Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 663 Marrow Cleansing! It has no health bar?!
First, the five senses are being enhanced at an astonishing rate.

The world before him seemed to have been veiled, revealing itself to his senses with unprecedented clarity and... eeriness.

Feng Mu looked up, his gaze easily piercing through the damp mist and landing on the white tiles on the opposite wall.

The tile was still the same tile, but in Feng Mu's eyes, it had become completely different.

It was no longer pristine, but shrouded in a layer of extremely thin, yet undeniably real, black mist.

This black mist is neither smoke nor shadow; it is more like something attached to the object itself, like the "underlying color" of decay and rot, a silent and pervasive "pollution."

It wasn't strong; it was as faint as ink diluted a million times, yet it carried an extremely unsettling, cold, and deathly quality.
It's not just tiles!
Everywhere his eyes fell—the gleaming mirror, the ceramic sink, the hanging towels, even the toothbrushes…
Everything in the room, including the thin, slowly rising water vapor in the air, was covered by the same faint black mist.

They are everywhere, like a silent background radiation, filling the entire space and every corner he can see.

Feng Mu's heart skipped a beat.

what is this?
Previously, even with his X-ray vision upgraded to level 3, motion capture enabled to level 3, and even his newly upgraded Kaleidoscope Blood Bar Ghost Eye, he had never been able to glimpse even the slightest trace of this eerie black aura.

It's like a fundamental rule of the world that has always existed, yet is completely invisible to him in the past.

But now, it's different.

The three marrow cleansings seemed to wipe away the paper that had blinded his soul, forcibly pulling his eyes into a higher, or rather, a more "real" level of observation, allowing him to glimpse the terrifying "truth" that permeated the world.

He subconsciously reached out and tried to touch the black mist on the surface of the tile.

His fingertips passed through without any resistance, without any sensation, as if touching a phantom, somewhat similar to the ghostly figures he had created.

He then circulated his internal energy and used the power of the Thousand-Thread Silk to draw out the black energy, but the result was the same.

The black energy seemed to exist in another dimension, existing in a strange "superposition state" with the matter of the present world. He could see it, but could not touch it in any physical form.

"Unreachable?"

Feng Mu was stunned for a moment, a chill creeping up his spine.

He stubbornly focused his mind, and the tomoe-like patterns deep within his pupils involuntarily accelerated their movement.

Kaleidoscope Health Bar Mysterious Eye - Activate!

Something even more shocking and terrifying happened!
In his vision of health bars, these omnipresent black wisps, like a backdrop to the world... have no health bars?!
It's not that the hidden health bar is displayed as [???], but rather it's completely empty!
This was the first time Feng Mu had encountered something without a health bar since acquiring this strange ability, or even something that wasn't [?].

[? ? ?] indicates that there is still a health bar, but he cannot see its length.

But the black aura is real... it doesn't light up the health bar.

what does this mean?
If we use a game analogy, this means the BOSS's health bar never shows up; he's invincible.

Even his overpowered ability to force a -1 HP reduction using the Blood Bar Ghost Eye attack, which he intended to use to whittle down the Black Qi, was unsuccessful.

"What exactly is this black mist?"

Feng Mu's heart sank suddenly. He felt that he might have just glimpsed the most terrifying secret of this lower city.

This is far more terrifying than being surrounded by monsters, since monsters die when killed, but this black aura has no health bar.

"This world is indeed more dangerous than I imagined."

He shook his head violently, forcibly suppressing the pounding in his heart, and turned his gaze back to the mirror in front of him.

His body, seemingly reborn, was reflected in the mirror. Fortunately, upon closer inspection, he found that the eerie black aura was not present on his body.

Her skin was smooth and radiant, full of vitality, which contrasted sharply with the deathly blackness of the surrounding environment.

"It must have existed in the past."

Feng Mu immediately made a judgment.
"The three marrow cleansings, especially the last one which was like a nirvana, completely washed away the layer of black energy attached to my origin, along with the corpse poison and evil poison!"

"So, the black filth that I expelled before, which seemed to be alive and resentful, was essentially a material manifestation of this black energy."
Or perhaps it's a 'deposits' formed from the long-term pollution of my body by dark energy?

Thinking about this, an even more chilling question arose in my mind.

"However, I can understand that living things are filthy and tainted by this black mist."

