The Era of Gods

But Lin Xiao wasn’t particularly joyful, as this peace was only temporary. Next, he would have to put more effort into how to ensure the two species coexisted peacefully.

This was a problem all newcomers faced. Whenever a new species was added, or when a Species Card was used to summon members of the same species, hostility was the initial response. It wasn’t possible to simply summon them and expect them to get along harmoniously right away. Even among members of the same species, such as the four hundred Grey Mist Fish People that Lin Xiao had previously summoned, they would end up in disputes and even turn on each other if he did not intervene.

That was the case with members of the same species, and it was even more so for different species. Without his intervention, a fight would have already broken out.

To resolve the issue was quite simple: issue a Divine-mandate. Have the Fishmen and the Black Scale Naga each send representatives to negotiate, with the first step being to coexist peacefully. As long as there was no fighting, it was manageable.

Then, as this peaceful coexistence continued, the two species would gradually become familiar with one another.

Once a certain level was reached, the two species could start living together.

Lin Xiao had an idea to let the two species cohabitate to form a hybrid tribe.

The inherently weaker Fishmen would be responsible for domestic affairs, building the tribe and catching fish to feed the Black Scale Naga, essentially providing for them.

While the inherently more powerful Black Scale Naga would be responsible for external affairs, mainly combat, specifically fighting for the Divine Realm and protecting the weaker Fishmen. The division of internal and external duties was a perfect match.

This idea was quite feasible because the Black Scale Naga’s bloodline contained Fishman blood; strictly speaking, they could be considered a variant subspecies of Fishmen. Being amphibious creatures just like the Fishmen, cohabitation was completely possible.

Afterward, Lin Xiao stayed within his God’s realm. His daily routine consisted of having the Fishman Leader and the Black Scale Naga Envoy he had appointed enter and exit together, train together, and go out fishing together.

It started with just the two leaders. Gradually, a few Black Scale Naga and a few Fishmen were added. After a couple of months, the number increased to dozens of Black Scale Naga and Fishmen living together, slowly getting to know each other, cultivating feelings and compatibility, and becoming familiar with one another.

Cough, the description may sound a bit strange, but this approach was indeed very effective. In just half a year, all the Fishmen and Black Scale Naga had accepted the new neighbors within the God’s realm.

Under Lin Xiao’s deliberate guidance, the Fish people tribe and the Black Scale Naga tribe officially began cohabiting half a year later. The Black Scale Naga moved out of their temporary camp on the Black Land and into the Fish people tribe located at the coral reefs by the beach.

The Black Scale Naga were amphibious and could go ashore, but like the Fishmen, they preferred the shallow sea.

Once the two species officially began living together, Lin Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was only then that he lifted the restriction and allowed all Black Scale Naga to learn the Salted Fish Charge Skill.

He had been hesitant to lift the restriction before because the Black Scale Naga were already stronger than the Fishmen. If they learned that skill, it could lead to disaster with just a moment of negligence.

With the Black Scale Naga’s current Constitution and Strength, wielding a Fine Iron Short Spear and using the Salted Fish Charge with a fivefold burst, their killing power was astonishing. Any one of them possessed more fearsome combat power than even the Fishman Leader, an incredibly strong fighter.

From this point on, the Fishmen could retire from the combat sequence of Lin Xiao’s God’s realm. The Black Scale Naga would become the main combat Race of Lin Xiao’s God’s realm.

According to the general classification of Strength, any fully grown Black Scale Naga would possess combat power equivalent to that of a First Level pinnacle soldier, which was not inferior to some weaker species’ Level 2 soldiers. For instance, Fishmen upgraded to Level 2 Fishman Warriors were not much stronger than Black Scale Naga in terms of physique or Strength.

Upon leveling up, they would directly become Level 2 Black Scale Naga Warriors.

Level 3 Black Scale Naga Warriors.

Level 4 Black Scale Naga Shark-Hunter Warrior.

That is to say, this species can now be upgraded to a Level 4 troop.

At first glance, this might not seem so impressive. Let’s put it this way: humans, a legendary high-level race, can only be upgraded to Fifth Level at most.

For now, they’re still not quite on par with mainstream races like humans, elves, and beastmen, but he won’t likely encounter these high-level mainstream races at the current stage. At his current middle-to-high stage, there are hardly any stronger opponents he might meet.

Upon exiting the Divine Realm, the login cabin opened, and a faint blue mist drifted out. Lin Xiao emerged with a self-satisfied look on his face, his mood indescribably delightful.

“Next, it’s time to cultivate the Black Scale Naga.”

In his mind, he recalled the theoretical courses on new species cultivation he had attended; the most crucial step was already taken. The tasks to follow would be much easier.

Beyond the most important requirement of spending time on reproduction, what Lin Xiao needed most was a Profession Card.

Having skills like Bloodthirsty and Salted Fish Charge, along with various talents and specialties, these were sufficient. Now all that was lacking was a Combat Profession Card, even the most basic warrior profession would greatly increase the combat power of the Black Scale Naga. With the combination of profession, various talents, and specialties, and with the excellent innate foundation of the Black Scale Naga, even fighting above their level was possible.

It’s worth mentioning that the reproductive ability of the Black Scale Naga was quite decent. Fusing two five-star Breeding Cards with the high reproduction talent inherent in Fishman bloodlines, the Black Scale Naga were not affected by the rule that the stronger the innate potential, the lower the reproduction ability. Although their reproductive rate couldn’t compare to the Familiar Fishmen within the Divine Realm, it was comparable to that of ordinary Fishmen.

Newborn Black Scale Naga have an infant period of just five to six months, a juvenile period of about two years, and a young adult period of around three years. By the sixth year, they would be considered adults.

As for the lifespan, Black Scale Naga had a slightly shorter lifespan than humans, with a life expectancy of around fifty years. With each advancement in level, a certain amount of lifespan would be added. If they could advance to Level 4, they could live past eighty years old.

This was already considered an excellent race, whether in terms of strength or lifespan. They could be cultivated as a main race, and even without further enhancement, their qualities alone would suffice to secure them a place in the Divine Realm.

After all, this was a new species recognized by the rules of the universe, capable of sustaining a Racial Godhood. As long as there were enough of them, this alone could support a True God.

If they could successfully strengthen themselves five times and become a Legendary Race, that would be absolutely amazing.

There is no need to describe how amazing that would be; by simply referring to the fact that the Main Gods of mainstream races such as elves, dwarves, beastmen, etc., all possess Powerful Divine Power, one knows the potential is vast.

After washing his face carelessly, Lin Xiao felt invigorated, full of energy as he paced back and forth in the room. Then he laid back on the bed and closed his eyes.

But after a while, he opened his eyes again—couldn’t sleep!

Having created such an amazing new race, he felt restless without someone to share his excitement with.

He was well aware that it wasn’t something to brag about everywhere, but keeping it to himself felt like wearing brocade robes and walking in the night it just didn’t seem right.

He thought about telling his mother, but hesitated, not sure how to explain the origins of this creation, one that even a high school freshman who wasn’t even a Demigod could cultivate. Seemed a bit too far-fetched..