Douluo Continent: This Tang San is different

Chapter 568 The Mystery of Divine Affinity

Tang San brought Hawke into the laboratory, put on a white lab coat, and asked Hawke to take off his clothes, preparing to give him a thorough examination.

Hawke stared at the array of medical and chemical experimental equipment he had seen on television and in textbooks in his previous life, as well as some unknown soul-guided devices, and shuddered: "You look just like a mad scientist."

"Don't worry, it's just a basic physical exam. We won't dissect you. At most, we'll collect your blood, hair, skin, oral epithelial cells, urine, etc. for testing."

Tang San gestured for the other party to calm down, "Even in modern society, if you have special abilities, the official departments would never dissect you. Don't believe those brainless plots in movies and TV series. A legitimate institution has a complete medical system and sound psychological counseling institutions. Your health and safety are the most valuable things."

Hawke stared tremblingly at the sharp knife in Tang San's hand, swallowed hard, and forced a smile: "Well, it would be even more convincing if you weren't holding that knife."

"Me?" Tang San smiled slightly. "I'm not in a proper place right now."

Hawke's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted, "I regret it!"

"Too late! Hehehe!" Tang San laughed arrogantly, but his eyes were clear as he listened to the sound of the blood flowing rapidly in the other's body. It was as if he saw the sea roaring and crashing against the cliff, rumbling continuously. Although it was rapid, it was full of rhythm and without any disorder, and it was continuous.

Seeing that Tang San hadn't made a move yet, Hawke realized that Tang San wasn't going to dissect him, and he breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down.

At this moment, as Tang San observed, Hawke's blood flow slowed down, like the undulating surface of the sea, constantly pulsating, yet calm and serene.

"What are you doing?" Hawke asked, puzzled.

"Let's examine the fluctuations in your blood caused by emotional excitement." Tang San put down the knife in his hand. "Using ordinary methods to examine your body, we can only get one result: your body is about four or five times stronger than that of an ordinary Soul Master of the same level, nothing more."

"But I sensed a different outcome—"

"Your heartbeat and blood flow seem to mimic the rhythm of the ocean, and this rhythm changes with your emotions."

Hawke thought for a moment and said, "This might be the effect of the Tide Body Refinement."

"Perhaps during the process of body tempering by the tides, your body will adapt to the rhythm of the ocean, but once you leave that environment, this rhythm will gradually fade away."

Tang San shook his head. "After all, you can't live in that kind of environment forever, right? The greatest effect of Tide Body Tempering is to temper your body and blood under the impact of the waves, but you can't turn this fluctuation into a passive force."

Simply put, it's a habit, or rather, a predisposition.

"People living at low altitudes who suddenly go to high altitudes will experience some changes in their appearance after adapting. The most obvious change is that their appearance becomes rougher."

"The same principle applies to body tempering through tides."

"In short, it is a process of adaptation, and this adaptation changes according to the changes in the environment. In different environments, people also need different coping methods. Just like when a Soul Master goes to different Soul Hunting Forests to hunt Soul Beasts, he also needs to prepare different equipment, otherwise he will be twice as hard and half as hard."

Hawke suddenly realized, then said with a puzzled look, "Why does this sound a bit like science?"

"This is science."

Tang San suddenly felt like he was talking to a brick wall. "Science is not the same as technology. It is just a way of thinking. Discovering natural laws, summarizing laws, and utilizing laws. No matter what lofty words are used to describe this behavior and its results, as long as it conforms to the set of logical theories they have summarized, it can be classified into the category of 'science'."

"In the Douluo Continent, any powerful cultivator who has achieved success can be considered a scientist. It's just that some scientists are not good at summarizing, have bad tempers, and are stubborn."

Hawke's eye twitched, and he asked, "What did you do in your past life?"

"That's the secret." Tang San didn't answer, but continued the previous topic, "Your blood flows like the rhythm of the ocean, and can be maintained almost permanently, which must be due to the power of the Sea God."

"The Light of Poseidon." Hawke touched the golden trident mark on his brow with a heavy heart. "This must be the thing that's changing the way my blood flows."

"In my past life, there was a conspiracy theory that the gods in the divine realm were all souls, cultivating successors to seize their physical bodies," Tang San mentioned a lesser-known claim. "Have you heard of it?"

"Uh... could it really be true?" Hawke was startled. If becoming a god meant sacrificing one's physical body to the god, how terrible would that be?

"Incorrect, but not entirely wrong either." Tang San held up one finger. "The successor of a god inherits the position of the previous god, that is: the divine position."

"And what does a divine position look like?"

"Is there a specific shape? Are there any property requirements?"

"These questions may be a bit abstract, but there is no doubt that inheriting a divine position means that the successor's physical body must be able to adapt to the divine position; in short, it means becoming like the divine position."

Hawke opened his mouth, and after a long while, asked, "So, the affinity reward given to the successor during the divine trial is to make the successor's body more suitable for the placement of the divine position?"

"That's how it is." Tang San nodded. "If the previous god is completely dead, such as the Rakshasa God or the Angel God, rewarding affinity is not a problem, since the current successor controls everything."

"If the previous god hadn't died, then the successor might have been affected by him."

"The 'me' in the original work had an affinity level of over 100%... Even though 100% was enough to inherit it, the Sea God raised the affinity level to over 100%."

"I reckon that Tang San's body would be more suitable for the position of Sea God than the original Poseidon's."

Hawke thought it was a good idea, but the prerequisite for raising the limit was losing freedom and being subtly influenced in terms of temperament, so it would be better not to have this power.

Losing oneself...

Hawke has never experienced it, and never wants to.

"Am I going to have to go through this too?" Hawke didn't want to experience being transformed into "something". Putting aside whether there were any pitfalls, it was too strange for Tang San to describe this feeling.

"Of course, otherwise how would you inherit the position of Sea God?" Tang San then changed the subject, "However, your martial soul is a trident, which is almost identical to the Sea God's trident. I imagine that even if this thing were to be 'inserted' into your body, it wouldn't require much modification. At least compared to me, whose martial soul is the Blue Silver Emperor, it would be much simpler to modify your body with the light of the Sea God."

Hawke was on the verge of tears.

After all, he jumped into this pit of his own volition...

(End of this chapter)

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