Neo didn’t waste any ti after acquiring those two treasures.
His plan was to find a secluded place as soon as possible to synthesize the items with his body. The process was inherently risky, and anything could go wrong. However, he figured nothing could be worse than living with a genetically dysfunctional body.
As the saying goes: there is nothing to gain without taking risks.
With that plan in mind, Neo headed to the Silver Nebula Headquarters early. After passing the verification of the Hydra Crew, he found that he was the only one present. Since it was only 9 AM, the others hadn’t arrived yet. It was the perfect environnt to begin the synthesis.
He opened the door to a private room where surveillance was nonexistent. He imdiately pulled the two items from his pockets: the Mystique Wolf Fur and the Spirit-Iron Shard. He decided to synthesize both of them simultaneously with his existing Musical Wavelength Body.
"Phew, this is incredibly risky. I don’t know if I’m doing this right, but it’s now or never," he muttered, summoning his courage.
The process began at once.
[ Command Received ]
[ Beginning Synthesis: Mystique Wolf Fur (Grade: E) Spirit-Iron Shard (Grade: E) Musical Wavelength Body (Grade: F) ]
[ WARNING: High energy fluctuations detected. Risk of cellular collapse is 15%.
Do you still want to proceed? ]
The choice was difficult, but not for Neo.
"Proceed," he commanded instantly.
[ Synthesis Comncing: 0.5%... 1%... ]
"Ahhhh!"
Just as the process began, a painful howl escaped Neo’s lips before he could even register what was happening. Fortunately, the noise-canceling glass walls prevented the sound from reaching the outside.
However, the pain didn’t stop.
As the Wolf Fur and Spirit-Iron Shard were integrated into his system, it felt as though he was being torn apart at a cellular level. Every hair on his skin stood on end. The sensation was foreign and overwhelmingly agonizing, far worse than when he had synthesized with musical wavelengths.
This ti, he was synthesizing literal material objects into his being. These weren’t just ordinary items; each possessed superior genetic properties and was infused with foreign cosmic energy. Attempting to assimilate these foreign traits into his DNA and cells was a Herculeable task.
Even the most advanced technology on Earth could not achieve this, as it was considered impossible in every sense. The Laws of the Cosmos did not permit a human body to integrate with high-grade DNA and physical materials simultaneously. Living organisms and tals simply cannot be fully assimilated.
It was an impossibility, until now.
[ Progress: 45%... 60%... ]
[ Alert: Host’s heart rate is reaching critical levels! ]
At this level, the blood in his body was boiling, its usual crimson hue gaining a tallic sheen.
The internal transformation wasn’t limited to his vascular organs; his muscles, bones, heart, and lungs all acquired that sa tallic luster. However, the change was not obvious to the naked eye, as his exterior appearance remained the sa.
[ Progress: 87%... ]
At this stage, even though he was twitching on the floor in agony, he felt his perception of his surroundings expanding rapidly. Despite his eyes being tightly shut, he could faintly sense the existence of the walls, the toilets, the cleaning brushes, and even the "color" of the ticulously purified air.
Soon, several bright golden notifications hung in the upper corner of his vision, shimring with an ethereal light.
[ Congratulations! Your Synthesis is Complete! ]
[ You have obtained a new Physique: Musical Blade-Storm Body ]
Grade: E
Description: An unprecedented evolution that fuses the fluid harmony of sound waves with the lethal durability of Spirit-Iron. Your cellular structure is now reinforced by a tallic moleculars, and your nervous system has been overclocked by the predatory instincts of the Mystique Wolf. You are no longer just a vessel of flesh; you are a living weapon tuned to the frequency of the void.
Traits:
Iron-Core Resonance: Your bones and skin possess the density of Spirit-Iron. Physical defense is increased by 200%, and your strikes carry a "heavy-tal" force that can shatter ordinary steel.
Echo-Location Perception: Inherited from the Mystique Wolf. You can "hear" the world through vibrations. Even with your eyes closed, you can map out your surroundings with 360-degree precision within a 30-ter radius.
Harmonic Blade-Edge: You can channel your Cosmic Energy through your limbs to create invisible, high-frequency "sound blades." These vibrations allow your strikes to bypass physical armor by vibrating the atoms of your target apart.
Predatory Reflexes: Your reaction ti has been slashed to the millisecond. You can perceive the trajectory of incoming attacks before they are fully executed.
[ Status Update ]
Basic Index:
[ Na: Neo Godson ]
[ Age: 20 ]
[ Lifespan: 45 ]
[ Affiliation: Apex Nebula rcenary Group, Sol-III ]
[ Biological Modifications: Spirit-Iron Mystic Wolf ]
[ Wealth: $10,600,200 FD (Federal Dollars - Local Currency) | 0.00 UC (Universal Credits) ]
Physical Index: (Average for all: 5)
[ Strength: 5.5 →9.5 (Good) ]
[ Agility: 4.9 → 9.9 (Good) ]
[ Vitality: 3.6 → 7.6 (Genetic Dysfunctionality Recovered: 50%) ]
[ Endurance: 5.1 →7.2 (Improving) ]
[ Reaction Speed: 3.8 → 8.8 (Good) ]
[ Recovery Rate: 3.3 → 6.5 (Not Bad) ]
Magical Index:
[ Physiques: Musical Blade-Storm Body (E ) ]
[ Cosmic Force: 5.3 → 6.1 (Low) ]
[ Unique Talents: Universal Synthesis (Supre) ]
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Neo stood up, the floor beneath him cracking slightly under his new, denser weight.
He felt... lighter, yet infinitely more dangerous.
He clenched his fist, feeling the raw force in his grip.
He then picked up a steel bar lying in the corner and attempted to bend it. For his previous self, this would have been an impossible feat. But now, the steel bar bent smoothly, yielding like soft lead.
"This is incredible!" he muttered, almost in a trance. "I’ve beco this strong after just a single synthesis. How powerful will I be once I fuse with even more potent genes and cosmic materials?"
The re thought sent shivers of excitent through his entire being. He wouldn’t just be growing anymore; he would be ascending.
Just then—
"Neo!"
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