69novels Chapter 100 Next time, get some divine blood.
Chapter 100 Next time, get some divine blood.
Chapter 100 Next time, get some divine blood.
Umbrella School Laboratory.
Li En pushed open the door and walked in, his eyes immediately drawn to the lab table.
A body riddled with bullet holes was strapped to it.
His skin was grayish-white, his abdomen had been neatly cut open, his ribs were spread apart, and his dark red internal organs were exposed under the fluorescent light.
Two sharp canine teeth were pulled out and placed on an alcohol swab on a nearby tray, their tips still bearing dried bloodstains.
Banner and Connors stood on either side of the lab bench, one operating a centrifuge and the other placing glass slides into a microscope.
Li En did indeed inquire about the vampire's whereabouts these past two days.
He investigated the intelligence network of the Mainland Hotel, the street informants of the Green Dragon Gang, and even the informants under Brock's control, but he got nothing.
He was planning to go to the downtown area in a couple of days to try his luck at some of the well-known underground bars.
Unexpectedly, Frank caught a live one while on patrol.
He walked to the lab bench and looked down to observe.
The vampire's stomach had been completely opened, exposing his stomach, liver, and intestines.
The dark-colored heart in the chest cavity contracted slowly and weakly for about thirty seconds.
Between contractions and expansions, the shattered tissue at the edge of the bullet hole is visibly healing again, and new granulation tissue is emerging from the edge of the wound, intertwining with each other like worms.
This vitality is much stronger than that of zombies.
The zombies stopped completely when their brains were pierced, but this guy's brain was turned into mush by the bullets, yet he was still alive.
The vampire's eyes suddenly moved.
His grayish-white pupils slowly slid down from their angle towards the ceiling, finally meeting Lee En's gaze.
Li En met those eyes, and there was no fear, no anger, and no pleading in his pupils.
Hunger is simply driven by instinct.
He didn't disturb the two busy teachers. He stood there for a moment, pondered, and then took out a silver coin from his pocket.
With his index and middle fingers pinching it, and a slight flick of his wrist, the thin edge of the silver coin grazed the exposed skin of the vampire's calf.
A thin, long wound immediately appeared.
The vampire suddenly opened its mouth, and the scream it emitted was extremely penetrating.
At the same time, wisps of white smoke rose from the wound on his calf, and the skin edges turned black and ulcerated at a visible speed.
The ulceration continues to spread outwards, as if something is devouring healthy tissue from the wound.
Li En immediately pulled out a vibranium dagger from the spatial storage, pressed the blade into the gap of the knee joint, and with a twist and a flick, dislocated the entire lower leg from the joint.
The severed leg fell onto the tray.
The once-solid calf muscles were smoking and dissolving, turning into pus and blood.
In less than a minute, only a pool of dark red, viscous liquid remained in the tray, not even a trace of bone was left.
If the limb hadn't been amputated decisively, this vampire would most likely be dead.
Even a mere scratch from the edge of a silver coin can cause a chain reaction of ulcers to spread throughout the body in a very short time.
This level of restraint is a bit outrageous.
This commotion attracted the attention of the two teachers who were busy with their own tasks.
Banner walked to the tray first, looked down at the pool of pus and blood, then looked up at the still twitching vampire limbs on the operating table, took off his goggles and rubbed his nose.
"I just did a comparative test with silver powder." He wiped his fingertips, which still had silver powder residue on them, on his work clothes, his tone carrying a clear sense of frustration.
"Silver can indeed cause devastating damage to vampire cells."
"If the contact area exceeds a certain threshold, the cell membrane will undergo irreversible dissolution within seconds."
"No known biological model can explain this process."
Connors nodded in agreement, picking up where he left off, his tone even more direct than Banner's.
It's not that it's "difficult to explain."
"Physics, chemistry, biology—none of these disciplines can explain it."
"Elemental silver is inert at room temperature and should not undergo such a violent chain reaction with organic matter."
"This is not science."
Li En understood what the two people meant.
Vampires possess extremely powerful self-healing abilities.
A bullet can pierce the brain and heal it; internal organs can be exposed to the air and nothing happens; limbs can be dislocated and still twitch.
But this kind of powerful and unreasonable mutation ability can turn into a puddle of pus in a very short time just because a piece of silver scratches the skin.
This can no longer be defined by weakness or defect.
This is a destructive restraint that is written into the very foundation of logic.
The only explanation is "magic".
"Where's the garlic?"
"I've tried it, it didn't work." Connors shook his head.
"But ultraviolet light is very effective; within three seconds of direct irradiation, epidermal cells begin to melt."
"The intensity is roughly equivalent to a burn from being splashed with concentrated sulfuric acid, reaching the subcutaneous tissue."
"Continuous irradiation for more than ten seconds will cause the muscle layer to lose its structural integrity. The dissolution path is different from that of silver, but the lethality is about the same."
Banner added from the side, "This kind of vampire blood isn't worth studying; it's too flawed."
"It is afraid of silver and sunlight. Its internal organs regenerate much slower than its skin—it is several orders of magnitude slower than the Dragon Blood Potion, and it is not even in the same league."
Connors continued, his tone shifting from an objective report to a mixture of regret and excitement.
"But don't legends always feature things of ancestral origin?"
"That kind of guy in the movies called Dracula or something—ancient, purebred, unafraid of sunlight, unharmed by silver, and able to transform into a bat."
He reached out and poked the two pulled canine teeth next to the tray with his finger.
"This guy can't even transform, so he probably doesn't have any high-level bloodline."
"If we could get a blood sample from a progenitor-level vampire, even just a single drop—the upgrade path for the Dragon Blood Potion would be completely different."
As soon as he finished speaking, Connors took out a gleaming silver scalpel from the drawer under the control panel.
The blade is extremely thin, and the edge is plated with a layer of high-purity silver.
He walked to the lab table and gently sliced the vampire's neck with the blade.
The movement was almost exactly the same as when Li En used the silver coin to scratch his calf earlier.
The scalpel sliced through the skin, leaving a thin line.
Then the thin line began to widen, its edges turned black, and the ulceration spread to both sides along the carotid artery and trachea.
A few seconds later, the wound had expanded from a thin line to cover the entire cross-section of the neck.
The grayish-white skin melted into liquid, the tracheal cartilage was exposed and then quickly dissolved, and the carotid artery ruptured but little blood flowed out.
Blood begins to deteriorate before it even comes into contact with air.
In no time, the entire head detached from the neck, rolled to the edge of the lab table, swayed in the air for a moment, and then landed on the ground.
The severed sections of the head and torso simultaneously turned into pools of pus and blood, which flowed down the drain of the experimental table.
On the operating table, only an empty skeletal outline remained, the skeleton itself continuing to melt, with fine bubbles constantly emerging from the blackened surface of the bones.
"The level is too low, it's meaningless." Connors tore the glove off his fingertips and casually threw it into the biological waste collection bin next to him.
There was no disappointment in his tone; instead, there was an irrepressible excitement.
"But I never expected that such creatures actually exist on Earth. First aliens, and now vampires."
He looked up, the light almost blinding, and stared straight at Li En.
"When are you going to get me some divine blood?"
Li En's lips twitched.
Then he noticed Bruce Banner standing next to him, whose eyes lit up noticeably when he heard about the divine blood.
In the eyes of scientists, all dark creatures, aliens, and gods are merely samples to be processed on the experimental table.
The only difference is the sample number and the sampling difficulty.
"There should be opportunities in the future," Li En replied.
It's estimated that the Meow God will descend soon.
We'll go and get some of his blood to test it out.
However, if a god loses his power, is he still a god?
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