But why do these inanimate objects—tiles, mirrors, walls…—also emit black mist?
What exactly is this black mist? It's alive even if it's not, right?!

Feng Mu frowned deeply. The joy and excitement he felt from the upgrade were largely washed away by the eerie black aura that enveloped his vision.

Even if he himself has been cleansed and renewed, if the entire world he inhabits, from the air to the matter, is soaked in pitch-black "pollution"...

What's the point of him just washing himself clean?
Feng Mu's eyes darkened slightly. He subconsciously took a light breath and then immediately held it.

He didn't even dare to breathe too hard, because he could "see" that the black mist permeating the air would be inhaled into his lungs with each breath, and even enter his bloodstream through his alveoli.

And he is currently powerless to stop this pervasive pollution.

He can live without eating the synthetic food from the city, but can he live without breathing the air from the city?

A sense of powerlessness and frustration welled up inside me.

Feng Mu shook his head vigorously, forcibly suppressing these unsettling discoveries and speculations for the time being.

"Forget it, today is a happy day after all. Let's not think about this problem for now. As long as we can keep improving our strength, one day all the problems will be solved."

Feng Mu could only console himself with this thought.

The stunning visual changes brought immense joy, but also profound anxiety. The accompanying auditory enhancements, however, were much purer, almost entirely consisting of strong, positive feedback.

Feng Mu felt that the sensitivity of his auditory nerves had suddenly increased by more than a hundred times.

Through a thick wall, he could not only clearly hear the steady breathing of the person in the next room, but also the beating of their heart and the faint gurgling sound of blood flowing in their veins.

He could hear the distinctly different frictional sounds produced by the extremely subtle wind gliding across the surfaces of different objects outside the window, and he could hear the extremely subtle trembling of the leaves on the trees downstairs in a windless state.

But when he truly concentrates and expands the range of his auditory perception to its limit.

hum!
It was as if the volume of the entire world had been turned on at once!

He could hear the sounds coming from every household in the building. The low murmurs of couples in their sleep, the sound of children grinding their teeth, the dripping of water from a tap that wasn't turned off completely, the faint hum of electrical appliances running in standby mode, and even some indescribable, suppressed gasps... countless fragments of sound surged in like a tide.

Even more remarkably, through the complex "sound field" formed by the propagation, reflection, and interweaving of countless sounds in the air, his brain seemed to become a supercomputer, automatically processing, restoring, and modeling this sound information.

In an instant, a clear three-dimensional structural diagram of the entire building's interior appeared in his mind, along with the approximate furniture arrangement, personnel positions, and movement patterns in each household.

All of this is achieved by hearing the almost inaudible "breathing" sounds and vibrations produced by the air flowing over the surfaces of different objects, thus creating a high-precision acoustic image in the brain.

This is almost like the divine sense scanning described in some cultivation novels, except that it relies on sound rather than mental power.

Therefore, the images that appeared in his mind were black and white, lacking color details, but possessing amazing spatial precision and dynamic information.

However, the subsequent enhancement of his sense of smell displeased Feng Mu.

His sense of smell has increased more than tenfold, conservatively estimated.

The direct consequence of this is that with every breath, a strong, nauseating mixture of foul odors floods into the nasal cavity.

He could even easily distinguish that the complex stench contained at least a dozen different sources of odor.

The stench of years of grime left in the toilet bowl, the putrid stench of sewage backing up, the sour, fishy smell of damp mold on the walls, the sour stench of rotting food wafting from the kitchen, the mixed smell of sweat and body odor emanating from the person sleeping next door, and the rancid smell of rotting food from the distant garbage can drifting in from outside the window…
They were truly diverse, each with its own "flavor," strongly impacting his overly sensitive olfactory nerves.

"..."

Feng Mu's lips twitched, and he was speechless for a moment.

He quickly controlled the blood and flesh, actively reducing the blood flow rate of the capillaries in the nasal cavity mucosa and lowering the sensitivity of the olfactory nerves.

After some effort, I finally managed to suppress this extraordinary sense of smell to about three times its original level.

Although there was still a considerable amount of odor, it was at least tolerable enough that I wouldn't be overwhelmed by the smell.

Feng Mu let out a long sigh:
"It's really... hard to imagine that upgrades don't always bring benefits; they can also have unpleasant side effects."

