I am a female swordsman.

To show intimacy.

"You hold a very high social position in human society. You should know about secret societies and esoteric Buddhism, these are special human organizations."

I've heard a little about it.

"Shinra, that's the kind of organization they are. They are the targets we have been fighting against all along. They are the most evil and filthy beings among humans, wantonly drawing blood from Mother Earth and slaughtering our brothers and sisters! They are our mortal enemies!!" When Shinra was mentioned, the naked monster's originally gentle expression suddenly turned cold and cruel. The surrounding space became heavy and uneasy because of his murderous aura, as if many ghostly figures were hiding in the shadows, ready to pounce.

The naked monster may not be the most mysterious being in the Earth Mother Cult, but it is definitely the most powerful monster!

No eccentric in the entire Earth Mother Cult dared to say no to it.

He's incredibly strong. In just a few moves, he's displayed unbelievably powerful physical strength, and that's not even his true area of ​​expertise.

The man in the suit trembled instinctively in the terrifying aura, his breathing becoming rapid and difficult. Even so, he remained respectfully bowing his head, refusing to utter a sound about his discomfort.

This malevolent aura came and went quickly.

Although the naked monster deeply hates and despises humans, he is remarkably tolerant and gentle towards his own kind. The fact that these two diametrically opposed personalities coexist within one individual is undeniably a very awkward reality.

"I hope you can send someone to infiltrate Shinra, preferably to gain access to some of their important research projects. This is a very important mission; can I trust you?"

"No problem!"

From the day he chose to become a monster and cruelly treat his own kind, he lost the right to say no. He didn't regret his choice, because the monster was too outstanding.

Body, intellect, and even faith.

Disillusioned with humanity, the man in the suit keenly sensed that the increasing number of monsters would eventually completely replace humanity's future. Therefore, he unhesitatingly abandoned his human identity, attempting to become the leader of the monsters, but the existence of Shinra cast a shadow over his heart.

Seeing the man in the suit so obedient and compliant, a faint satisfaction flickered in the naked monster's eyes. It used this monster, transformed from a human, with great ease. Ambitions and desires were irrelevant; anything beneficial to the Earth Mother Cult could be satisfied. Besides, given the man in the suit's identity, there was no one else in the Earth Mother Cult to rely on.

In this world, never treat others as fools or underestimate them.

Otherwise, you'd be the clown performing on stage.

"By the way, did you brothers and sisters have fun?" The naked monster was a little disappointed, having just missed the ceremony for some reason. After all, the situation hadn't been good lately; a new Hero Association had emerged, which, while not as terrifying as Shinra, was still quite troublesome for the monster brothers and sisters.

Even eccentric beings are intelligent beings, with emotions and desires, and can be driven to the brink of collapse by pressure.

Rituals are a means of catharsis and also a sacred baptism.

"Everyone's happy." The man in the suit raised his head slightly, revealing a knowing smile. He didn't participate in the strange revelry and the human wailing feast. It wasn't that he couldn't accept it, but rather that his identity was special. He could easily eat high-quality food, so he didn't want to compete with these poor, strange people hiding in the sewers for food.

"That's good... Well, you know, this is a crucial time for you... Don't go too far... Go on!"

Compared to the ingredients, Shinra's mission is more important.

The naked monster didn't want the man in the suit to focus too much on the ingredients, as it could trigger a chain reaction. However, he believed that after this celebratory ritual, his brothers and sisters would be able to enjoy themselves for a long time. The naked monster's deep eyes gazed towards the direction of the huge underground cavern from before, as if piercing through layers of complex obstacles to see directly at the current scene of carnage, with blood everywhere and limbs flying everywhere.

New brothers and sisters have emerged, receiving the blessings of Mother Earth and becoming even stronger.

Although such a small sacrifice wouldn't yield any significant power in the fight against Shinra, it was better than nothing. At least the followers knew that the Earth Mother was always behind them.

With the naked monster's promise, the man in the suit slowly retreated.

………………

In the complex, labyrinthine sewers, barely perceptible footsteps echoed from the darkness.

The man in the suit walked until he reached an unmonitored area and glanced at the deep, dark space behind him. A hint of unease flickered in his eyes; he hadn't expected to get involved with that terrifying organization so soon.

Shinra!!

"No, going after Shinra at this time is suicide." A hint of fear suddenly appeared in the man in the suit's eyes. His connection with Shinra was far beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

Twenty years ago, around the time Shinra was just beginning to emerge, his younger brother was hired by Shinra to conduct archaeological excavations in Europe. The man in the suit's brother frequently contacted his older brother via email, secretly leaking information about Shinra.

