Where's my golden core? Did you think I removed a kidney stone?

Su Ye stood beside the operating table, his mind filled with complex emotions. The operating lights fell down, making the golden mist blade in the old man's chest cavity even more dazzling.

A sharp edge roams freely.

Like a knife, like mist.

The old man simply lay there peacefully; when Su Ye's spiritual power swept over him, he had already seen too much.

The old man's body was covered in old injuries.

The scars left by shrapnel in the lungs were just the most noticeable part. In addition, there were old fractures in the ribs, old wounds in the shoulder blades, and various gunshot wounds, all hidden in this aging body.

He truly dedicated his entire life to it.

Nation, war, era.

Now, the old man's chest cavity is open, his flesh and blood aged, but deep in his lungs there is a golden, sharp gleam that sometimes extends, standing tall and resonant, like the bones of this old man that have never bent throughout his life.

Su Ye now has the ability to save this old man.

I have been practicing my spiritual cultivation to this day.

Contact with the extraordinary.

Su Ye was cautious and careful in his words and actions, but if he saved this old man now, then perhaps all the things that were already hidden in the shadows of the city, as well as the attention of the authorities, would all come crashing down on him at once.

Su Ye never considered himself a savior.

He hasn't even figured out his own path yet.

"young people."

The old man suddenly smiled, a smile that carried a sense of relief and contentment.

Su Ye looked up.

The old man looked at him, his eyes showing no urging, his expression excessively calm, as if the person lying there was not an old man counting down to his death.

"Actually, you don't need to worry too much. I've already had enough of living."

His chest rose and fell slightly, and the golden aura trembled accordingly. The old man's brows furrowed slightly, but quickly relaxed again.

"As I just said, I've lived a full life. I've fought the battles I needed to fight, met the people I needed to meet, weathered the winds of the old era, and witnessed the waves of the new era. That's enough. The only ones who want me to live are my children. They don't want this great tree of mine to fall."

"If I continue to live, I may not be able to bring anything new to this country or this society."

"I should have returned to dust long ago, my child. In my final moments, talk to me."

Su Ye was taken aback.

I was deeply moved by the old man's sense of relief.

At this moment, only the two of them were awake in the operating room. Su Ye remained silent for a moment, then pulled over a chair and sat down next to the old man.

"My own changes are quite miraculous, but you don't seem particularly alarmed. You seem to have an explanation for all of this. Can you tell me about it?"

Su Ye remained silent for a while.

I hesitated.

But in the end, I accepted it calmly.

"The dense fog a few days ago should be a significant turning point. After that, everything began to mutate—animals, plants, and humans. The mutations occurring in humans are more like a path to 'extraordinary' things."

"The bullet fragments in your lungs are the anchor points."

Upon hearing the word "anchor point," the old man's eyes finally showed a noticeable change. Su Ye didn't look at him, but instead looked at the golden aura.

"That thing has been in your body for too many years, with scars, old wounds, metal fragments, and the complex blood vessels and bronchial structures near the hilum of your lungs all tangled together."

"After the spiritual energy was infused, the metal-based evolution began, using the bullet fragments as anchor points."

Recalling his understanding of the "extraordinary" over the past few days, Su Ye didn't hold back much when speaking to the old man.

"The lungs belong to the metal element, and the lungs store the essence of metal. Your condition confirms my guess and belongs to a rare and orthodox path."

The old man smiled and said, "So, in other words, my talent is not bad."

Faced with life and death, the old man remained optimistic, while Su Ye felt somewhat heavy-hearted, because he noticed that the old man's aura was becoming increasingly weak, and the metal energy in his lungs was still surging wildly, destroying the old man's vitality.

"From the perspective of combining medical and traditional theories, each of the five internal organs and six bowels has its own corresponding organ."

"The kidneys govern water, the heart belongs to fire, the lungs belong to metal, the spleen belongs to earth, and the liver belongs to wood."

"This is lung metal."

Su Ye did not introduce the Golden Elixir system to the old man.

The old man fell silent, a sudden realization dawning on him: what was about to kill him was not the illness.

Rather, it is evolution within the body.

He has grown old.

Unable to withstand this 'evolution'.

And now this "evolution" is destroying him!

The old man remained silent for a long time, and a trace of pain, resentment, and sorrow gradually appeared on his face. He thought of the sealed documents, the abnormal deaths that occurred one after another after the fog, and the people and things that suddenly became abnormal.

Sure enough, the world has been different since that time.

Everything grows in the darkness.

These old folks are still trying to use the old order to put everything back to its original state.

Swords, guns, discipline, armies, and systems—these things are still important, of course. But what if the world itself begins to change? Just how powerful is this golden aura on his chest? How many beings like this young man have already appeared on this land?

The old man suddenly groaned.

The golden energy deep within his lungs seemed to sense his emotional fluctuations, trembled suddenly, and its golden light instantly sharpened.

Su Ye raised his hand and pressed it.

The watery aura spread silently. It wasn't real water, but it was clearer and calmer than water. A faint, cool sensation sank into the old man's chest through his palm, gently covering the depths of his lungs like a thin film of water, suppressing the surging golden energy.

hum.

The golden aura trembled slightly, its sharpness momentarily smoothed out.

The old man suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his gaze towards Su Ye changed. He took a deep breath and lowered his voice, saying, "It seems the future world is truly wonderful. The changes you have undergone are even more miraculous. Compared to you, mine is nothing."

Su Ye did not deny it.

The old man looked at him and suddenly asked, "Child, do you think 'extraordinary' is ultimately a good thing? Are there hidden dangers lurking in the future changes?"

Su Ye remained silent for a moment, and finally said softly, "Senior, times must change."

The old man paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed, a tired but relieved laugh.

"Yes, times always change, and now it's our turn to be unable to see the future."

As he spoke, he looked up at the overhead operating lights, his eyes somewhat dazed.

"Unfortunately, I won't be able to see it."

After those words were spoken, the operating room suddenly fell silent.

Su Ye looked at the old man's aged face, his body covered in old wounds, and the sharp, piercing golden energy deep within his lungs that seemed to be tearing him apart. His eyes flickered, and he seemed to have figured something out.

The Xuanjing Society has appeared, and mutated creatures have begun hunting. Su Chen has also stepped into this unseen undercurrent. The so-called peace is ultimately just self-deception.

Not to mention he's a doctor.

Saving lives has always been a doctor's sacred duty.

Su Ye chuckled softly.

"It was I who was narrow-minded."

The old man turned his head to look at him.

Su Ye stood up and walked back to the operating table. All the hesitation, struggle, and weighing of the options were suppressed at this moment, replaced by an extremely pure focus.

"you……"

The old man seemed to realize something.

Su Ye didn't explain, but simply lowered his head, put on his gloves, and picked up the equipment again.

The water-based golden core vibrated slightly within his body, and his spiritual power spread out like a tide. His lungs, blood vessels, bronchi, scars, and golden energy all became clear in his perception.

Su Ye looked at the old man, his voice low but steady.

"Senior, you'll see the future for yourself."

The old man was stunned.

The next moment, the feeling of water silently surged into my chest.

The golden aura that was originally sharp and aggressive was suddenly gripped by some terrifying force for the first time. The rampant and violent golden aura was now being tightly held by an invisible hand!