"He fainted?"

Above Tokyo, a giant silver flying saucer was quietly suspended above the clouds. An Qingyu, wearing a white scientific research robe, was standing steadily on the top of the flying saucer.

The howling wind in the sky made the corners of his clothes rustle. He had his left hand in the pocket of his robe and his right hand holding a mobile phone. His bangs fluttered in the wind. He stared at the tiny city below his feet and frowned slightly.

"Yes, his body is blue-gray, his whole body is stiff as a rock, his temperature and heart rate are decreasing..." Uncle Kyosuke's voice came from the other end of the phone anxiously, "What's going on? Do you have any clues?"

An Qingyu pondered for a moment, slowly closed his eyes, and began to search his brain for information related to the god-making experiment.

After seven or eight seconds, he opened his eyes.

"I roughly know." An Qingyu's eyes became serious. "During the past ten years of experiments, the Oracle injected him with reagents that forcibly stimulated his potential. His lifespan and vitality were madly squeezed by these reagents. If he were a normal person, he would probably die directly after being stimulated like this three or four times.

But at the same time, the Oracle injected a large amount of reagents rich in life potential into his body, forming a delicate balance with the consumption of potential. This balance, under the coordination of the 'Royal Blood', can enhance his own abilities under stable conditions.

But this delicate balance is very fragile, because his body has become dependent on the reagents themselves. Once he is out of balance between the two reagents for too long, his body will automatically begin to collapse..."

"In other words, he can't leave the Pure Land for too long?" Uncle Kyosuke asked with a frown.

"To be precise, he can't stay away from those two reagents for too long." An Qingyu corrected, "After years of experiments, his body can no longer stay away from these two interacting reagents. If we want to completely solve this problem, we must directly transform him from a genetic perspective. Blindly feeding him those reagents will only make him sink deeper and deeper, and his life span will become shorter and shorter."

"Gene modification?" Uncle Kyosuke's eyes lit up, "Can you do it?"

"Can."

Before Uncle Kyosuke could be happy, An Qingyu spoke again, "Through the data recorded in the god-making experiment, I can indeed reverse-engineer a reagent specifically for this situation, but the process is very cumbersome, even for me it will take at least two days...

But according to what you described, Yuuri Takishiro may not be able to hold out for two days."

Uncle Kyosuke's body trembled.

"Then... can we use some reagents to temporarily stabilize his physical condition? Aren't you in the Pure Land now? Can you get a few bottles of that reagent?" Uncle Kyosuke asked anxiously, as if he had thought of something.

"There is indeed some γ reagent left in the laboratory to activate his potential, but there is no second reagent that is key to maintaining his vitality." An Qingyu frowned and said, "If I am not mistaken, this second reagent is essentially a resistance virus, and the one who created this virus is the fifth oracle of [Pure Land], Disease Disaster.

Once this reagent is produced, it will lose its effectiveness quickly, so they make it before injection every time, and there is no stock in the Pure Land. "

Uncle Kyosuke's heart sank.

"In other words... if we want to get this reagent, we can only go to 'Bingzai'?" His voice was a little hoarse.

"Even if you find it, he won't give it to you. He will only use it as a threat to make you and Yuri Takishiro fall completely under their control." An Qingyu had a clear mind and saw through the oracle's intentions in an instant.

Uncle Kyosuke looked back at Yuuri Takishiro who was lying on the ground, and a bitter look appeared on his face.

"But I have no other choice...

Are you going to let me watch my son die?"

"No!" An Qingyu on the other end of the phone spoke again, "Perhaps, you don't need to compromise to have the opportunity to get the reagent..."

Uncle Kyosuke stood there in a daze.

A chance to get the reagents without having to compromise?

Could it be possible that the oracle would take the initiative to send the reagent to him?

"What should I do?" Uncle Kyosuke asked, feeling relieved when he thought about how this young man had single-handedly usurped the entire Pure Land.

An Qingyu stood on the silver flying saucer, looked up at the bright sky in the distance, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly:

“You just need to…

Waiting for night to fall."

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Hokkaido.

Somewhere deep in the mountains.

Lin Qiye had three long swords hanging on his waist, and his figure moved through the dense forest like a ghost. He looked down at the token in his hand, his eyes slightly narrowed.

This token is the key to pass Furuhara Ryoki's [Kamisama]. Only by holding it in his hand can Lin Qiye find the secret house hidden in the mountains like before.

As the token glowed, an ancient house appeared in the dense forest in the distance like a chameleon, looking extremely mysterious.

At the same time, Lin Qiye's spiritual power finally sensed the existence of this house. He took the token back into his arms, stomped his feet hard on the ground, ran quickly to the gate of the house, and knocked on the door with his knuckles.

Boom boom boom——!!

Time was running out, and Lin Qiye knocked on the door loudly and urgently. After a moment, the door slowly opened from the inside.

The tall and burly Furuhara Ryoki was wearing a black robe and had dark circles under his eyes that almost covered half of his face. He was staring at Lin Qiye from behind the door.

"You're knocking on the door so fast, I thought it was a ghost coming to take my life." Furuhara Ryoki, who looked like a ghost, patted his chest and said so when he saw that it was Lin Qiye standing behind the door.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry." Lin Qiye smiled helplessly and walked in. "Is the knife repaired?"

"It was fixed last night, come in."

Furuhara Yoshiki looked outside the house and seeing that there was no one else there, he closed the door.

He glanced at the [Rain Beng] on Lin Qiye's waist and asked in confusion: "Why are you carrying [Rain Beng]? Where is Amamiya Haruki?"

"He didn't have time to come. He lent me this knife."

Lin Qiye did not waste too much time on this topic. Without waiting for Gu Yuanliangshu to lead the way, he walked directly towards the open space in front of the house.

Furuhara Yoshiki shrugged but followed.

A few minutes later, he took out a black box from the house and placed it in the middle of the open space.

He reached out and knocked on the surface of the black box, saying, "The knife is in here, and the knife spirit has been refined. Open it and take a look."

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