First Magic Organ Transplant

Inside a transparent square petri dish, a group of marble-sized, sharp-beaked worms were opening their fangs and devouring a piece of fresh blood skin the size of a thumb.

As a little blood seeped into their bellies, all the insects curled up into a ball, revealing only a single, bee-like stinger.

At the same time, the entire insect's body shimmered with red stripes, rapidly shifting between red, yellow, and blue as the main color tones.

Once it has completely turned crimson, the insect stops changing, and tiny bits of new flesh and blood begin to squeeze out from its sharp points.

Split Bug, Insect Race, are born with a splitting organ that allows them to replicate their flesh and blood in equal parts.

This is also a living being, only with very low intelligence and a size only the size of a human tooth.

Despite their small size, the Insect Race are the most unique race on the Red Soil Continent. Due to their different races, they have evolved various amazing Magic Organ.

Their greatest advantage is that each Insect Race has unique eyes that can see Elemental Bug that are almost non-existent.

This is the Insect Race's greatest advantage.

The petri dish in front of him contained 3,872 Split Bug, which Sandrew had given to Li Ziran as a gift.

Of course, this is not something to be thankful for. The Insect Race need an environment with plenty of Elemental Bug to thrive, while the Split Bug needs to devour Elemental Bug with a strong sense of flesh and blood.

They prefer to eat mosquitoes because mosquitoes are covered with countless blood- Elemental Bug.

While on Corpse Mountain, there was no need to worry about food, but once Corpse Mountain, Li Ziran have to worry about the tribe.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a skin the size of a finger had taken shape, and on the parchment next to the petri dish was a delicate face that, upon closer inspection, bore a striking resemblance to the Butterfly Girl.

Beside the face was a shelf, neatly filled with scalpels. The Sunstone above were all turned on, illuminating the very center of the room. In the very center of the light, the Corpse Witch was replacing a face.

This is Anfuni's cosmetic surgery.

In addition to cutting away unnecessary excess fat, the nerve endings must also be completely removed to prevent the regeneration of flesh.

As for the person performing this surgery, they are being hung upside down on the operating table by Corpse Witch.

A Corpse Witch, clearly in a daze, was gently patting Old Li, warming him up before surgery.

This was almost half a month after Anfuni's sex reassignment surgery. Li Ziran obtained the Split Bug and helped Anfuni undergo seven cosmetic surgeries within that half month.

Starting from the third time, Li Ziran shifted the focus of the surgery to the Corpse Witch. Now he was fully able to control the Corpse Witch and complete this sophisticated face transplant.

After Anfuni's cheeks are modified, the two Corpse Witch will perform surgery on Li Ziran.

Heart transplant.

The heart itself was the Blessed Heart of the Golden-Silk Girl, Anfuni gave this precious organ to him as a gift when the third surgery was completed.

The Split Bug in the petri dish were still hissing and tearing, the scalpel began to repair the sides of the chin, a place that required particularly delicate work, while another Corpse Witch dripped the sweat of Forest Wyvern onto the bridge of his nose.

Forest Wyvern have an extremely strong growth-inducing effect on Elves; applying their sweat can rapidly raise the bridge of their noses.

After adjusting the bridge of the nose and chin, the eye sockets begin to stretch to the sides, and the distance between the eyebrows reaches the golden ratio.

Time ticked by in the basement. Finally, the two Corpse Witch stopped their busy work. The tallest Corpse Witch put down her scalpel, looked at the face, and nodded in satisfaction.

She slowly turned around, removed the prepared skin from the support, and gently placed the front part of the skin on her cheek as if laying out a piece of white paper.

The size is just right.

It's as if it was created specifically for this face.

However, this is far from over. The truly tedious work has just begun. The nerve endings in the cheek must be connected to the skin before the skin transplant can be considered truly successful.

The nerve endings in the skin are like mites, countless in number.

After a simple correction, the two Corpse Witch worked together, pulling up the face and taking out a dozen or so small supports about half a finger's height from the side bracket to prop up a corner of the face. Then they picked up tweezers and went deep under the face to begin connecting the nerve endings.

This takes a lot of time.

Li Ziran was very fortunate to have four hands now. With his mental strength, controlling two Corpse Witch was not a problem. If his mental strength could increase even further, he planned to train several more Corpse Witch.

