Hiss hiss hiss...
Inside the treehouse, the slight whisper of growing flesh overshadowed everything.
Glurp.
Herbert quietly observed everything in front of him, slowly swallowing a mouthful of saliva, then took a deep breath.
Sigh—
While breathing in, he forgot about the assorted slls in the house: the scent of sulfur, decay, irritating odors...
Although Herbert had never explicitly stated it before, he always resisted these, cautiously inhaling only after purifying them with Holy Power.
But at this mont, a distracted Herbert didn’t care about them, and he unconsciously inhaled all those scents into his lungs.
"...Cough, cough!"
Though he couldn’t stop coughing, and almost shed tears from physiological discomfort, Herbert’s eyes never looked away.
He witnessed a miracle.
He was bearing witness to a miracle.
Ever since Svanni took out that bone, every second of the scene before his eyes changed drastically.
At first, a layer of flesh slowly grew over the white bone.
The flesh moved with a peculiar rhythm, as if it were alive.
Then, scarlet veins resembling fungus-like filants began to grow within the flesh on the bone surface.
One by one, cluster by cluster... tens of thousands of veins gradually ford a complex network.
Afterward, layers of flesh gradually covered the veins and spread beyond the bone.
Soon, the writhing flesh extended tendrils beyond the bone.
The flesh began to differentiate — from scarlet flesh into various different tissues.
Initially, bone ford from the condensed flesh.
Scarlet bones rapidly grew and joined, gradually creating a slender and petite female skeleton.
After the bone ca all the necessary organs, skin, hair... all ford from flesh.
From one to a multitude.
Or perhaps... cloning?
Suddenly, Herbert rembered the knowledge from his past life about "cell potency."
That is— "Even differentiated cells still have the potential to develop into a complete organism. In multicellular organisms, the nucleus of each somatic cell contains all the genes for individual developnt, and under the right conditions, it can develop into a complete individual."
However, generally speaking, cell potency is related to the degree of cell differentiation.
The higher the degree of differentiation, the lower the cell potency, the harder the potency expression, the smaller the likelihood of successful cloning.
But how did this completely inactivated bone achieve all this?
Moreover, even if this issue was solved, scientists in his past life could not manipulate flesh to move, grow, and differentiate according to their will...
So, could this only be magic?
There’s a saying— without studying mathematics, physics, and chemistry, life everywhere seems like magic.
But now, Herbert was truly facing scenes that mathematics, physics, and chemistry couldn’t explain.
"...Haha, really, I almost got stuck in another blind alley."
After being dazed for a mont, Herbert snapped back to reality and shook his head helplessly.
He realized that using past life thinking in an Extraordinary World was actually inviting trouble.
Instead of worrying about these trivialities, it’d be better to figure out a scientific explanation for the existence of Divine Spirits before considering anything else!
Those things, they’re truly incomprehensible.
Those damn things...
["Hmm?"]
Seemingly aware of sothing, the perceptive Divine Spirit lady suddenly asked:
["Is it my illusion? Why do I feel like you seem to be looking down on ?"]
"Illusion."
The botherso young man, who felt no respect for the Divine Spirit in his heart, was rather calm, casually dismissive.
"It’s all your illusion, don’t overthink it."
Just like that, under Herbert’s gaze filled with shock and amazent, within re minutes, that original bone gradually grew into a complete female Dark Elf.
The slightly dim skin covered over, concealing the layers of flesh beneath.
"...Phew."
After witnessing it all with his own eyes, Herbert shook his head and let out a long sigh.
He had thought that after receiving the "flesh knowledge infusion," his expertise in flesh manipulation had reached a master’s level.
But now, he realized he was wrong.
His ager skills sufficed for everyday use.
But in front of a true master of flesh manipulation, the knowledge he gained from infusion seed insignificant.
He felt like a rookie in that mont.
That feeling was akin to a diocre student who barely got into college by copying, eting a real top student for the first ti.
Inferior in comparison.
No, this gap was beyond that between a top student and a diocre one, this... it couldn’t be compared at all.
Because...
Herbert clicked his tongue, and quietly asked in his heart: "I say... Svanni’s operation should have already touched upon the realm of Divine Spirits, right?"
Nenasha didn’t answer directly, but sighed with much emotion: ["These little guys confined in your prison, they truly are surprisingly capable!"]
This sacrilegious ability, even Divine Spirits praised it.
Magic for flesh renewal? Divine Skill for body repair?
These aren’t unusual abilities.
Relying on one’s special flesh to recreate a complete physique after destruction using the [Life Concealnt Skill], or completely restoring an injured body through Divine Skill with the [Perfect Regeneration Divine Skill].
These techniques, though costly in resources, have long been acknowledged and known by the world.
And if what Svanni did simply reduced their cost, it would be unremarkable, rely a small breakthrough in magic power technology.
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