Mark was lost in his daze, a massive black silhouette erupted from the ground, lunging upward. The gargantuan creature stood before him, blotting out the sun. Mark stared up blankly, his jaw nearly hitting the floor in sheer disbelief. His beast, the Triceratops, was whimpering in terror, a strange yellow fluid soaking the ground beneath it."What... what is this? Where have I been taken? Is this still Earth?!" Mark’s pupils dilated, and his entire face froze in a mask of horror.In fact,
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Bound by Darkness: Mastering the Immortal System
Sebastian woke up in a strange world, only to find himself a lowly, sightless laborer toiling away in a modest apothecary shop within a remote border town. Life had not been kind to him, yet destiny granted him a single solace: a devoted wife who never looked down on his disability or his poverty, standing by his side with unwavering affection.
Along with this warmth in his life, a mysterious power stirred within his soul—a unique system that began granting him abilities beyond his wildest dreams. In an era ravaged by demons and ghosts, where forbidden mystical arts reigned and legendary artifacts clashed with enough might to shatter the firmament, Sebastian never craved a throne or a crown.
All he desired was a quiet, stable life with his wife. However, when fate grants you an unending lifespan, life transforms into an eternal journey that transcends the fall of empires and the passing of ages. This is the tale of the immortal man who began as a blind apothecary's assistant, only to witness with his inner vision the vanishing of kings and the rise of civilizations throughout the centuries.
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Chapter: 8Chapter 8: The Act of ViolenceAs the first gray light of dawn filtered through the parchment windows, Sebastian scanned the translucent notification. Beside him, his young wife was already stirring. She rubbed her hands together briskly, whispering, "So cold, so cold," before reaching for her silk undergarments on the bedside table. She slipped them on beneath the heavy quilts before emerging into the biting air to put on her coarse cloth socks and outer layers. Standing before the bronze mirror, she began to comb her long, raven-black hair."It looks like the weather will hold today, Sebastian," she said, her voice clear and rhythmic. "Remember to take the herbs from the drying racks and spread them out in the courtyard to catch the sun.""I will," Sebastian replied softly.His physical strength had yet to fully recover. His legs felt heavy and weak, a lingering fatigue settling deep within his muscles. In terms of raw physical power, he was significantly weaker than Ellen. Though h
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Chapter: 7Chapter 7: YunaDeep within the mental archives of Sebastian's memories from the "Eternal Hell" player forums, the descent of a Taboo was always categorized into three chilling, distinct phases: Programming, Loading, and Execution. The most unpredictable and volatile of these was "Execution"—the specific, often mundane triggers that dictated when a curse would finally begin its harvest of souls. However, the most definitive and structured phase was "Programming."While the intricate "source code" of a Taboo remained a mystery to most, the veteran players on the forums had identified two essential conditions for its manifestation. First, there had to be a catalyst of extreme, concentrated spiritual agony—wrath, searing pain, or a sharp, lingering sense of a profound injustice that refused to be silenced. Wherever a Taboo was born, a great tragedy or a scream of an unavenged soul had surely preceded it. Second, it required a sanctuary of solitude—a land where the presence of the living
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Chapter: 6Chapter 6: Omen of TerrorSebastian glanced at his strength attributes once more. The numbers remained a mocking [0 ~ 0].After a moment of grim reflection, he pushed himself up and gripped his hardwood cane. With a rhythmic *thud, thud* against the floorboards, he made his way toward the front hall of the apothecary. It was a clear day, and despite the chilling rumors of bandits lurking on the outskirts, Riverside Village was slowly waking up. There was no reason for the Healing Apothecary to remain shuttered.As the vibrations of his cane sent ripples of information through his ink-wash world, a path of pale lines unfurled before him. He navigated around the privacy screen and entered the main shop. Behind the counter, he "saw" the delicate silhouette of Ellen, her form rendered in shimmering white strokes against the dark background of the medicine racks."Ellen," he said softly. "Do we have any tonics or medicines to fortify the body? I wish to become stronger—sturdier."Ellen fro
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Chapter: 5Chapter 5: The Leap from the Ninth TowerYellow Grade, Rank D? The Ancient Pagoda Visualization?A profound sense of wonder erupted in Sebastian's heart, though it was immediately shadowed by a veil of deep mystery. He found himself questioning the very essence of this reality. Was this truly the world of Eternal Hell he remembered from his previous life? In that digital realm, players adhered to a rigid numerical progression that ended at level sixty. He had never encountered a skill like the Ancient Pagoda Visualization, nor had he seen classifications like Yellow Grade. These were anomalies, shifting the very foundation of his understanding.Shaking these thoughts away, Sebastian refused to let himself be paralyzed by speculation. With a focused mental command, he directed his last remaining attribute point into the newly revealed skill. A sensation akin to a lifetime of silent meditation washed over him, bringing a fleeting moment of serenity to his soul. Yet, there was no immedia
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Chapter: 4Chapter 4: The Ancient Pagoda VisualizationBy afternoon, the snowfall had ceased, but the accumulated drifts remained, blocking the mountain passes and the roads leading to the county seat. Riverside Village had become an isolated settlement, cut off from the rest of the world. Within the Healing Apothecary, the manager and the blind man managed to scrape together two meager meals that day. Having eaten flatbread the previous night, they settled for a thin dough soup—essentially the same ingredients, just a different preparation to stretch their supplies.After finishing the soup, a modest warmth returned to their limbs. Ellen finished washing the dishes and peered out the front door once more. Not a single soul had come seeking medical aid. In these times, even if someone did show up, Ellen doubted they would have the means to pay, or would offer very little in return. As Sebastian paced the courtyard with his cane, she checked the porcelain jar in the small side room.It was still
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Chapter: 3Chapter 3: An Era of Chaos[Strength: 1 ~ 1][Affection: 100]Sebastian stared toward the door, his inner vision fixed on Ellen's floating data, then glanced momentarily at his own.[Strength: 0 ~ 0]The digit "0" did not signify a total lack of vitality; rather, it was a cruel mathematical rounding. In this unforgiving world, his physical presence was so negligible it barely registered as a whole number. It wasn't surprising. Ellen spent her days climbing jagged cliffs, navigating dense thickets to forage for rare herbs. Her body was tempered, agile, and strong.He, on the other hand, was merely "The Blind Man." A caretaker of the apothecary who handled menial chores—sweeping the courtyard, drying roots under the pale sun, or roasting herbs in a heavy iron pan. It was for this very reason that although they hadn't been husband and wife in name, they had long been partners in survival.Ellen didn't want him to die. In a world where strangers felt like threats, she sought security in t
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