Chapter 739 – Genetic Defect

　　”He fainted?”

　　In the sky above Tokyo, the silver giant flying saucer was silently suspended above the clouds, and An Qingyu, wearing a white scientific research robe, was standing steadily at the very top of the saucer.

　　The howling gusts of wind high in the sky blew the corners of his coat hunting, his left hand was stuck in the pocket of his robe, his right hand was holding his cell phone, the bangs on his forehead fluttered with the wind as he gazed at the tiny metropolis under his feet, and his brows furrowed slightly.

　　”Yes, his body is a greenish gray color, his body is stiff as a rock, his temperature and heart rate are decreasing ……” Kyosuke’s uncle’s voice anxiously came from the other end of the phone, “What’s going on? Do you have any clue?”

　　Anqing Yu pondered for a moment and slowly closed his eyes up, starting to retrieve information related to the God-making experiment in his brain.

　　After seven or eight seconds, he opened his eyes.

　　”I probably know.” An Qingyu’s eyes gazed up, “During these ten years of experiments, the reagents that the Oracle had injected into him were all reagents that forcefully stimulated his potential, and his lifespan and vitality were crazily squeezed out by these reagents, so if it was a normal person, it was estimated that he would have to die a violent death directly if he was stimulated this way for three or four times.

　　But at the same time, the oracle had injected a large amount of reagents rich in life potential into his body, forming a delicate balance with the consumption of potential, and this balance was able to enhance his own ability in a stable condition under the reconciliation of the ‘king’s blood’.

　　However, this delicate balance is very fragile, as his body has become dependent on the reagent itself, and once he is removed from the balance created by 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 Kyousuke asked with a frown.

　　”To be precise, he can’t leave those two reagents for too long.” An Qingyu corrected, “During the years of experimentation, his body is no longer able to leave those two interacting reagents, if he wants to completely solve the situation, he must be directly remodeled from a genetic standpoint, feeding him that reagent will only cause him to fall deeper and deeper into it, and his lifespan will become shorter and shorter as well.”

　　”Genetic modification?” Uncle Kyousuke’s eyes lit up, “Can you do that?”

　　”Can.”

　　Before Uncle Kyousuke could rejoice, An Qingyu spoke again, “Through the data recorded in the God Creation Experiment, I can indeed reverse-introduce a reagent that is specifically designed for this kind of situation, but this process is very tedious, even I would need at least two days of time ……

　　But according to the situation you described, Yuzuri Takubai might not be able to last two days anymore.”

　　Uncle Kyousuke’s body shook.

　　”Then …… can you use some reagents first to temporarily stabilize his physical state? Aren’t you in [Pure Land] right now? Can you get a few bottles of that reagent out?” Uncle Kyousuke asked anxiously as if he had thought of something.

　　”It’s true that a portion of the gamma reagent that activates the potential was left in the lab, but there was no second reagent that was used to maintain the key to his vitality.” An Qingyu frowned and said, “If I’m not wrong, this second reagent is, in essence, a resistant virus, and the one who created it is the [Pure Land]’s No. 5 Oracle Envoy, the Sickness Plague.

　　Once this reagent is made, it quickly loses its effectiveness, so every time they make it again before injecting it, there’s no stock at all in [Pure Land].”

　　Uncle Kyousuke’s heart sank.

　　”That means …… if you want to get this kind of reagent, you can only go to the ‘Sickness Plague’?” His voice was a bit hoarse.

　　”Even if you look for it, he won’t be able to give it to you, he’ll only use it as blackmail, so that you and Yuzuru Takeru White will completely fall under their control.” An Qingyu’s mind was very clear, instantly seeing through the oracle’s intentions.

　　Uncle Kyousuke looked back at Yuzuri-Takibai, who had fallen to the ground, and a touch of bitterness surfaced on his face.

　　”But, I have no other way ……

　　Could it be that I should watch my own son die?”

　　”No!” The An Qingyu on the other end of the phone spoke again, “Perhaps, you don’t need to commit yourself to have the opportunity to get that reagent ……”

　　Uncle Kyousuke froze in place.

　　You don’t need to bend over backwards to have the chance to get the reagent?

　　Could it be that the Oracle could still give him the reagent of his own accord?

　　”What should I do?” Uncle Kyousuke asked as he thought that this young man had already usurped the entirety of the [Pure Land] with his own strength, and his heart settled down a lot.

　　An Qingyu stood on top of the silver flying saucer, looking up at the bright sky in the distance, the corners of his mouth rising slightly:

　　”You only need to ……

　　wait for the night to fall.”

　　Hokkaido.

　　A certain deep mountain.

　　Lin Qiye had three long knives hanging from his waist, his figure was like a ghost traveling through the dense forest, he looked down at the token in his hand and his eyes narrowed slightly.

　　This token, was the key to pass through Gu Yuan Liang Shu’s [Divine Seclusion], only by holding it in his hand could Lin Qiye find the hidden mansion tucked away deep in the mountains like he did before.

　　As the shimmering light of the token flickered, an ancient mansion appeared like a chameleon in the middle of the dense forest in the distance, appearing mysterious.

　　At the same time, Lin Qiye’s spiritual power finally sensed the existence of the mansion, he took the token back into his arms, stamped his feet on the ground with force, and hurriedly flew to the mansion’s front door, his knuckles knocking on the door.

　　Knock knock knock–!

　　With time running out, Lin Qiye knocked on the door loudly and sharply, and a moment later, the gate slowly opened from the inside.

　　The tall and lanky Gu Yuan Liang Shu, wearing a black robe and two black eyes that almost covered half of his face, was staring straight at Lin Qiye from behind the door.

　　”Knocking on the door so sharply, I thought a stern ghost had come to claim his life.” A stern ghost looking Gu Yuan Liang Shu saw that it was Lin Qiye standing behind the door and patted his chest as he said.

　　”Sorry, I’m in a hurry.” Lin Qiye smiled helplessly and stepped in, “Is the sword fixed?”

　　”It was repaired last night, come in.”

　　Furuhara Yoshiki looked outside the mansion and saw that there was no one else, so he closed the gate.

　　He swept his eyes at the [Rain Avalanche] on Lin Qiye’s waist and asked suspiciously, “Why are you carrying the [Rain Avalanche]? Where’s Amamiya Haruhide?”

　　”He didn’t have time to come, he lent me this blade.”

　　Lin Qiye didn’t waste too much time on this topic, and without waiting for Guhara Yoshiki to lead the way, he directly walked towards the open space before the mansion.

　　Furuhara Yoshiki shrugged and followed anyway.

　　A few minutes later, he took out a black box from inside the house and placed it in the center of the clearing.

　　He reached out and tapped the surface of the black box and said, “The sword is in here, and the soul of the sword has been refined, so open it and take a look.”