The morning light was dim.
In the kitchen, the little nurse was busy making breakfast for the day.
Upstairs in the operating room, Lu Yuan was tirelessly exploring the bodily structures of metahumans, even after working all night.
After seeing Xiao Wu off, Lu Yuan went upstairs and first woke up Wang Tao.
Wang Tao's ability was close-combat strength enhancement, a relatively common ability.
Even when Lu Yuan's clients were all young ladies in the past, he had copied several strength enhancement ability genes.
Stacking the same ability genes enhances that ability.
Feeling his muscles become even more solid, Lu Yuan exerted a bit of force and snapped the willow leaf knife in his hand cleanly into two sections.
After changing to a new surgical knife, twenty minutes later, Wang Tao was cleaned "squeaky clean" and hung in the sub-zero freezer on the basement level.
As for those unclean things, Lu Yuan habitually called them "sewage" (referring to internal organs and such), and had already been taken out back by Liu Yuan with a bucket to feed the Alligator King.
Looking at his newest specimen, Lu Yuan closed his eyes and furrowed his brows in contemplation.
He was carefully absorbing the new knowledge appearing in his mind.
Whenever he dissected the bodies of metahumans and xenobeasts, strange knowledge from unknown planes of existence related to medicine, biology, biomechanics, and more would appear in Lu Yuan's mind.
There would also occasionally be especially obscure knowledge.
"Somatoplasmic cell grafting of limb organisms and dominant/recessive control of characteristics..."
"In simple terms, it refers to transferring the limb characteristics of one organism to another, and being able to control the emergence and hiding of those characteristics..."
"How useful..."
Muttering to himself for a while just standing there, and pondering seriously for a bit more, Lu Yuan started dissecting the second metahuman corpse.
Looking at the now completely cold Yang Hu, there wasn't the slightest discomfort on Lu Yuan's expression, even though this had been his customer just hours ago.
Yang Hu's ability was ice manipulation, which was completely new for Lu Yuan, quite a nice surprise.
Fifteen minutes later, another "squeaky clean" human metahuman specimen appeared in Lu Yuan's "exhibition hall".
Taking off the bloody gloves on his hands and throwing them in the recycling bin, Lu Yuan returned to his office to take a nap.
"Repair and imitation of the central nervous system of dipteran organisms..."
"The central nervous system of flies and mosquitoes is equivalent to the human brain. The repair and imitation technology for this will be very useful in the future..."
Carefully contemplating the knowledge details appearing in his mind, Lu Yuan gradually fell asleep in his office chair.
Soon after, the little nurse Liu Yuan came by to take a look, and quietly draped a blanket over Lu Yuan before leaving.
When Lu Yuan opened his eyes again, it was already afternoon.
Lying in the chair, he rested for a bit before the office door opened.
The little nurse came in and saw that Lu Yuan was awake. She said, "Boss, there's a customer who's been waiting for over three hours already."
Lu Yuan was surprised. There weren't many customers who could wait for three hours in his little clinic.
He got up and tidyed his clothes, changing into a fresh white coat. He asked, "Metahuman or patient?"
Liu Yuan shook her head. "Neither, it's the customer with the malfunctioning brain from last time."
Hmm?
Lu Yuan frowned at Liu Yuan. He really couldn't recall any customer with a malfunctioning brain.
Liu Yuan pointed at the door. "Go take a look, you'll know who it is."
"Bring him to the examination room."
"Alright."
...
At this moment, Lao Yao was a bit nervous.
After escaping from Lu Yuan's clinic yesterday, he had barely convinced himself to return to this bizarre place.
As an intelligence broker, Lao Yao had already learned through his own channels that Black Fire's people had come by last night.
He was very clear on what kind of methods Black Fire's people employed.
However...
Looking at the clinic lobby that seemed as if nothing had happened, Lao Yao felt that perhaps he had misunderstood yesterday.
After all, with the clinic having such combat power, getting rid of him would have taken no more than a flick of the wrist. How could they have let him escape?
He must have misunderstood. Doctor Lu must be a good person!
Even as Lao Yao consoled himself this way, when he truly saw Lu Yuan again, his whole body still couldn't help but shiver uncontrollably.
Sitting in the examination room, Lu Yuan looked at the trembling Lao Yao slowly entering and said with a smile, "Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long, please have a seat!"
"It's no problem, no problem!"
Lao Yao awkwardly sat down opposite of Lu Yuan. For a time he didn't even dare meet Lu Yuan's gaze. Even though he was a seasoned veteran of Jianghu, right now he was like a shy young maiden.
Lu Yuan took the initiative to ask, "You seem extremely nervous. Is there somewhere on your body that feels uncomfortable?"
"Yes, I mean no...I mean..."
Seeing Lao Yao contradicting himself in anxiety, Lu Yuan simply maintained his smile and patiently waited.
Lao Yao smiled awkwardly at Lu Yuan. He took a deep breath to steady himself, and said in a low voice, "Doctor Lu, I, I want to become stronger..."
"Sure."
Lu Yuan smiled as he set aside the medical records in front of him, taking out a fresh workbook. He asked, "Do you have any specific ideas in mind? What's your budget?"
A strange look flashed through Lao Yao's eyes. Out of occupational habit he reflexively asked back, "Doctor Lu, can you really make it happen?"
Lu Yuan calmly said, "I can't guarantee complete success, but I can guarantee no degradation, it's written in the contract so you can rest assured."
"We take full responsibility for any accidents, with double compensation."
Lao Yao carefully glanced at Lu Yuan. "Doctor Lu..."
"Hmm?"
"Cough cough, Doctor Lu, double or no double compensation isn't important. What's important is, if an accident happens, can I still get off your operating table alive..."
Lu Yuan looked at Lao Yao with great understanding as he explained, "There are always risks with surgery, but I can tell you that my personal record for directed surgeries still maintains a 100% success rate—"
"Whether on the living or the dead."
Only hearing the first half of the sentence, Lao Yao suddenly felt relieved. But Lu Yuan's last sentence nearly made Lao Yao choke to death on the spot.
Seeing Lao Yao's conflicted appearance, Lu Yuan was in no hurry.
A few minutes later, Lao Yao raised his head to look at Lu Yuan and said firmly, "Doctor Lu, I've lived for over thirty years, always been timid and cautious. Today, I'll be bold for once. I'll leave it to you!"
Lu Yuan smiled as he picked up his pen, writing a few words on the workbook in front of him. He asked the previous question again, "Any specific ideas in mind? What's the budget?"
Lao Yao: "No specifics, as long as I can become stronger just do as you see fit. As for budget...500 thousand."
The smile on Lu Yuan's face instantly froze, along with the movement of his hand writing. "Budget?"
Lao Yao: "5 million!"
Only then did Lu Yuan's expression return to normal as he continued asking, "Are mechanical or biomechanical prosthetics acceptable?"
Generally few normal people were willing to accept biomechanical prosthetics. After all, most didn't want biological components from other organisms attached to their bodies.
To Lu Yuan's surprise, Lao Yao said very firmly, "Biomechanical! I hate mechanical prosthetics and stuff like that!"
At this moment, Lu Yuan looked at Lao Yao with boundless admiration in his eyes, as if a sculptor looking at a perfect piece of marble.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
