Gods for All: I Have Three F-Rank Talents

On the day the Divine Realm awakened, three talents appeared on Gu Chen's panel. Rapid Breeding (F-Rank): Halves gestation and maturation periods. Gene Extraction and Fusion (F-Rank): Forcibly extracts others' superior genes, with a 100% fusion success rate. Survival of the Fittest: Descendants automatically inherit their parents' superior bloodlines. The examiner glanced at them, expressionless. "Three F-rank support talents. Improvement to combat ability: zero." The whole crowd burst into laughter. An F-minus Divine Realm, a thousand barbarians, and scorched earth stretching for thousands of miles. System rating: Extremely dangerous. Abandonment recommended. Gu Chen didn't laugh. He silently dragged the Federation-issued Basic Body Tempering Technique into the "Gene Extraction and Fusion" box. [Extraction successful. 1,000 barbarians have gained the passive ability: Basic Body Tempering Technique: Instinct. Their physical bodies strengthen by 0.1% each day.] Everyone laughed at him for having three useless F-rank talents. He didn't know how to explain that together, these three talents formed the only combination capable of turning the phrase "snowball effect" into reality. The Federation's martial arts exam was fast approaching, and the Divine Realms of the myriad races were about to collide. C-rank elven marksmen, B-rank dragonkin warriors, A-rank angel legions: they all started at the top of the mountain. Gu Chen stood on the scorched earth, looking at the thousand barbarians smashing rocks before him, and grinned. "Others rely on their talents to get by. I rely on my talents to have kids." Gu Chen looked up at the gloomy sky of the Divine Realm. "Give me six months, and I'll have more barbarians than all of you combined." "Give me a year, and my barbarians will be stronger than all of you." "Give me three years, "