This kind of soul fragmentation entering the Corpse Witch's body is many times more powerful than Corpse Witch summoned by pure Undead.

If five Corpse Witch were working simultaneously, this monotonous neural connection would become very easy.

Time finally began to slow down. Anfuni's entire face was pressed against her cheek, and the Corpse Witch was making the final stitches with needle and thread.

His nimble hands moved swiftly across the sides of her face, occasionally dripping Sacred Potion onto the seams.

Half an hour.

The final manual stage took half an hour, but the results were remarkable. With the help of the Sacred Potion, the wound was almost invisible after the stitches were removed.

Anfuni, who used to have a noticeable baby fat, now has a perfectly slender face. At first glance, she looks exactly like Butterfly Girl's twin sister.

"Hehe, I'll probably be satisfied when I wake up."

A dry, metallic sound emanated from both Corpse Witch's bodies simultaneously. They exchanged a knowing glance, then strangely curved their stiff lips into a 30-degree arc, resembling a successful surgical smile, but it looked rather sinister. If there were any outsiders present, they would surely be terrified into fainting.

After a brief pause, a Corpse Witch stood up and covered the sleeping Anfuni with a down comforter.

The cheek still needs some time to recover, so it's not suitable to wake it up immediately.

After settling Anfuni, the two Corpse Witch walked together toward another operating table, their eyes fixed on the upside-down Frog.

This is... Li Ziran himself.

And hanging beside Li Ziran was the Golden-Silk Girl who had completed the Transformation Spell.

This is the main dish for today.

The two Corpse Witch exchanged a glance, their empty eye sockets seemingly sparkling with excitement. Despite having performed a complex surgery, neither of them showed the slightest sign of fatigue.

This place contains Li Ziran's soul, and they are all excited about the birth of the first Magic Organ.

"Begin!" they both said in unison.

One Corpse Witch grabbed a scalpel and rushed towards Li Ziran, while another Corpse Witch ripped open the Golden-Silk Girl's chest cavity.

The sizzling sound spread freely in the basement, like a beautiful symphony.

Almost simultaneously, the chests of the two Frog burst open, one revealing a bright red heart, while the other emitted a faint golden light, as if a holy spirit had lingered there, singing loudly.

The two Corpse Witch sensed the music flowing within the Golden-Silk Girl's heart, seemingly enjoying this moment of peace.

After a brief half-minute adjustment, both Root Vessel rise simultaneously. This is a temporary replacement for the heart, ensuring that both individuals remain alive at the same time.

Despite having undergone several heart transplant surgeries, the Corpse Witch's hand still trembled slightly when he made the incision again.

Although the Corpse Witch was highly skilled and possessed his own soul, the thought of being the test subject made him tremble uncontrollably.

He was afraid.

If I fail, I might die completely.

But he couldn't stop; he knew that this moment would always come, no matter when.

The Corpse Witch opened his mouth and took a deep breath. As Undead, he had no need to inhale, but this maintained Li Ziran's most primal action.

Inhaling can relieve his temporary tension.

The first cut must be to the nerves; the connection between the heart and brain should be severed immediately.

Despite constant adjustments, the hand holding the knife continued to tremble, and the blade tip moved erratically through the flesh.

Sizzle!

Li Ziran's heart skipped a beat. Oh no, the sharp blade had severed a nerve that shouldn't have been broken.

"Oops!"

He cursed under his breath; this was a mistake that should never have happened. Fortunately, a severed nerve wasn't enough to kill him completely.

The flesh and blood in the chest began to separate, and the complex neural network was gradually exposed. The Corpse Witch began to pick up tweezers and separate it.

Click! Click!

The surgical scissors entered the scene, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, severing the complex neural network in an instant.

"It works great!"

The Corpse Witch's lips curled upwards again; after a minor mishap at the beginning, his technique gradually stabilized.

However, the Golden-Silk Girl was not having an easy time. Perhaps due to Li Ziran's distraction, more than a dozen of her nerves inexplicably broke.

In Li Ziran's plan, he would perfectly transplant the Golden-Silk Girl's heart without harming her life.

Now it seems like a bit of a pipe dream.

He is currently distracted and exhausted, and unable to care about another person's life.

Now let's start cutting the blood vessels. This is relatively simple; we just need to replace the blood vessels of the heart with the ends of the roots of the Root Vessel.

