[Western Fantasy, System, Slow-Burn Conquest, Mild Power Fantasy]
Noah Constantine thought dying in his previous life when an alien gene-recombination pod crushed him was already bad enough.
The good news: he transmigrated into the son of an imperial noble. His family was close-knit, his uncle was fiercely protective, and his father was dependable.
The bad news: the once-every-three-years “Sea Hunt” war had erupted. The sea folk’s armies were at the gates, and his cultivation talent was appallingly mediocre.
At the critical moment, the culprit behind his death, the AI of the gene-recombination pod, “Xiao Ji,” finally activated.
He thought this would finally be his chance to live a shamelessly carefree life of extracting the spiritual essence of relics, recombining mythical genes, and summoning beautiful, fair-skinned, long-legged elf maids. But then...
“Xiao Ji, why did a male elf come out?”
“Host, isn’t he fair-skinned, beautiful, and long-legged? He matches the description perfectly.”
“Can’t I choose the gender myself?”
“No. The device’s fundamental logic is to ‘show the most basic respect for life.’”
“Then what about that one-hundred-percent mind-control brand?”
“Oh, our research company has to consider public opinion, too. In public, we have to appease the cosmic do-gooders; behind the scenes, we have to give our customers what they really want. So, total control over thoughts, completely random gender.”
“...”
Fine, a male bodyguard it is. As long as he can fight!
With this recombination pod that catered to both appearances and private desires, Noah quietly began his “god-making” plan.
While other minor lords were going gray with worry because they couldn’t even scrape together a few trainee knights, Noah was already rampaging across the Holy Spirit Continent with an extraordinary army of absolute loyalty.
