Natural Birth or Cesarean?

Ogre are a product of the First Continental War. Legend has it that they are descendants of Giant, Demon, and humans, but this race is never recognized by humans. Even more ridiculously, this race refuses to acknowledge that they possess human genes, claiming that they can extract rare intelligence from humans.

Strangely, this race is almost born warriors. They don't need to deliberately cultivate; their bloodline can be tempered in the Elemental Tide, and adult Ogre are already high-level warriors.

However, this race has a major flaw: their intelligence is relatively low. Newborns have almost no intelligence and are almost like wild beasts. But the world is fair, and this race has evolved a special kind of Wisdom Stomach.

They can absorb special energy by simply devouring humanoid creatures, which promotes their own development; this is the origin of Ogre.

If Elves need the Eternal Tree's help to fuse, then Ogre are completely dependent on humans.

Before reaching adulthood, they mostly live in groups, but once they reach adulthood, they secretly infiltrate human kingdoms and begin large-scale hunting.

According to statistics, for an Ogre to reach the intelligence of a normal living being, it would need to devour at least five hundred humans, and to reach the intelligence required of a powerful being, this number could even reach five thousand.

The Ogre's life is almost entirely dedicated to devouring humans.

The moment the other party appeared, a clear message appeared in Li Ziran's mind: he had the privilege of dissecting the corpse of an Ogre before, though none as large as the one before him.

This race's organs don't possess much magical attribute; the only difference is their stomachs, which have a powerful absorption capacity, capable of almost completely destroying everything they devour. Even more bizarrely, they have two brains.

One is on the head, while the other resides in the lining of the stomach.

Ogre devour humans to grow their intelligence, which is the development of a second brain. Throughout their lives, their original brain hardly changes.

This is a very special race; very few Ogre can actually grow up to be fully grown.

Li Ziran had once considered replacing his stomach with that of Ogre, since ogres possess a second intelligence, but considering the scarcity of adult Ogre, he shelved the plan.

This guy in front of me is no ordinary creature. The moment he appeared, he exuded a terrifying suppressive force. The thigh he was chewing on was clearly a humanoid creature.

Anyone who can appear here must be as powerful as Sandrew. Ogre of this level have probably devoured tens of thousands of humans, or even more.

"Hehe, little friend, you're a guest, so I'm being very polite." The Ogre approached directly, revealing two rows of scarlet teeth, with traces of blood still remaining between them. A large tongue kept licking, and when Li Ziran looked closely, he discovered that it was a head.

However, the skin and flesh on the surface of the skull were gone, leaving only long hair and bare bones, which rolled around in the Ogre's mouth like Sugar Bean.

Through the throat, one can almost see the human soul churning endlessly.

"Alright, Tutulu, let's get down to business." Sandrew's authoritative voice rang out. He seemed very dignified. The Ogre chuckled and plopped down in his chair.

Hehe! Hehe!

He forced a laugh, and the chair creaked and groaned incessantly, though he couldn't tell what material it was made of, as it didn't collapse.

As soon as the Ogre entered, the room became incredibly crowded, but the people seemed used to it and showed no discomfort. Instead, all their eyes were on Li Ziran.

Their gaze swept from top to bottom, and even their mental energy enveloped Li Ziran's surface, as if they were rigorously selecting goods.

Li Ziran was speechless. This blatant mental scan was absolutely disrespectful, especially among mages; it was pure provocation.

It's like someone touching you without your consent, which makes him feel somewhat disgusted.

This is the helplessness of falling behind.

Sandrew seemed to condone this behavior, as if it were a procedure for entering the place.

Looking at Anfuni, she was sitting quietly without saying a word.

Finally, the intrusion stopped, and many people frowned, seemingly dissatisfied.

The room fell silent again.

Li Ziran surveyed the room, or more precisely, looked at the chairs around the round table. These chairs weren't just chairs; they represented some kind of quota or power.

Anfuni and the Eternal Giant Frog, the Archmage Undead, the Vampire, the Dark Elf, the Spatial Mantis, the Lion, and the Ogre— that makes ten people in total, with two spots remaining.

"Cough! Cough!"

At that moment, a coughing sound suddenly came from the room, and a shadow slowly appeared. Just when Li Ziran thought that the figure would gradually reveal itself, the other party glanced at him briefly and sat down in the chair in the middle.

It was just a shadowy shape; apart from its two dark, empty eyes, it was almost impossible to discern any distinguishable features.

Shadowfolk?

Li Ziran frowned slightly. This was a race that lived in the shadows, and their organs were the most unique.

Legend has it that one can Undead by dwelling in the shadows; this is the only being in the world capable of drawing Shadow Element from the Elemental Tide.

He had never been associated with this race and didn't quite understand it.

The appearance of this Shadowfolk caused everyone to stand up straight.

The Shadowfolk nodded, turning to Anfuni first. A slight smile played on his lips, but his voice was dry as he spoke, "You've changed so much in just a few days. It's truly a pity that Jon has suffered such a fate, but he is incredibly fortunate to have been able to condense the Eternal Light. Anfuni, although your soul is different, you are still a descendant of Jon, and with his protection, you are even more fortunate. As you said, you can inherit everything within Jon's Shadow Space."

