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This is really difficult.

Fortunately, he succeeded.

"The next step is to begin trial operation..."

After obediently loading the edited mode, the circuits in Lu Ming's body immediately seemed to be activated, and suddenly extended outward.

Those crystal-white threads seemed to come alive, first wrapping themselves tightly into a round cocoon.

This is the central hub for gathering crystal wire channels from all directions, and it can also be considered a kind of defensive outer shell.

The remaining white lines are the roots centered on Lu Ming. While scattering in all directions, they converge into several strands, intertwining to form tree-like objects of a certain thickness, before rapidly extending out of the operating room.

The room immediately fell silent, with only the rustling sound of the white branches slowly growing and spreading.

"Lu Ming?"

Tiamat broke the silence with a call.

She curiously examined Lu Ming's "cocoon".

It's perfectly normal for this to pique her interest.

The cocoon, or egg, is one of the important forms in which the embryo of life is reborn, and she, as the original womb, is very clear about its significance.

But then again.

Lu Ming sank into the cocoon. When he "emerged from the cocoon", he would be considered a "second newborn".

Do newborns always recognize the first person who opens their eyes as their mother?

Tiamat's eyes lit up at the thought.

As expected of her, she came up with another clever idea.

So, Ti Ma sat down and picked up Lu Ming's "cocoon" and held it in her arms.

A motherly aura, like the scent of a mother, seeped into the crystalline white branches with each gentle sway...

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Unexpectedly, countless tiny, crystal-white twigs emerged from the quiet operating room.

Meanwhile, inside and outside the hospital, ordinary staff members were rushing around in a flurry of activity, creating a chaotic scene.

Hospitals should have their own rhythm.

However, due to Lu Ming's earlier order, all the doctors, nurses, caregivers, and other staff members left their original posts and were dispatched to search for and rescue scattered disaster-stricken citizens within the city.

Many doctors were puzzled, thinking that while saving lives was important, did that mean they should ignore the patients in front of them? There were still many patients in the hospital who were unable to move and might need care at any time.

However, Ai Lei, who relayed the order on Lu Ming's behalf, did not explain much. She only said that Lu Ming had his own considerations, and that they should be responsible for rescuing as many patients as possible. They did not need to participate in the rest of the treatment process.

Ai Lei listened to Lu Ming's complete treatment plan and the previous blood transfusions in the operating room. So she roughly guessed what was going on.

If we use the previously modified 'hybrid non-humans' as a standard, common illnesses are completely ineffective against them, and they would never need medical care...

Before long, silvery-white, glistening branches appeared before the workers.

"My work orders are overflowing, I'm so busy my back and waist are aching... Wait, what's this?"

"Wow, Mom, look! What beautiful branches!"

"It's probably something those adults came up with, right? I don't really understand it."

"Didn't we get a notice before that said we only need to handle the search and rescue, and we don't need to worry about the follow-up or other things? That should be what solves those problems, right?"

"Oh, it must be that person's power!"

Numerous ordinary people witnessed these silvery-white, thin branches flying through the air.

Although their eyes showed surprise, they were not flustered—because these people did not have a high level of vision and knew nothing about the mysterious field. In their view, since Lord Lu Ming was already so powerful, it was not surprising that he had any magical abilities.

However, the magicians' reactions were quite different.

Because I could understand it, I felt it was beyond my comprehension.

For example, Aozaki Touko and Olga Marie, who are still maintaining the dolls, have received a notification but have no idea what the details are.

After all, only Ellie herself had some guesses, but she couldn't possibly include her guesses in the publicly released announcement.

When they saw Lu Ming's methods, they were almost speechless with shock. Olga Marie even thought she was dreaming.

"Could all of these be...?"

Olga Marie was assisting Orange, working as a helper to maintain the dolls... To call her an helper was a bit of a stretch; she was just doing small things like passing materials around, and she was incredibly bored.

So when she suddenly looked up, she saw those intertwined branches, each with its own distinct presence.

The vascular structure that circulates magical energy resembles the texture of nerve fibers...

"...These are all magic circuits! Wait, how is this possible...?"

Aozaki Touko recognized it at a glance, but after saying it, she gasped for breath and was stunned.

What does it mean when a whole bunch of magic circuits suddenly become sentient?

And it was overflowing and flying out like it was free?

If those old-fashioned scholars at the Clock Tower, obsessed with bloodlines, saw this scene, they'd probably have a heart attack on the spot, wouldn't they?

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After all, they've gone to such lengths, even bringing in a whole bunch of magic circuits.

This wave directly challenged the Clock Tower's established belief in the predetermined nature of bloodlines, and even their proud, thousand-year-old lineages are likely finding it difficult to maintain their lofty position...

Oh well! The previous war between the main gods was enough to make most people in the magic world dizzy. We've already accumulated enough things that defy common sense, so one more won't make a difference.

Orange took a deep breath to calm herself down.

I was just temporarily limited by my preconceived notions of what a magician should be. Now that I think about it carefully, Lu Ming definitely didn't create this thing because he cared about the meager sums from the Clock Tower Magic Association.

She could tell that this person was always very practical and wouldn't do anything unnecessary. Wholesale magic circuits must have their uses, perhaps for solving certain current problems...

Orange recalled that in the operating room, Lu Ming transformed the bloodline of ordinary people by giving blood transfusions to those contaminated patients, thus giving them dragon blood and preventing physical mutations.

"This...could it be that Lu Ming created all these things just to accelerate the blood transfusion?"

