I built the Black Tower City in Sumeru.

Chapter 30: The Lonely Old Woman, Falushan.

On the other end of the communication, Black Tower remained silent for a long time.

"abnormal."

"This is a top-tier freak who transcends galaxies and even dimensions."

Black Tower gritted his teeth and said, "Don't let me catch him, or I'll make him pay!"

Nguyen Mai hung up the call and walked to the window.

She gazed at the glittering nebula outside the window, her slender fingers gently tracing the glass.

"It can bypass my senses to take things and accurately locate my private space..."

"This technology is very interesting."

Meanwhile, Chen Bo in Xumi was looking at the lottery items with great satisfaction.

He was completely unaware that he had already been given the title of "top-tier cross-dimensional freak" on the Black Tower Space Station.

"Achoo!"

Chen Bo rubbed his nose and muttered, "Who's talking about me? Is it Dolly trying to talk about profit sharing again?"

Chen Bo had previously stored all the junk files in the system space.

However, this time Chen Bo took out all of Ruan Mei's belongings and neatly placed them on the bed.

Chen Bo mainly wanted to see if these things had any special effects and whether they were made of any precious materials.

So Chen Bo carefully observed, touched, and smelled it.

Those embroidered shoes were small and exquisite, with lifelike plum blossoms embroidered on the satin surface.

Those close-fitting silk garments emitted a very faint fragrance.

The light blue cheongsam felt cool to the touch, like caressing a piece of warm jade or touching some delicate skin; the texture was quite pleasant.

"System, tell me honestly, did you go to buy goods while people were taking a shower? These clothes are obviously worn." Chen Bo asked in his mind.

The system is frozen and not responding.

However, no response is also a response.

I've confirmed that these clothes are comfortable to wear.

Chen Bo put the clothes back.

Let's start researching this golden reward: the amazing skin.

Chen Bo's gaze fell on the transparent petri dish.

Honestly, the petri dish wasn't very big, and Chen Bo doubted whether there was enough material inside to make the Nasita doll.

Inside the petri dish, the translucent gelatinous object writhed slightly, like a living jelly.

Chen Bo took a deep breath, extended his index finger, and gently dipped it into a little of the transparent viscous liquid.

The moment your fingertips touch the mucus, a wonderful sensation rushes straight to your brain along your nerve endings.

It wasn't pain, nor was it coolness; it was a sense of belonging.

It was as if this clump of slime was a missing part of his body, and that recognition and connection were completed the instant of contact.

hum.

Chen Bo felt a warm fluid rapidly spreading along his fingertips. Upon contact with his skin, the viscous fluid began to multiply at a rate defying the laws of physics.

From a single drop, it transformed into a flowing liquid that covered Chen Bo's palms and arms, followed by his torso and legs.

In less than ten seconds, his entire body was covered in the mucus, which penetrated deep into his skin and merged with it.

Abundant creation, the power of destiny, even a little bit of flesh and blood can become a mountain of flesh.

My worries were indeed unnecessary.

No matter how large a life form is, just a little bit of it is enough.

The moment Chen Bo came into contact with the slime, he realized how to use it.

These slimes have no consciousness, but they can merge with any conscious life form.

As long as one has consciousness, one can use it.

Whether they are elemental beings, ordinary humans, or androids, it doesn't matter.

Just like how the bodies of the wealthy people can heal quickly and their flesh and blood rapidly regenerate as long as they are not completely dead.

Chen Bo felt that he also had similar abilities.

When he dies and his consciousness is extinguished, his magical skin will also lose its ability to regenerate and will die along with Chen Bo.

This feeling is amazing.

To test the effect, Chen Bo found a small knife, gritted his teeth, and made a cut on the palm of his left hand.

puff.

My skin has become much tougher and is extremely difficult to damage. I didn't use much force when I made the cut; it was just a thin gash.

And in the next instant, the wound was completely healed.

No scabs formed, no scars left, and the healing time was less than one second.

If you don't look closely, you won't notice when it healed.

That recovery speed is impressive.

However, the wound wasn't very big to begin with.

Chen Bo tried again, this time cutting open his forearm with great force and making a deep cut. The result was the same; the wound healed the moment the blade left his arm.

He looked at the unfinished Naxi puppet in the corner.

Nasita's doll is not yet finished; it is a semi-finished product, but it already has the outline of a human.

Chen Bo touched a little bit of the slime with the finger of the Nasita doll.

The mucus slid off my finger and eventually fell back into the petri dish without any reaction.

This flesh and blood can only merge with conscious life, and requires the control of the soul.

A lifeless object without a soul cannot activate the vitality of abundant creation.

Or it can be understood this way: a soulless, inanimate object cannot activate the power of destiny within it.

Once Nasita takes over this body, the power of destiny in the skin should be activated.

In other words, before coming into contact with conscious life forms, the material can be said to be in a state between being dead and alive.

The material is active, but it has no consciousness, no soul, no life.

However, when a soulful being comes into contact with it, the life force within it will be activated and will merge with some of the host's genes, becoming one with the host.

Now, one's own consciousness is the consciousness of that part of the material.

Looking at the healed skin, a bold idea popped into Chen Bo's mind.

Could this thing cure Demon Scale Disease?

Is a little bit of the corruption of the abyss, or rather, the corruption of forbidden knowledge, enough to counteract the power of abundance?

Even if the pollution were a hundred times stronger, the rate of destruction wouldn't keep up with the rate of healing.

Simply put, as long as the recovery rate is faster than the damage rate, isn't it the same as not being sick at all?

If this skin is fused to patients with scaly skin, allowing the body's repair speed to always exceed the rate of damage, does that mean... scaly skin is indirectly cured?

So, this thing can probably cure almost all diseases.

With this in mind, Chen Bo excitedly prepared to share it with Ke Lai.

Perfect timing for a run or some exercise.

Chen Bo changed his clothes and ran all the way to Farusan's residence.

Farusan's house is a very old house; it was her original home, but her family members are no longer here.

Chen Bo knocked gently on the door.

"Senior Falusan, Senior Kolei, are you home?"

The door opened quickly, and Fiona welcomed Chen Bo inside.

These past few days, Chen Bo has been coming here frequently to discuss designs with Farusan; he's become quite a regular.

Inside the room, Cole was hunched over the table, studying the characters.

The teacher, needless to say, is Farussan.

Well, it would be nice to have Cole learn at least twenty languages ​​from Farusan.

With Cole by her side, Farusan wouldn't be lonely, Chen Bo subconsciously realized. Although Farusan looked quite young, she was actually an elderly woman living alone.

I live alone; all my relatives are gone.

What else could this be but an elderly person living alone?

Sigh, try to pay more attention to senior Farusan when you have free time.