After speaking, his gaze swept over everyone, and his expression suddenly became serious. "Gentlemen, the Shadow Society was established by the Shadowfolk, and I should have been the one to organize the gathering. However, everyone has the right to initiate a meeting. This time, Duke Rhine and Bone Dragon Mentor jointly initiated the meeting. After review, I agree to hold this meeting. The meeting agenda is very simple: first, the application for new members; second, we will have new business. So, let's start with the first one. I directly agree to Anfuni; no vote is needed. As for Sandrew's nomination of Li Ziran, does anyone have any objections?"

Upon hearing this, Li Ziran was instantly dumbfounded.

Shadow Society?

Nomination?

Is Jon a member of this organization?

The series of messages left him stunned, and suddenly he remembered Sandrew's question from a few months ago.

'Have you ever wanted to try your luck on a bigger platform?'

He had thought Sandrew would take him as a disciple, but now it seemed he was going to push him into the Shadow Society.

Is this the platform right now?

But what exactly is this organization?

He may not understand, but he can sense what kind of field this is.

Jon is a veteran here, and Anfuni seems to be joining after some negotiations. There's even Spatial Mantis here that Li Ziran most wants to see.

This was an opportunity, and more importantly, it was Sandrew's appreciation.

This organization was by no means just any random Slave-Catching Group.

He had to seize this opportunity. Although he still didn't understand the purpose of the organization's existence, Li Ziran's keen intuition told him that this was a chance that could propel him to great heights.

He would never miss an opportunity.

No sooner had the Shadowfolk finished speaking than the Vampire in the far distance retorted, "The Shadow Society was founded to serve the Shadowfolk and enhance our influence in the Dark Council. Each member is an elite in their respective field, and many are members of the Dark Council's Lower House. If my mental perception is correct, this person should be a Witch Doctor, or at best, Grand Witch Doctor, judging from the Spirit World. He's not even a simple Witch Priest, so why should we recruit him?"

Sandrew seemed to have known the answer all along. He winked at the stunned Li Ziran and pointed to the Butterfly Girl in the center of the table, saying, "Li Ziran, let your friends see your masterpiece."

Dark Council!

This was actually an organization under the Dark Council.

Moreover, it wasn't the peripheral team that the teacher kept trying to join; it should be a core secret organization.

He had only heard of such organizations, which were rumored to be led by mysterious members of parliament, and he always thought it was just hearsay.

I was terrified, but I didn't stop. This was the perfect time to show my mettle.

Clearly, what Sandrew was asking him to do was to bring out this fully developed Embryo.

The red rope was untied, and blood dripped onto the Frog's forehead. The two Medusa Corpse Witch broke free from the gender-changing curse and walked to the round table, pulling the Butterfly Girl's body towards the edge of the table.

Everyone stared at Li Ziran, wondering what this young man was up to.

Only Sandrew, Rhine Duke, Anfuni smiled quietly, as if they were watching a magnificent performance.

The two Corpse Witch began applying Revival Potion to the Butterfly Girl's lower abdomen; this was a task only they could perform, and the subsequent surgery would also be handled by the Corpse Witch.

The curse carried by the Embryo is useless against the Undead. If it were Li Ziran, all his fingers would be cut off as soon as he got close to the uterus.

Li Ziran didn't move, remaining still like a puppet, but at this moment all his attention was focused on the Butterfly Girl's protruding belly.

He has to give it his all.

After a brief patting motion, the Corpse Witch picked up a scalpel and placed it on her lower abdomen.

As the scalpel cut through the abdomen, the delicate flesh began to split outwards in an orderly fashion, revealing the coiled intestines beneath the mucosa.

The intestines emitted a soft blue light, and the mucous membrane on the surface of the blue light was desperately converting water Magic Power.

"This girl's intestines?" the Ogre began to ask in a loud voice, but Sandrew stopped him, pointing at the Corpse Witch being controlled by Anjing, indicating that silence was needed at this moment.

The scalpel slid along the right side of the intestines, and each time it slid a little, another Corpse Witch would carefully spray Volcanic Potion nearby.

This medicine can prevent infection by Elemental Bug.

The scalpel had fully opened the right abdomen, revealing a coconut-shaped uterus that was now throbbing like a heart.

No, it wasn't a vibration.

Instead, two tiny feet were kicking rapidly against the uterine wall, the sound like drumming, as if the baby inside was impatient to be born.

As the uterus moved, visible ripples spread out, like tiny, transparent knives, slicing open everyone's souls.

"Secret Technique? The Demon's Severing Profound Art?" the Ogre exclaimed in astonishment.

Shh!

"Shut up!" This time, it was Shadow Elder who shouted directly.

However, Li Ziran stopped at this moment. The current symptoms proved that the Embryo had fully developed, but there was another choice to make.

This time, he looked at Shadow Elder in the very center and asked, "Senior, the Embryo has fully developed. Should we have a natural birth or a cesarean section?"