Chapter 203 - 127: Hell and Heaven

Chapter 203: Chapter 127: Hell and Heaven

Half-human, half-snake. Chen Shang felt he knew exactly what that was.

Logically speaking, his current physical body had absolutely nothing to do with that mythical entity. Tracing its lineage back, it should belong to Count Black Crow’s ancestral line, which might have produced a few Wizards if he was lucky.

However, one of the sub-projects of Ancient Possession could gather the power of ancestors that had never come to pass... and those unfulfilled divergent paths were highly likely influenced by his own self-awareness.

Therefore, in Chen Shang’s subconscious, this particular branching path had actually manifested.

It was perfectly normal for the database to be blank. That entity was a creature of myth; this world couldn’t possibly possess her Life Information.

But he really wanted to shout and ask if they could explore this a bit deeper. He might also have a giant ancestor who wielded an axe... If they could simulate his Life Information, it wouldn’t be unacceptable either.

Furthermore, there should also be figures like the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. Chen Shang was, after all, a genuine Descendant of Yan and Huang...

Of course, these were just wishful thoughts. Even if the Life Information of those almighty figures were truly simulated, Chen Shang’s fate would only be exactly like that of the unfortunate Giant Dragon—he would instantly explode.

Yvette instinctively sensed that this genetic divergence was highly unusual. After studying it for a long time without figuring it out, she could only attribute it to the possibility of some sort of genetic mutation occurring in Chen Shang’s ancestry.

She patted the outer shell of the pod and called out to the surrounding researchers. "Forget it, let’s not worry about it too much. The plan is confirmed. We’re going with the Pure-blooded Race route. Get ready to begin."

The moment the metal hatch closed, Chen Shang felt the world compress into a single sliver.

Lying in the gel, he watched the Runes above him light up one by one. The pale golden glow pierced through his eyelids and into his pupils. He slowly closed his eyes, focusing on his Inner Vision Consciousness Sea.

His Main Magic Spring lay quietly dormant, while the Repulsive-Attractive Dual Force Model hung above it like a silver-gray net.

Yvette’s voice drifted in from outside the pod. Muffled by the metal and gel, it sounded like a dull thud coming from underwater.

"Preparing for Spiritual Power connection. What’s the baseline reading?"

"The Sea of Consciousness has a total capacity of three hundred and forty-two units, with seventy-eight units currently available," a researcher reported.

Chen Shang’s heart stirred. The last time he tested his Spiritual Power, it was only 158. It seemed that although the Black Wizard’s Spiritual Attack had crippled his Sea of Consciousness, it had also unexpectedly expanded it by quite a margin.

"Depth of the fissures?"

"Zero point three millimeters. The density of the foreign Spiritual Power at the edges exceeds the standard by four times."

"What about the cracks on the Crystal Core?"

"Seventeen cracks. The deepest one is already approaching the Source Core."

Yvette clicked her tongue. "His injuries are worse than I thought. Activate the Spiritual Power stabilization array. Secure the residue in his Sea of Consciousness first so they don’t dart around during the surgery."

The pod vibrated slightly as Chen Shang felt a gentle force pressing in from all directions, as if an invisible giant hand were cradling his Sea of Consciousness. The Black Wizard’s Spiritual Power residue was pressed back to the edges of the fissures, no longer writhing.

"Phase one: Extraction." Yvette’s voice rang out again. "I will delve into your Sea of Consciousness with my Spiritual Power and tear the Black Wizard’s residue from the fissures. This process will be extremely painful."

Chen Shang didn’t speak, only took a deep breath. An unfamiliar wave of Spiritual Power pierced through the top of his head, plunging into his Sea of Consciousness like a red-hot iron rod. His entire body tensed, and his fingers dug deep into the gel.

Yvette’s Spiritual Power accurately pinpointed the first piece of residue. The black, shattered-glass-like substance was embedded in the deepest part of a fissure, its edges having sprouted tiny tentacles that pierced into the barrier of his Sea of Consciousness.

"Found it," Yvette said calmly. "Residue number one. Volume is zero point two cubic millimeters, depth is zero point two millimeters. Preparing for extraction."

Chen Shang felt her Spiritual Power transform into a pair of pliers, gripping the edge of the residue and pulling it outward.

The tentacles were yanked out of the barrier one by one. Each one felt like a nail being pulled out, accompanied by faint tearing sounds.

Those sounds echoed deep within his Sea of Consciousness. Along with the tearing came an explosive, searing agony radiating from the fissure, as if someone were gouging his brain with a knife. He clenched his jaw, not uttering a single sound.

The residue was pulled out in one piece. Yvette’s Spiritual Power enveloped the black fragment and withdrew from his Sea of Consciousness.

"First piece, successful. Foreign Spiritual Power density decreased by three percent."

"The second piece is deeper, at zero point three millimeters, with a volume of zero point three five. It’s larger than the last one. Get ready."

The pliers delved in once again. This time, the residue was located deeper, with even more tentacles. As Yvette pulled, Chen Shang felt as though his Sea of Consciousness was being ripped open from the inside. The intense pain caused his body to twitch uncontrollably.

Five deep gouges were left in the gel by his clawing fingers as his body began to tremble without restraint.

The second piece, the third piece, the fourth piece... Each one was deeper, larger, and had more tentacles than the last.

By the time she reached the seventh piece, Yvette’s Spiritual Power had to tug three times before finally yanking it out. With each tug, a fresh wound was torn open in Chen Shang’s Sea of Consciousness.

Chen Shang felt like he was about to pass out.

"Seventh piece, successful. Foreign Spiritual Power density decreased by twenty-one percent."

Yvette paused. "Chen, are you still conscious?"

"Conscious... Absolutely fine!" his voice squeezed through his gritted teeth.

"Very good." A hint of an imperceptible smile laced Yvette’s voice. "The fluctuations in your Spiritual Power have dropped below twenty units. An ordinary person would have fallen into a coma long ago at this value. It seems your willpower isn’t bad, either."

Chen Shang said nothing. Thanks to the trait extractions from various aspects, his base stats had always been very well-rounded.

"The eighth piece, which is also the last. This one is the largest and is located at the very bottom, almost clinging to your Crystal Core. Pulling it out might crack the Crystal Core, so I need you to cooperate with me."