Super Gene Ⅱ: Evolution

Have those who have heard this story ever fantasized, when they were children, about being the chosen one?

Lin Shen had such fantasies too, imagining himself as the chosen one who could pull the Sword in the Stone.

Of course, after growing up, countless harsh realities told him that he was not the chosen one. Things others couldn't do, he couldn't do either; that kind of unrealistic fantasy had long been snuffed out.

Seeing the Purple Star Ritual Robe today, he couldn't help but think of the story of the Sword in the Stone, and for a moment, he was somewhat eager to give it a try.

Ye Kong didn't really care. If Lin Shen wanted to try, she'd just let him—after all, it had nothing to do with her.

Tian Xun said with a laugh beside him, "You never know, it might actually work. It's worth a try, and if you really are the chosen one who can pull the Sword in the Stone, that would save us a lot of trouble."

"What chosen one?" Ye Kong was a bit puzzled, not understanding what Tian Xun meant.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"You've heard the story of the Sword in the Stone too?" Lin Shen was surprised. He thought the story was only passed down on the Human Mother Planet; he didn't expect that Tian Xun had heard it as well.

"The story of the Sword in the Stone is a very famous fairy tale among the Celestial Race, well-known indeed. How could I not know it? Who hasn't fantasized about being the chosen one who could pull the Sword in the Stone?" Tian Xun smiled as she recounted the story of the Sword in the Stone.

Her story was roughly the same as the one Lin Shen had heard, largely similar except for a few details.

In the story from the Human Mother Planet, the chosen one is a young warrior of common birth.

In the Celestial Race's story, the chosen one is a handsome Prince.

Listening, Ye Kong shook his head and bitterly smiled, "There is no such thing as a chosen one in the world. Even if there truly is a Sword in the Stone, the one who can pull it out is not some chosen one but a spokesperson thrust forward by a power behind the scenes, representing an interest group. With the identity of the Prince, it's already predetermined that he is the chosen one.

If it were someone of no status and no background, an ordinary person, they could never become the chosen one."

Tian Xun smiled without speaking, knowing that indeed, the story of the Sword in the Stone could be interpreted that way, which is also how adults think.

Lin Shen, however, didn't care about these things. He walked over to the Purple Star Ritual Robe and, touching the robe, said, "In the legends of my homeland, the chosen one is an ordinary young man without status or background. I believe that there are miracles in the world."

"Naive!" Ye Xing muttered to herself inwardly, but she dared not voice this out loud.

Ye Kong didn't say anything further, but it was obvious she did not agree with Lin Shen's view.

"Whether there is a chosen one depends on the perspective," Tian Xun said with a smile. "A race that hasn't even stepped off their planet, the chosen one they select can only be a representative of the local interest groups, only those with money, power, and background can become the chosen one. Enjoy new chapters from empire

But if a Powerful Cosmic Race came there wanting to select some talented young people, then the planet's internal interest groups lose their influence, and only innate talent matters. You can say those young people are the real chosen ones."

"My little love, I believe you are a talented person, you will definitely be the chosen one," Tian Xun said very supportively.

"Of course, with how outstanding I am, I'd definitely be the protagonist in a movie, I must be the chosen one. A mere Sacrificial Robe is nothing to me; I could wear it with ease," Lin Shen laughed heartily.

"That's a given. With how handsome you are, you'd definitely be the protagonist in real life too," Tian Xun laughed and said.

The more Lin Shen looked at Tian Xun, the more pleasing he found her. For someone with her achievements and capabilities to willingly engage in such nonsensical talk with him felt just right to Lin Shen.

Ye Xing ranted internally: "There should be a limit to being self-absorbed. Even for a powerful being like Tian Xun, it's hard to tame the Purple Star Ritual Robe. You, an Ascender, can indulge in your fantasy all you like, but if you start to take it seriously, that's just brainless."

Tian Xun had already set the atmosphere, and Lin Shen puffed out his chest, turning around majestically to put on the Purple Star Ritual Robe.

Regardless of whether the task could be accomplished, one must have a firm grasp on demeanor and poise.

One may lose a battle but never lose face; anyhow, Lin Shen had never really thought he could succeed, it was just for the thrill of it.

With his back to the Purple Star Ritual Robe, Lin Shen slipped his arms into the sleeves, then subconsciously moved his hands toward his chest, his hands emerging from the sleeves, intending to straighten the robe.

Lin Shen tugged at the collar only to suddenly realize something was amiss; when he had seen Tian Xun and Ye Kong attempting before, the Purple Star Ritual Robe had remained utterly still.

The series of movements he just made was as smooth as flowing water, completed without feeling any hindrance, and all done subconsciously, which was why it took Lin Shen a moment to catch on.

Ye Kong and the others were already dumbfounded, standing there staring at Lin Shen, unsure of how to react.

"Impossible... How could the Purple Star Ritual Robe move... It looks just like an ordinary robe... How did he put it on..." Ye Xing felt her brain almost short-circuit.

Tian Xun, a powerhouse like that, had used all her might and still struggled to tame the Purple Star Ritual Robe, yet Lin Shen, who was clearly merely an Ascender, managed to slip it on so casually.

"Could it be... that there really is a 'Chosen One' in this world?" The three from Ye Kong couldn't help but stare at Lin Shen in his Purple Star Ritual Robe with wide eyes, utterly confounded.

Naturally, they didn't believe Lin Shen had tamed the Purple Star Ritual Robe with sheer strength. If it was a matter of strength, Tian Xun was incomparably stronger than Lin Shen, many times over, and even Tian Xun hadn't succeeded, so how could Lin Shen?

This shook their millennia-old worldviews severely, forcing them to recall what Tian Xun had said earlier.

"Could it be that this man's talent is even stronger than that of Tian Xun?" The three from Ye Kong shared a look, full of concealed speculation.

Tian Xun was also staring at Lin Shen, stunned. Although she believed miracles existed in this world and that Lin Shen's talent was truly extraordinary, she also hadn't expected Lin Shen to actually do it, and so nonchalantly, at that.

Lin Shen himself hadn't figured out why he could wear the Purple Star Ritual Robe; he didn't feel any obstacle nor anything extraordinary.

There was no divine radiance on the Purple Star Ritual Robe, no soulful communication; it was simply worn over his body as casually as any ordinary garment.

If there was anything magical about it, the only noteworthy feature was that the Purple Star Ritual Robe automatically adjusted to fit his size.

Many battle suits had this feature, which to be honest, really wasn't all that magical.

Besides, this thing didn't even have buttons, just a butterfly knot hidden clasp at the collar.

Lin Shen tried it on and found that the robe didn't look particularly good on him, not as good as wearing it like a cape.

Indeed, removing his arms from the sleeves and draping the Purple Star Battle Suit over his shoulders like a cape gave off a much more imposing and commanding appearance.

"That's it? No challenge at all? The least you could do is give me a little difficulty, a symbolic struggle; this makes me feel totally unaccomplished," Lin Shen sighed.