Ling Cage: Many Children, Many Blessings - I Became the Head of Dawn

Through the floor-to-ceiling glass, Mark could be seen suspended in mid-air by instruments in the laboratory, the spinal cord on his back still wriggling.

Victor immediately demanded, "Why haven't you taken it down yet? Every minute the parasite stays in the lighthouse increases the danger to the people of the lighthouse!"

Carrie pouted. "Mark survived with severe spinal cord damage. Don't you want to know why?"

"Besides, don't we still have Staff Officer Qin? Staff Officer Qin can kill even Devouring Beasts at will, so dealing with a Spine Worm is a piece of cake for him, right?"

Qin Song crossed his arms, indicating that he would not participate.

Morgan stared at Mark with a worried expression. "How is he?"

“He’s not dead yet.” Carrie pulled up the cell analysis chart.

Jessica exclaimed in surprise, "Mark's cells are devouring the spinal worm's cells."

Carrie nodded: "The spinal cord injury destroyed his central nervous system, yet he survived thanks to the spinal cord parasite. It's truly a stroke of genius from the Creator!"

What is your proposal?

"Let the spinal worm become Mark's spine."

Morgan closed his eyes and remained silent for a moment. "Let's do it this way."

Victor immediately wanted to object, but Morgan waved his hand, "Mark can't die yet."

With the city lord's permission, Carrie immediately began preparing for the surgery.

"We only have 25 minutes..."

The robotic arm grabbed the spinal worm and yanked it out, but its legs remained embedded in Mark's body.

With the help of the equipment, Carrie cut Mark's spine off one by one.

"Prepare for electric shock!"

The current surged along the instrument towards the spinal worm, which struggled wildly and cried out like a baby.

“Samadhara Temihei…”

"The spine worm has spoken!" Everyone present, except for Qin Song and Morgan, was shocked.

“An even greater disaster is about to befall us,” Qin Song began translating. “This is an ancient Sanskrit term.”

The alarm sounded immediately after he finished speaking.

"Oh no! The target's blood pressure is rising, and their heart rate is increasing too rapidly: 158, 162, 171!"

Morgan immediately shouted, "Carrie, stop the surgery!"

However, Carrie remained unmoved, quickly went to the instrument, and turned the power to the maximum.

"Carrie, stop right now!"

Upon seeing this, the city's garrison soldiers immediately raised their guns and aimed them at Carrie.

"It's still under control, just a little bit more! Hang in there!"

Mark trembled all over, while the spinal worm emitted a sharp cry.

Suddenly, the conductive wires snapped one by one, the stun gun exploded with sparks, and the spinal worm's head fell to the ground with a thud.

The remaining body then slowly burrowed into Mark's back like a worm.

"The target's vital signs have returned to normal! It's a success!" the nurse exclaimed.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

A fierce glint flashed in Charles's eyes, and he gave a wink to Senger beside him.

Just as Seng was about to take out his communicator to call for help, a sharp alarm sounded again in the laboratory.

"Damn it! The target's life functions have disappeared!"

"No blood pressure detected! Abnormal brain waves, no spontaneous breathing!" The medical staff kept announcing the indicators.

Charles immediately raised his hand to signal Seng to halt his actions.

"Switch the ventilator to controlled ventilation!" Carrie rushed forward.

However, despite emergency treatment, Mark did not wake up, and his electrocardiogram turned into a straight line.

Carrie kept pressing on Mark's chest, her face full of resentment, "Mark, you can't lose! Get up!"

Charles breathed a sigh of relief and said with a faint smile, "This surgery has already preserved Mark's dignity as a Beacon of Light. At least he died in this way, retaining his human appearance, which is better than having his life essence extracted by the Devouring Beast and turning him into flesh and dirt."

Morgan slumped in his wheelchair, looking as if he had aged ten years.

His and his teacher's plan still failed.

“Carrie, let it go. This outcome might be a relief for him…”

The medical staff member said in a low voice, "Mark the Hunter, time of death: 7:42 AM, September 25th!"

As Qin Song looked at Mark's body, an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

If I go up now and cast a blessing spell, will it drain Mark dry?

Forget it, I have no grudge against Mark.

The lighthouse's high-ranking officials and city defense soldiers stood on either side, their faces filled with sorrow.

Mo Cheng and three other hunters slowly carried a stretcher over.

"Everyone, stand in silence!"

The incinerator slowly opened, and the scorching flames filled the entire room.

As the stretcher was placed into the furnace, the incinerator spewed out raging flames that engulfed Mark.

The heavy feelings in the crowd slowly dissipated.

Victor was about to push Morgan away, but Morgan raised her hand to stop him, saying, "You go first, I want to be alone."

