The Value of the Experiment, The Meaning of the Experiment

"It'll still take a few minutes." Hermes pursed his lips. "Can we move him out first? Repair him outside?"

"And Second Uncle Poseidon, you should come down too." Hermes beckoned. "Standing up there must be tiring. Does divine power consumption not count as consumption?"

Poseidon, Hestia:

Hestia sighed helplessly and carried Oushen out of the cabin.

"Oushen—" Ruslan wanted to follow, but an arm grabbed him.

It was Lemoni.

"Lemoni, Oushen, he—"

"Don't say anything yet. Oushen is most likely out of danger now." Lemoni's eyes remained fixed on Oushen, and an expression other than calmness rarely appeared on his face.

Right now, he was gritting his teeth in unwillingness.

Ruslan stared blankly at Lemoni. "You..."

"Even though I'm unwilling to accept it, even so—we'd only get in the way if we went over there now. We might even put Oushen's life at risk. So, Brother Ruslan, hold yourself back. Trust that Lord Hermes and Lady Hestia can keep Oushen alive. There's nothing we can do, nothing we can do—"

Jemia and Ruslan both fell silent.

Lemoni was right.

All they could do now was watch, and they had to keep watching.

Aga trembled as he watched everything unfold before him. He did not quite understand, but he felt the same overwhelming sorrow.

Hestia placed Oushen on the ground. Poseidon also calmed the enormous waves, stepped onto the shore, and came to stand beside Hermes and Hestia.

Looking at his own son lying on the ground—blue-haired, powerfully built—his face carried undisguised killing intent.

After the extracorporeal circulation had been established, Oushen's condition had actually stabilized.

He had regained a little consciousness. Feeling the agonizing pain in his chest, he did not want to say anything.

Through his blurred vision, Oushen looked at the tall, imposing God of the Sea standing