I Spread my Genes to Level Up in the Apocalypse

Chapter 231 Settling all his Descendant, Opening the Gates to the Multiverse

A crisp sound of skin hitting skin resounded through the place.

Ray stood motionless, his face devoid of expression.

Elsha, whose hand remained outstretched, had tears welling up in her eyes, threatening to spill.

"Don't say that!" she sobbed, her voice trembling.

Ray remained silent, his gaze sweeping the room. All his women had tears streaming down their faces—all except Vanessa.

"Why aren't you crying like the others?" he asked, his tone flat.

"Because I'm not a crybaby. Besides, you're too bad to die."

"And why do you say that?" Ray pressed, his brow quivering slightly.

"Good people die early, but bad people live longer." Vanessa smirked, pinching his waist. "So, Mr. Bad Boy, you're not going anywhere."

"Exactly."

Ray gave her a thumbs-up. "I won't die. So cheer up—this will just be my last day before I go."

That night, a grand celebration unfolded—a party spanning three generations of Ray's family.

Isabella had given birth to a chubby boy who had grown into a strong and intelligent young man. Trix had fully moved on from William and married a capable man who could hold his own in the world.

Ray's children, both daughters and son, were now grown, each pursuing their own paths. Even Mallory's son had become an engineer and was happily married.

Ray felt a deep sense of satisfaction as he looked at each of them. They had all grown into capable and strong individuals, free from conceit or arrogance—only competence shone in their demeanor.

"Father!" Isabell's cheerful voice rang out as she ran toward him, embracing him tightly.

"My little princess," Ray responded warmly, a hearty smile spreading across his face as he lifted her and twirled her in the air.

As the night went on, more and more figures joined the celebration, all dressed elegantly, adding to the festive atmosphere of the grand party.

"Ha." Ray exhaled softly, seated on his grand throne as his gaze lingered on the twinkling light of the chandelier above. A faint sense of contentment began to settle within him.

At that moment, one of his sons approached cautiously, his steps tentative.

"Father, I have a request to make."

Ray's brows arched slightly. "What is it?"

"Will you allow me to—"

[Unadvanced Skills: none]

[Lifelevel- Celestial]

-Strength: 990B- Gene Limit broken

-Speed: 300,000 km/s

-Stamina: 999M Continue reading at empire

-Mental strength: 999M

-Physique and Vitality: 999M

—-

Ray had spent all this time also in research, trying to find a way to overcome the detachment he felt when facing that cosmic being. Though all his efforts led to a single, inevitable conclusion: impossible.

With a resigned sigh, he stepped out of his dimension. The moment he did, his brows twitched in irritation.

"Were you all waiting for me?"

"Yes," came the calm reply. The beings surrounding him showed no signs of emotion as they silently parted, revealing the one who had spoken—a figure that resembled Cthulhu.

"Don't you have anything better to do?" Ray asked, his tone dry.

"No," Cthulhu replied indifferently. "You were only gone for a moment. It doesn't matter."

Ray's brows twitched again. "A moment?" he muttered under his breath, shaking his head. "They really are universal beings for a reason."

"Anyway, let's go," he said, exhaling lightly as he prepared for whatever awaited.

With a casual wave of his hand, a corpse materialized in front of them.

Ray observed it with his True Eyes, their power enhanced by the vast increase in his Mental Energy. At the height he had reached, even the capabilities of his True Eyes had grown exponentially with the increase in Mental Energy.

Fixing his gaze on one of the corpse's cells, Ray focused his pupil power, breaking all the chains that bound it.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In an instant, monsters began to emerge, one by one, their forms grotesque and otherworldly.

Ray moved without hesitation, punching each monster into nonexistence. A single strike was all it took to erase them completely.

But as the dust settled, disappointment flickered across his face. None of the creatures were timeless humans. The one locked up in the basement was still in a state of complete slumber.

"Let's go," Ray said flatly, his tone betraying his dissatisfaction as the space distorted, revealing a gate.