The bio-beast egg, which had seemed like a dead piece of matter for so long, was finally alive!
It radiated an astonishing, intense heat, and the Zhenqi identical to that within Qin Fen’s body snaked out like a chain, locking directly onto his Danzhong acupoint.
The Zhenqi inside his body surged like a wild bull, dragging the bio-beast egg inward toward his skin.
The bio-beast, like a leech finding a wound, was also writhing, inching its way beneath Qin Fen’s epidermis.
The moment the bio-beast egg entered Qin Fen’s body, it behaved like a sprouted seed. Countless delicate, nerve-like filaments began to grow and spread rapidly along his meridians.
At that instant, countless crimson lines appeared across Qin Fen’s skin—these were the bio-beast egg distributing its synthetic nerves.
Du Hen watched the distribution process of Qin Fen’s bio-beast egg, his eyebrows knitting together once more. He had never witnessed such a bizarre distribution pattern from a bio-beast egg.
As a General commanding real power in the military region, his understanding of bio-beast eggs naturally surpassed that of a low-ranking soldier like Qin Fen.
The bio-beast, theoretically, was a living organism devoid of any conscious thought; furthermore, in its initial stage, it lacked any actual physical form of its own.
When the most rudimentary bio-beast eggs undergo integration, they typically only release a few meridian-like lines. These lines fuse with one, or several, of the host’s existing meridians, making the user’s life force more tenacious and better suited for harsh environments, while also enhancing the host’s combat capabilities.
When a mid-level bio-beast egg merges with a host, it usually releases a dozen or so vein-like patterns that integrate with the host’s corresponding dozen or so meridians.
Moreover, the meridian patterns released by a mid-level bio-beast are significantly thicker and sturdier than those from a low-level one.
For high-level bio-beasts, upon integration with the host, they can release nearly a hundred filamentary lines resembling meridians, fusing with the host’s corresponding pathways.
Compared to the meridian lines released by mid-level bio-beasts, those from a high-level bio-beast are even more robust.
Du Hen found it strange. The meridian lines released by this young man’s bio-beast covered almost every single meridian in his entire body. This capability exceeded that of a high-level bio-beast, bordering on the hypothetical pinnacle—the perfect bio-beast.
However, despite this comprehensive coverage of his meridian system, why wasn't there even a single notably thick synthetic meridian? Describing these lines as "delicate" felt like an overstatement for such widespread coverage.
Du Hen calculated that even the thickest of these synthetic meridians was likely only one-fifth the thickness of an ordinary human hair. It seemed as if even the light impact of a falling leaf could shatter sections of these nerve pathways.
Such extensive coverage with such fragile filaments? Du Hen couldn't comprehend the mindset of the creator of this bio-beast egg.
Excessively prioritizing coverage while completely disregarding the tensile strength of the delicate meridians—ignoring whether the synthetic pathways could withstand the vibrational stimuli generated through interaction with the host's actual meridians.
For a bio-beast egg like this, Du Hen could only offer one assessment: an extremely paranoid craftsman had created something that looked beautiful on the surface but was, in reality, a completely useless piece of junk.
Qin Fen had no time to spare for Du Hen’s thoughts. He felt as if his entire body were about to ignite. The synthetic meridians of the bio-beast were not only spreading throughout his torso but also saturating his entire head, neglecting no area, not even his eyes, ears, or nostrils.
Blood was boiling. Bones were screaming. Organs within him were groaning. His soul was trembling.
Qin Fen had experienced too much in this single day; it felt like more than the eighteen years he had lived.
Every powerful beat of his heart resonated outward, as if a small drum were gently tapping against the world.
At this moment, the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill raged within him.
At this moment, the Zhenqi of the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill seemed to have truly transformed into a legendary divine dragon soaring toward the nine heavens!
Power—power surged through his blood, bloomed in his marrow, and roared in his muscles. Qin Fen finally understood why his opponents utilizing bio-beasts were so formidable; the bio-beast acted like a nuclear reactor, ceaselessly stimulating the potential growth within the body.
Du Hen, however, felt none of Qin Fen's excitement. A cold sneer played on his lips. He felt both admiration and amusement for the designer of this bio-beast egg.
The integration of a bio-beast egg with a human body has always carried immense risk.
In the current era, simply spending a fortune to acquire a bio-beast egg does not guarantee successful use.
Integration is an exceedingly perilous undertaking.
Integration is often referred to as passing through the gates of hell.
If the integrator’s physical strength is insufficient, their mental fortitude weak, or their mastery over power below a certain threshold, they often meet a violent end—their body exploding during the process.
Yet, this young man’s bio-beast completely lacked the tremendous mortal risk that integration should entail. Although the synthetic meridians spread with great speed, they did so with astonishing precision and care, consistently suppressing the danger to the absolute minimum.
