Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer

Sam just stayed in his cave and took care of himself. There really are some changes and one of them is that when he saw his friends a part of him wants to take a bite and suck their blood. But the instinct is extremely faint so he could control the urge.

In fact it that urge is dominated by the rest of his bloodlines so much that the feeling is extremely faint and negligible.

He could feel that something bad would have happened if the beast bloodlines are not present in his body.

He even conducted several experiments like taking some blood of his friends to keep in front of him, smelling it, and even applying it on his body, even though the urging increased it is within his rational limit.

Only then did he feel relieved.

Apart from that urge the rest of them are only advantageous to him. For starters, his body has the obvious physical advantage now compared to his peers. His body is so strong and heals itself faster. He doesn't even need to use the light element to heal himself.

The second advantage is that he became good at necromancy and dark elemental techniques. Now it is almost like second nature for him to use the necromancy and dark elemental techniques.

There is one thought that bothered him so much and he felt extremely relieved to the point that he felt lucky for the first time and that is his fear of gaining the biggest weakness the Vampires have.

The weakness of the light element. He would rather give back all the advantages this body brought him than attain that weakness of the light element along with them.

The first test is simple, he just stayed under the sunlight and tested his techniques, and then he noticed that his body didn't change in any way nor did he feel any form of suppression. The rest of his body and the beast bloodlines seem to be acting as shields for his vampire half.

He used light elemental attacks and nothing happened, it is just like normal. He felt extremely grateful for the luck for the first time in his life.

He was never the one to believe in luck but now he is feeling it for the first time. Staying helpless for almost a month could have broken anyone, even his friends as they would feel the changes in their body which they might lose any second.

Luckily he managed to stay strong and get out of that hellhole.

The day before their journey, Sam finally checked his wrist screen but there is nothing on it that surprised him. For all the damage he did, he was expecting a six-digit number on his screen but he didn't expect that there is no number at all.

If only this game has GM he can contact whenever he wants.

He just left the thought for later and started making preparations for leaving. As for why they have to prepare, the remaining two races sent envoys to talk to him and they sent some presents.

Some of them sent the human slaves, some sent some beasts that can only be found in this realm, and some sent resources the undead creatures can use to grow.

All the nobles from the two races and even some from the specter race and some lesser undead races came to find him.

But he didn't meet with all of them. In the past week, he only focused on himself and his friends had to take up this duty too.

Most of them just left after learning that Sam wouldn't be able to meet them. But the envoys of the two kings didn't leave and just set up a camp nearby.

When they searched for a camping spot the team couldn't help but laugh. They are staying far away from anything that looked like a vine.

Sam made them all suffer from PTSD. They would never dare to hold a plant vine with their hands for the rest of their lives.

When Sam came out and finally met them he was surprised by the resources they sent. One of them sent spirit stones. They are so many that he was surprised these many stones exist. Seeing his surprise the envoy explained what the situation is.

The Undead realm is also a prison so these undead creatures also cannot use the spirit stones just like dwarves.

These are all wasted here. But the Wight King always experimented with them to find a way out and mined them regularly.

He somehow learned that Sam can use spirit stones, maybe his spies in the Banished realm are still working, so he sent many elemental stones that Sam felt that this alone is worth the trip. And he was even more satisfied when he saw the special metals of this world. The Wight king really did put thought into the present.

As for the second present this is even more unique. This present is from Ghoul King.

This is actually a jar of blood and from the letter he explicitly stated that the blood didn't contain any human blood and is collected from the blood of some exotic beasts that are not available in the undead realm.

Ghoul King is the person that has most contact with the people from the higher realm that is connected to them.

So, he has his ways to get what he wanted. He must have arranged this so that he can exchange something from the Vampire King.

But since he felt the extra threat from Sam he decided to use it here. Vampire King is a thing of the past anyway.

There is no need to keep it with himself.

Sam really felt the urge to drink it up. But the energy within the blood would make his body explode. This is also another resource he can only use when he broke through further.

After dealing with this and making sure that he would be leaving the Undead realm after this, the envoys left the forest with a sigh of relief.

While Sam is preparing to go back, there is a huge discussion in the area where the gods that are participating in this game usually meet.

"There is no way we can award him with that many points, he used a cheap trick to achieve this. This is not fair for the rest of the points."

Indra yelled at the rest of the gods.

Sam's number is extremely high this time.

The gambler just relaxed in his chair and asked casually.

"What did I say before the game started? For every stage of cultivation, the score will be multiplied by fifty.

He killed hundreds of Transcendent stage cultivation and he killed tens of consummate realm cultivators.

He even killed an Astral Plane level cultivator. You must have forgotten that you yourself added a rule saying that they can use any means necessary.

All he did is use the environment to his advantage and killed them by creating a simple weapon.

If you can multiply the score by fifty times just because of a cultivation stage, how many times do you have to multiply for killing an Astral plane cultivator? I am being generous here and only offering a fraction of what should be awarded and you are still making a fuss.

Don't take me for a soft persimmon alright. You might regret it. Ask Hou Yi if you don't believe me."

The Gambler said as he looked at Hou Yi whose face is burning with shame.

Hou Yi didn't dare to speak at this moment. He is in a pinch and everything he said that could oppose Gambler is a minus for him. For a person that cares so much about his face, if he opposed Gambler, it would be easily misunderstood as him being petty and his face would be lost.

He is so concerned about these superficial things even though he is a god.

The rest of the gods are also troubled. Particularly, those people who insisted on arranging the Palace of Inheritance and the game in the undead realm.

It is just as the Gambler said to Hou Yi before it began.

Every decision they make due to others' influence is a gamble and they have to face the consequences no matter what the outcome is.

They took a gamble and Sam slapped them in their faces. They couldn't help but wonder what kind of little pest this Gambler has brought into this game.

"But one million is too much." Indra still didn't give up.

"Too much? I am not even calculating the score for the Pre-transcendent stage cultivators he killed so that the rest of the players wouldn't die of embarrassment. So, don't you dare say it is too much?"

"But…"

"Indra, stop it. You have embarrassed yourself so many times why are you still so stubborn?" Kartikeya intervened from the side.

Indra couldn't answer him. He sat back in his chair and just stayed silent. But that stubborn look is still on his face.

"Since there is no more objection, I will award the points to my player. So, the next time you meet your players tell them to up their game. It is no fun if there is no competition."

The Gambler said as he left the table.