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Choi Tae-hyun's affairs cannot be exposed? It seems that I will be safer.

As for really curing him? How is that possible? Without squeezing out the last bit of his surplus value, it would be hard to die.

Zhao Cheng silently wrote down the two contact numbers and addresses, closed the notebook, and thought silently in his mind.

You can go to the villa to check out the situation in the next two days and then make a decision, but you need to consider how to disguise yourself.

Besides, Li Minghao can also "cure" it, so it doesn't affect his getting two pocket money.

He walked upstairs and called out, "Xiao Hei!"

A ball of black fluid emerged from the table, spun around him quickly twice, and then happily lay on his shoulder and waited.

Zhao Cheng skillfully opened the drawer, ignoring the Ten Thousand Souls Banner thrown casually inside, took out the medical equipment next to it, and inserted it into the artery.

Blood was drawn out from the catheter, and Xiao Hei turned into a black line and drilled in to begin devouring today's blood.

At present, unless there are special circumstances, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner will be placed at home, on the one hand to protect the women in the family.

On the one hand, it also allows Xiao Hei to come out and get some fresh air, otherwise the system will not be able to sense the outside world.

Half an hour later, the procedure was completed and Zhao Cheng pulled out the needle with great effort, causing blood to spurt out.

The regenerative ability has allowed the needle, blood vessels and skin to grow together. If I weren't very strong, it would have taken some effort.

Xiao Hei lay contentedly on Zhao Cheng's shoulder again, and Zhao Cheng patted it gently.

Xiao Hei's body now has some sense of touch, like the feeling of mist floating through his hands.

"Come on, transform!" Zhao Cheng said some childish words, and Xiao Hei cooperated by spreading out over his shoulders and wrapping Zhao Cheng's whole body in black mist.

Zhao Cheng looked in the mirror, and a human being with black mist all over his body appeared in the mirror.

The black fog is darkest at the eyes, ensuring that the details of the eyes cannot be seen, but you can see clearly outside.

Zhao Cheng nodded. All that was left was to increase his height by a few centimeters and put on some thick clothes to conceal his body shape.

He waved his hand to disperse the black fog. There was actually no need for him to talk to Xiao Hei. He just wanted to satisfy his own bad taste.

Lying on the bed, he took out his cell phone and pondered over the number from Park Tae-yong.

The prince of WS Group.

How can I attract this person's attention without being suspected? As the saying goes, those who rush are not good at business, and the same is true now.

Taking the initiative to find him and asking for something from him are two different things.

Maybe I should try to make my blood have some healing effect? Let the old president be healthier. Maybe then, the prince will be restless.

Chapter 122 Research

A white light appeared in Zhao Cheng's hands. How to cover up this light effect?

Besides, his own self-healing has evolved into regeneration. I wonder what Dimitri will find when he tests his blood again.

It would be nice if the ability to regenerate could be actively blocked.

Zhao Cheng repeatedly tried healing in the room, not only for the next test, but also to try whether he could directly release the white energy fluid from his hands.

This also avoids having to mobilize your whole body every time before you can transform.

Time passed in these repeated attempts. Zhao Cheng repeatedly turned the white light into fluid and felt the difference.

But before he could figure out the result, he suddenly felt something in his body. The "Beauty" function running in his body stopped for a moment and then started again.

During this period, whenever I have nothing to do, I will run the "Beauty Filter" function, hoping that my charm can reach 10.

Open the system box, and sure enough:

Charisma: 10

Apart from the little bit of charm added by the succubus, my appearance finally reached 10.

Now there won't be any single digits in my attributes anymore.

I looked in the mirror but didn't notice any obvious difference. After all, Beauty Filter has been fine-tuning the whole body, and I can see myself every day so naturally I can't notice any changes.

Good looks increase attractiveness, and succubus increases favorability. No wonder it’s so easy to promote girls.

Zhao Cheng thought narcissistically that if this had happened in his previous life, he would have been one of those people on the screen who left a deep impression on others.

Shaking his head, the "Beauty" in his body did not stop and continued to study the healing power. He was immersed in the perception and control of the power, and time flew by.

In the beautiful and quiet room.

Meijing, who was lying in bed and falling into a deep sleep, was suddenly awakened by a strong feeling of discomfort. Her stomach seemed to be empty and waves of hunger came over her.

Meijing opened her hazy eyes and felt very hungry.

I propped myself up and sat up. My whole body felt like flowers and plants that had just been through a storm, feeling messy and sore.

Her stomach continued to protest. Meijing had never felt so hungry before.

Perhaps it was because the previous activities were too long and intense. I understood what was going on and walked towards the door with trembling legs.

"Where is my husband?"

I thought about it, but still went to the kitchen, found a piece of bread and put it in my mouth.

The dry bread is moistened by saliva and exudes a sweet taste after chewing.

Meijing had never felt that bread was so delicious. She ate two or three slices in a row before she suppressed the protest of her stomach.

Look at the time, it’s already 4pm, my husband must not have eaten yet.

Meijing picked up the remaining bread slices and went upstairs. If he didn't go out, she should eat something as well.

When she opened the door, she saw Zhao Cheng sitting at the table, the white light on his hands intertwined with the white fluid, and he didn't even notice her arrival.

Meijing quietly retreated again and closed the door. She decided not to disturb him when he was doing his work and to make him something delicious.

Meijing thought to herself, tiptoed downstairs and returned to the kitchen.

After a long time, the sunlight outside the window began to set.

There was no more white light in Zhao Cheng's hand, instead there was a ball of white fluid.

