I Understand

Bo Luo was young. After all that intense turmoil through the night and such violent emotional swings, he fell asleep halfway through recharging, sprawled on the floor without realizing it. Even in deep sleep, he still held the cold, hard mechanical arm half-curled against his chest, warming it with his body heat. The posture could not have been comfortable, so the little boy's brow remained furrowed, and he shifted occasionally.

Ronan had no intention of sleeping. He sat cross-legged in the darkness, watching the boy beside him. The emotional stirrings caused by him still lingered in his mind, along with the chaotic thoughts brought on by having his rhythm and plans completely disrupted.

The underground cavern was still rather stuffy. Especially after the power went out, with the equipment shut down, even ventilation became a problem. It felt terribly uncomfortable. Ronan tugged at his thick, airtight cloak and fanned himself. As it rose and fell, his fingers brushed his chest. The touch was soft yet firm, with a slight circular bulge that stood out clearly from the surrounding flesh.

Ronan froze for a moment, then immediately remembered. This was the Biochemical Reactor.

The reshaped Biochemical Reactor had been formed through the division and multiplication of "fully functional stem cells," transformed from his somatic cells after being "initialized" by the Fire Seed's Furnace Deployment Method. In a sense, it was already part of his body—an "external organ." Even if it were sliced up for examination, there would be no difference.

By comparison, the other artificial tissues, likewise produced by the Biochemical Reactor and jointly structured with the Exoskeleton Armor, had been formulated and modified based on Ronan's stem cells. Their structural strength was similar, but they were better suited for the performance of Electromagnetic Direction configurations.

The facts proved that Ronan's