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Chapter 776 Miyuki is a Little Scary

Melting complete!
The knife is a good knife.

It's an absolutely excellent knife, and also a truly deadly one.

Saeko's sword had already killed many aliens and monsters, and she had also killed many soul enemies in Choi Myo's dreams.

Although it doesn't have the record of killing 100,000 aliens with the Blade of the Terrible, it's getting close.

Now, adding the Blade of Tarrrist, this deadly weapon...
"Hehehehehe! What a fine knife! What a fine knife!!!"

Saeko Busujima stared at the murderous dagger in her hand, her eyes gleaming and her face radiating barely suppressed excitement. This sword combined the sharpness of the original blade with the ferocity of the Blade of the Towerist; holding it, she felt an inexhaustible power coursing through her veins, making her blood boil.

Although it was an extremely vicious blade, she could control it. After all, she was already used to being with vicious blades, and besides, Cui Ming was by her side. With his aura protecting her, even the fiercest blade would have to obey her in her hands.

In a moment of joy, Saeko Busujima put the knife aside and grabbed Choi Myung's arm.

Elbow! Get inside!

The newly forged murder weapon lay silently in place, its blade trembling slightly, as if silently complaining: I really am just a part of your game.
Saeko Busujima was overjoyed with her new weapon, secretly planning to find a few clueless aliens to test it out and celebrate. She brandished her new sword, the blade tracing sharp arcs in the air, a flash of bloodthirsty desire flickering in her eyes.

unfortunately
Recently, it seems that the aliens have heard some rumors and have all become very quiet. They are not only not causing trouble, but there are also very few of them hanging around near Earth.

"What a pity," Saeko Busujima pursed her lips, her heart filled with regret. She really wanted to cut down a few more aliens, to truly experience the power of this new sword, and to satisfy her burgeoning bloodlust. But she wasn't in a hurry. She knew that those aliens would eventually surface, and then there would be plenty of opportunities for this new sword to have its fill.

"Tsk, Saeko, can't you like something that's not so scary?"

At home, Misato was dressed casually in a loose-fitting loungewear set, her hair loosely tied back. She sat on the sofa, holding a snack prepared by Choi Ming in one hand and a chilled beer in the other, taking a leisurely sip. In any case, given their current physical condition, they didn't need to worry about gout or anything like that. "I do have normal hobbies, it's just that I prefer weapons, like how Lin-nee likes collecting monster heads," Saeko thought, considering her hobby to be relatively normal compared to Lindis. She leaned her new sword against the corner of the wall, the blade reflecting a cold light, somewhat out of place in the cozy home atmosphere.

“...That’s true.” Misato paused for a moment, then nodded. Thinking about Rin’s hobby, Saeko’s liking for weapons didn’t seem so unacceptable anymore. The monster heads Rin collected were all grotesque and terrifying, some still bearing traces of blood; compared to Saeko’s sword, those were truly chilling.

As for the knife being vicious...
"Hey! Can anyone be fiercer than my family?" Misato glanced at Choi Myung, who was busy in the kitchen, then looked at Saeko, whose eyes were still filled with excitement, and thought to herself. Choi Myung, needless to say, was the Storm One, feared by countless enemies in space. The number of human and animal lives he had taken was probably far greater than the number of aliens killed by this knife. Saeko, though seemingly gentle, possessed a ruthlessness that was unmatched when she fought. Thinking about it this way, the knife's ferocity was utterly insignificant in this household.

There's no normal person in this family. Well, it would be strange if there were.
Meanwhile, Cui Ming was in the laboratory teaching Mei Xue how to quickly remove some parasitic organisms. Various sophisticated instruments were placed on the experimental table, along with several restrained white mice, their bodies parasitized by organisms simulating Radam larvae.

Recent research has shown that the larvae of the Radam worm can be cut out directly with the right technique. Cui Ming explained to Mei Xue while holding a special scalpel: "Look, the attachment point of the Radam worm is very special. We must find the weak point in its connection with the host's nerves. We must be quick, accurate, and ruthless. We can't give it time to react, otherwise, once it contracts, it will cause even greater damage to the host."

"Hmm. Let's practice!" Cui Ming gestured for Miyuki to pick up the scalpel. Although he felt bad for these practice mice, this sacrifice was necessary to save the innocent people controlled by the Radam creatures.

Such precise manipulation was simple for Cui Ming. His hands were as steady as a rock, and the scalpel seemed to come alive in his grasp. Each incision was perfectly timed, detaching the parasite from the white rat with minimal resistance. This was thanks to the experience he had accumulated through countless cycles of practice, and even more so to his practice on himself—those deep-seated wounds had transformed into his current superb skills.

Cui Ming's medical skills may not be the best, but they are definitely the most suitable for the battlefield. He often said, "Although I cannot guarantee a complete cure, I can guarantee that you will survive to reach the rear hospital where you can continue your treatment." This pragmatic and efficient style was honed by him on the battlefield amidst blood and fire.

Miyuki desperately needed this skill. Her hand holding the scalpel trembled slightly, her eyes filled with tension. After all, she wasn't a professional doctor; she couldn't even bear to kill a chicken, let alone perform a surgical procedure requiring such high precision. But she knew she had to learn it, because she would be facing her family controlled by Radam. She had to precisely remove the larvae without harming her loved ones—a tremendous challenge for her.

"Don't be afraid, take your time, find the right spot." Cui Ming patiently guided her from the side, his eyes filled with encouragement. He knew how much pressure Mei Xue was under, and he understood what this skill meant to her.

Miyuki took a deep breath, gripped the scalpel tightly, and carefully made her way towards the parasite on the white rat, following the method taught by Choi Myung. The only sounds in the laboratory were the faint sound of the scalpel cutting and the two people's slightly heavy breathing.

Thank you again to the lab mice for their efforts. I hope you can be reborn as humans in your next life.
Now, we will continue the experiment.
Looking at the white mouse in front of him, Cui Ming continued to teach Mei Xue how to remove the nerve.

(End of this chapter)