It could be said that Qin Fen was the individual among all bio-beast integrators who faced the least risk during the process.
However, this very lack of risk struck Du Hen as profoundly foolish.
A bio-beast is not merely an auxiliary combat tool; it is also a means to stimulate latent human potential.
In this world, aside from diligent daily cultivation, sudden enlightenment, or rare chance encounters, there is no easier path to breakthrough than pushing oneself to the brink of death.
While the integration of a bio-beast involves immense danger, it also presents a confluence of peril and opportunity. Anyone who survives the initial stage of integration, even without advancing their inherent star-level strength, will invariably gain a significant power boost.
A success like this, achieved without shock or peril—while the designer protected the integrator’s life—was this not also a form of excessive indulgence? Over-protection caused the user to lose a chance for true advancement.
“Failure, failure, failure,” Du Hen shook his head repeatedly. This was the most flawed bio-beast design he had ever encountered.
To reduce the safety risk to such a low level and spread the synthetic meridians to this extent, Du Hen had to concede that the designer was undoubtedly a genius. But this genius, in his view, had strayed in the wrong direction.
If one possessed such skill, why not design something with a higher integration difficulty and greater danger? Reduce the number of meridians, but expand the remaining synthetic pathways to the maximum limit the user could possibly bear.
Such a design was the current mainstream direction for bio-beast creation.
Once all the synthetic pathways were laid out, the bio-beast egg within Qin Fen began to change again.
Du Hen stared intently at Qin Fen’s chest, curious. What would be the design prototype and resultant ability of a bio-beast created by someone who designed such garbage?
Threads of light began to shoot out from Qin Fen’s chest. This was the projection that every successful bio-beast integrator experienced, serving to inform the user of the bio-beast’s design prototype.
The light slowly coalesced, and Qin Fen’s bio-beast prototype finally appeared.
Du Hen had witnessed many strange things in his life, but few had ever left him stunned into silence. Today, the projection of the bio-beast within Qin Fen truly made Du Hen freeze in place.
A chrysalis.
A chrysalis—or rather, a colossal chrysalis.
Low-level bio-beast projections were typically only the size of a human head.
Mid-level bio-beast projections were usually the size of a washbasin.
High-level bio-beasts usually produced projections ranging from half a person’s height up to over a meter tall.
Yet, Qin Fen’s projection towered three meters high!
A massive chrysalis shimmering with iridescent light floated high above the two men’s heads, seeming as if it were born from chaos, like Pangu before he cracked open the primordial egg.
Magnificence. Du Hen had never seen anyone design a bio-beast egg to such an opulent degree.
Whether it was the comprehensive coverage of the meridian system by the synthetic pathways or this nearly ostentatious projection, everything exuded a splendor beyond words.
Gazing at the enormous chrysalis, Du Hen finally spoke, “What capability does the received information tell you it grants?”
Qin Fen shook his head blankly. “Nothing…”
“Is that so?” Du Hen was skeptical. His eyes sharpened in an instant, piercing straight into Qin Fen’s, possessing a penetrative force that seemed capable of seeing through everything.
“Nothing,” Qin Fen slowly affirmed again.
“Is that so?” Du Hen remained unconvinced, yet he couldn't confirm whether Qin Fen was lying.
In this world, not only a young man who had just entered the Meteor-level strength, but even a mature Comet-level master, under the scrutiny of the Seven Stars Immortal Thunder Heart-Inquiry Sight, could lie without displaying any outward anomalies.
“Yes,” Qin Fen nodded once more.
“Hmph.” Du Hen let out a faint, cold snort and turned toward the door, walking out. After waiting so long, he had ended up with a piece of garbage bio-beast egg.
This result extinguished any desire he might have had to question the designer.
Qin Fen walked to the door and closed it. Only after confirming Du Hen had departed did he let out a long breath, his heart hammering wildly.
Du Hen’s sight was terrifyingly potent. If it weren't for the progress he’d made in psychology under Instructor Hao, if he hadn't coincidentally advanced to the Meteor-level, and if the bio-beast hadn't provided some assistance, he truly might not have been able to withstand that gaze just now.
Qin Fen approached the bathroom and turned on the shower, washing the grime from his body while replaying the terrifying encounter with Du Hen.
The bio-beast hadn't been entirely silent as he claimed. Information had indeed entered his mind.
“God-Demon Body Bio-Beast, initial capability evolution, others unknown…”
“God-Demon Body, God-Demon Body.”
Qin Fen massaged his scalp with his fingertips, which were covered in shampoo, constantly pondering what the bio-beast’s God-Demon Body might entail.
According to the bio-beast data released by the Federation, the name [God-Demon Body] didn't exist at all. It must be another novel creation designed by Lin Liqiang.