From Trilobite to Titan

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Chapter 120: Everything Changes! 3/6

"What a fool."

"Flying so low right before me…"

"Didn’t it see I’ve got a neck now?"

Trilobite’s newly formed neck immediately proved its worth, delivering instant results.

Truthfully, the emergence of the neck expanded vertebrates’ diets, creating conditions and stronger motivations for their adaptation to land.

Before necks existed, heads connected directly to torsos, preventing independent up-down or side-to-side head movement—a severe limitation on land.

This forced vertebrates to crawl along the ground, searching for surface-dwelling prey.

Meanwhile, insects had already evolved wings and taken flight!

Though sizable, those early insects remained too lightweight for vertebrates to confront directly.

Such rich food sources hovered just overhead, yet land-bound vertebrates could only watch helplessly. Hunting insects required returning to aquatic environments for ambushes.

An awkward predicament indeed.

But necks changed everything.

With flexible neck movement, actions once requiring full-body effort now needed only a slight head tilt.

This enabled vertebrates to ambush low-flying insects on land, broadening their diets and strengthening their incentive to inhabit terrestrial environments!

Indeed, every organ and trait we take for granted could have decisively shaped a species’—even all terrestrial vertebrates’—fate throughout evolution’s long history!

Just as demonstrated now.

"Hey—!"

Trilobite abruptly swung his newly evolved neck, jaws gaping wide as he snapped upward!

"Thwack—!"

His massive mouth clamped onto the nasty Ancient Gulras Bug that had swooped over him, its sharp mouthparts poised to strike his back.

"Zzzt—!"

The bug thrashed its elongated abdomen, razor-edged mandibles gnashing frantically.

Its spiny limbs scrabbled against Trilobite’s scales, leaving faint scratches.

Occasionally, a limb even scraped his lips.

Yet these minor abrasions caused negligible pain—mere skin injuries posing no real trouble.

Resistance now proved utterly futile.

"Whump—!"

Trilobite’s neck jerked back horizontally as his jaws crushed downward!

"Crack…"

"Crunch—!"

The stick insect-like Ancient Gulras Bug was easily severed into three segments.

Its head with part of its neck and hind abdomen fell to the ground; its spiny first and third Limbs twitched weakly.

The midsection landed squarely in Trilobite’s mouth.

"Gulp… gulp…"

Tilting his head back, Trilobite swallowed the Ancient Gulras Bug’s midsection.

"My neck not only lets me develop more hunting actions and tactics, but also makes swallowing easier."

"Good, good."

"Then…"

Lowering his head, Trilobite swallowed the bug’s remaining segments.

"Done!"

"Keep eating mushrooms!"

While eating, Trilobite noticed…

"Boom… boom… boom…"

Faint tremors shook the ground.

"What’s happening?"

"Earthquake?"

"Hmm, the tremor wasn’t strong."

【Yes, it’s fine, cough cough…】

The system sister’s soft voice eased his worries.

【Please continue enjoying your feast.】

"Hmm…"

This time, however, Trilobite didn’t fully heed the system.

Though reassured, his eyes and neck stayed alert.

"Buzz—!"

Through blurred vision, he saw a "tiny" flying insect spread its wings and flee into the distance.

"To catch flying insects, eye improvements must happen too!"

"But first—pull out these mushrooms to eat with the meat!"

"Rustle… rustle…"

As Trilobite uprooted the final mushroom:

【Congratulations, host! You’ve removed half the World Nails, earning one lottery draw.】

"Whoa! Not bad!"

Trilobite was never one to waste words about lotteries.

"Roll the dice!"

"O Dice Goddess, bless me with an SSR!"

"Clatter…"

When a golden-glowing "card" appeared before him, Trilobite was completely dumbfounded.

"What… what is this?"

—-

"I see!"

"The Giant God’s power is not just about His strength and wisdom!"

The living saint Albert Drake looked up at Trilobite swallowing the Chaos Demon God, a twisted smile spreading across her face.

"What do you think?"

"LOSETA-NV11318?"

The so-called "LOSETA-NV11318" looked like a robot’s number, but it was actually a "name." The Valaharl people had no parents and grew in a "culture dish," so no one gave them names.

From birth, Valaharl people had only cold numbers for life.

Like this Valaharl female warrior, who had lost her right arm.

For her, "LOSETA" meant the "iterative reproduction base" where she was raised. But the base called LOSETA had been found and destroyed by demons.

She was the only "newborn" to escape from there.

"NV" meant female; if it had "NA," it would be male. The 11318 showed her "reproduction" batch and sequence.

Maybe Valaharl people were used to numbers, but for Albert Drake, this was too much.

"Ah, forget it, using your full number is a hassle."

"Let’s just call you…"

"LOSETA."

"Yes, Loseta, how does that sound?"

Albert Drake’s question caught LOSETA-NV11318 off guard, and she quickly said, "Yes."

"Great!"

Albert Drake waved her hand.

"Since you’re close with the little fool Il’Feline, come be my adjutant!"

The Prophetess Il’Feline, standing next to Albert Drake, shot her a disapproving look but stayed silent.

Loseta turned her head and stared at Albert Drake blankly.

"Whir…"

The sound of her mechanical arm moving filled the air; this was her current right arm.

"Swish—!"

She gave a unique Valaharl military salute.

"Very good."

"Now, Loseta, oh right, and Il’Feline, I have a question to test you."

"I just mentioned that the Giant God’s power lies not only in His strength, kindness, vitality, and wisdom."

"Now you add to that."

"What is another reason that makes the Giant God powerful and the savior of the entire Crystal Walls?"

Il’Feline’s mind immediately became active.

"I must not lose this time!"

"In belief, I definitely wouldn’t fall behind the Valaharl people who just started following the Giant God!"

"But what exactly is it?"

…

"Change."

While Il’Feline was still thinking, a clear yet firm voice already gave the answer.

"Uh…"

The Prophetess felt a bit embarrassed as she looked at Albert Drake.

Albert Drake was also slightly surprised.

Then…

"Hahaha…"

"Short but spot on!"

"That’s right, the Giant God gave me a new message, and another side of His power is change!"

"From the day He first came, His look never stopped changing!"

"From a beetle form to then… uh… a half-fish, half-lizard form, the shifts the Giant God went through in so little time were beyond any group or civilization!"

"Only by always changing can one grow stronger and live on!"

"Change is the root of the Giant God’s power!"

"So, we, my ether Fleet, and the Chosen Ones warriors of Valaharl, must change too!"

"Our setup needs a good rethink."

"I’ll reach out to the First Living Saint Sulya."

"It was time for a ‘second military establishment’!"