Fusing Beasts Together

In this Symbiote's body, he was at least ten times stronger than his true body.

"Teeeesting."

"Fascinating."

The fact that he could talk stunned him a little. However, his voice was raspy and thick that it was almost unhearable.

Ezra cracked his neck producing crackling sounds. Clenching his claws, the air trembled with a minor shockwave.

Turning towards the disposable container, he grabbed the evolution meal and downed its contents in one go.

The meat was especially chewy and strangely juicy. He didn't expect it to taste so good.

The meat was unexpectedly chewy and bursting with flavor, much better than Ezra had anticipated. As he enjoyed every bite, a sudden tremor ran through his body.

"Huh?"

His muscles started to ripple, vibrating as if alive. He felt a deep, crackling sensation in his bones, like they were reinforcing themselves, growing stronger from the inside out. His heartbeat picked up, pounding with an intensity he'd never felt before, while his veins expanded, pulsing with newfound resilience.

In just a few seconds, his body advanced from level one to level two.

There were not much changes in his body but he grew an inch taller and his muscles even more thicker than before.

"Didn't expect for it to be so effective."

If just one Evolution Meal was like this, what if he took more? Maybe he could even advance to level-3 or even level-4!

Ezra wasn't the only one thinking about this, others who had taken the evolution meal were also thinking this way.

This made people think a certain way as they got greedy. What if they took the once from others?

Although the the School's system might not allow it. But like Mrs Lorraine said, they were barely students of the School anymore.

Hence, they could basically do what they wanted.

Officially a finalist, Ezra was able to go out of the school early if he wished. After which, he boarded a bus heading directly to the market.

His savings didn't amount to much at all. However, if things go according to plan, then he might even end up rich by the end of today.

The market wasn't as crowds as Ezra had expected. But it wasn't surprising as it was on a Tuesday mornings.

Since he had roughly 45 minutes, Ezra didn't want to wasn't time and randomly chose a store.

This store sold ordinary animals such as pigs, chickens, bats, bees, birds, rabbits and other things.

Ezra eyes immediately locked in on the birds.

The birds were pigeons and pigeons are called rats of the skies because of how much they were.

It would be less expansive capturing them himself but since they could fly they were much harder to catch. Moreover, he had little time left to start capturing them.

An old man walked out of the store with a walking cane in his hand.

"Aren't you supposed to be at school, what are you doing at the market at this early hour? Let me tell you, if you're trying to steal from me, i won't hesitate to let Waffles take a chomp at you kid."

The old man angry spoke, pointing his cane at Ezra as spit flew out from his mouth.

Ezra's face changed slightly and he immediately retorted without wasting a beat. "Aren't you supposed to be in a Retirement Nursing Home? What are you doing here at the market."

The old man was stunned. His wrinkled face immediately flsuhed red in anger as he pointed his cane at Ezra.

"Y-you!"

Ezra rolled his eyes. "You should probably calm down. Your heart might stop if you get too angry.

"Damned brat!" The old man was livid. He had never seen a kid with such foul mouth. He was too stunned to think of anything to counter with.

Ezra chuckled. "Is that the best your old brain could come up with, old man?"

The old man's heart almost gave in as his body trembled in anger. He was absolutely furious. Never in his 230 years of living did anyone dared to talk to him this way and there was nothing he could do.

He could teach the kid a lesson with his strength. However, bullying a kid with his old age wasn't appropriate. Otherwise he would send the kid flying with a single flick of his finger.

"Fine, what do you want."

Ezra smirked. The old man finally gave in.

"How much for your pigeons?"

The old man's wanted to slap Ezra on the face. He got insulted because the kid wanted to buy a damn pigeon?

"Sigh, they cost 1 dollar each."

Ezra almost spat out a non-existent water from his mouth.

"That's almost double the prize online!"

The old man suddenly smiled. "Then go buy it online and leave my shop."

Ezra gritted his teeth, showing confusion in his face before sighing heavily.

"I will take twenty of them. Then."

Ezra checked the amount he had on his smartwatch and sighed when he saw the amount.

"20 Credits."

His predecessor didn't have a single bit of savings to his name, making life a little difficult for Ezra. If he had a bit of savings then the plan would have been much easier to execute.

This 20 credits was given to him by his father as his weekly allowance.

The old man snorted coldly as he watched Ezra make the transfer. Then he entered inside and a few minutes later, brought out a small plastic cage with twenty dark pigeons inside of them.

"Thanks, old man."

Ezra's eyes immediately lit up as he grabbed the cage and left.

"Brat!"

The old man cursed loudly.

After five minutes, Ezra reached a secluded corner at west side of the forest.

He looked to the left and right and after confirming no one was within close range, he placed the cage to the ground.

As he stared at the group of birds, a message popped up within his line of sight.

[Ding!]

[Beast-Fusion System Activated.]

[Do you wish to fuse 20 Black Pigeons together?]

[Fusion success rate: 100%]