CHAPTER 29: CHAPTER 27: IF YOU CAN EXPLORE THE PAST, THEN CALL MY NAME!

This cocoon pulses like a heartbeat, exuding a vigorous energy.

"Can butterflies still form cocoons?"

"Aren’t butterflies supposed to undergo complete metamorphosis, having only four developmental stages? How can they form cocoons? Is this a fifth stage?"

The eyes of all the professors in the laboratory turned red, as if witnessing a miracle in biology.

Beside them, an assistant was already worried, "Should we report this? It’s already forming a cocoon."

"No need!"

Li Ruxiang’s gaze burned like fire, his eyes as if seeing a great beauty.

He kept observing the experimental data, excitedly saying:

"It’s now in a weakened state, making it the perfect time to fully retrieve its memories! Continue downloading the memories for me."

The assistants around dared not disobey, having to accelerate the data download, as massive amounts of information were collected continuously.

Time passed by second by second.

Inside the translucent cocoon, the butterfly’s entire body had liquefied, leaving only brain tissue and some nerves.

But none of the professors present were surprised.

After all, a butterfly cocooning means liquefaction of the body, this characteristic is indeed peculiar.

But what happened next shocked them immensely.

They saw...

Inside the pristine cocoon, clusters of exquisite and beautiful knots appeared.

Butterfly knots.

Chinese knots.

Pumpkin knots.

Four-leaf clover knots, dragonfly knots, cloud knots...

There were even more beautiful and intricate knotting crafts they did not recognize.

The cocoon was like a glass universe, with countless knots forming a spinning, magnificent nebula.

The whole room fell silent.

Everyone was dumbfounded, staring at this beautiful scene.

"A nebula?"

"What is this considered?"

Seeing this scene, Li Ruxiang swallowed, his brain trembling!

How...

How could there be such a beautiful cocooning process?

His aged and worn hands gently touched the glass cover, as if seeing a world-famous painting.

This is undoubtedly an ancient civilization!

Undoubtedly a civilization rich in wisdom, living in a super telekinesis butterfly dynasty on knots...

Almost instantly, a thought emerged in the minds of all the researchers present:

"After today, all of us are going to be famous."

...

Ring after ring of knots continued to coalesce, the cocoon becoming ever more perfect, transforming into a perfect sphere.

It was as if countless sacred flames were steaming within.

As telekinesis surged, this cocoon slowly floated in the air, exuding a sense of mystery.

Gradually, within the cocoon, a pair of wings broke through, forming a sphere with small wings.

In its midst, Insect Thirteen sighed inwardly: What a pity.

Even though moments before death, he initiated the next stage of angelic evolution.

Yet, he could not enter the cocoon twice consecutively.

It still required a period of rest.

Furthermore, this was not a place of safety.

Now, with power, he needed to leave quickly.

"What’s happening? It broke the cocoon with a pair of small wings?"

"And then? The sphere only produced one pair of wings?"

"Is that all?"

"Could it have failed?"

They continued to discuss.

Bang, bang, bang.

In the next moment, numerous research instruments suddenly short-circuited, emitting explosive sounds.

The tremendous vibrations frightened the brains of the present experimental personnel, causing a buzzing noise.

Immediately, the short-circuited instruments began to catch fire.

In the following second, the small-winged sphere that failed to emerge from the cocoon suddenly broke through the nutrient tank.

Along with it, the lab’s entire security system was blaring with alarms.

The cries, the calls for help from all the staff, and various telekinesis mecha soldiers began to activate swiftly.

Yet all of this was unable to stop the launched small-winged sphere.

Whish!!

It transformed into a snow-white flame, rapidly darting out of the lab door, flying through the corridor, bypassing the panicked crowd, soaring past various rooms, heading towards the outside world.

"No, don’t go!" Li Ruxiang couldn’t help but shout in distress upon seeing this scene, this was a mysterious ancient creature...all money, my equipment, my instruments...

And Insect Thirteen paid no attention.

Amidst the chaos he flew quickly.

All the way, due to the short-circuit issue, the nearby sports stadium was on fire.

A large number of P.E. students bathing in the pool screamed in terror.

"Help."

"It’s on fire."

"Telekinesis, quickly use telekinesis."

"It’s useless; we are only in first year, Wind Realm Telekinesis Masters, are we supposed to blow wind and help the fire grow?"

"Where’s the teacher? He is Rain Realm, telekinetic manipulator, he should control the pool water to extinguish the fire..."

"The teacher...has run away!"

"How could this be?"

"It’s over, I remember there’s a batch of kinetic energy batteries just delivered next door, those are highly combustible materials...no wonder the teacher ran."

Their helpless voices continued to interweave.

Third-tier strong people are scarce everywhere.

Their teacher, like Si Anhe, was merely at the second tier.

Their teacher could only save himself.

And the flying high Insect Thirteen suddenly heard the despairful cries of students behind him.

The silhouette of departing Insect Thirteen slightly paused.

Though humans are vile.

But these drenched human children longed to break their cocoons like caterpillars before their thirties, suffering in pain...

He knew better than anyone.

If he did not escape, strong people in Rehe City could quickly arrive, making it difficult for him to escape then.

He needed to stay rational now, and there was no need to save them at the risk of his life.

However, humans...

I act for you because you are children, like caterpillars that once broke their cocoons, all flowers deserve protection before they bloom.

I save the ugly because I am the most beautiful Angel King.

The flames soared into the sky.

The hero descended from the heavens.

With earth-shattering roars, a whirlwind surged, dividing the entire area, extinguishing all flames.

The scene was a complete mess.

A second-tier teacher would run, while the third tier could casually extinguish the flames.

Then, that sphere with beautiful wings soared into the sky, continuing to leave the school.

In shock, the students gradually realized that the cute, plump sphere with small wings had saved them.

At last, a student raised his head and asked, "Who, who are you?"

"I...who am I?" Its figure had vanished into the sky, carrying endless sorrow and solitude, inexplicably heart-wrenching,

amidst the surprised and horrified gazes, it revealed a hint of remembrance for the past.

Thereafter, its words left the students shocked, speechless for a long time, unforgettable throughout countless years.

"I am the insect pursuing the breaking of the cocoon."

"I am the butterfly yearning for beauty."

"I am the most arrogant king of the old era."

"I am the most beautiful angel beneath the two Gods."

"In epochs counting billions of years past, should humanity explore the past, they must call my name."