Chapter 134 Slime Adhesive... (approximately)



I should ask Sheng about it later.

The things I swindled from the sword demon weren't anything special; they were mostly miscellaneous items like coins, bottle caps, marbles, ribbons, and tattered silk ribbons. I don't know what the point of him collecting these things was, but I just put them all back in his possession.

Before proceeding to the next step, I paused for a moment, gazing at the ruins of the buildings surrounded by hurried greenery.

Up close, few intact buildings remain. It's as if a once glorious and civilized metropolis has been transformed into a desolate wilderness in a single day. The surrounding forests, seemingly existing since ancient times, are incredibly dense and continue to encroach on the already limited sky overhead, making the gray-blue sky appear even darker.

The sunlight seemed to have lost its warmth that gave people confidence and hope, and it fell thinly, leaving only a few desolate beams that covered the surface of things with a pale veil.

In the distance, a column of dark black smoke could be vaguely seen rising, whether it was a torch lit by someone or the remains left behind when monsters fought and collided.

I couldn't hear the giant rats up close; they were probably all killed by the aftershocks of the battle.

Sheng and the others haven't arrived yet. It's possible that the underground passage was affected, forcing them to take a detour.

There were no birdsong, no insect chirping.

The only sounds were the faint breathing of the wounded around me and my own exhausted panting.

Everything was as silent as if it were dead.

I sighed and refocused my thoughts, which had been scattered by the wind.

The muscle pain had been there for a long time, but the massive depletion of magic power had been relieved. My senses had also been enhanced, allowing me to be constantly aware of my surroundings even when I was distracted, so at least I didn't have to worry about being attacked unexpectedly.

I examined the wounds on the sword demon's body again.

It's a bit of a shame there's no [liquid life] here, and I don't know any healing spells. I should have been gentler with that last blow; otherwise, I wouldn't be struggling with this madman's wound on the side now. Although there's no immediate risk of death or infection, it's hard to say what will happen next. In any case, my combat strength will definitely be reduced for a while.

I can only make a preliminary judgment based on the limited medical knowledge I have learned on my own.

The wedge cannot be moved yet; we have only cut off the thin, flowing tendrils on it, for fear of accidentally touching something that could cause massive bleeding or organ damage.

Without heated scissors and clean gauze, there's no way to bandage it.

It was as if we were temporarily stuck in a stalemate, and I could only look at the wound that was temporarily sealed by a wedge and scratch my head in frustration.

To seal...to seal the wound...a wound sealed with a wedge...

A certain flash of inspiration, like an electric current, shot through my spine.

That's right! Since we can't temporarily heal such a huge wound, and we can't just move the embedded wedge, why not simply change the shape of the wedge and use it as a filler? It's just a simple change to the sealing structure, and it doesn't even require complex alchemical knowledge or complicated materials.

The wedge, which is itself woven and combined with magic, can also be seen as a transformation of magic. With restrictions on absorption, replenishment and conversion set up inside, as well as hidden spells, there is no need to worry about it losing its form after escaping my control, thus causing the organs to be exposed. At the same time, it can also become a hidden bomb under my control when necessary... There should be another verification method here to prevent it from being influenced by others.

Do it as soon as you think of it.

I drew out a wisp of magic from my body, causing it to quickly weave into three bundles that intertwined. Then, I carefully injected it into the wedge that was still in existence, using the same magic as the core and main body, and slowly changed the shape of the wedge little by little.

This operation is a bit difficult. Because it is a delicate operation that I am trying for the first time, it is easy to make a mistake if I am not careful. Therefore, I am extra careful when I try to change the shape of the magic, for fear that I might accidentally use the wrong force or use too much force.

The unconscious bastard frowned several times and groaned, making my heart jump. I paused my actions and observed carefully for a moment before daring to resume.

With my continuous efforts, the golden wedge dissolved like mercury, but instead of collapsing and sinking, it became like some kind of soft gel, carefully embedding itself into the layers of muscle, connecting with blood vessels, nerves, and even the completely blocked magic circuits, thus reforming them into a whole.

Then, I adjusted its color to make it appear flesh-colored, and curiously reached out to touch my creation a couple of times.

...It can be said that there is almost no difference between it and the original body. When you press it, there is a slight tactile feedback. The muscles are simulated to have the same basic hardness and toughness as other parts. If you can not feel the small amount of magic hidden inside, it is almost like the original.

The nature of this strange thing suddenly reminded me of Pupu, whom I had always left in my miniature garden as a waterbed for leisurely naps.

However, there should still be some differences between it and the Pupu. For example, the liquid inside a slime is corrosive, while this substance, which is purely made of magic, does not have the problem of internal fluid leakage, because it simply doesn't.

But who knows how it will change over time? As long as it works now, that's fine. We can always fix it later if necessary.

In the slight euphoria of the experiment's success, I prepared to withdraw my outstretched hand...

It feels a bit strange.

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