Morgan stood before the incinerator and whispered, "Teacher, I was never able to fulfill your request. You placed our hopes on the lighthouse, but the secret within him remained unsolved, and I lost my life because of it..."

Qin Song leaned against the door, his ears twitching.

It seems this old guy doesn't know where Gray is either.

Just then, a low growl came from the incinerator.

Chapter 69 The Lighthouse is an Insignificant Pawn

The city defense soldiers who remained behind all turned to look, and one of them cautiously approached the incinerator and listened intently.

The iron door of the incinerator was instantly blown off, smashing it into a meat patty.

A colossal creature slowly emerged from the flames.

Qin Song's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

The live version of Markmon is even more ferocious than the one in the anime.

Its body structure was completely unrelated to humans. It was at least three meters tall, and its arms were larger than those of humans, with its knotted muscles faintly glowing red.

"Roar!" Markmon roared.

Morgan stared at the enormous thing before him, his eyes wide with disbelief.

What kind of monster did the teacher keep?

"Monster! Fire!" The city defense troops left behind immediately opened fire.

With a powerful kick, Mark Beast, like a humanoid tank, crushed the city's defense troops into mincemeat.

As for Morgan, he was only lightly grazed by the tail of the Mark Beast and fell to the ground, his fate unknown.

Mark Beast turned his gaze to the last person and slammed his fists down hard.

His palm was stuck in mid-air.

Upon closer inspection, one could see the tiny figure standing in front of them, holding a scepter.

He pressed down with all his might, but the scepter remained unmoved.

"Hey! Dude, don't you remember me?" Qin Song stared at Mark Beast's scarlet eyes, trying to see if the guy still retained any human emotions.

"Roar!" Markmon's eyes were filled with savagery and madness.

Qin Song's heart skipped a beat. Could this guy be considered mentally challenged now?

He immediately activated his mind control skills.

The next second, a look of confusion appeared on Markmon's face, followed by a blank stare and the crimson in his eyes gradually fading.

The ability to control the mind subsequently fails.

Markmon raised his hands, seemingly unable to believe what he was seeing, then his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Qin Song nodded slightly.

The mind cannot control highly intelligent species. In his Devouring Beast state, Mark is a low-intelligence species. Once he regains his sanity, his intelligence will definitely take over again.

Furthermore, the stronger the individual, the shorter the control time will be; this has been tested on the female monster Devourer.

When the hunters returned to the incineration chamber, they only saw a giant monster lying in front of Qin Song.

"My God! What kind of monster is this?!" Mo Cheng's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Qin Song smiled and said, "He is Mark."

"What?!" Everyone gaped in disbelief.

What happened to Mark?

The city defense forces arrived quickly, and Mark Beast was transferred to the Ecological Research Institute.

Carrie naturally wouldn't let this test subject go, and quickly began research on Markmon.

Qin Song ignored what happened next and turned to find Fan Lu.

So many days have passed since the last breeding, and 4277 is already pregnant, but Fanlu hasn't shown any signs of pregnancy.

After a series of tests, it was found that Fanlu was in good health.

Qin Song frowned. Could it be that she wasn't ovulating at the time? Looks like he'll have to try harder.

Now that the dormitory had been destroyed, he took Fan Lu directly to the staff office.

Just as the battle horn was about to sound, a system notification suddenly rang out.

[The target, Brahma Law, has been successfully bred. Reward: 10 Source Crystals, 1 Missionary Skill Scroll (inscribed with the missionary's insights; use to learn a missionary-exclusive skill).]

Qin Song was greatly encouraged.

Good heavens! They've come at just the right time.

An ancient-looking parchment scroll appeared in Qin Song's hand, which was different from the Awakening Skill Stone.

Upon unfolding it, a line of text was written at the very top.

[On the High-Ranking Suppression of Heretics by Orthodox Missionaries]

The next second, the parchment scroll turned into tiny specks and disappeared into Qin Song's body.

[You have learned the Missionary-exclusive skill: Suppression. SS-grade quality. Releases an invisible force field. Enemies within the area with lower mental strength than yourself will be suppressed by all attributes. When the enemy's mental strength is higher than yours, the suppression effect is reduced.]

Fanlu raised his head, his eyes hazy, "Elder..."

Qin Song snapped out of his daze and patted her head.

Vinaya immediately understood...

Qin Song walked out of the office feeling refreshed and, taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, quickly made his way to the deepest part of the ecological research institute.

Upon entering, a pungent smell of alcohol hits you.

This is an abandoned laboratory, and a robot that has been disassembled into two parts sits on the experimental table.

The robot's appearance bears some resemblance to Bai Yuekui.

Qin Song's eyes flashed; this was the body of the super artificial intelligence ASH.

Ding-a-ling! The sound of a chain being dragged rang out.

"You still managed to find out." An old man dragged his anklet out from the inner room.