Monster Genesis

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Ignoring the system notification.

Lin Han recalled the hunting movement of the Fengshen Tyrant King just now.

Body size, speed, strength, movement.

These visible traits were enough to make a basic evaluation.

Although the prey was just a low-tier creature at the bottom of the food chain and barely resisted before being killed in one strike,

the Fengshen Tyrant King was also hunting for the first time!

Relatively speaking, this was quite a good batch of Tyrant King offspring!

"In terms of appearance, it's already quite close to a dragon. We'll just have to wait until you grow up to see your final form..."

As an aerial unit, the Fengshen Tyrant King was the first of its kind.

It was already added to Lin Han's list of special observations.

At the same time.

A prominent system notification suddenly appeared before Lin Han's eyes.

[Congratulations! Creator Lin Han, your creation has awakened tribal consciousness! With proper guidance, there is a high chance to successfully establish a tribe!]

"Tribe?!"

Lin Han was stunned upon seeing this notification.

There are six stages of creation: Single-cell stage, Biological stage, Tribal stage, Civilization stage, Space stage, and Dominator stage!

He had already completed the first two stages!

All within just one day!

Now!

The system was telling him that his creation had awakened tribal consciousness!

That meant he was about to enter the Tribal Stage!

Such progress was unbelievably fast!

But... this was a good thing!

Who wouldn't want their creations to evolve faster?

"Show me the details! Which group of creations awakened tribal consciousness?"

Immediately.

His vision, guided by the system, came to hover over a battlefield!

Upon seeing it—

He froze.

The chaotic battlefield was exactly the one he had stirred up—the battle between the Terror Lord and the Thunder Tyrant Kings!

At this moment, the system's markers were placed on the seven Thunder Tyrant Kings!

So clearly, it was these seven Thunder Tyrant Kings who had awakened tribal consciousness!

They had been remarkably intelligent since birth, and now, they brought an even greater surprise!

"Truly didn't misjudge you seven handsome fellas!"

After a full night of combat,

both the Thunder Tyrant Kings and the Terror Lord had grown significantly.

They had evolved into 30-meter-tall beasts.

The Terror Lord's size had also doubled!

So then…

How should he guide the seven Thunder Tyrant Kings to establish their own tribe amid the battle?

Lin Han thought for a moment.

A plan formed in his mind.

"Terror Lord, just take a loss this time. You won't suffer much anyway. Just admit defeat… and retreat into the ocean!"

With the creator's subtle (manipulative) guidance,

the Terror Lord took one last look at the seven Thunder Tyrant Kings.

Then, suppressing its inner fury, it silently began to retreat.

Its speed wasn't particularly fast, but the seven Thunder Tyrant Kings weren't fast either.

So relatively speaking, the Terror Lord was moving quite fast...

In the end.

This conflict concluded with the Terror Lord's withdrawal.

The seven Thunder Tyrant Kings were fuming with rage.

But they didn't dare to stray far from the battlefield.

Not because they feared water—they weren't afraid of water. Inherited from their father, the Tyrant King, they had gills and were actually amphibious monsters!

It was just that...

The corpse of their Thunder Dragon mother still lay in the jungle!

Even if she was dead, her bones were not to be eaten by any creature!

That emotion—

Was precisely the seed from which their tribal consciousness had awakened!

The seven Thunder Tyrant Kings looked in the direction the Terror Lord had fled and howled up at the sky—

"Awoooo—ooo—ooo—!!!"

"Awoooo—ooo—!!"

"Awoooo—…!"

Their cries were filled with rage and unwillingness.

In the end,

they still returned to the remains of their Thunder Dragon mother.

"Such filial piety moves heaven and earth… Why not gather more companions and invade the ocean someday?"

To establish a tribe, creations must be guided to do so with their own subjective will.

Otherwise,

even if the Creator ordered them to gather together and act as companions, they wouldn't understand what a tribe is, or what companionship means.

Therefore,

Lin Han cleverly made use of hatred.

Animals can feel hatred, and monsters all the more so.

Whatever the purpose of the first tribe in history may have been—

revenge, darkness, bloodlust, mob violence…

No matter what it was, from the perspective of a Creator, it was all insignificant.

As long as they successfully formed a tribe, that was enough!

Sure enough.

Under Lin Han's subtle divine guidance, the intelligent Thunder Tyrant Kings, mourning their Thunder Dragon mother and bearing hatred toward the Terror Lord, began to develop complex thoughts.

The seven brothers gathered in a circle, roaring and communicating.

Just like primitive humans, who had no real language—only simple sounds.

At that moment, the seed of civilization began to sprout…

"Roar! Awoo!"

"Awoo awoo! Roar roar!"

"Roar roar roar! Pfft!"

"Mm-awoo!"

After their exchange, they came to a conclusion.

With just the seven of them, they could only barely fight the giant octopus to a draw—they couldn't truly defeat and kill it.

So they had to find more of their kind!

They needed strong land-dwellers who, like them, could also fight underwater!

And the answer was obvious—

Naturally, it was the other offspring of the Tyrant King!

Their Thunder Tyrant King brothers and sisters!

As for native amphibians, they could indeed fight in water, but they were far too weak!

Thus…

The origin of a tribe began!

The seven Thunder Tyrant Kings started to divide the labor.

Using their agile arms and jaws, they carried a large number of trees.

With these trees, they covered their Thunder Dragon mother's body.

The Thunder Dragon had loved to eat plants, so the trees symbolized a burial ritual for her.

By the time her corpse was fully hidden beneath the wood, two hours had passed.

The Thunder Tyrant Kings let out mournful howls and circled around their mother one final time.

At last, they left the place reluctantly.

They were going to find more companions—strong enough companions!

They would either willingly join them… or be forced into joining under brute strength!

This was the most primitive and most barbaric way to develop a tribe!

"Your tribe should have a name!"

"When all creatures think of your tribe, they should shout a name aloud."

These monsters hadn't developed language yet.

If Lin Han named it, it would clearly feel out of place.

So, he left the task to Thunder Tyrant King No. 1—the eldest brother.

Receiving the will of the Creator, Thunder Tyrant King No. 1 thought for a moment, then let out a loud roar into the sky…

"Roaaar——~~"

The six brothers behind him followed with long roars.

And so,

the tribe about to be founded received a simple, primal name.