The Great Worm Lich Chapter 286 - Success

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

A Gold Core fragment, on average, could last about 20 failed experiments on living aborigines. When another entirely black and swollen aborigine lying on the stone bed turned into ashes, another piece of fragment between the tweezer in his hand also vanished into nothingness without warning. Zhang Lisheng sighed and frowned as he muttered to himself, "Immunity! Looks like it's a problem of immunity. I should be able to succeed by making a small adjustment on the TUH's emergency strength."

Zhang Lisheng had already muttered the same self-comforting words for the umpteenth time already. Then, he spent several dozens of minutes to reformulate another potion by carefully measuring his new idea with an automatic pipette before walking towards the door of the treehouse and shouting, "Another brave warrior may enter now!"

The instant the young man's words left his mouth, the curtain was immediately raised and a young aborigine from the foreign world walked in before bowing respectfully.

At this time, the sky had turned dark, and there was no lit torch in the tree house. The aborigine's eyes could not adapt for the time being so he kept blinking, trying hard to distinguish the position of the Raider so that he could kneel down. However, Zhang Lisheng had already sent a palm onto his spine and knocked him out.

Then, the young man threw the fresh and alive 'experimental material', who was still trembling slightly, onto the stone bed. After restraining him using four-cornered expandable shackles, he skillfully cut the muscle group on the back of the aboriginal warrior with a scalpel and revealed the white-colored spine.

Picking up a medical plier and breaking his bones, Zhang Lisheng turned to walk to the side of the stone platform before picking up a new fragment from a metal container, holding the Gold Core pieces with a pair of bright silver pliers.

After carefully looking at the small stone that was flashing ambiguously under the extremely dim light of the treehouse, Zhang Lisheng reluctantly returned to the stone bed and placed the Gold Core fragment into the opening of the fractured spine of the aborigine warrior using a tweezer.

At the same time, his other hand injected a tube of the 'stabilizer' that he had just formulated into the artery of the 'experimental material'.

In an instant, the young aborigine, who was at the verge of death, suddenly began to scream in pain at the top of his lungs. He struggled fiercely and soon, his body skin began to be flushed with blood as countless large earthworm-like black blood vessels began to swell up on his skin.

Zhang Lisheng looked down at it with a blank expression, waiting quietly for the results of the experiment.

More than ten minutes later, when the aborigine warrior, who had swollen up to become more than two meters tall, gradually weakened along with his weakened howling, great disappointment could be seen in the young man's eyes. His accumulated grievances had reached a certain point of limit as he shook his head with force irritatedly. "Why is it failing again?! Why? Don't tell me that my entire optimization direction is wrong…"

Mercilessly, he took away the Gold Core fragment from the 'experimental material' but to his surprise, he noticed that the tweezer had pulled out a slender and long meat thread that had great elasticity from the body of the aborigine.

This had never occurred in other experiments before. Stunned, the young man took a careful look and noticed that this meat thread was glued to the tiny Gold Core fragments and was pulled out together.

Immediately, thinking that this was probably a harbinger of cell acceptance, Zhang Lisheng was dumbfounded and hastily slid the fragment back into the opening of the fractured spine of the native warrior with great carefulness. After a moment of hesitation, he gently released the tweezer. Now, this experiment had become irreversible and could only be continued, the only thing he could do was to wait and see.

After a while, the body of the warrior that had been expanded to its limit began to decay slowly. After the decayed tissues left the body surface, they immediately turned into black dry powder and disappeared.

Fortunately, from the beginning till the end, the body of the native warrior did not fully decay like the previous subjects of the past. Instead, after howling for two to three hours, by the time his howl had finally changed to become a faint moan, he gradually calmed down and fell into a deep slumber in his moan.

This sleep lasted for one whole month. By the time the native warrior opened his eyes again, he absent-mindedly found himself to be immersed in a cold pool, naked.

The pool was dug in the middle of a spacious tree house. It was three meters wide and over 20 meters in length. The pool was covered with slab-stone and the water depth was about two meters. Spring water continued to gush out and fill it but it appeared as though it would never be fully filled.

At the edge of the pool, a Tudenan woman, who was tending to him, meticulously caught the eyes of the confused eyes of the young aboriginal warrior soaked in the water. Immediately, she jumped up from the pool and rushed out of the treehouse.

"He's awake! Chief Turaru is awake…" The black and ugly indigenous woman reported the news of the awakening of the first warrior, who successfully received the "gift ceremony" from the Raider, from his long coma to the tribal chores chief.

Very soon, the news was passed up to the top layer by layer and eventually reached Zhang Lisheng.

Zhang Lisheng, who had finished using up all of the Gold Core fragments in his hand a week ago and had created a total of nine transplanted aborigines who had fallen into a plant-like coma, was anxiously waiting for the results. The instant he knew that his 'experimental material' had awakened, he immediately ordered to summon this native warrior who could be said to be extremely lucky without delay.

