Wizard Immortal

Chapter 135 Conversion Rate

Standing in front of the spacious laboratory door, Adir pondered the experiment he had just conducted.

After a while, he turned and walked towards the stone platform in front of him, preparing to continue the experiment.

A month later.

With a creak, the closed door to the room was opened from the outside, and several guards walked in directly, looking at Adir with respectful expressions and saying, "Lord Adir, the person has arrived."

"Let them in."

Standing still, listening to the voices of the guards outside, Adir nodded.

Several guards responded and withdrew. After a while, the sound of a cane hitting the ground could be heard outside.

Elwar was wearing a long red robe, with the sleeve of his left hand hanging open, while he held a wooden cane in his right hand to support his body.

His hair looked disheveled, and his face was haggard, as if he hadn't slept in a long time. However, upon seeing Adir, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes: "Adir, is it ready?"

Standing on the experimental table in the room, Adir nodded as he listened to Elva's words.

Looking at Elva standing behind him, he walked directly to the wooden cabinet next to him and took out a bottle of blue potion.

"Drink this potion, then lie down directly on it."

Looking at Elwar, Adir spoke.

"This..." Looking at the pale blue potion handed to him by Adir, Elva hesitated for a moment, but still drank it directly.

After finishing his drink, he placed the glass bottle on a wooden table to the side, then walked straight forward and lay down on the spacious stone platform.

Under Adir's gaze, a strong sense of fatigue washed over him, making his eyelids heavy and causing him to slowly close them.

Within just a few minutes, he fell into a deep sleep and completely lost all awareness of his surroundings.

Seeing this, Adir nodded.

The upcoming modification surgery will be very stressful for the person being modified; if they can just fall asleep, the modification process will be much easier.

"Bring over the things we prepared earlier, and while you're at it, take off his clothes."

Standing still, looking at Elwa, who had fallen asleep on the stone platform, Adir spoke softly.

Hearing Adir's words, several guards in leather armor stepped forward and, as Adir instructed, removed Elwa's clothes.

"Chip, activate auxiliary mode."

Once everything was ready, Adir stood before the stone platform and gave instructions to the chip in his mind.

In an instant, a large amount of data surfaced in his mind, constructing a detailed image of the human body structure before his eyes, with a large amount of data constantly changing.

"Let's begin."

Looking at the unconscious Elwa, Adir remained calm, walked forward, and made several cuts on Elwa's body, letting the blood flow out continuously.

This is in preparation for bloodline replacement surgery.

For Adir, replacing an arm for an ordinary person wouldn't be too difficult, but fully restoring Elva's body would be more troublesome.

The chip revealed that many of Elwar's organs were permanently damaged, and many parts of his body had lost their vitality.

While Adir's current abilities wouldn't preclude recovery, it would be far too troublesome and require a lengthy recovery period. A better approach would be bloodline modification, which would not only heal existing injuries during the process but also grant him new power.

With the experimental experience gained in the previous period, and with the assistance of the chip, Adil's surgical modification went very smoothly this time, and no problems arose after more than half of the procedure was completed.

"The arm has been reattached, and after the rejection reaction was eliminated, it has begun to regain its activity... However, the subsequent bloodline modification process is still a bit troublesome."

Standing in front of the stone platform, Adir calmly observed Elwa's physical reactions through the chip, muttering to himself as he took out a small glass bottle from the side.

Inside a glass bottle the size of a normal person's middle finger, a pale silvery, murky liquid flows quietly, emitting a silvery luster.

These silvery liquids possess a unique quality, like living beings; simply staring at them evokes a sense of awe and majesty.

This is the bloodline of the refined Bronze Behemoth, which Adir obtained but never used until now.

"It's a pity that the bloodline of the Highland Giant has lost its activity, and we haven't had time to find a way to activate it yet. Otherwise, given Elwa's situation, using the Highland Giant's bloodline would undoubtedly be more suitable."

Standing there, looking at the test tube emitting a pale silver glow, Adir said with some regret.

Regardless, Elwar was his former friend, unlike those experimental subjects, so he couldn't be fooled with the purified bloodline of those bloodthirsty orcs.

However, apart from the bloodlines of those bloodthirsty orcs, Adir only had a trace of the bloodlines of the Bronze Behemoths and the Highland Giants left.

Of these two bloodlines, the Highland Giant bloodline is extracted from bones. Because it has been there for so long, it has lost most of its activity and cannot be used until its activity is activated, so it is naturally impossible to use it here. Therefore, only the bloodline purified from the Bronze Behemoth can be used.

