In the deserted passageway, Doctor Lu cautiously made his way forward.
The road had reached its end, and he had no choice but to stop. He then turned the large box on his back around... Lu Zixuan opened it with a grave expression.
Inside the opened box, the Lizardman variant Zeva, whom he had requested for research, was curled up inside—like a pangolin hibernating through winter.
He opened the box completely. Zeva the Lizardman still showed no movement—even Zeva's body was less than a third of its original size.
This was the effect of a potion: the Shrinking Potion, the unique secret technique of the Medical Saint Hand, whom Lu Zixuan had taken as his master. The highest-grade Shrinking Potion could reduce a user's body to the size of an apple.
At this moment, Lu Zixuan used an Unshrinking Potion as well, dripping it into the gap between Zeva's lips... Before long, Zeva's body began expanding back to its original size.
He waited quietly for a moment. The Lizardman Zeva slowly awoke.
After waking, Zeva's body began to stretch out. First, he looked around in confusion, but then he sat motionless on the floor without uttering a word.
Lu Zixuan frowned. "I followed your instructions and left my teammates halfway, but this road is a dead end... You'd better give me an explanation!"
Leaving the team midway, concealing a variant... and even secretly reaching some kind of agreement with a variant. If this matter came to light, Yu Huatian might not let him off... But the inheritance within Chiwang Tomb was simply too tempting.
—The Net Bottle, the Chi Wang divine artifact that could heal every injury. No physician could resist such a thing.
"Undo my restraints." Zeva remained expressionless. "There's a door ahead. Only the people of our Chi