The Creation Process of the True Cotton Water Moon

Even Fang Mo himself had not expected the Eternal Life Gem's properties to be this absurd.

After Laevateinn, he conducted several more rounds of tests. No matter how Fang Mo messed around... Power of Light, Death Sigh, Kido, sacrifice, ninjutsu, Atomic Flint—he used practically everything, yet Janson would soon revive at full health again.

Other than the Gluttony Mod's fundamental erasure property.

Even Fang Mo had no idea how one could kill an Eternal Life Gem holder.

It was not as if he had not tried dissecting the other man, but the result was... the Eternal Life Gem had vanished. It seemed to have fused with him already, and there was no way to remove it through conventional means.

And so, very quickly.

Fang Mo broke into a bright, cheerful smile.

"Kehehehe, this Eternal Life Gem really is a fine thing."

Unlike Fang Mo's delight, however, Janson was on the verge of a mental breakdown. He had never imagined that someone could be even more vicious than his father, Stryker. The instant he saw Fang Mo smile, his whole body began trembling uncontrollably.

"Y-you... what are you planning to do now...?"

Janson wore a terrified expression, his teeth clattering from how violently he was shaking.

"No, what are you scared of?"

Fang Mo smiled and patted Janson's shoulder. "It's your dad who died, not you. Aren't you still alive and well?"

"Please... spare me..."

"How about this? I'll ask you a question."

Fang Mo rubbed his chin as if pondering something, then asked Janson, "What can be divided evenly by five? A: an integer ending in zero. B: an integer ending in five. C: Shang Yang. D: Janson Stryker."

"..."

Janson froze when he heard that.

But at that moment, Fang Mo abruptly waved his hand. Janson immediately floated into