Sherlock Holmes is not a warp god.

Chapter 130 A Father's Blessing, A New Form of Life

The low temperature was no longer widespread, but rather concentrated around Fren's body.

The temperature of Fren's entire body instantly approached minus two hundred degrees Celsius.

Life vanished in the blink of an eye; all the cells were frozen to death. The ripples that illuminated the entire body were like a drop of hot water in the dead of winter, instantly rendered useless.

However, Furen remained conscious. Just like when he was shot in the head at the beginning, Furen calmly observed everything in front of him.

His eyes had been ruptured by the swollen lens, but Fren could still see what was happening in front of him through those eyes.

All that the Sky Eye needs is the concept of an eye.

The elderly man, his consciousness waning, chose to attack by transforming his entire body into elements. The combination of ice and water began to create the extreme temperature he could achieve. His consciousness was severely compromised by the previous mental attack; he could only maintain it for a maximum of two minutes, otherwise he would permanently lose a part of his body—perhaps limbs or brainstem. Without becoming a super-level being or possessing high-level self-healing abilities, his body would be severely affected.

Fren wanted to sigh, but found that he had lost the ability to sigh.

The sudden drop in temperature took his life. It's unknown whether there will be any life left in his body after thawing.

Fren pondered that dead cells probably don't have the ability to heal themselves.

Not only cellular manipulation and self-healing, but also abilities closely related to the body's spirituality, such as fire, cutting, wind, and endurance enhancement, are unusable.

Spiritual perception is alright, it's more related to the soul and spirituality. But in the current situation, the soul and spirituality are of little use.

It seems they've run out of options; life, in such low temperatures, ultimately has no room for resistance.

This feeling of powerlessness reminded Freun of the suffering he experienced when he was sick.

In his suffering, Fren spent his entire life in a sickbed, only able to gaze out the window at the vibrant lives on the playground.

Amidst a mix of helplessness and envy, physical pain becomes secondary.

With a good mental hard drive, Fren was able to revisit the memories of his suffering.

The pain I remember resonates with the helplessness I feel in the face of extreme cold in the real world today.

Fren thought for a moment, but couldn't suppress the feeling.

A new kind of pain arises from Freun's consciousness, shines in the emotional dimension, and guides existence in the subspace.

The loving father is looking over here.

The last time Fren saw his loving father gaze upon him was during the ritual when the [Endurance Enhancement] seal was engraved, and he also received...

They bestowed a portion of the blessings.

Later, through rituals, he learned fire and cutting, but he never saw the Father. Since these abilities were unrelated to life and didn't involve suffering, the Father didn't care.

However, this time, the pain that resurfaced surprised the loving father.

Only life can feel pain.

In the warp, it wouldn't matter much, since all life in the warp, including all gods, has bodies composed of psionic energy. The bodies they manifest are the gods' shaping of psionic energy.

In the real world, all life requires a living body.

The life that is about to unfold is one of suffering, yet it is dead.

For the first time, the loving father learned what a bug was.

He might not know what a bug is, but the loving father felt a little awkward looking at the cold, hard "unknown object" in front of him.

The loving father doesn't care about anything in the subspace, but he will pay attention to anything that violates cognition.

When ordinary people scan an anthill, they won't pay attention even if there are many ants. If they see an ant the size of a thumb in the colony, they won't immediately think it's an abnormal monster; they'll just wonder if there's nuclear radiation nearby, causing genetic mutations.

But if you see an ant that doesn't spray acid but instead breathes fire while shooting spider silk from its tail, you might feel a bit overwhelmed for a moment.

That's the feeling of a loving father; the unidentified object in front of him became increasingly awkward.

A life capable of experiencing pain must possess "feeling." Pain can only exist if one can perceive the external world and oneself.

But how can a dead creature have any senses?

After death, the soul should obediently dissipate or attach itself to objects.

It's wrong of you to keep stirring up pain to attract my attention.

After countless years, the loving father finally had the idea of ​​intervening in the real world again.

There is no concept of distance between the subspace and the real world.

The father himself didn't even know how long he had been cooking the liquid in the large pot in front of him.

Over the long years, some creatures have been fortunate enough to receive a few drops from the pot.

The loving father, now using the ladle in his hand that was stirring the large pot, spilled a few drops out.

Then I thought about it and realized that the problem might be a bit serious this time, so I sprinkled a few more drops.

A few drops of fluid appeared in Fren's body and seeped into a cell.

With his third eye, Furen immediately saw the changes within his own body.

Cells modified through high-dimensional processes are life structures unlike any other life form in the real world.

The identification process was simple. After examining it closely, Fren found that the cells were indeed different.

All cells on Earth contain genetic material, which consists of deoxyribonucleotides and ribonucleotides.

Only in this way can the process of division and differentiation be replicated.

However, this cell contains neither DNA nor RNA.

Fren didn't yet know how this cell worked. He wasn't even sure if it should be called a cell.

However, there is no doubt that this cell is incredibly powerful.

The mixture of ice and water still flowed over Fren's body, absorbing every bit of heat.

Inside Fren's body, this cell was constantly devouring the surrounding frozen tissue.

In less than ten seconds, Fren's entire body was transformed into these cells, and his frozen body tissues gradually regained their function.

The terrifyingly low temperature persisted, but Fren was able to move.

After moving around a bit, Furen found that his body was still a little stiff; after all, most machines couldn't operate at this temperature.

As we all know, temperature is an important parameter for measuring the speed of motion of molecules or atoms in a substance.

The atoms and molecules in Fren's body are not so active now.

Fren pondered that he must have progressed from a life form composed of cells to the level of atoms and molecules.

I don't know if this kind of life form has ever existed in the real world. But the loving father must have seen it, otherwise he wouldn't have transformed Furen into this form.

I don't know if this kind of life form will die.

In the real world, it is said that humans die because the number of times their cells can divide is limited.

With Fren, cells no longer need to divide; they only need to assimilate.

Just as a magnet will become magnetic when it comes into contact with iron, cobalt, or nickel.

"Praise be to the loving father!"

Fren meant these words sincerely, and then walked over to Oros's side.

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