My health recovery is incredibly fast.

Jack and Scarface, the two people who can equip themselves with the Wilderness series of alchemical suits, have also undergone bone grafting modifications.

If Xia Zuo's deduction is correct, the order in which an ordinary person would equip themselves with the limb-splitting weaponry should be as follows:

The first step is to determine which limb-splitting weapon to install, because different limb-splitting weapons have different installation requirements and require the marrow of the corresponding monster.

The second step is to modify one's body. Use bone magic to modify the body structure, making the body more suitable for the equipment requirements of the limb-splitting armor.

The third step is to prepare the materials and tools needed to install the limb-splitting weapon.

To complete the second of these three steps, a fixed location is required for the patient to undergo bone grafting.

This place is definitely not in Jing Shui Town.

When Xia Zuo had previously controlled Servant No. 1 to search for suitable firearms, he had already explored the entire town of Stillwater. He found many places where treasure chests and money belts were buried, but there was no place where bone grafting modifications could be performed.

So, where is this place?

If we can find the location of the operating room, observe the bone grafting process, copy the technique, and test it on Blood Elemental Servants, we might be able to modify a bone grafting technique suitable for Blood Elemental Servants.

Xia Zuo rubbed his temples, realizing that what he wanted to do might be an unprecedented undertaking…

He took the empty fruit plate to the kitchen to wash it, rested for a few minutes, then sat back down at his desk and switched to the perspective of Servant Number 5 to take a look.

During the time that this was mentioned, Doom had already led his men to find the corpse that had been turned into charcoal.

Judging from the remaining shape of the corpse, it was similar in size to "Sid".

"Go and search the surrounding area thoroughly," Doom waved his arm at his henchmen, dismissing them.

After the others left, he pulled out the dagger strapped to his thigh and pried open the head of the charcoal-covered corpse.

“No…” Doom muttered, then cut open the charcoal again at another spot. “Nothing here either… Is this really Scarface’s corpse?”

"Damn it... damn it... did this guy really get away? Is this a stranger's corpse? He went to great lengths to kill the gunmen who were clearing out the acorn worms, and then carried a corpse here and burned it to charcoal?" Doom slashed at the charcoal with his dagger, cursing under his breath.

“No, no, no… impossible.” Doom shook his head and muttered to himself, “He has the ‘Sid’ face mask. As long as he uses the alchemical armor to cross the Mogus Mountains, he can find a place to live while wearing the mask… without leaving any clues here.”

"So... this really is Scarface's corpse?" Doom frowned, his face grim.

He carefully put away the dagger, lowered his head, and walked along the reservoir wall towards the road.

As he passed the site of the pressure-sensitive bomb explosion the previous night, Doom stopped outside the wall with a puzzled look, his eyes scanning back and forth between two patches of soil that were similar in color.

He drew his dagger and dug several holes in the ground, revealing a small patch of soil clearly soaked with rainwater beneath.

"Someone has disturbed the soil here..."

Doom stroked his goatee and walked southwest along the road, finding another patch of soil that had been turned over—this was where Scarface had been hit in the back by the Arc Gun, and Andrew had turned the soil over to cover up the fragments of armor.

Doom summoned his men who were wandering in the forest and ordered them to search the nearby roads according to his plan.

Finally, a few small pieces of reddish-black armor were handed to Doom.

“Scrap from the Alien Group…” Doom growled through gritted teeth.

Although it's unknown how the two detectives defeated Scarface, and there's no evidence to prove they were the ones who did it...

But Doom's intuition told him that Scarface's death was definitely related to those two detectives.

Doom returned to the charred corpse, found a cloth bag to put Scarface's remains in, then waved his hand and walked to the motorcycle parked by the roadside, "Get on! Everyone get on!"

He glanced at the fuel gauge and shouted to his men, "Drain some of your fuel for me! Now!"

Speaking of motorcycle fuel…

Xia Zuo sat up straight, wondering what kind of oil it was, and whether it was the fuel he had expected...

As the brownish-yellow oil was siphoned from the fuel tank, Xia Zuo's expectations were dashed; the fuel used here was not fossil fuel.

When the yellowish-brown oily fluid flows out, you can also see sheet-like, thin, transparent patches of skin.

It appears to be something like the body fat of monsters, which, after simple processing and filtration, is directly poured into the oil tank for use.

If that's the case, then the town's stamping presses, the arena lights, and the lamps in the taverns and commoners' houses are all powered by burning the fat of these monsters.

For an electrical system to function properly, it needs a continuous supply of burnable body fat.

This type of combustible body fat was clearly not transported from other regions, which means that there is a place in Jing Shui Town that specializes in producing this type of body fat.

Xia Zuo found a homemade map of the Jing Shui Town area and scanned the various monster lairs with his eyes.

Judging from the names of the monsters, none of them are related to combustible body fat.

It seems that the Mishima Group has protected the production location of its combustible body fat very well, which also shows that combustible body fat is quite important and can be called a strategic resource.

Xia Zuo pondered for a few seconds, then used a pencil to circle the slaughterhouse south of Jing Shui Town. This place was likely where combustible body fat was processed, and it was worth investigating.

However, not tonight; we'll explore it another time when we have the chance.

From the perspective of Servant No. 5.

Doom filled up his motorcycle with gas and sent his men back to town to tell their boss, DeShawn, about Sid's murder.

He then turned the car around, loaded it with Scarface's remains, and continued heading southeast towards Jing Shui Town.

On the way here, we walked and stopped frequently, searching for Scarface's traces along the way.