A few minutes after the Raider gave off his command, the young warrior immediately appeared devoutly in front of him, dressed in new leather armor.

He crouched on the ground and praised with a faint trembling voice, "Great Raider! You're the supreme belief in my heart! I'll always be willing to become your spear and conquer the most powerful enemy for you while singing the most devout song for you!"

"Young believer! Since you've regarded me as the highest faith in your heart, it seems that you've sensed the ability to cast spells that I granted to you!" Sitting on the animal skin, Zhang Lisheng, who did not know what kind of ability this aborigine kneeling in front of him had come to possess, said in an awe-inspiring facade.

"Yes, Great Raider! Although this power is completely an amazing magical power to a mortal like me, it comes to my fingers naturally when I use it! Not only that, I can also feel that my body is full of endless strength. I feel that I can now pull out the thickest and biggest tree in the jungle and kill the most ferocious beast!" After undergoing a hairbreadth escape from the hardening of the 'gift ceremony', the young aborigine warrior had already considered himself as the most devout believer of the Raider. For this reason, he just said whatever came to his mind when he came face to face the living faith in his heart.

"Is it so?" Zhang Lisheng laughed heartily and stood up from the animal skin. At this time, Tugra immediately raised a feather with both of his hands sensibly.

The young man picked up this seemingly bright and colorful feather and inserted it on the head of the young native. "I've been waiting for the moment for you to tell me your name personally for many days. What is your name, believer?"

"Turaru! My name is Turaru, Great Raider!" the indigenous warrior replied with an overwhelming heart.

Zhang Lisheng nodded his head. "Turaru, you're now the chief of the Tudenan warriors whom I've personally inserted the feather for you. Later, Tugra will prepare a group of subordinates for you and you'll lead them to demonstrate the extraordinary power of my gift in front of the tribe, that is, a training exercise."

"Yes, Great Raider! I'll let every Tudenan people understand your unpredictable power." Upon hearing the instructions of the Raider, Turaru stood up and gradually retreated together with the tribal headman.

Watching the two disappearing backs, Zhang Lisheng, who was left alone in the treehouse, immediately became excited. He excitedly walked back and forth while muttering to himself, "I've succeeded! I've really succeeded in the transplantation! Now that one has awakened, there's a greater chance for the remaining eight to wake up as well! This is great…"

Clenching his fists and walking around in the room for a while, the young man gradually calmed down. When he finally heard the sound of the horn blowing, he figured that it was about time and strode out of the tree house.

Outside the house was the spacious and extremely open space of the circular tribal center. Right now, all of the Tudenan people who remained in the tribe were watching in bafflement at the ten native warriors riding on the back of the purple giant spider, who were joined together by the more than ten tree vines stretching and extending out in midair, charging towards the battle formation composed of a hundred elite warriors.

Despite going against ten warriors each, the ten warriors still gained the upper hand, thanks to them being boosted by sorcery. By just holding onto a round-headed wooden stick, the warriors only needed to charge towards the enemy's formation to shatter them all.

At this time, Zhang Lisheng, who had just let go of the curtain, finally managed to see that the continuous squirming and stretching of green vines between them was not real, but instead, they were merely vivid shadows.

Despite the fact that the vines were merely illusory, the effect it had was substantially huge. Just like the blood and meridians in the human body, it solidified the ten aboriginal warriors led by Turaru into one entity so that they could share vitality and strength, allowing them to gain the upper hand during the training exercise.

Watching from afar, Zhang Lisheng had a satisfied smile on his face for a long time without a word when he saw Turaru's brave performance that prompted Turaru to shout after gaining the upper hand, "This is the magical spell power that the Great Raider has given me! Chief Aitura, as long as I have the protection from the Raider, let alone going against ten warriors at the same time, heck, I can do it even if I have to go against 100 warriors at the same time!"

By the time the ten native warriors had defeated all of their 100 opponents, Zhang Lisheng suddenly turned around to the Tudenan aborigines, who had already been kneeling and were about to praise the marvelousness of the Raider, and commanded out loud, "Tugra, let Turaru lead 100 soldiers and try beating an opponent of 1000 people!"

"Yes, Raider!" Tugra was stunned. Hurriedly, he ordered for the formation and very soon, 100 elite warriors gathered by Turaru's side.

"Wuuuuuu…." The loud horn blowing resonated again. The warriors, who were surrounded by trees and branches, charged bravely towards the enemy ten times their size who had formed a defensive battle formation. At once, giant spiders ran wildly on the ground as shouts filled the air.

Unfortunately, due to the reason that there were too many branches, the branch images that had changed to become light green in color had not only become blurred, but its ability to send out strength and vitality had also been greatly decreased. After the centurion led by Turaru charged for the first time, not only did they not manage to weaken the enemy battle formation, instead, they were trapped in it. After defeating 100 to 200 opponents, they became defeated instead and fled in great disorder.

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