Bai Zhu stood at the door and did not go any farther inside.
"What is this?"
Unma let go of his arm.
"A derivative project of the Seed Urn Ceremony."
"Speak plainly."
"Research into how Nen Beasts are born."
Unma entered the cultivation chamber, and two researchers immediately came forward. She did not take the protective suit they offered, only accepting a record book and flipping to the first page.
"The Kakin Royal Family has used the Seed Urn to continue its bloodline for generations. The ceremony can use bloodlines, desires, and life force to nurture Nen Beasts. But every ceremony requires participants to enter the Seed Urn, and the outcome cannot be controlled."
Bai Zhu followed her to the nearest cultivation pod.
Three tubes were connected to the infant's abdomen inside the pod, leading down to a blood supply valve. A serial number was affixed to the side of the pod, along with seals from the Royal Family Foundation and the military transport department.
"So you want to move the ceremony into cultivation pods?"
"More precisely, we want to dismantle it."
Unma raised a hand and pointed around them.
"The Foundation provides the bloodlines, the Creation Society's technical team handles Nen Beast remnants, and the military takes care of equipment and transportation. Every link operates separately, so no participant can obtain the complete information."
Bai Zhu pointed at the infant in the cultivation pod.
"Where did they come from?"
"Artificially cultivated vessels. They have no normal consciousness and cannot survive outside the nutrient fluid."
"The contract never said you could feed infants with my blood."
Unma handed him the record book.
"Your blood has not entered these vessels."
"I'll check for myself."
Bai Zhu took the book and flipped through it page by page according to the serial numbers.