At the time, the man in the suit had no idea how terrifying Shinra was until that horrific battle that took place deep in the canyon occurred. Through his brother's laptop, he was extremely fortunate to witness a great battle in which a silver-haired woman and a deformed monster destroyed everything.

The man in the suit later erased all communication records between himself and his brother.

And they began to closely monitor Shinra's movements, and then Shinra began to change the world. Only by knowing Shinra's feats can one understand just how terrifying this organization truly is.

"Looks like we need to start preparing soon."

Unsure of the specifics of what to prepare, the man in the suit's gaze towards those behind him suddenly shifted slightly. It was a detached look, as if he were observing a scapegoat, or perhaps a stepping stone.

Chapter Forty: Psionic Organs

The human body consists of cells, four major tissues, nine major systems, and chemical components, including blood, muscles, bones, and the brain.

The closer you look to the microscopic level, the more you realize that the human body seems like an incredibly sophisticated machine. In reality, the human body is not perfect; its heart is not as good as a dog's, its lungs are not as good as a bird's, and its numerous defects, compared to other creatures on the same planet, can truly make one question the meaning of life.

I'm not human anymore.

Only by transcending human limitations can one become stronger, strong enough to transcend the constraints of limitations.

"The Body Structure of Demons and the Cultivation of Psionic Organs", "A Brief Introduction to Psionic Organs", "Taoist Arts? Or Science?", "The Essence of Life"... "Technology That Shouldn't Exist", "Encyclopedia of Ancient Species", "In-Depth Analysis of Rejection Reactions"...

Books were stacked on the desk, and her fair, jade-like hands were calmly flipping through them.

Most of these materials are compiled from within Shinra, while a smaller portion consists of high-quality books written by scientists in this world who observed, summarized, and explored the causes of phenomena.

Most of them have already formed a closed loop and can be applied directly.

However, much of the work is still in the exploratory stage, especially in the area of ​​"psychic organs," as it involves too many unprecedented theories, making each step forward extremely difficult. With a new wave of scientific teams investing in the biological department and related fields, perhaps progress will accelerate considerably.

"In which direction should the cultivation of the first psionic organ proceed?"

[Shinra Chairman] Yomi's beautiful brows furrowed involuntarily. One of the paths before her lay a niche one, one she had no experience with. The reason a niche field is niche is because exploring it means you rarely find the legacy of predecessors. It's like comparing an exam for a less popular major to an exam for a more popular one in university—whether you have anyone helping you out…

Ahem, let's not even mention the wonderful metaphor above.

The beautiful and alluring [Shinra Council Speaker] crossed her legs and rubbed them slightly. For the first time, she felt that making a choice was a difficult thing. If she really had to go through surgery on her own body, safety would be the first priority, practicality the second, and aesthetics the third. But the human body has so many organs.

Bones, eyes, internal organs, tongue, hands, feet, various ducts, and... some special organs unique to women. The sheer number of choices is dazzling, not to mention the different functions of various psionic organs.

Huang Quan felt that it was neither too complicated nor too simple.

Each psionic organ is like a piece of a puzzle, each with its own information and limited assistance. When combined to a certain extent, different psionic organs can produce special synergistic effects. This idea was inspired by the demonic creature residing on the demonic sword [Puno].

This sounded quite interesting, like equipping gear in an online game, specifically a complete set. If the gear didn't match, the enhancement was limited, and there were no special bonuses. Huang Quan thought for a moment, then quickly banished the strange feeling of déjà vu from her mind. She called this method of combining psionic organs: [God-Making Diagram].

The path she is about to take is completely different from that of previous demon-conquering practitioners who were gradually corrupted by demons and ultimately completely devoured by the demons.

………………

The first transplant of a psionic organ.

The primary concern is naturally safety. After all, there's no precedent, and the simplest and easiest organ to transplant is the safest option...

"Hands, muscle groups, ligaments..." After thinking for a moment, Huang Quan hesitated but still added one of his favorites. "...And, eyes."

The eyes are unique, being sensory organs and closely connected to the brain. However, modern medicine has performed numerous eye surgeries, and the data is relatively complete. Therefore, transplanting psionic organs from the eye area is relatively easy. However, with the availability of clones as source material, many difficulties will become simpler as Shinra researchers become more proficient, ultimately leading to a complete breakthrough!

[Psionic Organs]

In the book's terminology, psionic organs are organs that evolve and adapt to the original structure of a living organism, driven by human intervention or natural processes. Naturally generated psionic organs have demanding conditions, long development cycles, and imperfect functions. Artificially generated psionic organs, on the other hand, do not have these drawbacks and can be specifically cultivated in the desired direction.

