The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

Lin Mo ignored the sparrow's dazed expression.

He feels just right now and doesn't have time to ponder the complex psychology of the system.

Lin Mo walked straight to the stainless steel workbench at the very center and took out all the materials needed to prepare the intermediate-level gene potion from the system warehouse.

Dozens of rare materials were neatly arranged on the table, gleaming with an unusual luster under the light.

Lin Mo took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

This time, he showed no hesitation or awkwardness.

It was prepared nearly a hundred times.

In his mind, the process of preparing the intermediate gene drug played out clearly frame by frame, like a movie.

Purification, separation, fusion...

Every step, every detail, is etched deep in his memory.

Upon opening his eyes again, Lin Mo immediately picked up the ingredients and began preparing the mixture.

Everything went smoothly at first.

Lin Mo's movements were fluid and seamless, without any pause.

Heating, cooling, and centrifugal separation.

Every step of the operation was timed perfectly.

The sparrows nearby had stopped their pointless fluttering at some point.

He simply sat quietly on the instrument stand next to him, tilting his head and looking at Lin Mo's focused profile.

He didn't make a sound to disturb them.

He didn't say anything sarcastic or cynical.

At this moment, this not-so-smart system fell into deep self-doubt.

What's wrong with me?

Why did I become the kind of person that even I hate?

Isn't Lin Mo's success a good thing?

From the moment they were bound to Lin Mo, their fates became completely intertwined.

He will only be better if Lin Mo is better.

He understood this principle better than anyone else.

Why was it that when Lin Mo said he wanted to challenge himself with pharmacy and was confident, his first reaction was not to encourage him, but to pour cold water on him?

Do you not want Lin Mo to be alright?

The answer is obviously no.

So why is that?

Sparrow couldn't understand it; he couldn't find any correct logic in his database to explain this contradictory behavior.

Just as Sparrow was lost in thought, Lin Mo's operation had reached its most crucial step.

Fusion.

The semi-finished medicinal liquid, processed in all the previous steps, is then blended in a specific order and proportion.

This is the step that tests your self-control the most.

Even the slightest mistake could cause all materials to lose energy control and ultimately become completely unusable.

Countless times before, we failed at this step.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Lin Mo's forehead.

He held his breath and slowly injected the last tube of pale blue active hormone into the main container.

The dark blue liquid inside the container began to churn violently, with bubbles constantly rising to the surface.

Become!

Lin Mo was overjoyed.

This reaction is exactly the same as the precursor to success in memory transfer.

However, just when he thought he had succeeded...

"Bang!"

A dull thud.

The liquid in the main container instantly changed from a dark blue to a grayish-black charcoal-like color, and a pungent burnt smell spread.

Failed.

At the crucial final step, all their efforts were in vain.

The entire pharmaceutical factory fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

Lin Mo stared blankly at the completely ruined black substance, his brows furrowed tightly.

How could this be...?

There were no problems at all during the entire process.

This time, Lin Mo was 100% certain that he had made no mistakes in his operation.

He could even feel that every action he took was more perfect than the demonstration in the inherited memories.

But why did it still fail?

One failure could be considered accidental, but the dozens of times before that, each time making the same mistake in the same place, is definitely not accidental.

Unless, there is some crucial point that he has missed.

Lin Mo stood there, lost in thought.

The success in the forging room was still vivid in his mind; the feeling of being able to do whatever he wanted, as if his arms were extending, was still fresh in his memory.

However, when preparing medicines now, there is always a feeling of stagnation, like scratching an itch through a boot.

Even though I know exactly what to do and my body does it, the result is still wrong.

Where exactly is the problem?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Lin Mo.

With a physical attribute of over 3,000 points, he wouldn't feel tired even if he spent a day in the forging room or forged continuously for three days and three nights.

This shows that forging source weapons requires a high level of physical strength as a support.

What about the medicine?

Forging is a combination of strength and skill; it is the art of fire and iron.

Pharmaceutics, on the other hand, is a science of precision and control, a contest of the smallest details.

One is rugged, the other is delicate.

Are the core capabilities they require fundamentally different?

"It's the spirit!"

At that moment, Lin Mo understood.

It was precisely because his physical attributes were high enough that he was able to withstand the enormous physical exertion and impact during forging.

So, would preparing medicine, which requires extremely precise control, require equally strong mental power as an aid?

His mental attributes remain a glaring "0" to this day.

The moment the idea appeared, it spread like wildfire, instantly taking over his entire brain.

The more I think about it, the more likely it seems!

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the sparrow, who was still in a daze.

What is my current turnover?

The sparrow was startled by his sudden shout and its body trembled.

His gaze then refocused, and he looked at Lin Mo with a somewhat blank expression.

Did you just say something?

Lin Mo: "..."

"I'll tell you how much my current turnover is."

The sparrow then realized what was happening and quickly retrieved the data.

Your current available turnover is: 3,158,329.

Lin Mo did not hesitate.

"Convert all of them into free attribute points for me."

The sparrow paused for a moment, but still followed the procedure.

[1000 points of sales revenue can be exchanged for 1 point of free attribute point. The current sales revenue can be exchanged for a total of 3158 points of free attribute points. Do you want to exchange now?]

"Yes."

[Redeem successful.]

As soon as Sparrow finished speaking, Lin Mo immediately opened his attribute panel.

He ignored the other alarmingly high values ​​and focused his attention directly on the two columns: [Spirit: 0] and [Free Attribute Points: 3158].

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Mo focused his mind and added all his free attribute points to his mental attribute.

next second.

An indescribable feeling exploded from the depths of his brain!

It's completely different when your physical attributes are improved.

It was a clear feeling.

Lin Mo felt his mind was clearer than ever before!

If the world before was a high-definition painting to him, then now, the resolution of that painting has increased thousands of times!

The whole world seemed to have been stripped of all pretense, revealing its most essential nature.

He can clearly "see" the movement trajectory of every single dust particle floating in the air.

He could clearly "hear" the faint humming sound of current passing through the circuit board as the precision instruments above him operated.

He could even "sense" the strange energy fluctuations emanating from the sparrow beside him, a mixture of data flow and a hint of confusion.

Everything around me seemed to have changed.

Lin Mo slowly raised his hand and opened it.

His gaze fell on the lines on his palm.

At this moment, those intersecting patterns seemed to transform into rivers containing endless information.

It has a psychedelic, unreal feeling, like eating mushrooms.