"Is your illness really not a problem? Your blood keeps flowing, but your body indeed isn’t fit for combat," Lin Anna said worriedly.
"No worries, I’m just a ship doctor."
Zhu Zhengwei said, "Helping you heal, planning your path to beco stronger."
I am responsible for conducting human experints, researching ways to enhance combat power; you are responsible for fighting, it’s a win-win.
He ca here originally to study the Seventh Level thod; fighting was never his goal.
Lin Anna was very excited, assigning roles among the crew, such as support, long-range output, and various logistics.
"Next, you can pursue what you want to do, but maintain the habit of training... nothing is as powerful as a habit!" Zhu Zhengwei was too lazy to manage their lives, only responsible for experints and data analysis, like a rigorous scientist.
"Then I’m going to save my hotown!" she shouted.
Ten years have passed.
The entire ship beca famous throughout the southwestern seas.
Her combat style was shocking, refreshing the era’s perceptions.
No matter how severe her injuries, she’d be as lively as a dragon a few days later; it turned out there was a ship doctor for treatnt and a logistical team for service, just like a famous boxer with an extrely professional support team!
She fought her battles without fear of injury, so her combat power improved rapidly.
Many strong people began to imitate her, starting to recruit practitioners of Zhu You techniques who were proficient in healing.
Unfortunately...
Impossible to find!
The steady support and consistent output were not jokes.
That day, she said, "What should we do next?"
Zhu Zhengwei thought for a mont, "Go to the Fairy Forest, to the Tree of Life, and cut off a branch from the Ancient Tree of Life for my great use!"
"What?"
Lin Anna looked shocked, her pupils wide, "You’re crazy, that’s the core territory governed by the Twelve Ancestral Witch Countries; they enslave the fairy tribes fundantally. If we invade there, we’ll be hunted by the biggest country in this world!"
Even those surrounding the Twelve Ancestral Witch Countries, the Eight Hundred Kings, only talk about it and have never dared to truly offend that terrifying mythical empire.
No one wants nine Golden Crows flying over their lands, destroying everything.
Simply put, those Eight Hundred Kings lack the fiery passion of revolution but are plenty eager to profit under the guise of rebellion!
In any era, strong n always deceive the people and never consider their welfare...
"No worries, no one will catch us," Zhu Zhengwei reached out to touch her face, as if a breeze caressed her.
Then he took out a mirror.
"Who is this?" Lin Anna’s face changed; in the mirror was another person.
"This is my ability," Zhu Zhengwei’s years of experintal research have not been in vain.
His hands can already modify cell structures, akin to a plastic surgery scalpel, a life modification tool.
Indeed.
This is the effect of his Seventh Level microscopic Spiritual Power, but most Seventh Level individuals couldn’t possess such terrifyingly detailed Spiritual Power and computational ability.
Each second, millions of cells are individually modified... which individual life can’t possibly handle.
"What exactly is this?" she exclaid in surprise.
"This is the Qin Hundred Refining Techniques I created, nad: Divine Sect," Zhu Zhengwei smiled.
Back in the Old Days, that civilization from the genetic sanctuary opened the door of life and genes, and I developed this application using their genetic cell technology.
"With this ability..."
Lin Anna looked excited, being naturally restless, standing at the ship’s bow waving a flag, yelling mindlessly:
"Let’s do sothing big; I heard there’s a huge slave auction held once every three years at the Tree of Life... I’ve long been displeased with them, let’s go rescue our kin while we’re at it!"
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