On the way back, you can tighten the accelerator and speed up all the way, greatly shortening the return journey time.

In less than 30 minutes, Doum passed the crossroads east of Stillwater.

Instead of turning into town, he continued speeding south.

Xia Zuo's self-made map shows that there is a large wetland called the Catfish Forest, which is rich in high-quality pond timber.

In the lobby of the city hall, a sign is permanently displayed on the notice board, indicating that several areas within the boundaries of Jing Shui Town are off-limits to unauthorized personnel, and only those with permits or passes are allowed to enter.

Catfish Forest is one of them.

As a specialty of Jing Shui Town, the pond trees are well protected by the Mishima Group, and all the employees are transferred from the group's headquarters, rather than being locals or outsiders from Jing Shui Town.

On his way into the Catfish Forest, Doom passed through three hidden sentry posts and two checkpoints.

If you don't have a pass from the Mishima Group, ordinary people will be arrested on the spot by the outermost sentries and sent to the Jing Shui Town security office.

Xia Zuo's No. 5 servant followed Doom deep into the Catfish Forest and witnessed the efficient style of the group's employees. If Doom had taken out his pass a second later, he might have been arrested as well.

Doom didn't complain about the indifferent guards who followed the rules.

His only thought was to find the detective from the Alien Group as soon as possible and retrieve the high-level bone sac.

Xia Zuo unleashed a series of detection spells at the passing group employees.

Feedback indicated that the Mishima sentries on patrol had neither elemental resistance nor limb-splitting weapons.

However, the eight-dimensional attributes are somewhat special.

On average, their strength, agility, and endurance attributes reached as high as 8 points, comparable to warriors who have practiced breathing techniques. Their vitality attribute value was at least 5 points, but their spirit attribute value lagged behind, averaging only about 1 point.

From the perspective of Servant No. 5, a brown wall appears.

The wall is about 10 meters high, blocking the view in front and making it impossible to see what's behind it.

Doom held up his pass and shouted at the sentries on the wall who were aiming their guns at him:

"I am Doom from the Beast Arena. I have a pass. Let me in quickly, it's urgent!"

The sentry glanced at the other man's pass through the scope on his rifle, then reached out and pulled the lever beside him.

With the sound of chains turning, a doorway appeared in the wall.

Doom stepped inside.

Before Xia Zuo's fifth servant lay an intricate forest fortress.

The observation tower, warehouses, canteen, dormitories, and other facilities are all built in the tall, sturdy tree canopies. The trees are connected by suspension bridges woven from vines and steel cables, and the people crossing the suspension bridges wear uniform dark green uniforms. Lights hang from the suspension bridges, illuminating the shade of the trees with yellow-green light.

This is the base that the Mishima Group has set up deep in the Ayu Forest!

Look at this scale, this tight security, it's definitely a place hiding a big secret!

It was already 2 a.m. federal time, but Xia Zuo suddenly perked up and became very interested in the base in the Catfish Forest.

Doom climbed the rope ladder, walked briskly across the suspension bridge, and went deep into the base, entering a treehouse with its windows tightly closed.

Inside the room, various alchemical instruments were laid out on the solid floor: alchemical crucibles, blowers, shelves... These things that Xia Zuo knew all too well appeared before his eyes.

An alchemist dressed in a black robe and wearing a hood is slowly stirring a crucible.

Xia Zuo manipulated Servant No. 5 to avoid the gas escaping from the crucible and found a suitable angle to examine the inside of the crucible.

Tiny snake scales floated on the surface of the water, fragments of gall bladder slid along the ladle, and white snake slough coiled around the ladle, slowly dissolving into the boiling broth…

"It doesn't look like they're making medicine or poison..." Xia Zuo rested his chin on his hand, his brows furrowed as he stared at the dark red liquid.

He activated his [Toxin Sense] and confirmed that the substance in the crucible did not emit a dim elemental glow, and there were no basic or complex toxins present, so it appeared to be non-toxic.

Doom stood aside, watching the alchemist's actions. Several times he wanted to speak, but he held back and chose to remain silent, patiently waiting for the other to put down the spoon.

Seeing Doom's anxious yet helpless expression, Xia Zuo knew that the alchemist's work would continue for a while, so he manipulated his No. 5 servant to look around.

Inside the room was a brown-green curtain, with two layers of linen enclosing a small area. Dim light shone from the ceiling behind the curtain, illuminating the recliner inside.

Xia Zuo immediately sat up straight!

Next to the recliner was a wooden frame with a wooden IV drip hanging from it. The drip was connected to an IV tube made from the intestines of some kind of monster, and the end of the IV tube was a thin, curved bone spike.

This is an infusion device made from wood and monster materials!

On the other side of the recliner was a small square table with a tray on the table containing scissors, tweezers, medical bandages, and other items. In the wastebasket on the floor were discarded bandages stained with blood.

Is this a place where bone grafting surgery is performed?

Is a reclining chair the operating table for bone grafting?

Can this seemingly rudimentary and primitive infusion equipment really be used to inject bone marrow into monsters and complete bone grafting modifications?

Many questions popped into Xia Zuo's head.

He found the notebook that recorded the coupling ceremony of the Wild V-shaped alchemical implant, turned to a blank page, and, referring to the operating table, drew the layout on the page and noted down the equipment used.

After doing all this, Xia Zuo manipulated Servant No. 5 to emerge from behind the curtain.

Xia Zuo scanned the layout of the alchemy room and felt that something was missing.

He recalled the alchemy lab he had once spent...

Oh!