A Gold Core fragment could support about 20 failed experiments on living aborigines on average. When another fragment turned into ashes on the blackened and swollen aborigine wailing on the stone bed, it also turned into nothingness in the forceps in his hand. Zhang Lisheng sighed and muttered with a frown, "Immunity? Looks like it's still a matter of immunity.
I should be able to succeed after slightly adjusting the TUH's emergency intensity. "
He had said the same self-comforting words countless times. After that, he spent several dozens of minutes in front of the stone table that served as a test table and carefully used an automatic straw to measure strictly according to his new idea. After concocting a new potion, Zhang Lisheng walked to the door of the treehouse and shouted, "Another brave one, come in!"
The instant the young man's words left his mouth, the curtain was immediately lifted. A young foreign world's aborigine walked in respectfully with his head lowered.
At this time, the sky had already turned dark, and there was no torch in the treehouse. For this reason, the aborigine's eyes could not adapt at once, so he blinked hard, trying to identify the Raider's position so that he could kneel down. However, Zhang Lisheng had already smashed his spine with a palm and wiped out his consciousness.
Then, the young man turned around and threw this living experimental subject, whose body was trembling slightly, onto the stone bed briskly and locked it up with four retractable chains. Then, he skillfully used a scalpel to cut open the muscles on the aborigine's back, revealing the white spine.
Picking up a pair of medical forceps to break the bone, Zhang Lisheng turned around and walked to the stone table. From the metal container containing the Gold Core fragment, he used a pair of bright silver forceps to pick up a new fragment.
After carefully studying the small stone that was emitting an imperceptible brilliance under the extremely dim light of the bark house, Zhang Lisheng returned to the stone bed reluctantly and placed the Gold Core fragment into the broken opening of the aborigine's spine with a pair of forceps.
At the same time, his other hand injected a tube of stabilizer that he had just prepared into the artery of the experimental subject.
In an instant, the young aborigine who was originally dying suddenly began to howl in pain. He struggled violently, and very soon, the skin of his body began to be flushed with blood. Countless thick greenish-black blood vessels that looked like earthworms began to appear.
Zhang Lisheng looked at everything with a blank expression, quietly waiting for the experiment results.
More than ten minutes later, when the native warrior had swollen to more than two meters tall, its roar gradually weakened. An extremely disappointed look could be seen in the young man's eyes. The accumulated resentment had already reached a certain limit as he shook his head in frustration. "Why did I fail again? Why did I fail again?!
Don't tell me that I've gone in the wrong direction of optimization … "He angrily took out the Gold Core fragment from the experimental subject's body, only to realize that he had actually pulled out an elastic, slender meat line from the aborigine's body with a pair of tweezers.
Such a situation had never occurred in other experiments. The young man was stunned. When he took a closer look, he found that the meat thread was actually attached to the tiny Jindan fragment and was brought out.
Zhang Lisheng immediately recalled that this might be a sign of cell acceptance. With a jolt, he hastily and carefully placed the fragment back into the broken spine of the aborigine warrior. After hesitating for a while, he gently let go of the tweezers. From then on, the experiment could only continue irreversibly. The only thing he could do now was to wait and see what would happen.
After a while, the body of the aborigine that had swollen to its limit began to fester slowly. When the rotten tissue left the body surface, it would immediately turn into black dry powder and disappear.
Fortunately, the aborigine warrior did not completely collapse like the previous experimental subjects. After howling for two to three hours, by the time the howling finally turned into a soft moan, he slowly calmed down and fell into a deep sleep amidst the moan.
This sleep lasted for a long month. When the aborigine warrior opened his eyes again, he realized in a daze that he was actually soaking in a cold pool naked.
The pool was dug in the center of a spacious treehouse. It was three meters wide and more than 20 meters long. The pool was covered with stone slabs and had a depth of about two meters. The water gushed out from the underground spring, but it was still not full.
By the side of the pool, a Tudenan woman who was taking care of the young aborigine warrior soaking in the water looked at him in confusion. Immediately, she jumped up from the edge of the pool in pleasant surprise and rushed out of the treehouse.
"He's awake! Chief Turaru is awake! He's awake …" The tanned and ugly native woman reported the news that the first warrior who had successfully received the Raider's gift ceremony had already woken up from his long coma to the chief choresman of the tribe.
Very soon, the news was sent to Zhang Lisheng's ears layer by layer.
A week ago, Zhang Lisheng, who had already consumed all of the Jindan fragments in his hand and transplanted a total of nine comatose plant-like aborigines, was anxiously waiting for the result. When he learned that there was an experimental subject who had woken up, he immediately ordered to summon this extremely lucky aborigine warrior without any delay.
Under the Raider's order, a few minutes later, the young aborigine appeared devoutly in front of him wearing a brand-new leather armor.
