"Uh--"
The scarecrow had just let out its first cry after being trapped in the hospital bed when it saw Lu Yuan turn and walk toward the uncultivated lawn next to the playground.
The lawn was covered in mud after the rain.
So the scarecrow's cry that had just sounded was abruptly cut off, and it could only blink its little red light eyes longingly.
However, Liu Yuan pulled the hospital bed toward the operating room, and Lu Yuan followed slowly behind.
Neither paid any attention to its little red eyes.
When they reached the reception hall, Liu Yuan turned to Lu Yuan and asked, "Boss, which operating room should we use?"
Lu Yuan frowned, Liu Yuan's question had really stumped him.
After all, Lu Yuan's operating rooms were always used for performing surgery on people and animals, he didn't have an operating room prepared for this kind of spirit creature yet.
Finally, looking at the pitiful little grass, Lu Yuan said, "Number six."
Liu Yuan was taken aback upon hearing this. Operating room number six...
Was the place Lu Yuan usually used to operate on himself.
Liu Yuan asked again, "Are you sure?"
Lu Yuan: "I'm sure, operating room number six."
"Do you need anesthesia?"
Lu Yuan looked at the little grass and said, "What anesthesia does a scarecrow need? No need for anesthesia."
"Okay."
Little grass: "..."
Because the scarecrow didn't have nerve endings and couldn't feel pain, there was no need for anesthesia.
Even if it was given, there was no place to inject it.
Liu Yuan took the hospital bed into the elevator, and Lu Yuan went to get his surgical tools.
Half an hour later, Lu Yuan, now dressed in surgical scrubs, entered operating room number six carrying his tool kit.
The operating room lights were on.
Behind his mask, cap, and gloves, Lu Yuan's eyes showed a hint of excitement.
The little grass lying in front of Lu Yuan, with its pair of little red eye-like dots, had become dim and faded.
Lu Yuan put up a curtain around the scarecrow's neck - his final humanitarian gesture toward the scarecrow in front of him.
This was going to be an extraordinary surgical experience.
After about a few minutes, the little grass had completely opened itself up to Lu Yuan.
As Lu Yuan had anticipated, simple organ structures had already formed inside the scarecrow.
These organ structures looked like slightly thicker straw stalks. Based on how they moved, Lu Yuan could vaguely discern their functions.
First, the scarecrow didn't have a heart, nor did it need one, since it didn't have blood.
It did have a liver, but it was most likely not for detoxification, but to filter pollutants from the air.
In this day and age, the livers of all creatures, including humans, had undergone mutant evolution.
It was precisely because the mutant evolved liver's detoxification function had been greatly enhanced that humans were able to survive in the world after the nuclear winter.
Next was something resembling intestines and stomach, but the scarecrow definitely didn't use this organ to digest food.
Lu Yuan observed it carefully for a while.
He even took a basin of pig's blood that he had prepared and placed it on a stool, putting one of the scarecrow's hands in it.
Soon, the blood soaked in pig's blood began to decrease slowly, and slight changes occurred inside the scarecrow as well.
Standing next to the operating table, Lu Yuan watched intently, without even blinking once during the whole process.
After the intestines and stomach were some other strange little parts, none of which Lu Yuan overlooked.
The surgery lasted a full three hours, over two hours of which were Lu Yuan observing.
When the surgery finally ended, Lu Yuan was in a quandary.
How should he suture these wounds...
Lu Yuan thought for only two seconds before the answer came to him.
He plucked some straw from the scarecrow and used 502 glue to seal the places he had cut open.
Throughout the process, Lu Yuan kept an eye on the scarecrow's eyes, the two little red dots.
If the scarecrow showed any abnormality, he would immediately stop what he was doing.
But the scarecrow, soaking its arm in the basin of bloodied pig's blood, didn't seem to have any problems at all.
On the contrary, it had a comfortable, content expression the whole time.
Until Lu Yuan finished sealing its wounds, its blissful gaze never changed.
Seeing this, Lu Yuan didn't disturb it either. He let out a breath, cleaned up his tools, and sat down on a chair in the operating room, sinking into contemplation.
As Lu Yuan contemplated, he gently massaged his temples.
The scarecrow was the first spirit creature Lu Yuan had dissected. The rarer and more unusual the species he dissected, the more advanced and complete the medical and biological knowledge he obtained.
This time, what Lu Yuan got was--
"Comprehensive Introduction to Clinical Genetic Medicine..."
"Complete Analysis of Biological Genetic Locks..."
"Full Theoretical Stages of Modifying Biological Genetic Encoding..."
"Application of Heteromorphic Genetic Encoding in Clinical Biology and Medical Fields..."
"Initial Glimpse into the Genetic Code of Super Intelligent Creatures..."
In an instant, Lu Yuan obtained knowledge spanning five medical and biological related fields!
And they were all genetics disciplines!
At that moment, Lu Yuan only felt like his head was about to explode!
Countless streams of information burst out from the depths of his mind. Each stream contained a huge, complex amount of information, making Lu Yuan feel like something was trying to drill its way out of his brain!
"Ah--ah--"
Gradually, the splitting headache exceeded Lu Yuan's limit to endure. Low groans of pain erupted from his mouth, as if he could lose consciousness at any moment!
As time passed, the scarecrow on the hospital bed gradually noticed the scene here.
At first, the scarecrow only tried to make small movements to test Lu Yuan's reaction.
Soon it realized that no matter what it did, Lu Yuan remained in a state of extreme restraint, without any response.
Gradually, the scarecrow became bolder.
With nothing restraining it after getting on the operating table, the scarecrow easily tumbled off.
Its two little red dot eyes blinked rapidly as it hopped and skipped to the operating room door.
Passing by Lu Yuan, the scarecrow's actions clearly became very careful. When Lu Yuan's body shook violently, it immediately spread its arms and stood at attention like a scarecrow.
That's right, it was pretending to be an inanimate scarecrow again.
But soon, the scarecrow realized Lu Yuan was in no mood to care about it at all.
So it boldly walked past Lu Yuan to the operating room door.
Before opening the door, the scarecrow seemed to notice Lu Yuan's discomfort.
Its two little red dot eyes blinked, and it tiptoed back to the operating table. It picked up the basin, now with very little blood-soaked pig's blood left, and brought it over next to Lu Yuan.
The scarecrow wanted to try putting Lu Yuan's hand in like Lu Yuan had done to it earlier.
But it couldn't move Lu Yuan's hand.
The scarecrow was just a spirit adept at mental attacks and manipulating territorial rules. In close combat, it was useless.
Otherwise it wouldn't have been subdued by Lu Yuan with just three mud balls initially.
Seeing it couldn't do the same thing to Lu Yuan, the scarecrow's little red eyes in its sockets rolled around. Its straw mouth stretched into an arc.
The next second, the scarecrow picked up the icy cold basin of pig's blood and lifted it over Lu Yuan's head...
It was just about to pour it when it lowered its head, and its two little red dot eyes met Lu Yuan's, who had just lifted his head from the chair.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
