Chapter 194 — The Divine Capital

In Donghuang, the power of the top five conglomerates could not be underestimated. With wealth that reached the heavens, they monopolized the vast majority of resources and had the capacity to cultivate legendary-tier forces. The heads of the five conglomerates were almost all among the nation's top powerhouses, and a few of the conglomerates even maintained connections with legendary beast tamers.

Any one of them possessed a depth of foundation that crushed even a top-tier academy, and each ran a beast-tamer cultivation system much like those of the schools and the Legion—namely, the great clubs.

By signing promising beast tamers, they set them to compete internally, to vie through tournaments, to explore perilous lands of every kind, funneling resources downward in a system of internal selection, gu-raising style.

The school system, the club system, the Legion system—these were, generally speaking, the normal paths of advancement for an ordinary beast tamer. Beyond them, a small number of tamers with outrageously heaven-defying aptitude would enter certain secret departments ahead of schedule for special cultivation. Shi Jin was one such person; compared with the dispensable school system, his identity in Bureau Eleven mattered far more.

"This should be the place, right?" Shi Jin eyed the enormous, glittering venue ahead and decided to go in first and have a look around.

He opened the door and had barely stepped inside when he saw an alien tree, armed from head to toe, standing in the center of the hall.

Shi Jin fell slightly silent.

[Name]: Alien Tree (Mutation Type: Mechanical Tree)

[Attribute]: Wood, Mechanical (Mutated)

He had already gathered some information, but even so, Shi Jin found it wondrous.

The Mutant skill was one of the rare skills capable of remodeling a normal living being into a mechanical-type creature.

Still, for his own Ginseng Baby, he would forget it. Better to choose Earth or Light as its secondary attribute. A Mechanical Ginseng Baby sounded rather unreliable—might as well just contract a Nuclear Bomb Baby.