Sherlock Holmes is not a warp god.

The [Self-Healing] skill in the skill panel had only 107 experience points when Fren last checked it, but now it has nearly 100 more. This is probably due to the bullet the driver shot him in the forehead and his illness.

The previous 107 points were probably accumulated from colds, fevers, and minor injuries I've sustained over the past ten years or so.

Apart from that, the panel has no other functions.

The deep blue skill point allocation I'd been longing for was nowhere to be seen; it was the most rudimentary stat panel I'd ever seen.

After Fren transmigrated, he thought his [Essence: lv2] had something special about it, so he tried to break bricks with his bare hands. As a result, he almost fractured his metacarpal bone and it took him four or five seconds to heal.

From then on, Furen reluctantly accepted the fact that he was currently a complete weakling. Out of sight, out of mind, he rarely opened his attribute panel.

But things are different now. Fren ignored the characteristic [exhaustion of defilements], which was of little use in the present moment. The effect of this characteristic should be the feeling he had just experienced of never being lost; the body, ego, and mind would never be out of control, nor would they be affected by external things.

Looking at the newly added skill, [Flesh Manipulation], Furen figured it should have offensive capabilities and might help him escape.

Although I don't know how this skill came about, I have the [Leakage Removal] skill, so there shouldn't be any surprises.

By focusing his attention on his left hand, Fren could feel it changing in accordance with his thoughts.

Not only flesh and blood, but also bones are included in the scope that can be controlled.

Within minutes, his left hand transformed into a sharp blade, its entire body a lustrous, bone-white color.

Fren pondered that the hardness of bones seemed to have limitations, while the hardest thing in the human body was teeth. He had only intended to give it a try, but unexpectedly, a layer of highly mineralized enamel actually grew on his bone knife.

Based on the smoothness with which he sliced ​​through the ropes binding his hands, Furen figured it shouldn't be any worse than the ceramic knife he used in his previous life.

The process of change was a bit painful, but fortunately, the flesh and blood manipulation technique allowed me to adjust my pain level.

Flesh and Blood Manipulation Experience +2

Self-healing experience +3

Looking at the two notifications that seemed like bullet comments flashing past his eyes, Furen felt that the skills Flesh Manipulation and Self-Healing seemed to be able to work together, and that Self-Healing even increased the experience points more than Flesh Manipulation.

good thing.

With the ability to control flesh and blood, I can steadily improve my self-healing experience without having to harm myself anymore.

At this point, all the offerings had been placed, and the cultists were using syringes to draw murky liquid from a water bottle.

Since they're using syringes, Fren doesn't need to guess to know that it's meant to be injected into his own sacrificial victims.

[A solution contaminated with virulent herpes simplex virus, mutated plague virus, stimulants, and heavy metal compounds.]

Herpes virus has a rapid onset and lowers immunity, stimulants increase the sensitivity of the virus and the threshold for fainting, heavy metal compounds disrupt the body's fluid balance, but the mutated plague virus is the real culprit.

In this respect, these cult members have indeed become highly skilled. These combined abilities can indeed bring unimaginable suffering.

The brilliance ignited in the "emotional dimension" might just catch the eye of a loving father.

"Give him the injection first, and the dosage... five times the recommended amount for now."

The high priest pointed at Fren and ordered a young man in a suit to inject Fren with a much larger dose than the other sacrifices.

Level 4 self-healing makes Furen's tolerance dozens of times higher than others, so five times the dosage is already considered low. We'll see how things go and continue the injections as needed.

"it is good."

The man in the suit licked his lips, approaching Fren with undisguised hunger, anticipating the feast to come.

As for whether the Fren injected with these substances is considered spoiled food, and whether eating it will cause diarrhea, the man in the suit felt it wasn't a big problem.

He also has the blessing of a loving father, and after a period of time, he will be able to clear away all these impurities.

The hard-soled leather shoes made a crisp sound as they stepped on the concrete floor of the air-raid shelter, and soon the man in the suit squatted down next to Fren.

Ignoring the main offering's current expression, I aimed the needle at the carotid artery in his neck and was about to insert it.

"Zzz~!"

Before his wide eyes, the sharp bone blade in Fren's hand easily sliced ​​through his throat, and blood bloomed like a rose on the man's neck.

The next moment, the man in the suit's neck swelled up. The swollen tissue compressed the muscles at the wound site, forcibly closing the wound and barely maintaining blood flow between the brain and body.

At the same time, his throat moved, and he opened his mouth and shot a mouthful of phlegm at Fren.

Saliva containing immune toxoids

"That's fucking disgusting!"

Fran was shocked and dodged to the side. The mental damage from this kind of attack was definitely no less than the physical damage.

Looking at the identification entry, Furen thought of the wound on the man in the suit that had stopped bleeding, and vaguely guessed the man's ability.

It's likely that he was controlling his own immune system. When some people have allergies, their body tissues swell, so he probably controlled his swollen muscles to temporarily close the wound. Besides this, the man in the suit could also use bodily fluids like saliva and sweat to influence other people's immune systems.

For ordinary people, simply shaking hands with him might lead to an unexplained death later on.

For a low-level ability, it's not bad, but it's a bit disgusting.

This man in the suit must be self-aware and have a high level of ambition, which is why he hopes to advance his abilities by consuming the blessings of others.

Unexpectedly, the main offering in front of him slit his throat.

Furen didn't think too much about it. Seeing this, he used his right hand to snatch the veterinary syringe from the man's hand, shoved it into his chest, and completed the injection in two seconds.

Seeing the man in the suit begin to collapse and convulse, Fren seized the opportunity to slash his neck with a bone knife.

Under the influence of multiple factors, the man in the suit felt pain and was unable to accurately control his ability to close the wound.

The immune system should not be affected casually, especially the upper body. If edema occurs in the brain or throat, it can lead to suffocation in mild cases and brain death in severe cases.

Of course, he doesn't need to worry about it now. No matter what he does, it won't change his death.

Unless the benevolent father bestows a higher-level blessing, death is certain.

However, this level of pain is unlikely to have caught the attention of a loving father.

Fren straightened up, intending to brush the dirt off his suit, but considering he would definitely need to change, he didn't move. He simply calmly looked at the remaining four cultists not far away.

The high priest was looking at Fren's bone blade with a look of surprise, completely ignoring the man in the suit spitting blood on the ground.

"To possess such a level of physical ability without undergoing any ritual, I can only thank my benevolent father for the gift I received from you."

Flesh-based abilities have extremely high compatibility; transplantation and fusion have always been the best ways to seize the abilities of others. If one were to be devoured, fused with, and seriously developed...

Instantly, his gaze toward Fren became even more intense... and more greedy.