Mr. Death in the Steam World

7:30 a.m., School of Pharmacy Anatomy Laboratory.

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant, and various dissection instruments were neatly arranged on the operating table.

"Good morning, Professor Pip."

Professor Pip was working on a frog specimen when he heard Moen's voice, and he remained indifferent.

"There's still half an hour before class starts, so find a seat and settle down."

He clearly hadn't forgotten what Moen had brought up about Leonard yesterday, and didn't want to say more to Moen.

"Professor, I'm not here to give a lecture."

Moen walked to the control panel, carefully considering his words.

"I wanted to ask you... to borrow something."

"Oh? What do you need to borrow?"

"Materials for live dissection experiments"

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Professor Pip's hand trembled, and the frog leg he was holding with tweezers slipped off onto the worktable.

He looked at the now worthless frog specimen, put down the tweezers, turned around, and gave Moen a few irritating glances.

"What would a pharmacy student like you need living samples for?"

"practise."

Moen remained expressionless and spoke sincerely.

"The extraction of dragon's breath extract last time made me realize that my technique is not yet proficient enough."

"I want to find some more challenging materials to practice with, so as to lay a foundation for future experiments."

"Even more difficult materials, huh."

Pip repeated it, a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Did you know that there are quotas for experimental materials in the School of Pharmacy?"

Yesterday's Dragon's Breath Liquid really impressed him; the technique was unlike that of a beginner.

But vivisection? That's a huge leap.

"I know, that's why I've come to ask you for help."

Moen looked directly into his eyes, without flinching or looking away.

"I can pay you, we can sign an agreement, or I can do some odd jobs for you to offset the debt."

Pip was silent for a few seconds, then looked at Moen with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Although I don't know what triggered you, it's good that you're willing to learn."

He shook his head, turned and walked to the corner of the laboratory, taking a glass jar from a cabinet.

There were three toads in the jar, lying motionless on the damp moss.

They were a size larger than ordinary toads, and the bumps on their backs were an unnatural dark red, as if something was wriggling under their skin.

[Note: Level 4 containment object traces detected. The quality of this essence is: Green]

The moment Moen saw the notification, he knew he had come to the right place.

"This is called a red-spotted toad. I caught it in the pond near the old chemistry building a while ago."

Pip placed the glass tank on the workbench, glanced at Moen,

"I originally intended those things to be used as demonstrations for older students..."

"However, given that you do have a little bit of talent, it's fine to give it to you. We can talk about the payment later."

"But let me make this clear from the start—"

He suddenly lowered his voice, and his eyes sharpened.

"Don't come looking for me if anything happens, and don't tell anyone that you took the things from me, understand?"

Moen held the glass jar, nodded solemnly, and remembered this favor.

Professor Pip's help to him was genuine, and as a good young man of the new era, he always repays kindness.

Thanks to Professor Xie, with the help of "the mouse's skillful hands," Moen easily completed the dissection.

Harvesting progress: 100%

Harvesting death brings blessings.

[Targets: Mutated Cats, Mutated Toads]

Three orbs of light emerged from the void and hovered in front of him.

It wasn't the white color from last time, but a green like the tender green shoots of early spring.

【Meow's Swiftness (Green)】

【The Elegance of a Cat (Green)】

Toad mucus (white)

Moen automatically ignored the white entry and instead got caught up in the first two.

The effect of the "Cat's Elegance" skill is to improve balance and flexibility, which is useful but not very effective for him.

The effect of Meow's Swiftness is simple and straightforward: it increases his reaction speed and movement speed.

Whether he ultimately chooses to flee or confront the enemy, swiftness is more practical than elegance.

Moen reached out and pointed at the first ball of light.

Suddenly, a burst of light erupted, and a strange sensation rose from the depths of his muscles. When the change ended, he tried to move his hands and feet and felt much lighter.

[Meow's Swiftness: Your reaction speed and movement speed are increased.]

[Introduction: Cats' reactions, cats' speed, but don't forget, cats have nine lives, you only have one.]

Moen looked at the last line of text and felt a little uneasy.

"Well, thank you so much for reminding me..."

It was still early, and the playground was deserted. Moen took a deep breath, squatted down, and tightened his shoelaces.

"Let me see just how strong you really are, 'Swift as a Cat'!"

The moment the feet push off the ground, the body springs forward like a spring.

Moen felt his legs moving in an incredible rhythm, each step precise and powerful.

The speed that used to require him to sprint at full speed, he can now easily achieve.

Four hundred meters.

Moen crossed the finish line in about 48 seconds, according to his mental countdown.

You should know that the original owner was just a sickly person suffering from malnutrition, who would be out of breath even after running two hundred meters.

Now, his 400-meter time of 48 seconds has reached or even exceeded the level of a national first-class athlete before his time.

This is the effect of green essence!

Moen stood on the track, hands on his knees, panting heavily.

His lips couldn't help but curl upwards, and a long-lost excitement welled up in his chest.

Just one green essence was enough to bring a sickly person's physical condition down to this level.

What if we harvest it several times?

What if we target an even more powerful enemy?

Moen straightened up, clenched his fists, and a certain light flashed in his eyes.

He can become stronger, he really can become stronger.

This thought, like a seed, quickly took root and sprouted in my mind.

"If I harvest a few more contaminated creatures—"

He subconsciously looked in the direction of the teaching building, his mind racing with calculations.

Professor Pip must have other materials; if he can get his hands on them, the mere Spider Lily will be nothing—

No, that's not right.

The morning breeze brought a slight chill, and Moen looked down at his hands, gradually calming down.

Although things are different now and he is much stronger than the original owner, his abilities are still within the range of normal people.

If a highly respected professor like Leonard could be driven to suicide by that flower, what makes him think he can solve the problem smoothly?

He believed that with the help of the Death Note, he would one day be able to defeat the Other Shore Flower and kick the Extraordinary World, but not now.

Moen raised his head and looked in the direction of the school gate.

Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, running away is the best. He needed to go home immediately, take Clara away from this dangerous place, and go as far away as possible.