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Without saying a word, Dr. Bright broke the pill open and stuffed it into his brother's mouth.

In the blink of an eye—

The crisscrossing, festering scars began to close, scab over, and peel; the swollen malignant mass in the abdominal cavity was deflating inch by inch, as if being squeezed, kneaded, and evaporated by an invisible hand!

But his eyes remained unfocused, and drool still clung to the corner of his mouth.

Intellectual disability is not an illness, but a broken thread that cannot be reconnected no matter how effective the medicine is.

"Alright, Bright, accommodation is ready. You and your younger siblings can live together or separately. I'll just say one thing: as long as they're with the shelter, no one will dare lay a finger on them."

Jiang Chen nodded to the side, and two nurses in gray uniforms immediately stepped forward and supported 590 and 321 on the left and right.

Dr. Bright's eyes immediately welled up with tears.

These two children are his only remaining anchor in this world.

If even this little bond were severed, he should have gone mad long ago on the edge of a knife after a drunken night, or in the silence of a videotape looping for the seventh time.

Loyalty cannot withstand a mental breakdown, and a person on the verge of collapse, no matter how talented, cannot produce a single drop of useful data.

You should know that he is the sharpest blade among the Four Wise Men.

"By the way," Jiang Chen suddenly spoke up, "I'll give you two options: continue hiding under this crocodile skin, or—I'll rebuild you with an original body."

"President?!" Dr. Bright's voice cracked, his fingers digging tightly into the scales that resembled armor on his arm. "Really...really can?"

His original body had already been cleaved in two by Abel's blade, a diagonal slash from his collarbone to his hip bone, the blood freezing cold before it even had a chance to flow.

That was the root cause of his ten years of alcoholism and several suicide attempts.

People need face, trees need bark. If you lose your face, what is left to hold onto: dignity, respectability, and self?

The shelter organization listed thirty-seven prohibitions against him back then, and every single one of them contained the word "inhuman"—

It wasn't that he lost control; it was that the living corpse's body no longer recognized him as Bright.

If he could grow his own face back, he would naturally become more mindful of public opinion, more discreet, and more restrained in his actions.

After all, who doesn't rely on how others perceive them to confirm that they are still alive?

"Absolutely true."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly.

"I want to be myself!!!"

Dr. Bright roared until his vocal cords ripped, and tears mixed with scales rolled down his face.

"good!"

Jiang Chen's gaze sharpened.

Level 4 Reality Distortion - Activated!

The power of creation—unfold!

In an instant, number 963 - Immortal floated up, detached from the Crocodile God Soton, and hovered silently in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, a tall and slender figure materialized out of thin air: brown curly hair, emerald green eyes, a sharply defined jawline, and a white lab coat loosely draped over his shoulders, like a young scholar just stepping out of a laboratory—

This is exactly what Bright looked like in his early twenties, before he was crushed by fate.

He slowly opened his eyes.

He froze, then ecstatic, trembling, before covering his face and his shoulders heaving violently.

Tears streamed down her face, spilling onto the ground and spreading into a small, dark patch.

"I...I'm back! I'm really back!! President!!"

He spoke incoherently, his voice broken, yet surprisingly bright.

No one understands the suffocating feeling of looking in the mirror every day and seeing only a strange, beastly face—

It's like being buried alive in someone else's body; you have to rely on old photos to remember what you look like.

And now...

He touched his brow bone, his nose bridge, and his warm skin.

Finally, it's me.

That felt so damn good!!

I'm still as dashing and impeccable as ever!

He's so handsome it's breathtaking!!!

Dr. Bright's heart was pounding, and his fingertips were trembling.

In his early years, his immortality, which made him spiritually immortal, became a form of torture. Over the long years, he was imprisoned in a decaying body that repeatedly disintegrated and reformed, suffering so much pain that he could not even utter a sound of despair.

But at this moment—

He felt so light that he could float, his blood surged like a river thawing in early spring, and even his breath tasted sweet!

This is what it's like to be alive! Fresh flesh and blood, a vibrant pulse, and burning sensations!

"Are you adjusting well? You have such a young body."

"I've adapted! I've adapted so well! President, I, Bright, would never be able to serve you enough for the rest of my life! You saved my life, your kindness is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea! I'll brave mountains of knives and seas of fire, I'll eat boiling oil and nails! I swear—if I dare to disobey even half a word, may I instantly turn back into that festering, rotting old zombie!!"

Dr. Bright was rambling incoherently, his face beaming with laughter, and his back bent so low he was almost touching the ground.

The look in his eyes as he gazed at Jiang Chen was one of genuine awe, gratitude, and almost fanatical faith that seeped from the very marrow of his bones.

"Alright, alright! Go take care of your younger siblings and don't cause me any trouble. You can use this body anytime, and if you want to create a few clones to assist in your research, it's up to you."

"And remember this—your family's bloodline, tsk...too wild. But in the Containment Association, if you dare touch even a hair on one of my people, I'll crush you into a pulp and smear the whole wall with it!"

Jiang Chen waved his hand, his tone calm, yet it felt like an ice pick piercing the other person's eardrum.

The Bright family is notorious for its unruly and eccentric nature, with each generation producing oddballs; it seems as if a restless flame runs through their bloodline.

Jiang Chen didn't want his shelter to be ravaged by this wildfire so soon after it started.

Of course, Dr. Bright, bestowed by the system, is loyal to the underlying logic and there is absolutely no possibility of betrayal—unless Jiang Chen forgets to take precautions.