He crouched on the ground and praised with a slightly trembling voice, "Great Raider, you're the supreme faith in my heart. I'm willing to become your spear forever and conquer the most powerful enemy for you and sing the most devout hymn for you."
"Young believer, since you've acknowledged me as the supreme faith in your heart, it looks like you've already felt the spellcasting power that I've bestowed upon you." Zhang Lisheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the animal skin, did not know that the aborigine kneeling in front of him had gained those abilities after transplanting the Jindan fragments, and pretended to be dignified as he said.
"Yes, yes, Great Raider. Although that ability is simply an unparalleled magical power for us mortals, it's as natural as moving my hands and feet when I use it now.
Not only that, but I also feel that my body is filled with endless strength. I feel that I can simply pull out the thickest giant tree in the jungle and strangle the most ferocious beast with my bare hands now. " After the tempering of the 'gift ceremony', the young aborigine warrior had already regarded himself as the most devout believer of the Raider. For this reason, when faced with the living faith in his heart, he would say whatever he had to say.
"Is that so?" Zhang Lisheng laughed heartily as he stood up from the animal skin. At this time, Tugra, who was by the side, immediately presented a feather tactfully with both of his hands.
The young man picked up this bright and beautiful feather and inserted it into the young aborigine's head. "I've been waiting for the moment when you can tell me your name personally for so many days. What's your name, believer?"
"Turaru. My name is Turaru, Great Raider!" The aborigine warrior replied with a surge of emotions.
Zhang Lisheng nodded. "Turaru, you're now the chief Tudenan warrior who's been personally inserted with a feather.
In a while, Tugra will prepare your subordinates for you. After that, you'll bring them and show the extraordinary power of my gift in front of the tribesmen. In other words, it's a military exercise. "
"Yes, Great Raider! I'll definitely let all of the Tudenan tribesmen understand your unpredictable power!" Upon hearing the Raider's order, Turaru stood up and slowly retreated together with the tribal headman.
Looking at the two disappearing figures, Zhang Lisheng, who was left alone in the treehouse, immediately became excited. Pacing back and forth excitedly, he muttered to himself, "It's a success! The transplant is really a success!
Now that one of them has woken up, the probability of the remaining eight to wake up has increased by many times! This is great … "
Clenching his fists tightly, the young man paced around the house for a while and gradually calmed down. When he heard the sound of the horn resonating, he calculated that it was about time and strode out of the treehouse.
Outside the house was the extremely spacious open space in the center of the ring-shaped tribe. At this moment, the Tudenan tribesmen who stayed in the tribe were looking at the ten native warriors riding on the back of the giant purple spiders, who were connected by more than ten tree vines that were continuously stretching out in the air, charging towards a battle formation composed of 100 elite warriors.
Even though it was one against ten, they still had the upper hand. The ten warriors who were blessed by sorcery and holding round-headed long wooden sticks in their hands only needed to charge forward to completely crush the enemy's battle formation.
At this time, Zhang Lisheng, who had just put down the curtain, could see that the green vines that were constantly squirming and stretching between them were not real at all but lifelike phantoms.
However, even though the vines were illusory, their effects were truly huge. Like the blood vessels and meridians in the human body, they condensed the ten native warriors led by Turaru into a single entity, allowing them to share their strength and life force. Naturally, they had a great advantage when they were practicing and charging into the formation.
Watching from afar, Turaru roared after gaining the upper hand. "This is the magical spellcasting power that the Great Raider has given me!
Chief Aitura, let alone 10 against one, even if it's 100 against one, as long as I have the protection of the Raider, I can also do it … "Seeing Turaru's heroic performance, Zhang Lisheng had a satisfied smile on his face and became speechless for a long time.
By the time the ten native warriors had knocked down all of the 100 opponents, he suddenly turned his head to look at the Tudenan aborigines who had already made a kneeling posture, wanting to prostrate and praise the Raider's unfathomable power, before instructing loudly, "Tugra, let Turaru lead 100 warriors and try to charge at the 1,000 opponents."
"Yes, Raider!" Tugra was stunned for a moment before hastily ordering the deployment. Very soon, 100 elite warriors gathered densely around Turaru.
'Toot toot toot …' The sound of the huge beast horn resonated once again. The warriors who were surrounded by the tree branches and vines began to attack the enemy that was ten times their size without any fear at all. At once, giant spiders ran amok in the open space as strange cries filled the air.
Unfortunately, perhaps because there were too many branches this time, not only did the tree branches and vines' phantoms that had turned into light green become much more blurred, but their ability to connect their strength and vitality was also much weaker. Not only did the 100 people team led by Turaru fail to break through the enemy's battle formation, they were trapped in it instead. After defeating one to two hundred opponents, they were completely defeated.
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