People always feared difficult tasks.
What remained of the Fierce Beast corpse before them was, in fact, the harder part.
The venom glands and fascia were extremely difficult to dissect.
This should have been the corpse of a B-level Beast. Venom glands were tangled throughout it; one wrong cut, and the glands would rupture.
Cut after cut, Li Yuan's hands seemed to move like swimming dragons over the Fierce Beast corpse.
Wherever the scalpel passed, skin separated from flesh, flesh separated from bone, and venom glands were removed.
Zhen Yong, standing beside him, knew nothing about this.
He had never even seen an Anatomist dissect a Fierce Beast corpse.
Those capable Anatomists had never given him an opportunity to observe.
Scarce Anatomists had always had reason to be proud.
Watching Li Yuan continue to cut, he had wanted to offer a reminder.
But when he caught sight of Sikong Li beside him, he swallowed the words that had reached his lips.
Zhen Yong worried that speaking up would only make Sikong Li even angrier.
These Anatomists not only disliked being disturbed themselves.
Even when watching others dissect, they disliked being disturbed.
Meanwhile, Li Yuan had already dissected the lower half of the Fierce Beast corpse.
The bones and flesh had been completely separated.
The fascia had been removed, a thin white layer like a net.
Fascia could actually be damaged during dissection.
Its damage would not contaminate the surrounding tissues.
Fascia had some value, especially when it was more intact.
It was used in certain precision instruments.
Fascia possessed both strength and toughness. Without something sharp cutting through it, it was difficult to snap apart.
At the sight of that intact sheet of fascia, Sikong Li had lost his initial arrogance.
There was a trace of astonishment on his face;