I am the Clone of a Death Row Inmate

Chapter 483: Chapter 315: Growth-Type Weapon Wondrous Item, Part 3

Su Ze nodded. He wasn’t worried about Mr. Ya’s safety, but still reminded him, "Be careful."

After seeing Mr. Ya off, Su Ze continued his intense cultivation inside the spaceship for a few more days. He tried out the newly acquired alien digestive aid, and the effects were impressive.

Although Su Ze still had plenty of the Sands of Time, which could help him quickly digest the Mirage King Extract in his body, he wouldn’t use it until he had secured the next vial.

He would prioritize digesting it naturally for now.

A few days later, Su Ze left Miracle Oasis and returned to Dongli University.

By this time, Liou Wenxin had successfully converted the head of the Spiritual Venerable, Penny, into a communications base station.

Furthermore, with Zhou Wenshan’s help, they had also produced several dozen Spirit Communication Phones.

Su Ze took the new base station and the Spirit Communication Phones with him, preparing to depart for Lin Hua Country.

The base station previously made from Amida’s head was now obsolete, of course, but Su Ze didn’t discard it. Instead, he kept it with him for the time being.

Before leaving, Su Ze contacted Mr. Ya to confirm the guy was still alive and well. He was, and he was having a blast killing people on the border of Luofan Country.

He was lying in ambush and had even managed to assassinate several Overlord-level powerhouses from the Evolution Divine Teachings.

He employed hit-and-run tactics, leaving the Evolution Divine Teachings’ Venerable Powerhouses helpless against him. After all, Su Ze had killed four of their Venerables at once, leaving them short-staffed. They couldn’t spare too many people to deal with Mr. Ya.

This time, Su Ze didn’t take any transportation to Lin Hua Country. He flew there himself, arriving at his destination that same morning.

Chen Suifeng came to pick him up personally. It was almost lunchtime, and Chen Suifeng, a man who never missed a meal, immediately pulled Su Ze into a small roadside restaurant.

The two got a private room, ordered a few small dishes, and started chatting as they ate.

Chen Suifeng initiated the conversation. "The main reason for this meeting is that Mr. Ke wants to see you. I reported the intelligence you got out of the Shepherd King to him. He and I see eye to eye on this: we must cultivate our own God-level powerhouse for the Human Race. Furthermore, we can’t let him fall under the control of the Nian Race. We must secretly send him into space and help him escape this cage that is Blue Star."

"Only then will we humans, trapped here on Blue Star, have some hope of escape in the distant future."

"And after my persuasion, Mr. Ke and I have come to an agreement. We both believe you are currently the most worthy candidate to invest in."

"So, you both think I’m the most suitable candidate? What if I fail? Wouldn’t I be destroying the last hope for the Human Race?" Su Ze asked with a shrug.

"First, I believe in you. I don’t think you’ll fail," Chen Suifeng said, then paused. "Second, Mr. Ke’s point is that we shouldn’t put all our eggs in one basket. So, if we do send you into space, we’ll cultivate other candidates after you. After all, every additional person represents another ray of hope."

Su Ze nodded, not minding in the slightest. He actually wished Mr. Ke and the others would cultivate more of these so-called "hopes." That way, the pressure on him wouldn’t be so immense.

Chen Suifeng picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork, and said as he chewed, "That’s one way to put it. But cultivating a human evolver on Blue Star who can achieve godhood without the Nian Race’s help... the difficulty is immense. In my lifetime, I probably won’t meet another person with your potential."

Su Ze remained silent, not taking the bait. He simply picked up a piece of meat and popped it into his mouth.

After a moment, he nonchalantly changed the subject. "Mr. Fen, have you heard anything about that Black man I mentioned before? The one who might have the puzzle piece?"

This was the question Su Ze truly cared about.

It concerned the third puzzle piece needed to unlock the mysterious inheritance, and Su Ze was now dead set on acquiring it.

Chen Suifeng nodded. "I made some subtle inquiries with my contacts on the Flame Emperor Continent. I have a few suspects. After all, there aren’t many Black Defilers who fit your description."

A Black man, a Defiler, short in stature, and already a Saint-level powerhouse over a decade ago... there really weren’t many who fit all those criteria.

Chen Suifeng handed over his phone. Displayed on the screen were three wanted posters for Black men, each with a photo.

Su Ze recognized him at a glance—it was the slight Black man he had seen in Draco’s vision.

"That’s him!"

He carefully examined the short Black man’s profile.

Name: Pulamon

Age: 76

Power: Venerable Saint

Status: Grand Elder of the Filth Earth Organization!

At the very bottom, a block of text described Pulamon’s origins, his general history, and several of his widely known battle achievements.

Chen Suifeng added, "This information is already five years old. He’s rarely made an appearance in recent years and hasn’t made a move in public. Of course, it’s unlikely he broke through to become a Legendary-level powerhouse in that time."

Su Ze nodded. ’It was the right call to ask Chen Suifeng for help,’ he thought. ’Relying on my own network, who knows how long it would have taken to identify Pulamon.’

However, even Chen Suifeng’s information channels couldn’t pinpoint Pulamon’s whereabouts. Like the other elders of the Filth Earth Organization, this Grand Elder was notoriously elusive and difficult to track.

’Looks like to find this Pulamon, I’ll have to follow leads from inside the Filth Earth Organization,’ Su Ze mused. He thought of Mr. Ya’s acquaintance, Draco, who had been serving the Filth Earth Organization. That connection could be the breakthrough he needed.