Stronger with Crimson Modifier

Chapter 472: Chapter 368: Resistance and End [2]

A chaotic consciousness slowly coalesced.

’Where am I? Right, I was undergoing the new awakening ceremony.’

Meng Hao’s consciousness gradually returned.

He slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was a black, sheet-metal ceiling.

For a moment, a trace of confusion flickered in his eyes.

But in the next instant, he remembered his current situation.

Before this, he had just turned fourteen and successfully passed the registration screening.

Afterward, he and the others were taken to a massive factory complex.

There, someone had sprayed a puff of white gas in his face.

Instantly, before he could even react, he lost consciousness, his mind growing groggy as if he had fallen into a deep, dreamless sleep.

Recalling all this, Meng Hao became instantly wide awake.

He subconsciously tried to move, to sit up.

But just as he did, a violent tearing sensation shot through his neck, as if countless sharp needles were stabbing him.

At the same time, he realized he was drenched in sweat. His clothes were soaked through and clung tightly to his body, and he felt utterly weak.

However, this terrible state didn’t last long.

As the seconds and minutes ticked by, strength began to slowly return to his body.

At the same time, the pain also subsided slightly.

Just then, the sound of footsteps approached and stopped beside him.

Meng Hao turned his head and saw a Young Man in a white lab coat standing there, his hands in his pockets.

"I..."

He tried to say something.

But because of the wound on his neck, even uttering a single word was hoarse and incredibly painful.

"Your wound hasn’t fully healed yet. Don’t be in a hurry to speak."

The Young Man—Lu Hong.

He sized up Meng Hao, a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"Interesting. I thought you were dead. I didn’t expect you to pull through."

Hearing this, Meng Hao’s heart tightened.

It was only then that he suddenly noticed a person lying on an iron bed not far away.

The person was lying in a pool of blood, which dripped down the side of the bed and formed a dark red stain on the floor.

Their body was motionless, their head completely gone, leaving only an empty neck. The scene was exceptionally horrifying.

The sight made him jump in fright.

As a result, he accidentally pulled on his wound, the pain causing his facial muscles to twitch and his complexion to turn deathly pale in an instant.

"These people failed the transplant and had a rejection reaction, so they died. You don’t need to be afraid.

You, on the other hand, have successfully completed the transplant. You can be considered an official Evolver."

Lu Hong explained with a faint smile.

At the same time, he recalled the time when Hu Qi transplanted Wild Beast organs into him.

Back then, all three of them had survived.

He had originally thought it was simple.

But once he started performing the operations himself, he realized just how difficult it was.

Naturally, Hu Qi couldn’t personally handle every single transplantation and Rune cultivation. After all, it would be too much of a waste of his time.

He had spent some time writing a book specifically on transplanting Rune organs and taught it to others. Lu Hong and Lu Shan were among his students.

Although the knowledge in the book had been simplified as much as possible, it was still abstruse and difficult to understand for people like them, most of whom were illiterate.

Fortunately, Evolvers were different from ordinary people and had extremely strong learning capabilities, so they quickly mastered the technique.

However, even after they learned, accidents were still inevitable during the transplantation process due to the peculiar placement of some Rune organs. Coupled with post-transplant rejection, this led to a persistently high mortality rate.

Out of ten people who underwent the transplant, having even one success was considered quite good.

This was only because Evolvers themselves could manipulate Ethereal Wanderers for efficient hemostasis; otherwise, the death toll would be even higher.

Such a terrifying mortality rate.

Even if people knew about it, it still couldn’t stop their enthusiasm to participate.

Simply because becoming an Evolver meant becoming superior to others.

They were willing to take the risk, all for that slim chance.

And Meng Hao was one of only two survivors out of the dozens of people Lu Hong had operated on.

Of course, Meng Hao had no idea what Lu Hong was thinking. Feeling the pain in his neck, his face twitched as he looked at Lu Hong before him.

A strange thought suddenly popped into his mind: ’If only I could transfer my injuries away.’

The idea came out of nowhere, without any warning.

He was just dismissing his own thought as ridiculous.

But something he never could have expected happened the instant the thought formed.

Lu Hong, who had been standing calmly to the side, suddenly let out a muffled groan.

Immediately after.

His head tilted to one side, and a gash, as if cut by a sharp blade, opened on his neck. Blood instantly spurted out.

It all happened too suddenly, without any warning.

Lu Hong’s expression changed drastically. In a flash, he shot back from his original spot, putting distance between himself and Meng Hao, reappearing ten meters away.

He scanned his surroundings warily but found nothing.

Fortunately, although the wound was not small, he had the physique of a Tier Three Peak Evolver.

It didn’t cause him any significant harm. Within just a few seconds, it had already begun to heal, and the bleeding stopped.

Lu Hong’s eyes were filled with a mixture of alarm and anger.

But he hadn’t detected any sneak attack.

He couldn’t help but feel bewildered.

However, just then, he saw that Meng Hao, who had been lying on the iron bed, had somehow sat up.

Some color had even returned to his previously pale face.

"Sir, are you all right?"

Seeing Lu Hong’s gaze fall upon him, Meng Hao couldn’t help but ask cautiously.

Upon seeing this.