Realm of Encirclement

[Vortex Implantation Technique]

This was the technical description and overview submitted to Wen Wen by Hope Hospital after they began cooperating with the Security Bureau.

It was the theory utilized by the Myriad-Change Worm, Lawrence.

Followers of the Chosen One, who serves the Supreme Goodness Vortex—the entity governing the birth, growth, aging, and death of all life—had developed this bizarre technique through years of painstaking research.

--It was akin to farming: planting various dangerous raw materials onto a biological body, using the organism's life force and spirit essence to filter out the Sin Corruption, completing the fusion or extraction, and finally, waiting for the right moment to harvest the desired results and essence.

In this process, the party serving as the container for the planted material was referred to as the "Vessel."

The resulting harvest was known as the "Fruit."

"And just as you suspected, among all the living beings capable of serving as a 'Vessel,' the simplest and most convenient is, without a doubt, a human."

Muller explained in detail over the phone: "After this technique was conceived, our hospital only conducted a few trials before permanently banning the use of humans as 'Vessels.'

Even within Hope Hospital, this is a taboo."

"Ha, how interesting!"

Speeding along on her motorcycle, Wen Wen couldn't help but sneer: "Even you lunatics would seal away such a technique that defies human nature?"

"No, no, please do not misunderstand."

Muller explained solemnly: "It is simply because rigorous verification proved that using humans as 'Vessels' is far too inefficient and lacks cost-effectiveness, leading to an extremely serious waste of materials!

Aside from being convenient at times, it is utterly useless.

Things that can be created by an ordinary 'Vessel' can be achieved through other techniques, and using a higher-grade 'Implement' for vortex implantation would be a true waste of a precious resource!"

Muller said with righteous indignation: "You know that with the T5 Protocol in place, even in our hospital, materials are not so abundant that they can be wasted at will.

Therefore, as early as forty years ago, the development direction of the Vortex Implantation Technique shifted toward other animals and plants.

This was also the main reason for Lawrence's dismissal—he lacked the courage and talent to pioneer a discipline on his own, nor was he willing to abandon his narrow expertise to start anew, choosing instead to immerse himself blindly in outdated techniques and theories.

After repeated warnings and corrections, the Management Department determined he lacked the capabilities required of our hospital's staff and dismissed him. As for his self-degradation, mingling with those beasts from the Dragon Offering Society who worship natural disasters, that has nothing to do with our hospital."

After habitually shifting the blame, Muller finally succumbed to his inner restlessness and couldn't help but sigh: "Sigh, I still remember how angry he was when he was fired, saying he would eventually return with brand-new results and trample us old things under his feet.

To be honest, I was actually looking forward to him making some breakthrough. It's a pity, that's likely impossible now... But after so many years, he must have grown into a very excellent material himself, right?"

On the other end of the line, a slurred sound like someone swallowing saliva echoed. The collaborator, who had long since morphed into some unknown form, could not hide their hunger: "If you can show mercy, please be sure to leave us some samples. Of course, alive is better; the price is negotiable!"

"That depends on his fate!"

Wen Wen's voice was cold.

The roaring motorcycle sped through the traffic, easily leaving all pursuers and obstacles behind, leaving only waves of thunderous noise in its wake.

Now, everything had finally emerged from the mist.

The Dragon Offering Society believers pursuing Sin Corruption and the power of natural disasters, Lawrence, who was obsessed with the Vortex Implantation Technique and Blood Thirst Syndrome, and the long-term plan of secretly planting and spreading the infection...

Everything they had done was to select the most suitable "Vessel" from among countless people!

Now, as if by fate, the "Vessel" he had dreamed of—no, the "Implement" that seemed like a gift from heaven—had appeared before him when he least expected it.

Ten years ago, during the Sea Burning Day, the cursed one left behind by the Tidal Flame Disaster.

The sole survivor of a catastrophe that had brought despair, pain, and hatred to tens of thousands.

--Ji Jue!

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In the hospital plaza, empty to the point of deathly silence, the dim twilight glow shone down. Every ordinary person had fallen into a faint the moment the Vortex Implantation Technique was activated, leaving them without any power to resist.

High in the firmament, wisps of scarlet wound through the air, slithering downward at the caller's command.

The wailing and roaring from afar could not be heard.

When the farmer decided to harvest, those weak, withered branches that no one cared about quietly faded into the shadows, and only the rotten fruit fell into the soil, brewing a sinful sweetness.

Also in the hospital, also under the twilight, Lawrence gazed at the scene before him, momentarily lost in a trance.

The more wretched he had felt when kicked out of that rigid, rule-bound place, the more joyful his heart was at this moment. After toiling for so long, he was finally about to see results; he almost couldn't help but want to sing.

It was just a pity that there was always a noisy voice ringing in his ears.

"Damn, Eldest Brother, take it easy, take it easy. My hand—will this thing infect me?"

"Seriously, man, there's no need, really no need!"

"How much have you had to drink to play for such high stakes?"

"It's not too late for you to run now. The people from the Security Bureau are insanely strong, and the one leading them is both powerful and beautiful, and has a great chest. Listen to me, you can't beat her!"

"You aren't actually after my hook, are you? Don't, brother, I tend to crap my pants when I get scared, really, oh oh, I can't hold it in anymore..."

"Why are you using tentacles? Brother, your tastes are really heavy!"

