With Green's help, Situ Mo's bodily cells swiftly underwent accelerated evolution. From a physique of less than five, he completed a leap in life's rapid evolution, reaching fifty!
Through the barrier of time and space, Green's eyes beneath the Face of Truth gazed upon this weak humanoid creature known as a Spiritfolk.
Physique: 51, Stamina: 12–28, Strength: 5–26, Vitality: 6–17.
Though Green had provided Situ Mo of this unknown world with a powerful physical foundation, Situ Mo could not bring all of that physique's strength into play. He could only wield a portion of it; the rest became potential, awaiting sufficient training before it could be unleashed.
Yet at this level, given the overall weakness of this world, he already counted among the evolved. His destructive power was at least three times that of an ordinary person, enough for him to confront certain wild creatures head-on and rise slightly from the bottom of the food chain.
"Power, unprecedented power! This is wonderful, hahaha..."
Situ Mo wept with joy. If he had obtained such power earlier, then his wife, his daughter...
Deep within Green's dual-colored eyes on the mirror screen, a trace of mockery flashed.
For such a lowly life-form, Green would need less than a century to harvest his soul, making him his slave and using his shell however he pleased. He too would no longer be limited to this helpless projected reflection, but could descend with a portion of his will.
However, as a Stigmata Wizard—a devil who crossed worlds to sign Devil Contracts and beguile people's hearts—with the Wizard World's civilizational war imminent, Green could not afford to waste even a hundred years.
Thus, Green had no choice but to devote more attention to it, conducting his experiments in the Wizard World while keeping a constant