Starting with Blood Healing to become an Ancient God

Murthy held up his notebook and said, "Based on the current situation and discussions, we will temporarily divide blood therapy into four categories: health care drugs, body modification, human enhancement, and terminal illness treatment."

"The current health supplement series includes fat inhibitors, mainly targeting women; sexual function enhancers, targeting men; and anti-aging drugs, targeting all wealthy businessmen."

"The Body Modification series includes four categories: mechanical prosthetics, genetic modification, organ addition, and bloodline modification."

"Human enhancement systems are divided into three types: muscle enhancement, ability enhancement, and system enhancement."

"The treatment of diseases includes three types: limb regeneration, terminal illness treatment, and new life."

"Regarding pharmaceuticals, including enhancement drugs, therapeutic drugs, and adjuvant drugs, permanent drugs are not currently available to the public."

Los looked at the contents of the notebook carefully, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Very good, it's already very comprehensive. Just revise it like this."

"Also, the name is too plain. Change it to something cooler, like this name for the Health Products Department could be changed to something like Super Dreamy Amplification Department."

Upon hearing the name, the three exchanged glances. They didn't find the name particularly good; in fact, they thought it was rather... strange.

Chapter 0277 The Legend of the Potion

The capital of Massa province, and the provincial police headquarters.

Kane coughed twice with difficulty and looked at the two spirited young police officers in front of the desk.

Although they are considered young, they are both over thirty years old. These two are now the backbone of the provincial police department, Chief Qiu Qi and Chief Bu De.

"Chief, we recently apprehended another group of illegal black market dealers who were trying to enter Arkham through various means," said Chief Church.

Kai said weakly, "Is something wrong?"

Section Chief Qiu said with a face full of resentment, "These undead are getting more and more rampant. They used to only dare to sneak around, but in recent days they seem to have suddenly gained some confidence and have started to become blatant."

"But the strangest thing is that we discovered a very bizarre problem during the capture here."

"Among these criminals, one of them suddenly mutated during the battle, turning into a giant with muscles all over his body and a height of two meters. This guy is completely immune to gun attacks and has superhuman strength. He can easily lift our police car with both hands and throw it out as if it were a stone!"

"How is this possible?" Section Chief Bud stood to the side, his face full of disbelief.

Chief Qiu Qi's eyes widened: "What's impossible about it? My police officers all saw it! There are still three brothers lying in the hospital with serious injuries from being hit."

Section Chief Bud said sarcastically, "Your subordinates, just like you said, do they have any other eyewitnesses?"

Although the two are colleagues, their relationship is strained due to intense competition, and they often sabotage each other and try to trip each other up.

Kane then raised his hand, and the two men immediately fell silent.

Now the head of the police force in the entire Massa province, 52-year-old Kane enjoys great prestige in the police circle. Born into a prominent family and a top graduate of the police academy, he showed no signs of being spoiled after graduation. Not only is he highly capable in handling cases, but he also frequently took the lead in arresting criminals when he was young. He has six gunshot wounds, which are all proof of his honors over the years.

Now, whether it's the provincial capital or major cities, the top police officers can all be said to have been trained by him. Over the years, he has been known as the "Tiger of Massa".

Kane's family, relying on his prestige, has become the fifth most powerful family in Massa province.

However, this person contracted an incurable disease in the prime of his life, and now looks like he is over sixty years old.

Kane began, "Church, continue."

Section Chief Church said earnestly, "Director, given Section Chief Bud's subjective issues, I would like to report to you separately."

Kane grunted in agreement, then turned to Bud and said, "Go out for a bit."

Bud dared not disobey, and as he turned to leave, he gave Church a vicious look.

After only the two of them remained in the large office, Church continued his report.

“I’ve been watching these guys for a long time. They used to be arms dealers, but lately they’ve been carrying very small quantities of weapons. It seems like they’re using arms as a front to trade something else.”

"So we conducted a month-long investigation on them and discovered that they were trading a strange drug that was like blood, which was very bizarre."

"We rushed in while they were making their deal and surrounded them completely, but one of them suddenly drank that stuff and turned into that monster!"

"Also, another one of them was shot three times by us and escaped into the woods. We thought he was seriously injured and wouldn't have gone far, so we didn't rush to chase him. But after tracking him for a while, we suddenly found that the bloodstains had disappeared. Then we found three bullets on the ground, the same three that had been shot into his body earlier."

"After analyzing the footprints, we found that the guy seemed to be removing the bullet while running, and that the wound was completely healed after the bullet was removed. We had a bullet that hit his calf, but in the subsequent footprints, he was running like the wind."

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Kane's somewhat cloudy eyes: "What are your thoughts?"

Church said seriously, "I then investigated the entire black market and found that recently, a batch of special potions appeared in the hands of these black market merchants. These potions seem to have come from Arkham and they all have supernatural power."

"One of them is a potion called Angel's Grace, which can quickly heal physical injuries, while the other is a potion called Super Strength, which can turn a person into a muscle giant."

Kane looked at Church: "So you're starting to believe in these things too?"

Church gave a wry smile: "I didn't believe it before, but now that I've seen it, I have to believe it. And I'm even more convinced that this is technology, rather than some kind of far-fetched weird stuff."

Kane placed his hands in front of his nose, pondered for two seconds, and then asked, "Did you catch them alive?"

"That muscular guy returned to normal after ten minutes and we captured him alive, but we've been interrogating him for two days now, using all sorts of methods, but he won't say a word," Church said helplessly.

Where is the buyer?

Church tentatively said, "The buyer committed suicide on the spot, but according to our investigation, he was one of the young master's bodyguards in the Allard family."