Now that the truth has been revealed, even if Xiao Kun were to break three of his ribs with a hammer, he would never dare to cross the line.

"Don't worry, President! I'm completely out of interest in that kind of thing now! I've switched between male and female bodies dozens of times, tried every kind of thing, and it's all tasteless to me! Now I'm only focused on one thing: living and doing scientific research is the greatest joy in the world!"

Dr. Bright shook his head as if it were springy, his eyes shining with an astonishing intensity.

indeed.

During those years of eternal torment, he tried countless bodies—women's, boys', old women's… He chewed on them so many times, skin and bones, that he was sick of them.

Now I find the cells pulsating under the microscope more moving than any romance or beauty.

He wouldn't utter a single empty word in front of Jiang Chen.

"Then I'll be waiting to see your breakthrough, Dr. Bright."

Jiang Chen smiled and waved his hand, sending him away.

Currently, he has gathered three top-notch PhDs under his command, so he is very secure.

"I want to eat steamed buns... fragrant steamed buns!!"

As soon as Dr. Bright stepped out, the crocodile god Soton, who was lying paralyzed on the ground, shook his head, lifted his eyelids, and slowly woke up.

"The third-generation beast-type warrior of the Divine River Civilization—his mental resistance actually withstood it."

Jiang Chen's eyes flickered slightly, and he became interested.

963 - The essence of immortality is the perpetuation of the spirit; possession is merely a side effect; the erasure of consciousness is not an inevitable result. It's not unreasonable that Thorton could withstand it.

"Young man, you've got guts. The containment organization happens to be short a D-level position, want to try?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"A shelter? Does it provide food?"

"Is this enough?"

With a flick of his wrist, Jiang Chen sent a plump, soft mountain of steamed buns crashing down, burying half of Soton.

"Enough! Enough! Enough!! Oh my god, this is too much!! But these steamed buns... why are they different from the ones I've had before? They smell so good! So delicious!!"

Thornton was stunned—was the "baozi" he was talking about referring to a living person?

But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, his brain buzzed and his memory was automatically rewritten: He just loves to eat steamed buns, pure, hot steamed buns with juicy filling!

The next second, he was laughing so hard he cried while holding the steamed bun when Jiang Chen casually nudged him, and the power of reality distortion enveloped him, and he was "whooshed" into the secret room next door.

"Assign Thornton to the D-level personnel sequence."

Jiang Chen gave instructions to his beautiful secretary, Yuan Wei, who was standing beside him.

It was just a clumsy-looking crocodile; if it weren't for Dr. Bright's soul still residing inside, he wouldn't even bother to glance at it. Since it was delivered right to his doorstep, he might as well give it a look and save himself the trouble.

Level D positions? Plenty of them!

In the lower right corner of the view, an unclaimed team reward still floats quietly:

Name: Mobile Task Force - Ghostbusters

Activated, awaiting assignment.

"President!!"

A man who appeared to be the team leader strode forward and clasped his hands in a salute.

Ghostbusters!

The team emblem is a black circle with a semi-transparent ghost floating in the center, and three silver arrows spiraling through it.

Mobile Task Force Mu-13 specializes in tracking, analyzing, and sealing anomalous entities—especially high-risk beings that possess self-awareness, logical reasoning abilities, and can even actively evolve and counter containment.

A top hunter in the ghost-hunting world!

Of course, not a single "ghost" has appeared in the world right now.

The standard weapons they were issued were extremely cunning: they could tear apart spiritual structures, causing crushing damage to ethereal beings; they could also set up temporary barriers to nail and imprison wandering consciousnesses on the spot.

Jiang Chen had a question mark in his mind.

Can this team really hold onto dark energy? After all... most so-called "ghosts" reside in the soul dimension, void folds, or dark energy tides.

If we can really crack the tough nut of dark energy, that would be a strategic trump card!

But then again...

Any team bearing the name "Special Task Force" is a hidden gem of the Containment Council. Each one is either a master of combat or a nemesis of living monsters.

Loyalty as firm as a rock, the system personally awards you a medal!

Jiang Chen casually waved his hand, sending everyone away to await orders.

If needed in the future, we can simply call upon them and send them into battle; it's very efficient.

Item: Parallel World Capsule

Effect: Tears open a stable channel, connecting to a designated parallel universe.

……

nice one!

It's so familiar—this thing is practically a buffer valve tailor-made for world-ending anomalies.

After all, if the Earth really dies, his plan to harvest global popularity will immediately fall through.

and also……

Trait: Spiritual Immortality

Effect: Once actively activated, the spiritual entity becomes eternally immortal and immune to destruction by anything below the highest divine level; spiritual resistance soars to its limit, rendering any erosion, contamination, or alteration below the highest divine level completely ineffective.

……

It was straightforward, yet it sent chills down your spine!

After Dr. Bright ingested 963, his mental resilience became incredibly strong, though he never showed it off.

And at this moment...

Jiang Chen's mental resistance was instantly maxed out!

From now on, whether it's cognitive pollution, consciousness parasitism, or possession and sneak attacks, they will all be kept out!

As solid as an iron wall!!

Jiang Chen felt as if a clear spring was flowing through his mind, and his consciousness suddenly became clear and transparent, without any stagnation or confusion.

But that "immortal" mark had been silently forged into the depths of his consciousness.

"Incredible! Their mental defenses are completely welded shut! They're using the supernatural like韭菜 (a metaphor for exploiting the uncanny) to harvest resources across the entire universe—it's incredibly satisfying!"

Jiang Chen grinned.

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