Her expression was strange, a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

"However, to be able to do such extraordinary things to save people, that's truly worthy of Boss Lu Ming, wouldn't you say, Olga Marie..."

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Orange noticed that Olga Marie's expression was not good.

"nothing......"

Olga Marie seemed dazed. She gently rubbed her temples, and her mind cleared up a little. For some reason, she felt a sense of familiarity with the scene.

It seems that she herself has experienced, no, it seems that she has personally done something similar.

Memories of non-existent parallel worlds have increased.

......

The ravaged neighborhood to the east of the hospital has become a battlefield, filled with piercing screech and terrifying roars.

"—!"

Tiamat's clever idea soon revealed a change in the situation—a large number of scattered dragons gathered here, attempting to cross the defenses and raze the hospital.

Even fate, looking down on this turn of events from above, probably wouldn't realize that Tiamat's actions were secretly helping Lu Ming.

"Boom!"

"Heaven has its desolate seas, earth has its prisons! The sacred peaks embrace the yoke of the underworld!"

Crimson lightning crisscrossed, shattering the massive bodies of dragons, and the turbulent ground, like an endless mountain range, surged and crashed madly towards the horde of giant beasts.

The gods, including Ereshkigal, are leading a police force of twenty-eight, acting as the vanguard in the most prominent positions.

In addition, Director Orlando and Sigma, both experts in firearms, lead other volunteer militia members.

Multiple lines of defense together formed the front line to block the monster tide in the east of the city.

On the battlefield, magic light cannons flew out from time to time, and the resulting dazzling explosions illuminated half the sky as if it were daytime.

Necromantic bullets formed a dense barrage, unleashing crossfire in front of the trenches. Every second, countless monsters were blasted into pieces, turning the entire battlefield into a meat grinder that crushed everything.

On rare occasions, a few monsters will cross the front line and rush towards the rear.

Behind them were mostly ordinary people armed with firearms. Facing the monster head-on, the result was undoubtedly that they would be easily torn apart, creating a bloody scene.

"boom!"

Ishtar kicked a spider monster several meters tall away. She was in charge of mobile warfare, sweeping up any remaining monsters that had slipped through her fingers in the middle and rear.

"Thank you for saving me, sir!"

The people she protected behind her thanked her repeatedly.

"Hmph, then sing praises to the great goddess Ishtar to your heart's content!"

The goddess is shameless and tries to inflate her own value.

She was also a bit cunning... Although she really wanted to gather a group of people to support her and increase her power, forming cliques and organizing followers also required winning people's hearts and minds.

What Ishtar is doing now is a deliberate attempt to win people's hearts. After all, what action could touch someone's heart more than saving a life?

The reason she had previously remained hidden in Lu Ming's team, her brilliance obscured, was simply because her outstanding qualities and irresistible charm had been temporarily suppressed by the despicable Lu Ming faction, leaving her no opportunity to showcase them.

Now is the perfect opportunity to win over hearts and minds and turn things around!

As long as she continues to act in the way she is doing now, and works hard step by step, the number of people who support and understand her will gradually increase! More and more people will also become clear-headed and break free from the terrible conspiracy theories!

Everything will be alright!

In order to develop her own unique "Ishtar religion", she must do better in every aspect!

Ishtar believes she has cleverly constructed her own unique ideas.

As long as her actions appear flawless to her subordinates, leaving no room for criticism, and outperform even the most loyal followers of Lu Ming, the hearts of the people will ultimately belong to her!

Having followed Lu Ming for so long, and with that fangirl, Haruri, constantly reciting Lu Ming's quotes, Ishtar has made some progress under this passive influence.

She felt that she had grasped Lu Ming's so-called "mass line" and developed her own methodology... Although her strange conspiracy theories were unbearable for her, it did not prevent her from learning from his strengths.

Even goddesses have to bow their heads sometimes, it's not shameful!

After all, Lu Ming's methods are pretty much the same old tricks. As long as she works hard to absorb his strengths and improves herself, she can better prevent more normal people from being brainwashed by Lu Ming's rhetoric and expanding her faction. Then things will be settled!

The balance of power has been reversed!

However, the monster tides continued to surge in, seemingly endless... Those militiamen who had already sacrificed or were wounded could only be carried away on stretchers by the doctors behind them, looking utterly lost.

This is also what Ishtar overlooked.

Her small action did not change the overall trend.

The power of accumulated water to wear away stone cannot compare to the power to turn the tide in a short period of time.

--then.

Just then, a crystal-white wave suddenly appeared behind them.

The scene caused a stir, but it quickly turned into amazement—because the crystalline white lines clustered together and merged into sharp, white streaks resembling tree branches.

They swept past the combatants, slithering across the battlefield like silver snakes, coiling around the edges of the menacing army of giant beasts.

A towering Bashum, the size of a building and tens of meters tall, roared and swatted away a bunch of the tangled branches that had been coiling around it.

In its eyes, these gadgets are nothing more than inferior toys, like magician circuits, which can be crushed with a single step!

But to dare to use it as a weapon, and even seem to have been used by those humans as a trump card to turn the tide of the war, is utterly ridiculous!

Bashum, enraged, spewed poisonous flames that scorched the branches, then roared and lunged forward with its massive claws.

As the roar echoed, suddenly, without warning, the branches froze for a few seconds.

Before the dragon could even show off its triumph, the silver-white line suddenly accelerated and, to Bashum's bewilderment, struck a point on its massive body.

This spot doesn't seem important, and the force of the strike is very weak.

However, it resulted in an astonishing outcome—the wound suddenly burst open and expanded, spraying out scalding hot dragon blood!