Even for the simplest surgery, Li Ziran had to be completely attentive and could not afford to be careless in his treatment of himself.

Goddess of Fortune protect you!

Li Ziran prayed quietly for a moment, then began to cut.

The blood vessel ruptured, blood spurted out, and in the blink of an eye, the end of the Root Vessel had connected to the blood vessel.

Smoothly!

Puff!

Unfortunately, things didn't go smoothly. The Golden-Silk Girl cutting the blood vessels made a mistake, and the Root Vessel wasn't connected on time, resulting in severe bleeding.

In just a few seconds, blood filled his entire chest cavity.

The violent spray made surgery impossible. The Corpse Witch disregarded everything else, instantly slicing open the veins with his scalpel, reaching in with his hand, and directly pulling the golden heart out of the chest cavity.

Without a heart and without Root Vessel to replace it, the Golden-Silk Girl could no longer move.

Li Ziran lamented that mistakes are always possible in surgery.

The control of Corpse Witch is not perfect, especially when controlling two Corpse Witch simultaneously. If attention becomes too focused, the control precision of the other Corpse Witch will decrease.

However, now is not the time for regret. This golden heart cannot remain for long; he must insert it into his body before his life force is completely exhausted.

Cut and insert the Root Vessel.

Without distractions, Li Ziran completed the task quickly while focused, removing a bright red heart without pausing.

The veins were connected, the arteries were connected, the Root Vessel was removed, Sacred Potion was sprayed, and Revival Potion applied to nourish the veins. In just half an hour, the major blood vessel replacement was completed.

Li Ziran stopped when he saw the blood slowly flowing into his heart.

He needs to observe.

Only the outflow of blood proves that the heart has started working.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Bang! Bang!

The golden heart suddenly began to beat, and a drop of golden-red blood emerged like a thief, seemingly shy, but was quickly pushed into the vein by the blood behind it.

It worked!

The heart, imbued with Blessing Organ, survived within his body.

Li Ziran was so excited he wanted to cry; this was the first time he had received Magic Organ transplant.

Unfortunately Corpse Witch don't shed tears.

"It's not over yet, it's not over yet!" Li Ziran quickly reminded himself. Although his heartbeat was enough to keep him from dying, there were still nerve connections that hadn't been established.

Now, he needs to calm himself down.

Even the smallest mistake during surgery can lead to irreparable consequences.

Breathe, breathe, breathe!

Li Ziran repeatedly emphasized that he needed quiet.

I don't know how long it lasted, but it finally calmed down, and then I picked up the scalpel and tweezers.

The neural connection was incredibly easy, but every step felt like walking on the edge of a cliff. He now desperately wanted to return to his human form and experience the benefits this heart brought him.

But he couldn't; the neural connections weren't complete yet.

One, two, three...

Li Ziran silently counted in his heart, each number like a death knell.

He had never felt that there were so many nerves in his heart, so many problems, and so much of a waste of time.

Wrong!

The neural connections are incorrect!

Snap!

The Corpse Witch slapped him across the mouth.

How could I possibly make such a basic mistake?

If things are broken, we have to start all over again.

Even though it was clearly a basic mistake, it happened seventeen times in just half an hour.

Ridiculous!

What should have been a three-hour neural connection took an entire afternoon.

Finally, after many trials and tribulations, he succeeded. At this moment, Li Ziran felt as if he had exhausted all the energy of his life.

"Sewing, sewing right now!"

The Corpse Witch shouted dryly, as if declaring his resolve.

The two Corpse Witch simultaneously took out needles and thread, sewing flesh and blood together, spraying Sacred Potion, and stitching leather together.

This time, at least I didn't make a mistake with this simplest method.

The Sacred Potion's radiance slowly healed the wounds, and the Revival Potion nourished the torn flesh. A perfectly healed Frog appeared on the hook.

The Corpse Witch quickly took out the prepared blood from the shelf, placed Li Ziran flat on the operating table, and gently applied it to the Frog's forehead.

Instantly, the greenish-brown membrane enveloping the Frog slowly transformed into human form. Within the greenish-brown light, a golden spot could be seen swimming across Li Ziran's body. These spots gradually concentrated on his arms and lower abdomen. At the same time, streams of black energy, like earthworms, were driven out.

"Antidote, the antidote for the anesthesia!" a Corpse Witch cried out hastily.