A Taste of It

The sudden change in space surprised Li Ziran. Although he had the theory of Derivative Space in his mind, this was the first time he had ever seen a scene switch so easily.

It is clearly a more sophisticated spatial control, or some ingenious spatial mechanisms.

Li Ziran didn't understand, but he liked the feeling of this free-flowing change, and he was fascinated by the way this method of casually traversing space and bringing experimental materials to his doorstep.

This slave warehouse was far superior in status to his secret chamber.

However, he knew that to have such a space, in addition to ability, he also needed financial resources. At his current level, it would be quite good if he could manage the pond and build a snake shed.

After a brief moment of astonishment, Li Ziran refocused his attention on the Wind Elf, understanding that one should not be overly ambitious.

Even through the cage, you could feel the Elves trembling. He didn't have the fiery temper of the Fire Elf from before; instead, he looked at Sandrew with a trembling gaze.

Li Ziran smiled at the other person. He was only harvesting some organs. Apart from unique organs like the heart, the other organs could basically still live after he harvested them.

He opened the cell door and went inside. The light of the Transformation Spell fell on the Elves, and this time it went exceptionally smoothly. The Elves was like a lab rat, easily turning into Frog.

Something's not right; even the rabbits are putting up a fight. Clearly, Sandrew has done something to prevent his slaves from causing trouble for Li Ziran.

Without any pretense, he pulled out a red rope, tied it to his hind legs, hung him up, sprayed him with anesthetic, and then cut open his abdomen.

The spleen and stomach are normal organs, but the mucous membrane of the kidneys forms a closed magic circle, with a crooked, magical character in the center of the circle.

Li Ziran frowned instantly. This text was completely different from Jon's. It seemed to have been scribbled on randomly, and there were many breaks. The magic circle formed by the mucous membrane was also very poorly made. It was not a perfect circle like Jon's at all, and the lines were undulating, like rows of wavy lines.

At this moment, the kidneys are trembling slightly, and wisps of Wind Element combine to form Magic Power, settling on the surface.

Li Ziran ripped open his heart again, and just as he had imagined, the magic circle that had evolved from the mucous membrane was like a graffiti mess, completely disordered, and the extracted fire Magic Power was very weak, almost unbearable to look at.

"Is he Intermediate Mage?" Li Ziran countered.

Sandrew nodded, but Li Ziran simply didn't believe it. This was too weak; it felt like it had just been born. Even if it couldn't compare to Jon, at least the mucous membrane of the organ itself should be a normal circle, and the characters in the center of the mucous membrane should be neat and orderly.

"Is there a problem?" Sandrew asked, seemingly sensing something was amiss.

Li Ziran smiled and looked at the next Elves, "Can I open another one?"

"Of course, you can do whatever you want today, but it would be best if the girl had a heart implanted," Sandrew said with a smile.

Li Ziran nodded. This wasn't difficult. What puzzled him now was how the organs of these Common Elf could be so inadequate.

There were plenty of materials in front of him, so he didn't stand on ceremony with Sandrew and opened another cell door to go inside.

Transformation Spell, red rope hung up, anesthetic sprayed, gutted.

Because of his eagerness, Li Ziran acted very quickly, but the result was not ideal.

This Elves's stomach produced very little water Magic Power, and its mucous membrane was very irregular, even containing many triangles. Especially the characters in the center, if Li Ziran hadn't observed them closely, he would have thought it was a lump of flesh.

I tried five Mid-tier Elf in a row, but the results were increasingly unsatisfactory.

Finally, we had to target the Advanced Elf Mage. Although the mucous membranes on these Elves' kidneys were smooth, they were far from delicate enough, especially the central characters, which always felt awkward, as if they had lost their soul.

Li Ziran let out a long sigh; he had figured out the reason.

My standards are too high.

Having witnessed Jon's Magic Organ, they looked down on the Common Elf.

At the same time, he was secretly relieved that he now knew what ultimate perfection was. If he hadn't been inside Jon's body, he probably would have thought that these organs were already high-end products.

After all, in the past, even Advanced Mage were considered big shots to Li Ziran.

The Title Magister is truly not something that can be achieved in an ordinary way.

Li Ziran raised his head and looked at the vast Elves of elves before him, when suddenly an idea came to him.

Now that he knows what the best organs are, he can use Jon's organs as a reference to find the best organs among these Elves.

