Rat Rat, I Love Studying the Most!

Flipping through the notebook in his hands, Isaac closed it after a long while, now having a rough idea of the road ahead.

Then Isaac put the notebook away and walked to a corner of the laboratory, where the materials that had just been delivered were piled up.

Of course, they were not the things he had bought, but supplies his father had just allocated to him.

Most of them were various Demonic Beasts, while a smaller portion consisted of Demonic Beast body parts, including refined Demonized Flesh essence.

The range of species was comprehensive. Clearly, these had been sent over after Eldest Sister's guidance.

"Riiip~"

The sound of flesh tearing suddenly rang out. Demon Claw Hamon crawled from the back of Isaac's neck. After flexing its five fingers for a moment, its palm split open with a snap, and a dark purple tongue emerged, licking a circle around the opening.

"Heh~ Go on, eat." Isaac shook his head and gave the command with calm indifference.

"Hiss~"

Hamon let out an excited hiss, then pounced fiercely upon the Demonic Beasts. There were five kinds in total, and it picked one of each to devour.

For a time, the laboratory contained nothing but the Demonic Beasts' screams and the sound of chewing—exceptionally gloomy and horrifying!

"Hiss~ Haa~"

After Hamon finished eating, Isaac staggered back to the desk and sat down. He shook his head hard, trying to clear it as much as possible, then bent over the desk and copied down the bodily structures of every Demonic Beast Hamon had just swallowed.

As the saying went, the palest ink was better than the sharpest memory. Even though his memory had improved again after becoming a wizard, and even though his Golden Finger could record information as well, Isaac still preferred to commit knowledge to paper.

For one thing, it was a chance to organize what he had learned. For another, if he ever ran into something like the Mad Wizard exchange gathering again, he would have something to trade, wouldn't he?

He couldn't exactly copy it out on the spot, could he?

That would be way too lacking in style!

There were five kinds of Demonic Beasts delivered: the most common Rank One Demonic Beast in the wilderness, the Gale Demon Wolf; the hardest-to-kill Rank One Magic Beast, the Horned Rabbit; the easiest-to-raise Rank One Demonic Beast, the Flesh Slime; the most ordinary Rank One Demonic Beast, the Wild Spirit Deer; and the rarest unranked Demonic Beast, the Blood Flying Mosquito.

Isaac was very interested in all five. The Gale Demon Wolf and Horned Rabbit would be his primary research subjects going forward. One was a common mount and pet among Black Orcs, with the highest conversion rate in the Flesh Nest; the other possessed extraordinarily powerful regenerative abilities, even a nearly heaven-defying power of division!

The Horned Rabbit itself was only mediocre in combat, but its Innate Spell allowed it to split into same-sized individuals after death, thereby avoiding that death. According to the Demonic Beast records Isaac had seen, a Horned Rabbit could divide up to three times!

In other words, one became two, two became four, and four became eight. During this process, as long as even one individual escaped, every other individual besides the one that escaped would instantly turn into bloody water.

That was to say, if one wanted to kill a Horned Rabbit, unless it was completely obliterated—such as being swallowed whole by Hamon—one would have to kill it at least fifteen times to truly finish it off!

But compared with its heaven-defying Innate Spell, every other aspect of the Horned Rabbit was vastly inferior. Its individual stats were abysmal. Though it was a lofty Rank One Demonic Beast, in terms of physical ability, it might not even be stronger than an unranked Demonized Wild Boar. After all, the difference in size was right there.

Isaac understood this clearly. Once Hamon swallowed it, its bodily structure was completely laid out before him. At the same time, he roughly grasped the principle behind the Horned Rabbit's spell.

Its division did not come without a price. Every division split its memories and soul in half along with its body, and the portions lost in each division were permanent!

That meant that after dividing three times into eight, it would have only a tiny scrap of instinct left...

Moreover, this spell could only be activated three times in its lifetime. After three times, there would be nothing left to divide.

A spell with both its advantages and drawbacks glaringly obvious.

No wonder no wizard had replicated such a heaven-defying spell. Both souls and memories were extremely precious things to wizards—especially memories!

Those were all hard-earned knowledge gained through research!

Rather than lose knowledge, they would rather lose their lives!

Of course, Isaac was more inclined to think it was useless as balls.

Against a powerful enemy, it would still die when it needed to die. The Horned Rabbit was only supposedly hard to kill because most of what it encountered were Demonic Beasts in the wilderness. If it encountered a human, it was merely a matter of adding a few more cuts. There was not much difference.

Yet Isaac saw enormous wartime potential in the Horned Rabbit!

On the battlefield, one Horned Rabbit was equivalent to fifteen...

What about a hundred? A thousand?

Once their Innate Spell was unleashed at full force, that scene... tsk tsk~

486 gave it a hearty thumbs-up!

Before absolute numbers, individual strength was not worth mentioning!

Well, only below the higher ranks~

As for the latter three, the Flesh Slime was there mainly to make up the numbers. Its combat ability was actually fairly respectable, with an incredibly powerful devouring ability, but unfortunately, the Flesh Slime was a typical glass cannon with high attack and low defense. A casual slash through its sac would kill it, unlike other types of Slimes that required their cores to be struck for a one-hit kill.

Most absurdly, the Flesh Slime's method of attack was devouring...

To this day, the academic world remained deeply curious as to why a Demonic Beast like the Flesh Slime had not gone extinct.

It was said that the Wild Spirit Deer had the potential to become a Divine Species—the Spirit of the Wilderness. Cheryl had probably sent it deliberately, but unfortunately, it was a rumor. Isaac saw not the slightest thing related to the Divine Spark system within the Wild Spirit Deer's body.

The Blood Flying Mosquito, meanwhile, was an extremely rare insect-type Demonic Beast. Once their numbers rose, their combat power was also quite formidable.

Overall, although the five types of Demonic Beasts received mixed evaluations, in Isaac's eyes, even the Flesh Slime, which the academic world rated lowest, possessed considerable value in warfare!

Because the Demonic Beast troops bred by the Flesh Nest did not need to consider the most critical issue of rejection. As long as they could maintain peak combat strength for an hour, that was enough.

Strictly speaking, even half an hour would do!

Therefore, he could loosen the reins a little when it came to Biological Modification.

But the actual modifications would have to wait until tomorrow...

After writing the last word, Isaac let out a huge yawn, stretched lazily, got up and took a few steps, then plunged headfirst onto the bed in the laboratory and fell into a deep sleep...

"Riiip~"

Hamon quietly crawled out from the back of Isaac's neck, carefully moved the lower half of his body onto the bed as well, then gently tucked him beneath the blanket. He let out a few soft hisses toward Rat Rat by the bedside.

Then, one claw and one mouse quietly scurried into a corner of the laboratory. Hamon spat a luminous pearl from the mouth in his palm, its faint glow illuminating Rat Rat and the primer laid out before it.

"Hiss hiss~"

Hamon opened to the first page and quietly explained it to Rat Rat. Rat Rat listened attentively, nodding from time to time with a thoughtful look.

"Hiss hiss~"

Hamon tapped the first page with one claw, asking Rat Rat whether it understood.

"Squeak?" Rat Rat raised its head with a thoroughly bewildered expression. Its clear little eyes made Hamon's fur stand on end...