The palm was tilted, turned over, and shook violently, but the fluid was firmly fixed in the palm.

So, although it looks like a fluid, is it actually a property of light? Zhao Cheng had some questions in his mind.

The healing stopped and the fluid slowly receded into the palm of his hand.

He started again, this time condensing a small ball between his fingers, then stopped and retracted it, gently patted his left forearm and started again.

Then some blood condensed on the left forearm, like blood dripping from the blood vessels and spreading on the arm.

Now I can basically condense every part of my body, I just need to tap it to confirm the position.

It probably won't be necessary once you become proficient at it.

Next, the white fluid was carefully withdrawn and allowed to seep into the skin until it could no longer be seen from the outside.

Zhao Cheng nodded with satisfaction, finally achieving this effect.

If you spread the supernatural power all over your body in advance, and then get seriously injured, you can achieve dual treatment of regeneration + healing (regeneration).

Moreover, he didn't know whether the blood drawn in this way could also have a healing effect. Zhao Cheng was now looking forward to Dimitri's further test.

If such an effect can be achieved, then it can be done either by extracting blood or directly injecting blood into the president as in the original work.

Then the prince of WS Group will definitely be very restless.

Feeling relieved, Zhao Cheng stood up and stretched, feeling satisfied.

I picked up my phone and looked at it, realizing that so much time had passed.

I walked down the stairs leisurely and found that there were several side dishes on the dining table.

Meijing was carefully carrying a bowl of stone pot ginseng chicken soup and walking towards the dining table.

Zhao Cheng hurried forward.

"Ah! It's hot!" Meijing shouted, but Zhao Cheng snatched it from Meijing's hand nonchalantly.

My skin is thick and tough now, so it's difficult to get burned by this temperature.

I put the ginseng chicken soup on the heat-proof mat in the middle of the table, but I saw Meijing take the bread from the table.

"Eat something first. They won't be back for a while."

"No need." Zhao Cheng waved his hand. Since his true energy was strong, he would no longer feel hungry as long as he didn't consume it in large quantities.

As the saying goes, when the Qi is full, one does not feel hungry. The body has sufficient supply of true Qi for daily activities and does not need to eat. I think it is the same for those who practice fasting.

As for those health-preserving classes in the previous life that claimed to be fasting, they had no innate true Qi and insufficient acquired Qi. I don’t know where they got the courage to go without food or drink and to go on a rampage.

Maybe they are really not afraid of shortening their lifespan.

Meijing put the bread back on the table and went back to the kitchen to continue her work. Zhao Cheng followed her.

It turned out that there were still fish to be processed, so the two of them got busy helping out.

However, there are really very few Korean dishes, and there is no cooking method such as stir-frying, frying, braising, or stewing. The main dishes are nothing more than fried fish, barbecue, and chicken soup.

It’s a pity that I’m not very good at it, otherwise I would be able to show off my skills at home.

Not long after, Peilin came home from school first. As soon as she entered the door, she hung on Zhao Cheng and looked up for a kiss.

After they were intimate for a while, she skipped upstairs to wash her hands and change her clothes.

After waiting for a while, Wan En also returned home and the four of them had dinner together.

Meijing's son didn't come home again this weekend. In Meijing's words, once he goes out to rent a house, he is like a wild dog on the loose, and he won't come back easily.

During the meal, Zhao Cheng's phone rang, and Dimitri's voice sounded:

"Hey, the sample you gave me last time is all used up again. I need some more."

"Okay, I'll be there in a bit, probably..." Zhao Cheng looked at his watch, "around 8 o'clock."

Zhao Cheng guessed that WS Group was planning to arrange a new round of testing, but he didn't know who it was.

But it was a good opportunity for Dimitri to test whether the blood also contained healing properties.

The author says:

Author's words: Thanks to Xiao Wang for the reward.

Chapter 123 Experimental Progress

Coming to the red brick house again, Zhao Cheng discovered that Dimitri's office not only had more equipment, but the environment was also much cleaner.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. I'm now researching how to extract the self-healing factor from your blood."

Dimitri came up to him with a smile, and started talking without waiting for Zhao Cheng to ask.

"I suspect that all your cell abnormalities are caused by this self-healing factor. Unfortunately, we don't have such equipment now, so we can't detect it. I can only infer it."

After that, Dimitri handed over a research report.

"I used your blood as a culture medium and found that it was very effective in the growth of peripheral blood mononuclear cells, so I suspect that some factors beyond the scope of observation played a role."

Dimitri pulled him to a brand new test bench and pointed at two petri dishes.

"Look, I separated your blood into plasma and blood cells for cultivation. Only the plasma grew very well, so that substance should be in the plasma."

After saying this, he looked at Zhao Cheng with shining eyes.

"If this so-called self-healing factor can be extracted, humans will no longer be troubled by diseases, and everyone will not have to worry about getting hurt."

Zhao Cheng looked at him with the look of a mad scientist and hesitated for a moment whether to provide blood with healing powers again.

Besides, his self-healing ability has now evolved into regeneration, and changes may occur in the blood itself.

What if he really figures out something? Will I be sliced into pieces or treated as a blood bag?

Tingxiu's deterrent power to WS Group lies on the one hand in the unknown, and on the other hand in the lack of huge benefits. Once it finds profitability, it will pounce on it like a mad dog.

Thinking of this, Zhao Cheng pretended to be very interested and asked, "When can you extract it?"

When asked this, Dimitri's excited expression suddenly fell:

"Let alone extracting it, I don't even know what it is. The blood has been extremely decomposed, but I just can't find this substance."