Even though the anesthesia was enough to keep this guy asleep until tomorrow, he had woken up in a panic in less than ten minutes.

At this moment, countless strands of Aberrant Spirit Essence falling from the sky intertwined, forming a giant tree that entangled him, as if a monster had opened its bloody maw.

Then, countless strands of blood-red spirit essence surged into Ji Jue's body!

The massive amount of aberrant source material, which would have caused an ordinary person to succumb to Sin Corruption in an instant, merely startled him awake from his dream. This unparalleled tolerance for aberration alone was enough to rival a Chosen One of Transcendent Rank!

"As expected of a Curse Bearer who could survive the Tidal Flame Disaster!"

Lawrence adjusted his glasses, which were dyed red with blood, and praised him in a hoarse voice: "Ji Jue, you truly are a one-in-a-million Calamity Implement! You are impeccable!"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Ji Jue was speechless, nodding in a disheveled manner. "You can sell me out if you want, brother. I'm useful and won't be a burden, so please, just spare my life. I'm begging you."

Lawrence's smile faltered.

Retract the previous statement.

This mouth of his was truly, fucking annoying!

Crack!

In that instant, as Lawrence waved his hand, the bizarre giant tree woven from countless filaments surged violently. Amidst the qualitative change and infusion of massive spirit essence, Ji Jue was swallowed within it, unable to make another sound.

It felt like falling.

Lost in a trance, he was engulfed by an infinite crimson.

The last thing he heard was a roar from afar.

A loud explosion, like the engine of a motorcycle.

BOOM!!!

As the walls fell apart, countless dust and debris rose into the air.

The reality-partition that Lawrence had painstakingly crafted was actually struck head-on and gouged open by a massive hole under the impact of that lone rider!

Tires, nearly melted by fire, rolled over shattered flower beds and masonry, leaving behind charred black marks.

Finally, the screeching sound came to an abrupt halt.

That slender, tall figure finally rose from the motorcycle.

"No need, leave it to me. You don't need to worry about this."

She issued instructions to the subordinate on the other end of the phone: "Xiao Tong lacks independent combat capability, so go support Lao Zhang first. As for An Ran, just act at your own discretion.

Clear out every fulcrum and pull out all the parasites left behind by the Vortex Implantation Technique!"

With that, she hung up the phone.

She stepped forward.

"I knew it. There's no such thing as a free lunch in this world."

She glanced coldly at the man who had once kindly provided her with clues, her expression blank: "To think you've managed to pull off something this big right under my nose."

"What are you saying? I've been at Jici Hospital for over six years, five years longer than you have." Lawrence adjusted his glasses, a smile appearing on his shattered face: "You arrived quite quickly... unfortunately, it's already too late."

The moment his words fell, the bizarre, tree-like giant entity shook once more.

The massive canopy, which nearly covered the sky, actually expanded once again. Amidst the countless wriggling blood-red spirit essences, endless lights flashed, resembling blooming flowers!

According to the data provided by Hope Hospital, Lawrence had spent years deep-diving into the Vortex Implantation Technique—a Secret Rite with little potential—innovating and nearly completing a brand-new breakthrough.

As early as the Empire Flower Moon Massacre, he had demonstrated wide-area interference, shrouding an entire town within the range of his Vortex Implantation Technique to complete mass-scale Sin Corruption and aberration.

At this moment, the aberrant spirit essence usurped and extracted by the Blood Thirst Syndrome Strain erupted from the giant tree, faintly shrouding nearly half of the North Mountain District!

Despair, pain, wailing, crying, numbness...

Countless laments sounded once again.

This was the material he had been secretly extracting and collecting while hiding in Yacheng for all these years—the results reaped by the Blood Thirst Syndrome Strain parasites from the deceased!

And even more had come from within this very Jici Hospital...

It was too ridiculous, and too interesting.

Lawrence couldn't even help but want to applaud; he never tired of watching such a play, no matter how many times he saw it.

Lacking doctors, lacking medicine, lacking equipment, lacking money, and even unable to provide blood plasma... lacking everything one needed to survive.

In this hospital that could only struggle to survive on donations, all one could see in the clinics, hallways, and among the patients every day was tragedy.

The endless painful chemotherapy, the endless waiting filled with hope, and the endless bitterness after missing out on a spot.

No connections, no savior, no money.

The so-called straw to clutch at was nothing but a mirage on the horizon. For those who had nothing, the so-called 'possibility of recovery' was an endless, agonizing hell!

When everything reached its end, all that turned to ash in the incinerator were the shells already drained dry by the parasites. What Lawrence ultimately snatched from the deceased was this crystal of despair!

Now, the pain took root and sprouted from the soil.

It bloomed!

The giant tree expanded, swelled, and stretched outward, like the hands of a dying man reaching out from hell, futilely trying to drag everything within reach down with it.

And then, everything came to an abrupt halt—

Slowing down, stagnating, reversing!

Directly in front of that figure.

Wen Wen.

She finally raised her hand and removed the goggles from her face. Within her eyes, cyan and violet phantasmal light flowed silently, looking down upon all things.

Then, it was as if an otherworldly realm had descended.

From the gaze of those eyes, infinite crystals erupted from the soil and masonry!

Like a forest composed of crystal, intertwined and crisscrossing, it encircled the entire hospital, crushing the remaining blockades and swallowing everything within it!