Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 78 78. The operation begins

Lan En answered the little girl's question without raising his head.

"Because you are brave and kind, loyal and smart, you can stand up to the traffickers, and you can also give your food to children you have never met. You don't really believe it, do you?"

Now Lan En didn't even look back, but he seemed to have seen Aaliya's flushed face at this time.

The little girl was entering a state of excitement because of the unstinting praise from a "great knight".

But then his expression froze in a state of astonishment.

"No, isn't it?"

Aaliya asked nervously and expectantly.

Lan En's answer was as crisp and clear as ever.

"The primary reason is your helplessness, Aria."

"I can guess how you came here, and I can also guess that this world is very different from the world you grew up in."

In the conversation and busyness, the cat's eyes met the little girl's gray eyes for the first time.

"Both killing and saving people require a reason, but you have no reason in this world, Aria. Because this world has nothing to do with you."

"Until I established the connection between you and the world. Human relations and material foundation. Wellen is a dangerous place. If you act alone, there is a high probability that it will not end well."

"On that basis, your kindness in sharing food and your bravery in stabbing the trafficker will be part of the consideration."

"So I think that the work carried out with your assistance will be safer than Arethusa, which is huge but has complicated forces. It will also be safer than the Velen countryside, which has a simple power structure but is rampant in danger and discrimination."

The little girl, who looked frightened because of the sudden instructions, gradually calmed down in the orderly and trusting words.

Trust is a cheap thing, but trust that has been logically analyzed can be relied upon.

It is also an acknowledgment for those who have been entrusted with trust.

"I-I understand, sir!"

Immediately, Aaliya opened the door, took a few deep breaths, and walked to the restaurant downstairs.

Lan En's keen hearing could detect it, and she was muttering quietly as she walked.

"The first kind. The second kind. The third kind."

It sounded like he was reciting some list under his breath.

again and again.

Arya once told Lan the characteristics of her family sigil, the direwolf.

The demon hunter could feel that this little girl who was being encouraged and focused, indeed had the tough and stubborn "Blood of the Running Wolf".

The room has been cleared to create a clear space.

Lane didn't prepare alcohol and fire like he did for Bernie's surgery.

The physique of witchers makes them almost immune to illness, and simple bacterial infections cannot harm them.

If you pour a bottle of magic potion down, the bacteria will be poisoned faster than the witcher cells.

Lan En took off the High Bear School armor one by one, leaving only the leather breeches on his lower body.

The surgical knife set glistening under the candlelight had already been unfolded and laid flat in front of him.

Lan En slowly knelt down in a meditative posture.

"We finally got it together, Mentos."

The Witcher's meditation method can adjust the mental state, and temporarily speed up the absorption efficiency of magic medicine and physical control to a certain extent.

Now Lan En's movement of pulling out a surgical knife was even smoother than his frighteningly steady swordsmanship!

The palm of his hand reached into the alchemy leather bag and touched the unusual high-strength tank again.

The cat's eyes stared at the active sarcoma - the gene seed - suspended in the nutrient solution.

Mentos did not respond to Lan En's small talk because it was completely devoted to assisting in the surgical process.

"Please open the tank."

This is the first step of the surgery.

Mentos couldn't guarantee that Lan En would have the willpower to complete the complicated action of "opening the can" when he ripped open his own chest alive.

Therefore it must be done in advance.

"Ka-"

The palm of his hand slowly unscrewed the luxurious bottle cap engraved with squiggles, but during the movement, it suddenly made a strange sound like ice.

The meditative state of Maoyan Gujing has no waves.

"Mentos. It was not an illusion just now."

"The phenomenon has been analyzed and reported to the main body: the bottle cap does have a weak icing effect, but the ambient temperature has not changed."

"The situation is in unknown territory. Do you want to continue the surgical process?"

It will freeze even if the temperature does not change.

This outrageous phenomenon would make even a warlock feel numb!

But Lan En just looked at the jar in his hand and put the surgical knife on his bare chest.

It was only at this moment that Mentos briefly left the assistance state.

"Lan En."

The tone of the biological brain is no longer stern rejection.

It knows what kind of determination the subject has, and it also knows that during this journey, it has never really experienced one before!

Even once! Successfully pull the subject onto the path he thinks is right!

The decision made by a human being out of his own consciousness and belief is not something that a biological brain can control.

So at this moment, Mentos just asked in a stronger tone: "Are you sure about the operation progress?"

Lan En didn't respond.

Because the tool has started to press down.

Skin, subcutaneous fat, muscles, and the tissues blocking the chest were peeled off layer by layer by the owner of the body himself!

His body was tightening, and the pain even made Lan En's body tense up to the point where his muscles were congested!

Under the meditative movements that should be still and comfortable, every muscle strip of the demon hunter is now tumbling to hold up the skin!

Lan En didn't shout, because there was no silence magic here, so he couldn't shout.

He just gritted his teeth with a calm expression and continued to cut!

Mentos projects a mirrored version of the subject's anatomical structure on the retina and reflects the surgical status in real time.

"If you accidentally touch a blood vessel, the bleeding will worsen. Please take the magic potion [Swallow]."

The orange-red potion slid into the throat, and through the created chest opening, one could even see the muscles moving to assist the esophagus in swallowing.

Because there was only the primary [Swallow] formula, Lan En had to drink three bottles to ensure the hemostasis effect.

A large amount of toxins crawl up the cheeks along the blood vessels and accumulate in the eye sockets. The pain of the potion itself simply didn't matter at this point.

Continuous recovery from the injury has allowed the blood vessels to heal, and now the bleeding caused by the surgery is so small that it doesn't even resemble a chest opening.

But in the meantime, Lane had to cut those fast-growing openings again.

Finally, when the painful cold sweat had accumulated in a pool under his body, the surgical knife scratched his ribs.

Lan En's cat eyes narrowed slightly and began to expand the part in contact with the bones.

Although the sarcoma is large, the flesh is elastic.

The moment Lan En fished it out of the jar, the gene seed seemed like a living thing.

It actually started to twitch the blood vessels around it like bacteria dancing with flagella!

Out of the preservation environment, its activity is plummeting!

I don't know why, but Lan En felt this inexplicably.

The surgical plan that Mentos and Lane worked out together did not include a sternotomy, because they could push the sarcoma directly through the gap in the ribs.

Although Lan En didn't know whether the sarcoma would be damaged by this, since it is an enhanced organ of some kind of super soldier, it is a conservative estimate.

It should be okay to at least take one punch, right?

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