Is this a happy kind of trouble?
In comparison, the improvement in touch and taste is less noticeable; they simply become more sensitive and refined, and are still within a controllable range.

This made Feng Mu slightly disappointed, but also relieved.
Just as he was getting used to his newfound senses.

boom! ! !
A tearing pain originating from the deepest part of the soul suddenly erupted without warning!
"Ugh!"

Feng Mu was immediately struck as if by lightning. His whole body trembled violently, and all the muscles in his body spasmed and twitched wildly. His facial expression was instantly distorted into an extremely grotesque shape, and the veins on his forehead and neck bulged out, which was quite frightening.

Given his extensive experience of dying so many times and enduring countless pains, it is unimaginable how intense this pain, which directly affects the very essence of the soul, could be.

Feng Mu had experienced similar pain before.

It is the tearing sensation of a leap in life level that comes from injecting D-level gene injections and forcibly breaking through the gene lock.

However, previously he would inject one dose at a time to break through one shackle.

But this time… it seems like two shackles are being broken simultaneously?!
"Click——"

"Click——"

He even clearly heard two almost overlapping auditory hallucinations of the lock cylinder breaking.

Clearly, the pain of simultaneously impacting and tearing apart two genetic locks far exceeds that of impacting only one.

It wasn't a simple case of one plus one equals two; rather, it produced some kind of terrifying chemical reaction, causing the pain index to skyrocket exponentially, more than tenfold.

"Ho...ho..."

Feng Mu was in so much pain that he could barely breathe. His teeth were clenched so tightly they were almost breaking. His pores opened and closed all over his body, and a dense layer of goosebumps appeared.

While he was in excruciating pain, almost fainting, a hysterical laugh was erupting from the depths of his soul:

"Hahaha—, Heaven is on my side!"

Sure enough, the Marrow Cleansing Pill can unlock locks too. And it can unlock two locks at once. This saves me two D-grade gene injections—what a steal!

At the same time, a strong sense of lingering fear and relief welled up in his heart.

I'm glad I had already unlocked strength and agility through gene injections.

Otherwise, if one relies entirely on the Marrow Cleansing Pill to break through all four gene locks at once?

Then he might just die of agony in the toilet tonight?!
The intense pain seared his soul, but it also ignited the most blazing flame in his eyes.

He stared intently at the attribute panel in the void, which only he could see. The rising numbers were his best painkiller against the pain.

On the panel, the data is refreshing and fluctuating wildly:
[You have completed the marrow cleansing!]
[Strength increased by a certain amount↑↑]
[You have completed the marrow cleansing!]
[Agility gains a certain boost↑↑]
[You have completed the marrow cleansing!]
[Physical fitness is undergoing an explosive leap forward ↑↑↑↑↑]
[You have completed the marrow cleansing!]
[The spirit is undergoing an explosive leap forward ↑↑↑↑↑]
Since strength and agility had already been unlocked, the improvement they received from this marrow cleansing was relatively mild, only increasing them by a few points on their original basis.

But their physical condition and mental state are completely different; this is the first time they've unlocked a lock.

In addition, all the previously "frozen" attributes were completely released at this moment.

At this moment, the shackles shattered, the dam collapsed, and the vast amount of attribute points accumulated over a long period of time surged out like a mighty flood.

The five arrows shooting upwards wildly on the panel are the most direct proof!
Feng Mu stared intently at the wildly soaring values ​​on the attribute panel, his eyes burning like erupting lava, and his twisted, ferocious face twisted into an exaggerated and terrifying grin.

pain?
What's pain?!

As long as I can gain real power and become stronger, what is there to fear if I suffer ten or a hundred times more pain?!
How can a villain be afraid of pain?
Pain is the richest nourishment for a villain's growth, and the sweetest thing to be enjoyed!

"Let the pain come even more fiercely!"

The two extreme emotions of intense pain and extreme ecstasy intertwined and clashed wildly within him, making his expression increasingly distorted and bizarre, as if he were crying and laughing at the same time, like a madman.

As if hearing his almost self-destructive yearning, the tearing pain from the depths of her soul truly intensified by several orders of magnitude.

Just at the moment when the pain reached its peak.

Another line of subtitles, seemingly catalyzed by this extreme pain, appeared belatedly, carrying a glimmer of light...

(End of this chapter)