Chapter 48 | After Physical Therapy, All the Monsters Turned into Goddesses

"If the living can be treated, then the dead... should be able to be 'treated' as well, right?"

This crazy thought, like a prairie fire, instantly exploded in Victor's mind.

He reached out his finger, and with a trace of excitement—as if opening the gates to a new world—he lightly tapped the brand-new icon radiating a dark-gold glow.

【Biological Modification】.

Hum—

The light screen flickered, and a complex interface filled with an industrial atmosphere and the smell of blood burst open in his vision.

【Welcome to the "Biological Modification Production Line (Beginner)" system.】

【This system is dedicated to combining "medical treatment" with "evolution," turning "waste" into "divine weapons."】

【Here, there is no non-recyclable trash, only undiscovered treasures.】

【Your slogan is: Give me a corpse, and I'll give you a legion!】

"..."

Victor looked at this series of slogans, which were full of over-the-top edginess and the flavor of a pyramid scheme, and his lips couldn't help but twitch.

The developer of this system...

Definitely had something wrong with their head.

However, he liked it.

He turned his gaze to the function options below the interface.

【Function One: Template Setting】

You can create a brand-new "modification template" based on existing biological blueprints (such as God-Chosen or special monsters) or through your own design.

The template will determine the modified creature's form, abilities, and basic attributes.

【Function Two: Mass Production】

Select a pre-set template.

Input sufficient "biological materials" and "mana energy."

Choose a suitable "base body" (can be a living being or a corpse).

Then, you can mass-produce your desired modified creatures just like a factory production line.

【Function Three: Gene Bank】

All organisms you encounter during the "treatment" or "dissection" process will have their genetic sequences automatically recorded here.

Like building blocks, you can extract the superior genes of different creatures (such as a dragon's strength, a demon's fire resistance, or an elf's agility) and fuse them into your modification templates.

"My god..."

Victor's breathing quickened as he looked at these three functions.

If "surgical treatment" before was still at the level of a "repairman," then this 【Biological Modification】 system simply elevated him from a car mechanic to an "automotive designer" and "production line director" in one step!

Previously, if he wanted a new God-Chosen, he had to rely on luck.

He had to find a suitable patient who was sick enough and, preferably, decent-looking.

Then, he had to perform a high-risk major surgery himself with great effort.

The entire process was full of uncertainty and extremely inefficient.

But now...

It was completely different!

He could actively design!

He could mass-produce!

As long as there were enough "raw materials" and "energy," he could theoretically assemble an army of God-Chosen!

"Raw materials..."

Victor muttered to himself, his gaze instinctively drifting toward the pitch-black entrance of the castle basement.

There lay the newly built Inpatient Department.

At this moment, dozens of wailing captives were held within—the ones just dragged back from the battlefield...

The Black Iron Knight Order prisoners.

These guys had excellent physical constitutions and tenacious willpower; they were simply the most perfect base bodies!

"Energy..."

He felt the intermediate mana crystal he had just scavenged from the mage in his pocket.

Abundant energy, extremely high quality.

Everything was ready; all he needed was the opportunity.

"System, start the first experiment immediately."

A fanatical light, like that of a scientist, flickered in Victor's eyes.

"Modification target: That gold-rank knight's corpse stuck in the recycling furnace."

"Modification template..."

Victor quickly browsed the template library.

【Beginner Suture Abomination】: Pieced together from a large amount of minced meat and corpse parts. Pros: thick skin and durable; cons: low intelligence and ugly. — "PASS. Too ugly; it lowers the aesthetic value of my clinic."

【Flesh Golem】: Uses secret techniques to imprison a soul within flesh. Pros: absolute obedience; cons: strength will drop by one rank compared to when they were alive. — "PASS. Too wasteful. How can gold-rank materials be downgraded?"

【Death Knight Transformation Plan】.

Victor's gaze finally rested on this option, which was filled with a dark aura.

【Modification Template: Death Knight (Beginner)】

Base Body Requirements: Must be a knight with a firm will and a strong body (the stronger they were in life, the better).

