Chapter 155: The Devil

Qin Hao's terrifying telekinetic power instantly immobilized all the surviving humans and the Pointy-Footed race present.

The survivors, being weaker in strength, found the pressure unbearable. Some primary-level evolvers directly collapsed onto their knees and were forced to crawl on the ground.

These people could not even control the muscles in their faces, as if a heavy gravitational force was firmly pinning them to the earth.

Secondary-level evolvers fared slightly better, but they could only drop to all fours, barely managing to raise their heads to see what was happening.

Meanwhile, the tertiary-level Pointy-Footed aliens felt as though they were trapped in a quagmire, completely unable to move.

Inside the grand theater, a strange breeze mysteriously arose.

The next moment, a violent gale whipped up, and terrifying blade-like winds shot through the air.

A tornado erupted from the ground, sweeping up all nine thousand plus Pointy-Footed aliens.

Benches, steel beams, and concrete chunks were dragged into the tempest.

The roof of the grand theater was torn away, and the Pointy-Footed aliens shrieked in terror as they tried to escape, but they could not break free from the terrifying suction of the wind.

Their proudest trait was their speed; because their bodies were light, they could glide across the ground as if flying.

Yet even this advantage was utterly useless against the power unleashed by Qin Hao.

The gale roared, howling as if an eternity had passed before it finally subsided.

Debris from the tornado rained down—rubbish, mangled fragments of the Pointy-Footed aliens, and a massive quantity of star energy diamonds.

The survivors cautiously lifted their heads; that oppressive, terrifying telekinetic force had vanished.

However, the alien race that had previously sheltered them had all been reduced to corpses.

These humans felt as though they had just grasped a sliver of hope, only to be plunged once more into the depths of despair.

"Why on earth did you do this? They were kind aliens, not those monsters! They represent a civilized race, you murderer!" one of the survivors screamed in madness.

He was the very person who had been the first to taste the feces of the Pointy-Footed race.

He had thought he had finally found a patron, believing that through his unique method, he could acquire star energy diamonds, live a better life, and never have to worry about death. Now, it was all utterly destroyed.

The others also cast condemning glares at Qin Hao.

Qin Hao could not understand what they were shouting, but Pang Qiuning could.

"You're the ones who have gone mad! Do you really think these aliens cared about you? What they fed you was their own excrement! The stench those aliens talked about earlier—this was what it was!"

Pang Qiuning yelled back at the top of her lungs.

The people stared at her in sheer disbelief.

They refused to believe Pang Qiuning's words.

"No, you're lying! You're in cahoots with that man, you're both Asians!"

"You're tricking us! How could it possibly be waste matter?!"

"Have you lost your mind? Do you even know what you're saying?!"

These people subconsciously rejected the agonizing truth that they had consumed alien feces.

Seeing that they refused to believe her, Pang Qiuning grew frantic. She rushed over to the pile of rubble and dragged out a corpse.

The Pointy-Footed alien was barely clothed, three of its thighs broken, with purple blood oozing out.

Although she did not know the anatomy of these monsters, the upper thigh area undoubtedly corresponded to the intestinal tract. Pang Qiuning grabbed the broken leg of the alien and gave it a fierce rip.

After all, she was a primary-level evolver, so tearing apart a corpse was still within her capabilities. Under the force applied to the leg, the body split in half, exposing the blood and white, viscous substance inside.

Some chalk-like white matter mixed with a thick fluid—it was precisely the substance they had just eaten, and even the smell was identical.

Even if they wanted to claim it was the alien's intestines, that was impossible, for no wise race would go mad and carve up their own flesh to feed humans.

At that moment, the complexions of all the survivors shifted dramatically.

Qin Hao witnessed Pang Qiuning's actions but said nothing.

He began to absorb the blood of the Pointy-Footed aliens.

The blood of nine thousand five hundred Pointy-Footed aliens converged like a small stream, flowing into Qin Hao's body before the absorption abruptly ceased.

Because the Pointy-Footed aliens were small in stature, they did not possess massive volumes of blood, but their genetic code had already been successfully harvested.

The racial talent of the Pointy-Footed race was speed.

They possessed the ability to make their bodies lightweight, which, combined with the explosive power of their leg muscles, granted them terrifying velocity.

Among the nine thousand five hundred Pointy-Footed aliens, Qin Hao successfully located a divine-level gene fragment.

Qin Hao broke down this gene sequence, filtered out the superficial alien morphology, and preserved the precious divine-level gene fragment.

"Gene Devouring Technique."

Qin Hao integrated the gene into his own body.

Without encountering any resistance, the gene merged seamlessly, and Qin Hao's physique began to transform.

His legs became straighter, and his thick thighs grew slender. Although the alien appearance had been purged, at that very moment, his height surged by a few centimeters, reaching a runway model's stature of one meter ninety, while his proportions appeared even more symmetrical and balanced.

This outward change was the result of the body adapting to optimize speed.

Coincidentally, the Pointy-Footed race made up for the flaws in Qin Hao's genetic profile by supplementing his speed gene, instantly doubling his velocity to twice the speed of sound.

Feeling the subtle changes throughout his body, Qin Hao stretched his limbs before setting about clearing up the corpses of the Pointy-Footed race on the ground.

Telekinetic force swept through the area, manipulating the mountain of garbage to extract the bodies and store them away into his spatial ring.

Afterward, he walked over to Pang Qiuning. Pang Qiuning had been passionately arguing with the others just moments ago, but upon seeing Qin Hao approach, her gaze was naturally drawn to him.

Clearly, this man had been right in front of her the entire time, yet for some reason, at this exact moment, she felt an overwhelming physical charm radiating from him.

"Mr... Mr. Qin, I've told them what the aliens really did."

Earlier, Pang Qiuning had simply viewed Qin Hao as a college student, and even when she later suspected he might be a hero, she hadn't paid it too much mind. She never expected his strength to be so astronomical. Now, calling him by his name felt almost too audacious, as if she were showing a lack of respect.

As for the people whom Pang Qiuning had enlightened, they were still retching violently.

Yet there were also those who couldn't even vomit anymore.

They were simply too hungry; even eating feces was better than starving to death.

"Hmph, whether you tell them or not makes no difference," Qin Hao said, his gaze falling upon the alien corpse in Pang Qiuning's hands.

Pang Qiuning snapped back to reality and quickly handed the multi-legged, dismembered alien carcass over to Qin Hao.

"Mr. Qin, here you go."

Qin Hao accepted it, deftly trimming away the redundant parts of the alien and leaving only the muscular thighs. A warm red glow manifested in his palm, enveloping the meter-long thigh and roasting it until it turned a purplish-red, releasing an enticing, mouth-watering aroma of roasted meat.

He handed the roasted thigh meat to Pang Qiuning.

"Eat!"

When she had been sitting over there earlier, Pang Qiuning's stomach had let out a loud rumble that Qin Hao had heard crystal clear.

Pang Qiuning's eyes nearly welled up with tears, and she began to ravenously devour the roasted leg of the Pointy-Footed alien.

Qin Hao also roasted two pieces for himself and began to eat.

The remaining survivors caught the rich aroma and watched as Qin Hao and Pang Qiuning feasted heartily. Saliva poured uncontrollably from their mouths, and their eyes turned green with envy.

Yet there were others who looked at Qin Hao at that moment and saw only a demon.