Thanks to the proficiency Lann developed in using countless Water Ghosts and Swamp Witches as materials, along with the precise self-anatomical diagrams provided by Mentos.
The Demon Hunter managed to peel open his chest skin all the way to the ribs with only two instances of vascular rupture due to a tangled distribution of blood vessels.
The profuse bleeding was visibly stopped by the cumulative potion power of three bottles of , causing the blood vessels to reheal.
So much so, even though Lann’s face was contorted in agony as he tore open a large gash on his chest.
Yet the blood loss from his body wasn’t even enough to soak his clothing, let alone drip onto the floor.
Amidst the slick pulsations of his heart, the fingers responsible for inserting the gene seed adjusted its position.
Placed the tumor between the thymus and the heart.
Disconnected the thymus’s original flesh connection and linked it with the gene seed’s blood vessels.
Lann’s body, with thrice the dose of , continuously took effect, the severed blood vessels slowly reconnecting.
The implantation of the gene seed required bridging surgery between the thymus and heart, now, in terms of numbers, it was halfway successful.
But both Lann and Mentos knew that this only counted as ten percent.
Because unlike the thymus, which lacks intense biological activity and mainly functions through hormone regulation.
A constantly beating heart pumps blood, and even if a single vessel is severed, under a Demon Hunter’s sturdy body, this hot blood could conservatively gush onto the beams.
For a normal person at rest, a single heart pump is about 70 milliliters.
But for a Demon Hunter, the total amount of one heart pump is at least 200 milliliters!
While the total volume of human blood is only about 4000 milliliters, Demon Hunters don’t differ much in overall weight compared to ordinary people, and blood volume is not much different either.
It means that 20 heart pumps are enough to drain a Demon Hunter dry!
This isn’t limb bleeding or bleeding from other parts... Lann must directly sever one of his heart vessels!
He must remain calm because tension accelerates the heart’s activity.
He must be precise and swift because, considering a blood loss of 1500 milliliters approaches a comatose state, he has less than ten heartbeats!
The knife was already pressed against the slick blood vessel.
Without a trace of hesitation.
Lann’s mouth was biting hard enough to bleed during the process of tearing off his own skin.
But from start to finish, his eyes and hands remained steady without a tremor.
Just like the statement Lann made to Bordeaux at his dying moment.
If he’s determined to handle the things he can’t stand, his outcome is no longer within his field of concern.
Life has been so complex and unpredictable, the living person today might be buried tomorrow.
If one wants to do the right thing yet incessantly valuing life and shying away from risk, isn’t that too cowardly?
Ever since Lann escaped from the Hell known as "Trial of the Grass," he’s decided not to shrink away from fear of outcomes in the coming life.
Human traffickers and their buyers must die.
His strength is decidedly insufficient.
But in his hands, there is power capable of reversing disadvantage.
The logic is already clear, and the determination is already distinct.
So what is there left to hesitate about?
The sound of the knife cutting into the heart vessel was silent, yet a burst of hot blood sprayed forth with enough force to create the sound of air splitting!
Just as Lann predicted, that burst of hot blood shot upward from his chest, half blocked by the Demon Hunter’s jaw, and the other half directly hitting the ceiling.
Leaving a large splash-like trail of blood from bottom to top across Lann’s left face.
That face twisted in pain, but the cat eyes beneath the blood were still as hard and cold as gleaming blades.
Even Mentos hadn’t expected that while severing his heart vessel, Lann wouldn’t even hesitate for a moment!
Once the vessel was cut open, it finally reacted, using its retinal projection to filter out the blood-red covering Lann’s cat eyes.
"Vessel cut complete! Connect it! Quick! Connect the gene seed!"
In Mentos’s loud, alarmed shout as if it had seen a ghost, the fingers entirely wetted by blood gently maneuvered the gene seed into the severed heart vessel.
This tumor had corresponding interfaces, and the heart vessel severed by Lann could perfectly match these connections.
It was like manually adding a tumor nodule to his heart vessel.
But the problem wasn’t resolved yet.
Under the violent pumping of the heart, Lann couldn’t complete vascular suturing.
The blood kept spurting from the crevices of the gene seed’s vessel interface.
", one bottle, ingest immediately!"
The corresponding situation was long within Lann and Mentos’s plan.
, unlike the continuous enhancement with , doesn’t act slowly or steadily.
Its potion power bursts instantly, bringing vitality that is slightly lesser in total but instantaneous in effect!
Its pure white potion is easily confused with the milky .
But now Lann felt a clarity like never before.
Without the slightest disorder, he grasped in his hand and poured it into his mouth.
Not one bottle, but two.
"With massive bleeding from the heart, the potion’s power would be carried away by the blood flow, one bottle isn’t enough."
In the midst of action, this Demon Hunter who personally severed his heart vessel could still calmly express his thoughts to his intelligent brain!
The potion began to take effect, bursting vitality alongside the toxin.
The simple finger-held connection of gene seed and vessel began to develop fibrous tissue at the top and bottom interfaces with the heart vessel.
These fibrous tissues rapidly grew and intertwined, forming a new vascular structure.
The fierce heart pump started getting restricted within the newly formed vessel.
A drop of blood fell, hitting the wooden floor of the inn, emitting a sound reminiscent of acid corrosion.
Three bottles of combined with two bottles of , the toxins Lann endured this time were even stronger than the plus from before!
The newly formed muscular tissue was rapidly fostered by massive vitality while simultaneously being eroded by a substantial amount of toxin.
"Sir, the new blood vessels have become quite resilient now, please release your fingers immediately, or your hand may be enveloped by the newly formed flesh."
Lann gently withdrew the finger adjusting the gene seed’s position from the gap in the ribs.
Next moment, the fragile muscle fibers began to reattach to his pale bones.
The flesh opening caused by was evidently more intense than due to battle.
The incisions were neat and small. After ingesting the potion, recovery even made the scars quite discreet.
Kneeling on the floor in a meditative stance, aside from the initial spurt of blood during the heart vessel cut leaving marks on the room’s ceiling and floor.
The remaining surgical traces were exceptionally sparse.
Blood-stained hands hang limply to the floor, with the blood’s toxins corroding the wood.
Emitting a "hiss" sound.
Now Lann’s face turned as pale as a corpse, along with pitch-black pupils, eye sockets.
"Surgery completed 90%."
Even the bio-intelligent brain at this moment conveyed a sense of tension relieving into its smart voice.
"Toxin removal, expected to need two bottles of ."
Mentos already relaxed, despite the toxins being more intense than in the human trafficker camp last time.
The main component now resides within Airetusa Academy, relying on abundant material support, completed the preparation of .
The detoxifying effect is much stronger than the basic .
Two bottles and surely one will feel relaxed.
However, just upon Mentos’s reminder, Lann remained motionless.
The Demon Hunter maintained his kneeling posture, head hanging low, with vacant eyes.
Mentos finally recognized something amiss.
"Sir? Please take the potion! Sir? What’s happening? What do you see...?"
Seemingly the link with Lann allowed Mentos to see something, it gasped loudly.
But swiftly, the cry halted.
Information began to flow.
Thymus linkage provided necessary hormone environment for the gene seed.
Cardiovascular linkage supplied nutritional blood to the gene seed.
Yet throughout these processes, exchange of substances brought forth those memories deeply embedded within the flesh.