"Ahhhhh...."
The hysterical scream spread through the laboratory. A young boy wearing a Death God Robe unleashed his Spiritual Power, abruptly stopping the scream. Baiyi calmly looked at the Alchemists and said:
"If youâre sure, directly sever the test subjectâs pain and sensory nerves, then you wonât be disturbed anymore."
"This is what happens when too much of the flesh mutation materials are used; even a natural rejection reaction from the body could result in such a situation."
"But donât panic; thereâs still hope for rescue, like administering an adrenaline shot, or a potion that stimulates the bodyâs potential."
Baiyi retrieved a syringe as thick as a wrist from his Space Ring. A full dose of adrenaline went down, and suddenly, the mass of rotting flesh on the test bench convulsed a few times. The life force of what was once near death rapidly increased.
"Now the life fluctuations of the test subject have temporarily stabilized. To save it, we need to cut open the subjectâs body, find the artery, and inject a neutralizing potion to counteract the mutation materials used earlier."
As Baiyi spoke, he located a thick blood vessel and injected a wrist-thick dose of medicine.
The bodyâs Energy continuously surged into this mass of flesh.
On the alloy surgical table, the flesh trembled rapidly, a strange reaction occurred, and the mass of blood-soaked flesh slowly returned to a humanoid form in front of everyone, continuing to swell.
The average height of a Beastman is two and a half meters, belonging to the relatively tall group, but now this humanoid creature had surpassed three meters in height. Its body was covered in bulging muscles, with gray skin and lines on the skin resembling rock patterns, making it clear that its Power and defense were off the charts.
The Alchemists displayed very serious expressions, some with tablets, others with paper and pen, recording Baiyiâs words and the changes in the flesh word by word.
If it werenât for the earlier screams, it would clearly seem like a group of eager students following a professorâs research.
Baiyi thought of something, reached out, and another injection followed. Suddenly, the massive being, about to reach four meters in height, trembled all over again. Blood gushed anew from the flesh, and the body began to mutate once more into an unknown direction.
"Thereâs another scenario where there are insufficient materials, or the timing of the addition was wrong, or the materials were erroneous, leading to the body mutating continuously like now."
"Earlier, it was simply unformed, while now itâs a mutation. Although the two seem similar, there are subtle differences."
"The most straightforward difference is that unformed failures lack offensive abilities, whereas mutated monsters might possess combat power that is stronger or weaker than normal transformations because they are unstable, so itâs uncertain."
Baiyi earnestly explained the possibilities, hoping to help the group of Alchemists avoid the pitfalls of failure as much as possible.
"Once this happens, the hope of rescue is slim. The best method is to have a strong individual destroy it directly. Of course, itâs not entirely hopeless. You just need to find out where the error occurred."
"The worst scenario is now, where I added the materials just before success, inadvertently disrupting what was originally a near-completion transformation."
"In such cases, Alchemists must use Spiritual Power to clear the mutation and flesh sequence."
"All these details are in the books I gave you. The sequence is critical and must be remembered firmly, for it is the core of the L-shaped Transformation. Once you grasp what that sequence represents, you wonât fail in this transformation."
Baiyiâs terrifying Spiritual Power instantly enveloped Garrett. The wildly mutating flesh suddenly shivered. Beginning from the head, as if squeezing toothpaste, the affected areas reverted to their original state, approaching completion of the transformation.
When the spiritual clearing reached the legs, Baiyi approached with a scalpel.
"This clearing is difficult, but once successful, any excess or misused medications, or errors outside this sequence, will form a tumor like this."
Baiyi pointed at Garrettâs leg, where a huge tumor with a diameter of half a meter was.
"Now, you just need to remove this tumor, and the transformation remains flawless. The test subjectâs slight pain is not your concern. Thatâs the psychologistâs job. Even without a psychologist, the substantial military salary boost post-transformation can compensate their Spirit."
Baiyi made a few swift cuts, and the two giant tumors fell to the ground. The incisions quickly healed amidst rapid flesh hyperplasia.
When it was completely healed, Baiyi said, "These are the errors and possible unforeseen incidents that may occur with the L-shaped Transformation. Any abnormal transformation grants you two chances to rescue your comrade. Seize them, and youâll be a qualified Alchemical Transformation Master."
As Baiyi spoke, he snapped his fingers, and a surge of Spiritual Power flowed into Garrettâs mind, gently stimulating him, waking him instantly.
[You successfully completed a Silver Level L-shaped Weapon Transformation, Experience Value +2000, Extra Experience Points +2000.]
"Ahhhhh...."
He couldnât help but scream upon waking, yet within a flood of Spiritual Power, he realized his body didnât seem to be in as much agony.
"Tell me how you feel now," Baiyi asked with a smile.
Garrettâs whole body shuddered instantly, his body instinctively flinching slightly as he discreetly distanced himself from Baiyi a little.