Doomsday Code

Chapter 902 The Tapir Clan

Lyca placed the monster in the clan's ancestral hall, and then began to carve up the platinum-level beast king, preparing to distribute the meat among the clan members.

Just as he was cutting the meat, Tiger came over.

"My Lord, the clan leader has something to discuss with you."

Lyca put down the piece of meat she was holding, then tossed the knife to Tiger, saying:

"I'll go right away. You cut all the meat and distribute it to each family later."

As Lyca walked toward the clan chief's courtyard, he wondered what the clan chief wanted to talk to him about, hoping that the clan chief wasn't going to lecture him for not focusing on his cultivation.

When he arrived at the clan chief's courtyard, he saw that the clan's strongest uncles had already arrived.

"Son of God."

"Uncle William, what are you all doing here? Where is the clan chief?"

Leica looked at everyone and asked.

At the same time, an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

The old patriarch emerged from the house, leaning on his cane, and in his hand was a scroll made from an ancient, high-level magical beast hide.

"Divine Child, you have arrived."

Lyca approached the chieftain and helped him find a chair to sit down.

"Grandpa Chief, has something big happened? But I haven't noticed anything."

In his spare time, Lyca liked to go on adventures, and the farthest he went was hundreds of miles away from the clan's territory, but he still didn't find any powerful monster groups or orc tribes.

The old clan chief glared at Lyca after hearing her words and said:

"Sure enough, you sneaked out again during your cultivation time."

Leica simply stuck out her tongue.

The clan chief sighed, and then spoke:

"You should let your Uncle William handle this."

William bowed and said:

“My God, just half a month ago, the Beastman royal family, the Tapir Clan, migrated from three thousand miles away from our clan’s territory. According to our investigation, this clan is likely here to search for and hunt down our clan.”

The Tapir race possesses unique dream-entering magic and forms a special dense fog domain at night. If it weren't for our cultivation of magic and our ability to sense the unique magical energy fluctuations, we would have been discovered by this royal family long ago.

If we don't come up with a solution soon, we'll be discovered quickly as the thick fog spreads.

When the topic of magic came up, William paused slightly, as magic was still a relatively new concept to them, especially for those who practiced witchcraft.

Leica, however, had lost her usual childlike playfulness and instead frowned with extreme seriousness, saying:

"The tapir's innate magic is not particularly effective in terms of lethality, but their method of forcibly putting people into a dream is extremely difficult to defend against."

Even if we can endure being forced into a dream by them, our physical bodies can't last long without food and water.

Although Leica always liked to sneak out to play during training, his basic skills were very solid.

He knew very well about the orcs, humanity's greatest enemy.

Just as Leica was racking her brains, trying to figure out how to resolve the crisis in front of her, the strange voice that had disappeared from her mind for a long time suddenly reappeared.

What is a tapir? A tapir is a magical beast that feeds on dreams.

Upon hearing the strange voice in her mind, Lyca focused her attention, repeatedly asking herself how to solve the problem of the Tapir tribe.

Because he had long ago discovered that the strange voices in his head were generated through his own thinking, and that they often provided excellent solutions.

Why do we need to get rid of the tapirs? Getting rid of the tapirs means not sleeping. Why can't we sleep? I really want to sleep.

As I spoke, the voice in my head fell silent.

Leica didn't expect this strange voice to be so unhelpful; she actually fell asleep while talking.

At this moment, in the eyes of William and the others, Leica just sat there, and then the expression on his face changed from time to time, finally showing a regretful expression.

"Son of God, Son of God."

Hearing others call her name, Lyca finally snapped out of her daze.

"Oh, Uncle William, is there something you need?"

"The Tapir Clan, I wonder if the Divine Child has any ideas?"

William and his companions believed that Lyca's sudden change of expression must be a revelation from the gods, and perhaps Lyca had a way to deal with the tapirs.

Leica got up and paced around the yard, muttering to herself:

"Don't sleep, don't sleep, how can I not sleep?"

The clan leader and the others also heard Lyca's voice, and at the same time, they were thinking about how not to be affected by the tapir's special magic.

Because the combat power of the Tapir race is actually not high, what is truly terrifying is their method of forcibly bringing life into dreams.

Although this allows people to enter a dream, and they will also enter the dream along with it, the tapir race is almost invincible in the dream world.

Meanwhile, the actions of the Tapir tribe are usually carried out by the entire tribe, and the special dream-entering mist they release when entering a dream can spread for hundreds or even thousands of miles.

So even if you wanted to take advantage of them being in a dream to launch a sneak attack, it wouldn't work.

Just as everyone was pondering this question, the voice in Leica's head appeared again.

"Why won't you sleep? Why won't you sleep? I..."

Just before the voice was about to hypnotize itself again, Leica immediately changed the question.

"I slept so well, I don't want to sleep at all now."

As this question deepened, the voice in my head changed.

"I'm so full from sleeping that I don't want to sleep. Why am I so full from sleeping that I don't want to sleep? Of course, it's because I drank the invigorating potion."

Suddenly, Lyca had a recipe and method for making an invigorating potion in her mind. The last paragraph of the message also said that this was a potion specifically designed to deal with the tapir.

Lyca was unaware that in his later years, the Tapir, the royal family of orcs, had long been wiped out.

The reason was that the Tapir race's method of forcibly pulling people into their dreams regardless of their numbers was too terrifying, so people developed an anti-sleep stimulant called the Invigorating Potion, which led to the extermination of the race.

Of course, this invigorating potion also has side effects. Because it is a mental potion, excessive use can lead to dependence.

Therefore, this kind of potion was banned in later generations, but Chen Cheng knew the recipe and how to make it. He found it in the lich's spatial ring because he needed to refine the Snow Maiden Pill to save his life.

Once she came to her senses, Lyca's face lit up with excitement, and she immediately rattled off a long list of various potion names.

"Chief, prepare these potions, the more the better. I can refine a potion that can counter the dream magic of the Tapir Clan. Once the warriors of the clan drink it, we will no longer have to fear the dream magic of the Tapir Clan."

We can then wipe them out while they're asleep at night.