Chapter 101: Dr. Henry

The battle of the writhing flesh was far slower than Gune had anticipated.

Moreover, as the battle progressed, the battlefield soon split into three major zones.

The innermost zone, where the fighting was most brutal; the middle zone, where it was moderately brutal; and the outer zone, where those who couldn't win tried to flee.

Unfortunately, Gune stood guard at the exit of the Transcendent Gate.

To those "deserters," Gune would righteously send them back into the flesh battlefield.

"Without even the courage to become the strongest among the writhing flesh, how are you worthy of being digested in my blood pool?"

Gune intended to digest the "Unnameable Flesh" using the blood pool, but that would obviously require the blood pool to reach a higher level first.

These "writhing flesh" entities, as external derivatives of the "Unnameable Flesh," were naturally not that formidable.

Once Gune had opened the blood pool, he could directly place them in it, continuously washing them with the power of blood, absorbing them, and thereby enhancing his own flesh defense.

In a sense, this was truly "meat armor."

About an hour and a half later.

The battle finally drew to a close.

From the three zones, three massive pieces of writhing flesh had ultimately survived.

Each of these three pieces of writhing flesh was about the length and thickness of Gune's leg, and their forms were very standard "long-worm flesh" shapes.

Gune could clearly sense that these writhing flesh entities were gradually altering their bodily forms during the process of combat and slaughter.

In less than two hours, they had already figured out that the "long-worm" form was most suitable for writhing, climbing, and fighting.

If given a few more days, they would likely grow limbs and wings.

By then, they would become true "walking horror seals."

Fortunately, Gune had no intention of keeping them.

No matter how much these flesh entities resembled "organisms," they were ultimately products catalyzed by Transcendent memes, still flesh in essence.

Gune extended five puppet secret threads, penetrating into the body of the victor from the outermost zone.

Then the writhing flesh began to resist.

Gune moved his mind.

Gune moved his mind.

"Shua!"

The first piece of writhing flesh was directly taken into Gune's system space.

Gune glanced at it; the writhing flesh that entered the system space was no different from ordinary chunks of meat.

That unspeakable flesh couldn't cause any trouble in the system space, let alone these writhing pieces.

Then, Gune repeated the trick.

The second and third pieces of writhing flesh were also taken into Gune's spatial pouch.

After collecting them, Gune arrived at the end of the flesh barrier passage.

From the inside out, Gune carefully inspected all the flesh in the entire passage to confirm there was no other still-active flesh.

At the same time, he also dealt with the faint traces left by the writhing flesh that had crawled out earlier.

Although the probability of this place being discovered was extremely low, Gune would not allow any traces to remain.

Half an hour later.

Gune once again arrived at the entrance of the Transcendent Gate.

All the writhing flesh within the flesh barrier had indeed lost its life activity.

After confirming there was nothing left, Gune closed the Transcendent Gate again.

"Even if something is left inside, once the Transcendent Gate is closed, it can't get out."

Gune thought to himself.

Click!

As the Transcendent Gate closed, the dark, deep passage fell into silence once more.

"And if someone outside uses violent means to open this Transcendent Gate, then... they'd better pray that the flesh that lost its life activity has also lost its terrifying transcendent memetic curse. Otherwise, they are merely opening a door to the path of death."

Gune silently returned along the same path.

He fastened the chain, locked the door, and then quietly disappeared into the darkness through the thick snow.

The heavy snow continued to fall, quickly covering the few traces Gune had left.

Everything seemed as if it had never happened.

...

The next day, in the early morning.

Inside the small密室.

Gune, seated cross-legged on his meditation mat, slowly opened his eyes.

"These two waves of reincarnation have greatly enhanced my talent, and my cultivation speed has also improved significantly," Gune mused silently.

After a night of cultivation, Gune clearly felt that his idle cultivation speed had increased, nearly doubling compared to before.

The experience gained from idle cultivation remained the same as before, but the efficiency had greatly improved.

Evidently, after the enhancement of his extraordinary talent, his efficiency in absorbing experience had significantly increased.

"I'll focus on idle cultivation for a few days to improve my strength."

Gune settled his mind and decided not to go out for now.

After all, he had already told Leona that he would be in seclusion for a few days.

This seclusion lasted a full five days.

...

That day.

The heavy snow that had lasted nearly ten days finally stopped.

And the weather, for a rare change, cleared up.

Even, as the sunlight shone down, there was some melting of snow outside.

However, after these few sunny days passed, the heavy snow would continue.

Every year, the snowy season in Sugg Ruins City lasts until February of the following year.

And now, it was only mid-November.

There was still a long time until the end of the snowy season.

In the hall, the flames in the fireplace still blazed fiercely.

On this melting snow day, the temperature remained very cold.

Gune sat on the sofa, enjoying the warmth of the fireplace flames while also savoring the hot, rich coffee.

After these five days of idle cultivation, Gune's realm had recovered to the mid-first-order level.

In another week, or even less, Gune would reach the peak of the first order again.

Moreover, after this week of idle cultivation, Gune finally felt it.

His blood pool was about to open.

This was clearly an exhilarating piece of good news.

This time, after touching the powerful forces of three strong extraordinary meme curses twice in a row and converting them into talent, Gune's own bloodline talent had also been greatly enhanced.

To be honest, human bloodline talent, unless it's a mixed-blood human with extraordinary species bloodlines, such as the Behemoth bloodline, the Dragonborn bloodline, or the Highland Giant bloodline, which have some extraordinary power, is really not that impressive.

Pure human bloodline talent is truly lacking.

Fortunately, Gune's system was very powerful. This ordinary human bloodline, after multiple reincarnations to strengthen bloodline talent, especially after this major enhancement, had finally shown results.

Previously, even at the peak of the first order, the blood pool had not opened.

Now, as Gune re-entered the mid-first-order extraordinary stage, it showed signs of opening.

Clearly, when Gune reaches the late peak of the first-order extraordinary stage, he will easily open his blood pool.

And at that time, he could begin to digest those writhing flesh masses.

"When the blood pool first opens, its capacity is very small, so it obviously cannot accommodate such a large piece of writhing flesh."

"During this period, if I have time, I need to use the Magic Blade Curse to continuously cut that writhing flesh."

"Not too much; cutting off a piece the size of a fist will be enough for a long time."

"Moreover, after opening the blood pool, I will awaken a blood curse talent ability. I wonder what kind of talent ability I will awaken."

As Gune was pondering, footsteps sounded.

Without looking, Gune could tell from the footsteps that it was Leona.

Sure enough, after a moment, Leona's voice sounded beside Gune.

"Master Gune."

"How is the experiment progressing?" Gune asked directly.

"On the third day of your seclusion, the higher-ups of the Pioneer Group said that the 'Dr. Henry' from the biological experiment team had arrived at Sugg Ruins City with a group of his students."

"The laboratory there is quite large, so Dr. Henry, for better experimentation and testing, has already moved those samples over there."

"Oh?" Gune raised an eyebrow slightly.

"That's quite efficient," Gune said with a smile.

"But this matter concerns the Secret Pattern Potion, so it's natural that the higher-ups of the Pioneer Group would take my request seriously."

"Just now, I knew you were out, so I notified Dr. Henry. He should be here soon," Leona said.

"He should already be on his way," Gune said softly.

Gune looked through the glass window with the curtain drawn aside and saw a man about thirty years old, wearing a winter cotton-padded jacket and a thick top hat, holding a thick stack of documents, walking from the neighboring castle toward Deep Castle.