"The chip simulates the degree of bloodline transformation based on the target's tolerance."

Looking at the pale silver test tube in his hand, Adir gave instructions to the chip in his mind.

"Task established, begin comparing databases..."

"Simulation complete. Based on database data comparison...the estimated maximum bloodline conversion rate is 0.23%..."

After a while, the voice of the chip in my mind rang out again.

"Such a low conversion rate?"

Adir was somewhat surprised to hear the notification sound from the chip.

The so-called bloodline conversion rate refers to the proportion of a certain bloodline in the body.

Through his knowledge of bloodlines and his personal experiments over this period, Adir understood. Regarding bloodline transformation, every life form has its own limit. Once that limit is exceeded, not only is death likely, but transformation into another creature is also possible.

Take Adir's previous experiment as an example. If a strong ordinary person were to transplant the bloodline of a bloodthirsty orc, once the conversion rate exceeded 20%, their body would inevitably transform into that of a bloodthirsty orc. Not only would their skin turn the blood-gray color of a bloodthirsty orc, but their body would also continue to grow taller, exhibiting certain degrees of bestiality symptoms.

However, if the bloodline of the bloodthirsty orc is transplanted into a knight, then because the knight's own endurance is much stronger, the bloodline conversion rate can be increased.

However, the higher the bloodline conversion rate, the greater the bloodline bonus that can be obtained after conversion.

"After 1,700 simulations and comparisons, there is a 96.7% chance that the transplanted bloodline is the Silver Behemoth bloodline..." At this moment, the notification sound from the chip in my mind rang out again.

Hearing the notification in his mind, Adir was startled at first, then reacted: "Organize the database and retrieve the information on the Silver Behemoth!"

"Task established, begin comparing databases..."

"Silver Behemoth, a level-two creature, possesses some bloodline of the ancient creature—the Primal Behemoth. Adults stand 100 meters tall and possess immense physical strength, capable of directly confronting a level-two wizard..."

"According to thirteen books including the Book of Bloodlines, the Behemoth Scroll, and the Otherworldly Notes... Behemoths are born among orcs. There is an extremely small chance that a bronze Behemoth will be born from the union of bloodthirsty orcs, an extremely small chance that a silver Behemoth will be born from the union of bronze Behemoths, an extremely small chance that a gold Behemoth will be born from the union of silver Behemoths..."

"What is the probability of this extremely small chance?" Adir asked subconsciously, listening to the prompt from the chip in his mind.

"Excluding false information... According to the thirteen pieces of true data, the probability of a Bloodthirsty Beastman giving birth to a Bronze Behemoth is one in ten thousand, the probability of a Bronze Behemoth giving birth to a Silver Behemoth is one in five hundred thousand, and the probability of a Silver Behemoth giving birth to a Gold Behemoth is unknown..." The voice of the chip machine rang out again in his mind.

Hearing this probability, Adir's lips twitched, somewhat speechless: "Such a low success rate... no wonder I've never heard of any wizard having any ideas about orcs."

"If you really want to obtain a superior bloodline in this way, you'll probably die of old age before you even realize it."

Thinking of this, Adir looked at the silver bloodline in his hand and muttered to himself thoughtfully, "However, if the bloodline purified through the chip really reaches the level of a Silver Behemoth, then such a low conversion rate can be explained."

The higher the bloodline, the stronger the oppression it exerts on the lower bloodlines.

Elwa was just an ordinary person. Although he had the qualifications of a knight, he had not activated the life seed. His body was weakened by wine and women and he was injured. His endurance was probably worse than that of an ordinary person. Naturally, he could not convert much of the bloodline of a creature like the Silver Behemoth.

"But even if it's just a small amount of conversion, it should be enough."

Composing himself, Adir looked at Elwa lying quietly on the stone platform and thought to himself.

Silver Behemoths are creatures comparable to second-level wizards. Even just transplanting a little bloodline would contain enough power to transform an ordinary person, so curing Elwa shouldn't be a problem at all.

Thinking of this, he continued to look at Elwa on the stone platform in front of him.

On the stone platform, the bloodline conversion magic array was fully lit. Elwa, pale-faced, lay quietly on it, seemingly no longer aware of the outside world.

Looking at Elwar, Adir opened the bottle in his hand that emitted a silvery luster and carefully sprinkled a little of the thick silver liquid inside onto the stone platform.

As if a life force had been activated, the bloodline transformation magic array on the stone platform emitted bursts of light, appearing even brighter than before.

(End of this chapter)