"Because this involves too many things, we have not yet investigated the Aled family."

Kane nodded slightly: "Well, since the buyer is dead, let's end it here. Prepare interrogation room number 0 for me; I'll go and interrogate him myself."

Church nodded immediately after hearing this: "Understood!"

After Church left, Kane tried to stand up, but found that his legs were not working well, so he picked up his cane to support himself.

He turned his head and looked out the window at the bustling, lively street outside, which was all his territory.

He didn't have much power in administration, but in the local community, he was an absolute local tyrant.

“I have worked diligently all my life, and although my goal was power, I have done far more good deeds than those hypocrites. Why… when I reached the pinnacle, did I get this terminal illness!” Kane’s face was contorted with resentment.

He now suffers from a terminal illness called ALS (Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis), which is gradually causing him to lose control of his body. The disease is completely incurable and will eventually leave him completely paralyzed, unable to move even a single finger.

He is only fifty-two years old this year. Thanks to proper exercise and maintenance, he is in good physical condition and is at the perfect time to enjoy life.

He also needs to control his kingdom, he has three beautiful celebrity mistresses waiting for his pleasure, he has abundant resources, and countless Rosa coins.

He is not willing!

Chapter 0278 The Indescribable Existence

10:30 a.m., Interrogation Room Zero.

This is a not-so-large interrogation room, it looks to be only about 15 square meters.

There was only one special steel chair in the entire interrogation room, intended for criminals.

Opposite the steel chair is a leather seat that looks very comfortable. People sitting on it can even lie down comfortably, which looks very relaxing.

The walls were pitch black all around, and there was only a small, dim light on the roof, which couldn't even illuminate the entire room.

Pale-faced Joel was strapped to a steel chair. He had been subjected to a lot of interrogation and torture by the police over the past two days, but he had not revealed any information.

Because he knew that if he didn't talk, he would only face torture and torment, followed by several years in prison, and at worst, death.

However, if he tells the truth, he will live in endless fear for the rest of his life, making his life worse than death.

He hadn't witnessed the methods used in that mental hospital, but he had seen the consequences of those arrogant guys provoking it.

That strange gaze, that inhuman posture—even after he became a corpse, he still made onlookers feel the indescribable strangeness and terror he experienced before his death.

Arkham, that dreamlike place, a haven for criminals, a magical, secluded land of the Rosas Empire, keeping its secrets has become a shared secret among these underworld figures.

That place was their safe haven and the source of their wealth.

In the past three months, I've traveled light and kept a simple lifestyle, and the income from selling medicine alone has been more than I earned in a whole year from reselling arms.

Moreover, those miraculous potions gave them more capital and status.

Lost in thought, the door opened, and in the dimly lit room, he saw an old man with a cane walk in and then sit down in a chair with an air of authority.

Because of the dim lighting, he could only see the old man's body from the chest down, and could not see his face clearly.

However, he was a veteran in the underworld, so he naturally knew something about the Zero Interrogation Room of the Massa Police Department.

"I never expected it would be the legendary Minister Kane of the Massa Tiger personally making the move." Joel's pale face held a hint of mockery.

He was prepared to die here.

The most difficult person to deal with is one who has lost the fear of death.

Kane put down his cane and looked at Joel, who was bathed in the light. Years of interrogation experience told him that this guy was extremely difficult to deal with. His posture and eyes showed that he had given up all hope and become a truly fearless person.

However, he did not find the situation difficult. Interrogation Room Zero was specially designed and prepared for him. Over the past thirty years, he had solved at least 150 difficult major cases here and had seen all kinds of perverts and madmen.

"Joel, tell me, if you die here, who will be sad?" Kane's voice, though weakened by illness, possessed a unique authority and magnetism that instilled a sense of dread and tension in anyone sitting in that steel chair.

Joel lay sprawled on the small table and chairs: "That must be my father."

Then he changed his mind and said, "It's a pity he's been dead for twenty years, haha."

Kane continued, "You're wrong. When you die, the only one who will truly grieve is yourself."

"Everyone is selfish. We may be misled by friendship, love, and family, but when we are on the verge of death, we will all regret not cherishing our lives."

Hearing this, Joel remained lying there without saying a word.

Kane's distinctive voice continued to drift slowly from the darkness.

"No one is without awe of death. Even if we give ourselves enough psychological suggestions, we will still feel fear when death gradually embraces us. At that time, you will not be able to help but recall the beauty of life, the things you have not yet had time to do, and the wishes that have not been fulfilled."

"I have been near death three times and experienced that feeling many times, so I have come up with an important theory."

"What?" Joel looked up slightly and asked.

Kane crossed his legs, slumped back in his chair, and let his chin gleam in the light: "Life itself is meaningless; only death can make you understand the true meaning of humanity."

"Now I have grasped the true meaning of humanity."

Joel was silent for a few seconds, then chuckled and said, "Not bad insight, but it doesn't seem to be of much use to me, because I understood what you're talking about when I was a teenager."

“Is that so?” Kane said, raising his hand.

Suddenly, two burly men in police uniforms emerged from the darkness.

“What new tricks do you have? Bring them on,” Joel laughed.

Kane leaned slightly forward, his solemn, square face, combined with the shadows cast on his face by the dim light, giving him the appearance of a god who controlled life and death in the darkness.

"I hope you'll still have this thought after you die once."

Immediately, the two burly men reached out and grabbed Joel by the neck.

Joel didn't resist at first, but as the suffocating feeling intensified and he felt the emptiness and powerlessness gradually engulfing him, Joel suddenly recalled his 35 years of life, his parents, his missing sister, his true purpose for joining the gang, and his somewhat ridiculous dreams and goals.