The Most Satisfied Reincarnate

When Desmond realized there was progress in his class, he glanced at the 'Felix's blood in his human form' with dilated pupil. Over the years, he was already frustrated as he couldn't enter the realm of 1st class mage; thus, upon seeing there was a ray of hope, his hand grabbed the white tube without hesitation and stared deeply at the calm red blood within.

"System, run a virtual experiment using my body that has been injected with Felix's untransformed blood as the main data," he muttered regretfully while putting down the tube back into the table.

Although he was eager to immediately inject the blood, he still needed to stay calm and think rationally. Nothing good will happen if done in a hurry. 

Logically there would be no sane person who would inject strange blood or even animal blood into their body without research or benefits.

It was better to be careful than sorry; that would be a joke if his body suddenly became a monster.

[Starting the task...]

[Using the Host's energy to construct the virtual body...]

The moment the notification showed up on his view, as always Desmond could feel a part of his energy suddenly vanish or to be precise sucked by the system. The feeling was like one strand of his body hair was suddenly pulled out.

[Fetching Felix's blood data from the host's brain...]

[The target data has been acquired!]

[The main material has been constructed!]

[Conducting the experiment....]

Upon looking at the notifications where there was no progress bar or estimated time, Desmond feels this would take a long time to finish.

In the moment of waiting, he began to examine the room and saw many cauldrons lined up neatly with some of them were empty while the others had many variants of the wolves' blood within.

"Unfortunately, those blood are useless for me. Only dragon blood and their subspecies have a reaction to my body,"  The past few months have already taught him a lesson about the blood on his body.

Before creating a syringe, he used to consume those blood using a traditional way, directly pouring blood into his mouth. However the blood he poured only had the size of a very small dot, the rest was given to the guinea pig.

The reactions he got were dizziness, nauseous and other uncomfortable feelings. Even worse, there was no increment or additional skill added to his stats! Not even an increment of energy as the system said previously!

With the newly discovered fact that the flying lizard blood affected his progress, he concluded that the blood other than dragon-related species did not benefit him.

While Desmond pondered, his gaze suddenly stopped and landed on a certain cauldron, a cauldron with green blood from Husk King beast, the king among the wolves in the beasts race within.

As Desmond gaze lingered on the blood within the cauldron, the system automatically scanned the target, showing detailed information about the blood,

[

Name: Husk King Blood

Grade: Rare

Purity: 99%

Information: The blood from the mighty king among the wolves species on the beast race, namely Husk King. Despite its smaller body, it was the leader and the alpha among the pack. There is no experiment or related research telling about the benefits of Husk King Blood.

]

Upon reading the information, an idea suddenly flashed on his mind. He then proceeded to call one of his subordinates using magic messages while looking at the custom-made syringe with many thoughts

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Meanwhile, outside Desmond's mansion, on the other mansion where the subordinates live with a training ground in the middle of the frontcourt.

A man in his thirties with his short brown hair was seen, carrying a tray with a plate full of white and chilling cream.

He looked in a hurry as he flashed the training ground and immediately arrived at the other side of the lake, in the mansion where the girls lived.

Standing in front of the gate, the man looked up and slightly bent his body forward while also lowering his head," Greetings, I've brought the ice cream for the young lady,"

His tone was stern and calm but very respectful and polite as if he would be meeting with a king. He looked like a person who was fully committed to his job.

"The young lady has approved, you can give me the plate," At that moment, a pleasant and mature voice was heard coming from inside the mansion.

The mansion's gate suddenly opened as a root of a tree was seen forcefully pulling the gate in four sides. At the same time, a young woman dressed in white maid clothes with deep crimson hair tied in a ponytail came to greet his view.

Her delicate feature stood tall in front of the middle-aged man as her big limeade eyes sized up the ice cream on the plate.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Ken," The young woman spoke with her lips slightly curled up upon seeing the loyalty and the respect emitted from the middle-aged man, Ken.

"Please don't exaggerate, Miss Laura. Compared to what the young master had done to me, this is nothing," the middle-aged man, Ken, raised his head and looked at the young woman.

"I'm happy to serve young lady and young master, even if they want me to die,"  He added and spoke with a solemn expression. Simoultatnesly, his mind began wandering with many memories flashing on his mind.

In those images, he was chatting happily with a middle-aged woman, while beside her, a girl around seven years old was seen pouted and shouting at him. He really looked so happy at those images as he smiled broadly and laughed.

Laura gazed at the absent-minded Ken with complicated. She has heard what happened to him or to be precise because he was the only person who decided to always fulfill every request from her young lady, she couldn't help but be curious what was his background.

She wanted to console him but there was no word came out from her mouth. After a few moments, Ken regained his sense and politely handed the plate on the tray.

"Farewell, Miss Laura," After handing the plate, Ken turned around without waiting for her answer. His mood was instantly ruined upon remembering those memories; now he just wants to be alone.

"Farewell Mr.Ken, I hope for your best," Laura shook her head and looked at his back in sadness. He had no goal, the revenge already fulfilled, the only hope he would stay alive depended on her young lady and young master.

Laura, where is Ken?

Suddenly a strange voice sounded on her mind, freaking her out for a moment before realizing it was her young master's voice.

Laura was surprised that her young master knew Ken and even personally asked about him upon hearing the familiar name.

I received no response from him , Desmond continued.

Mr. Ken was with me a while ago. He left after completing the task. Is there anything you need from him? Laura replied. Only after confirming her young master really asked about the same person, she gave a reply.

Told him to come to my room, I have something specials that might change his entire view about this world.

At first after hearing those words, she was confused but then her mind suddenly linked with the accident where her young lady and Felix fell unconscious a few hours ago.

In addition, Felix was naked at that time. Her imagination began to astray, she immediately shook her head to disperse the strange thought and then called Ken.

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This story is written by DragonKnov & Published on NovelFull

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