Currently, even in Shinra's top-tier laboratories, no usable psionic organs have been cultivated.

However, the progress is already very fast.

This progress would naturally have been made possible by the contributions of numerous eccentrics, death row inmates, drug lords, and other scum. Without them as the primary sources, the progress would not have been nearly as rapid. In particular, the eccentrics, due to their exceptional abilities in every aspect, provided top-notch psionic organ designs.

However, Huang Quan did not want to use the prototypes of the monsters' organs.

She wants to use the demon's organs!!

Lazily reclining in her chair, her proud figure slightly leaning back, Huang Quan's eyes instantly became even more vibrant, and her entire aura shifted slightly towards a dangerous and alluring direction. From the void, as if squeezed out of a painting, a purple sphere with a diameter of about three meters appeared above her.

Just as the purple sphere was about to crash down, it seemed to lose its gravity and floated a few dozen centimeters above the Yellow Springs.

A beautiful smile curved her lips upwards, and Huang Quan couldn't help but reveal a look of satisfaction, like a queen looking at her beloved pet.

"Galoya, it's not time for us to sleep together yet."

A slender, fair hand gently stroked the body of the demon [Galoa]. As the queen's personal pillow and beanbag chair, the demon wrapped itself around Huang Quan's arm affectionately like a slime, and then carefully let out a whimper like a puppy.

It had been a long time since it had been with its contractor.

"Galoya, do you want my blood?" Looking at the loyal demon's intimacy, a hint of mockery flashed in Huang Quan's crimson eyes.

Garoa feeds on blood and can sustain life through it. Because Huang Quan hasn't participated in much combat in recent years, Garoa's opportunities to consume blood have naturally decreased significantly. While he won't starve, he suffers greatly. In truth, the demon and his contractor are of one mind, and Garoa is aware of each other's true feelings.

What it craves most is the blood of the contractor Huang Quan!

Even the most docile demon is still a demon at heart, revealing a deep-seated thirst for blood. Its ferocious desire to drain its contractors of their blood is truly terrifying.

"Come and do experiments with me, and I will give you my blood."

With a smile like a devil, the queen smiled and stated a condition that Garoa could not refuse.

Chapter 41 Trembling

Demons are born with a body structure adapted to various extreme environments for killing.

One could even say that the demons' belligerence is the result of accumulated evolutionary selection. Logically speaking, the more complex and sophisticated something is, the less suitable it is for harsh environments; conversely, some organisms with simpler structures exhibit superior adaptability under natural selection.

For example: water bears.

"It might hurt a little the first time, so bear with it." As he delivered his terrible lines, Huang Quan, wearing a mask and a white coat, held a silver syringe that gleamed menacingly under the operating lights.

Garaja lay trembling on the experimental table.

The demon was bloodthirsty and warlike, with a tyrannical nature. But why did it feel that the Queen, now dressed in a white coat, exuded an inexplicably frightening aura? The cold, sharp blade gently pierced Garoa's body, which trembled instinctively like a purple balloon.

The symbols representing eyes were now wide open, threatening to fly off the stage at any moment.

"Don't be afraid."

Yomi gently stroked Garoa's exquisitely smooth body, then slipped her gloved hand inside the incision before it healed on its own. Garoa, this extremely obedient demon, was the best individual Yomi could use to understand demons; others like Kux and Puno might not necessarily meet the criteria.

The squeezing sound of liquid, the gurgling sound of groping—in the quiet laboratory, Huang Quan's behavior was exactly like that of those scientific research fanatics!

"Their bodies contain a viscous, gelatinous fluid... No organs?... Or are they organs themselves? If so, according to my speculation, the demon itself is actually a 'God-Making Chart,' with Puno's spine, Tamos's soul, and Kux's blade all being part of it... In that case, the demon's life form is actually a special path of life evolution. Then what is the essence of demonization?"

Realizing that he was being gradually absorbed into the body by Garoa, Huang Quan quickly withdrew his arm.

A thin layer of colorless liquid mucus adhered to my arm.

As Huang Quan moved closer, her small nose caught a whiff of the diffused gas molecules.

Non-toxic, highly irritating, and with a calming effect, it acts directly on the nerves. It also seems to have dissolving properties, but Garoa can actively control some of these properties and hasn't revealed them to avoid harming his contractor. With a sudden clench of his fingers, a layer of magical energy resembling a blood tide instantly appeared on Huang Quan's arm! Under the cleansing influence of this magical energy, the mucous fluid was completely peeled off and sent into rows of test tubes that had been prepared beforehand!