Chapter 231
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Dean looked down. The bandage on his left hand was very tight, but there was no abnormality. Puzzled, he stretched out his hand and pinched it. Unexpectedly, as soon as his palm touched his left arm, he felt a cold feeling. It was like touching an extremely cold ice block. He immediately retracted his fingers. He suddenly remembered that when his left hand absorbed too much of the cold crystal for the first time, a large amount of ice seeped out from his pores. It was also so cold.
He quickly cut the bandage on his left hand with a dagger and quickly peeled it off. Several plates used to fix the bones also fell, revealing the arm inside. Suddenly, he saw a layer of light blue crystal on the surface of the skin. There were faint contours on it, like pieces of scales that were cut off. Each piece was the size of a thumb, spreading from the shoulder down, but the part below the elbow did not have any.
Dean was startled. This light blue crystal was a bit like thin ice, just like the embryonic form of the last time when his arm was frozen.
"Obviously, I used my right hand to absorb it. How could my left hand have such a situation?" Dean was confused. Suddenly, he thought of an explanation. Could it be that his left hand was necrotic, causing the cold absorbed by his right hand to pour into his left hand, but it was not digested by his left hand?
While he was guessing, the cold continued to seep out from his left hand, condensing into ice-like light blue crystal scales on the surface of his skin. Seeing this scene, his face was very ugly. If the cold penetrated from his arm, then the water in his arm was likely to have been stripped off, which was a great damage to the human body. Moreover, the water was likely to be stripped from the blood, which completely cut off the hope of treatment on his left hand.
"Damn it!" Dean gritted his teeth. Did he have to replace the prosthesis?
Even if it was a prosthesis, there was no way to replace it with the current technology, unless he transplanted someone else's arm.
He grabbed the quilt next to him and covered his left hand, hoping to reduce the speed of the condensation of the cold crystal. It would be better if he could melt the condensed cold crystal.
After covering the quilt, Dean rubbed the crystal scales on his left hand. He felt that the crystal scales were extremely smooth. After a moment of rapid rubbing, he suddenly felt something was wrong. There was no water vapor on the cold crystal. He reached out and pressed it. He was surprised to find that the crystal scales were slightly concave like flesh. Although the flexibility was far less than the skin, it was completely different from ice.
"This isn't ice?" Dean couldn't help but re-examine the crystal scales. He reached out and pinched it. If he used a little more strength he could pinch the crystal scales. It was a pity that he couldn't feel his left hand. Otherwise he could judge whether the crystal scales were closely related to his body or not.
Dudian immediately tried to bend his arm after knowing that the crystal scales were not hard ice. He found that his left hand was able to bend freely. It was not affected by the crystal scales. It didn't break like a frozen object.
"Could it be that the cold crystal energy in my body has mutated into a layer of scales on my left hand?" Dean's eyes flashed, "The appearance of special tissues in the body is generally a characteristic of senior hunters. When the potential of the magic marks is stimulated, the penetration of the human cell structure will become deeper and deeper, leading to mixing with each other. In some parts, some special tissues will be derived. Most of these tissues are the residual genetic information of the biological tissues that the magic marks had parasitized. Glenn should have such a special tissue, but she has hidden it."
"However, my magic marks have been stimulated for the first time and I have just become an intermediate hunter. The crystal scales on my left hand have nothing to do with magic marks. It was infected by something attached to the cold crystal. After all, the cold crystal is an unknown substance. It's too risky …" Dean was aware of his boldness. But it was meaningless to regret. His main purpose was to increase his strength and kill Linda. However, his body was unknowingly changing in a direction that he didn't know about.
The only good thing was that it was only his left hand that had an abnormality, not his whole body.
Dean continued to observe his left hand. He tried to move it gently. Although there was no feeling, but he immediately found that his left hand seemed to have recovered a lot. He could move it freely without any effort. Moreover, the shape of his arm was close to its original shape. The necrotic tissue and extravasated blood seemed to have been digested and disappeared without a trace.
"The material of the crystal scales is like the stratum corneum, but also like hardened biological glue. It is much softer than the hardened stratum corneum. Is it possible that the broken bones were glued together by this biological glue?" Dean touched his arm. He wanted to dissect it to dispel his speculation, but he held back. He was happy and worried at the same time. He was happy that his left hand didn't seem to be crippled. There was hope of recovery. He was worried that he had never heard that cold crystal could heal injuries. What if the crystallization of his left hand spread throughout his body in the future? How would he treat it?
At that time, could he still be regarded as a human?
"I have to prepare a bottle of fountain of life so that I can feel more at ease." Dean secretly thought. He took out a roll of gauze from the drawer and wrapped it around himself. At the same time, he decided to let Old Fulin inform the middle-aged doctor that he didn't need to come back for a follow-up visit.
"Five thousand points … According to the trading points of the dark church and the market price, it is equivalent to about twenty thousand gold coins. Moreover, only star-level alchemists can buy it. In this case, I need to spend at least thirty thousand gold coins to buy a star-level alchemist to help me buy it." Dean quickly calculated in his mind. He couldn't use formal means, so he could only use other illegal means. In fact, it wasn't a violation of the rules, but the acquiescence of the rules.
He fell on the bed and looked at the ceiling. He was lost in thought and unknowingly fell asleep.
The next day.
Dean had breakfast and was about to go to the dark church's branch. Suddenly, the butler brought news from outside. He looked at Old Fulin who was sitting opposite to Dean: "Master, someone from the 'Temple of Elements' has come to visit you. Do you want to see him?"
Old Fulin was surprised. He put down the newspaper in his hand and looked at Dean. His weather-beaten eyes flashed: "Call him up. I'll wait for him here."
"Yes." The butler respectfully retreated.
Old Fulin looked at Dean: "Are you going out? Stay here for now. This person is probably here to look for you. "
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