Although organs cannot reach perfection, getting as close as possible is still excellent.

He wanted to provide the Butterfly Girl with the most perfect set of organs, not only to be worthy of Sandrew, but also to accumulate ample experience in organ donation.

Heart!

Since Sandrew wanted to give the Butterfly Girl a heart transplant, he decided to operate on her heart first.

Since the heart draws upon the Fire Element, Fire Elf have a much higher chance of producing magical hearts.

"Master, bring me all the Fire Elf!" Li Ziran said directly.

Sandrew looked at Li Ziran without refusing. With a flash of his eyes, the entire space instantly transformed. When it stabilized, a row of cages appeared in front of him, each containing Fire Elf.

Their bright red hair and surging Fire Element were particularly eye-catching; there were a total of sixty-eight Advanced Fire Elf.

Li Ziran hung the Frog that the Butterfly Girl had transformed into on the horizontal bar, rolled up his sleeves, and stepped directly into the first cage.

Sandrew watched quietly from the side, deliberately suppressing the Elves to avoid causing trouble for Li Ziran. However, less than half a blink of an eye after Li Ziran entered, the Elves turned into Frog.

In just a few breaths, Li Ziran can complete the entire process from transforming into a frog to being disemboweled.

In less than half an hour, Li Ziran had dissected all the Mid-tier Elf, and now he was going to take on the Advanced Elf Mage.

Even though he was Magister, he had never seen anything so fast. It was almost like a cursory glance, a quick look after cutting open the belly, and then moving on to the next Elves.

But he knew that Li Ziran had his own ideas. This kind of approach would only come from an extremely confident person, like him, who could create a Corpse Witch with ease. And a person with such confidence must have accumulated it through countless practices, bit by bit.

This is the true skill honed through practice.

Sandru's goodwill towards Li Ziran increased unconsciously, but Li Ziran was not aware of Sandrew's goodwill at the moment; all his thoughts were focused on the Elves.

"Elven Organ change as their Magic Power decomposition abilities improve; the Magic Organ of Advanced Elf Mage are significantly superior to those of Intermediate Elf Mage."

"Although far inferior to Jon's, some of the stripes on the mucous membranes of these organs have already reached a perfect form. These mucous membranes should be the most important components of the organs. Based on the structure of the mucous membranes, one can completely determine the mage's own achievements."

"The writing systems are different, and each Elves's heart is different, yet they share similarities. This proves that the writing on the organs is not uniform, but rather evolves naturally according to the absorption of Elemental Tide. Each writing system has a reference point, and the evolution of the organs will cause significant changes in the writing."

Li Ziran summarized everything bit by bit, and he had never felt so relieved before. In that instant, he seemed to have witnessed the entire process of organ evolution.

His teacher taught him Transformation Spell in Tadpole Script, Anfuni taught him Grass Script, and Sandrew and Karen instilled in him a special Oracle Bone Script. It was as if every field in this world had its own script. Although these scripts were different, they seemed to be able to drive the elements in the Elemental Tide, and through recombination and arrangement, they formed special rules.

However, in the field of organ science, there should also be written language, which evolved naturally.

Ordinary organs have absolutely no writing, but once they become Magic Organ, writing will appear.

When it first appears, it may only be a small dot or a tiny line, but as it absorbs the Elemental Tide, the text will gradually improve and eventually take shape.

Li Ziran even speculated that it was the existence of writing that triggered mutations in the mucous membranes of the organs themselves, and the combination of the two led to the magical transformation of the organs.

Of course, this is just speculation, because no Witch Doctor has proven the existence of writing on the organs themselves, and no book has described in detail the organ structures of different creatures. But Li Ziran could sense that this was a product of natural evolution.

Organs, in their original form, convey the most primal messages of living beings through text.

"Have you found it?" Sandrew urged, looking at the Frog whose belly had been completely ripped open. He was somewhat angry as he saw Li Ziran standing there in a daze, not having received a heart transplant.

"Oh well."

Li Ziran quickly turned around, walked into the fifty-second cage, and directly removed the heart from the girl. Then, he carefully cut off the Butterfly Girl's heart, controlled the blood vessels, connected the nerves, and implanted it into her.

The entire process was smooth and efficient; in less than an hour, the Sacred Potion was sprayed and the suturing was completed.

"Is that all?" Sandrew looked at Li Ziran in confusion.

That's a bit too fast, isn't it?