"Do you know what cancer is?"
When William asked this question again,
the "hand" formed by the tentacles and iridescence on Ruben's left half, complementing each other across different dimensions, clenched once more.
Dimensional Reduction!
Whoosh~ Whoosh~
After using this move twice in succession, several mouths appeared amid the chaotic flesh of Ruben's left half. They panted together as he rapidly recovered his condition.
It was like a high-dimensional eraser wiping away the planar region corresponding to the palm,
yet only a few seconds later, William continued crawling out from the vortex-like abyss, as if he were completely unafraid of this dimensional-reduction attack. He asked the same question again,
"Prison Boss, do you know what cancer is?"
Perhaps he was surprised, or perhaps William's actions had piqued his interest. This time, Ruben did not immediately kill him.
"It seems you really did come prepared. Completely killing you will require me to expend more of something. I had originally planned to welcome the New Moon in my optimal state."
Seeing that Ruben was no longer attacking, William ignored whether the other party was listening and began speaking to himself:
"At first, I instinctively classified cancer as an ordinary illness. After all, certain pathogens can induce cancerous transformation.
But after I accepted Yate and accepted the malignant tumor on his body,
when I began researching Cancer Cells, I discovered a major problem.
'Cancer' is actually an important component of every living being. It is something engraved in our genes from birth, the desire and yearning of life to obtain immortality, the Secret Key left behind by primordial life deep within our genes that can lead to infinity.
And what we currently define as 'normal' is merely the requirement that all cells undergo prescribed proliferation and division within prescribed regions, perform fixed functions,