Material Requirements: Biomass x500, metal materials x200, shadow energy x100.

Modification Process: Strip away the remaining Holy Light, inject pure shadow energy, reshape bone and muscle, and carve an indelible "loyalty brand" into the soul.

Finished Product Characteristics: Retains most combat skills from life, significantly increased physical defense, gains dual attributes of "undead" and "shadow," and absolute obedience to orders.

"This is the one."

Victor chose this plan without hesitation.

What he valued most was the phrase "retains most combat skills from life."

A gold-rank death knight's combat power would definitely far exceed those abominations that only followed instinct.

"Alice, drag that corpse to Operating Room One."

"Elizabeth, go to the energy room and connect that mana crystal for me."

"Mia, watch the door. Don't let anyone in to disturb me."

Victor issued commands methodically.

The three God-Chosen moved into action immediately.

Soon.

The knight's corpse, clad in magnificent gold armor, was laid flat on the cold operating table.

Victor put on his goggles, but this time he didn't pick up a scalpel. Instead, he stood before a control panel in front of the operating table.

【Base body in position.】

【Materials filled.】

【Energy connected.】

【Begin "Death Knight" transformation?】

"Begin!"

At Victor's command.

Hum—

The entire operating room was instantly enveloped in a thick shroud of dark energy.

From the ceiling, a dozen flexible mechanical arms flickering with electric arcs descended.

Some had sharp scalpels at the end, some had precision syringes, and some... were actually welding torches and polishers.

Sizzle—

A laser shot from a mechanical arm, precisely cutting through the sturdy gold armor, peeling it away piece by piece like an orange.

Immediately after, more mechanical arms crowded around.

Cutting, stripping, injecting, suturing...

The entire process was filled with the coldness and efficiency of an industrial production line.

Victor only needed to stand at the console, set the parameters, and then quietly admire this feast of "creation" woven from machinery and flesh.

"How wonderful..."

Victor watched the data jumping on the screen with obsessed eyes.

"This is true 'medicine'."

"To take a broken, useless life and bestow upon it a brand-new meaning and form."

"I... am god."

...

Meanwhile, in the basement, the Inpatient Department.

Dozens of Black Iron Knights with broken limbs were locked in cold cells, letting out desperate groans and curses.

"Let me out! You monsters!"

"Kill us if you have the guts! Don't expect to get any information from us!"

"Young Master Lancelot will definitely come to save us! Then it will be your funeral!"

Though they were heavily injured, their willpower remained tenacious.

However.

When the dark energy from upstairs—so thick it was tangible and filled with the scent of death and desecration—drifted down through the ventilation pipes.

All cursing stopped abruptly.

The knights' eyes widened in terror.

The Holy Light within them, under the erosion of this dark energy, was like a rabbit encountering a natural predator—shivering, and even starting to dissipate.

"This... what power is this?"

"It's the aura of the Abyss! It's highest-tier necromancy!"

"That man... what on earth is he doing... up there?!"

Fear, like an invisible venomous snake, instantly gripped everyone's throats.

They suddenly remembered the legend of the "Pale Demon."

They remembered "Black Blade" at the entrance, who had been turned into a streetlamp.

A terrifying thought that they didn't want to believe, yet had to, surfaced in their minds—

That man was really...

Using their comrade to perform some kind of evil, god-defying...

Modification experiment!

"No... no..."

A young knight's mental defenses were the first to collapse.

He looked at his own broken leg in a cast, then at the skeleton guards patrolling outside the cell.

He could already see his future fate—

Being dragged onto the operating table by that man, having his body cut open, being injected with dark energy, and then becoming a mindless undead monster that only knew how to obey orders.

"I don't want to become a monster! I don't!"

He let out a shrill scream, struggled to crawl up from the straw, and with all his strength, slammed his head against the hard stone wall.

Thud!

Blood stained the wall.

Fear could destroy a person's will more effectively than any torture.

And this was exactly the effect Victor wanted.

Standing in the monitor room upstairs, Victor watched the knight who had committed suicide on the screen, a cold curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.