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"Whoosh!" In that instant, even the surrounding temperature dropped below freezing.
Wu Hua effortlessly caught the incoming Feather, his gaze fixed on the person across from him who was drawing back a long bow. Wu Tong's eyes were filled with despair as he unleashed an arrow with all his might. It pierced through even the tough skin of a porcupine, but this bow was heavier than usual. The speed, combined with the immense strength in his wrist, meant that there was no way a mere ghostly figure caught in a bubble could easily intercept such a projectile.
Wu Tong stepped back in fright, exclaiming, "This is impossible! It must be my opening move that was flawed; otherwise, there's no way you could have caught it. You just got lucky—yes, just lucky!"
A slight smirk appeared at the corner of Wu Hua's mouth as he stared intently ahead. He felt a sudden surge of power coursing through his body; it was a peculiar sensation. At that moment, he could actually see the trajectory of the arrow clearly. Catching an arrow barehanded was something he had always wanted to try but never had the courage to attempt.
The Feather was fast, and Wu Hua knew that his older brother was an excellent hunter, especially after undergoing the special training from the Bellwulf Family. Rumor had it that by the age of fifteen, he could draw a 100-kilogram hard bow with incredible penetrating power. Even if he were to catch it barehanded, the strain on his ligaments and muscles would be severe; the force and inertia of the impact were undeniable.
Wu Hua did not appear as calm as he seemed on the surface. After shrugging his shoulders, he quickly bit down on his lower lip; the wounds on his palm were gruesome. His body had a high tolerance for pain, so while he thought he felt nothing, he had already sustained significant injuries.
"Look at the arrow!" Wu Tong's face twisted in rage like a Shinra Evil Spirit, losing all semblance of his usual composed demeanor.
Another arrow shot toward him without giving any chance to react. Just as it was about to strike Wu Hua's body, he quickly knelt down and braced himself with his hands against his chest.
He spat out a mouthful of foul black blood, seemingly mixed with some damaged internal organs, splattering it onto the ground.
"Whoosh!"
"Thud!"
The whistling Feather sliced through the air sharply, holding its breath for tragedy to unfold. However, at that moment, just before the arrow could hit Wu Hua, a figure dashed past. In that instant, a sound like thunder echoed as muscles roared into action. The figure reached out and grabbed the shaft of the arrow as if catching a nimble swallow soaring through the air. At that moment, the arrow still propelled him forward over a considerable distance.
"I finally caught it! But that was really tough; next time might not be so easy. I heard what you said; if your father knew about your words just now, he'd be ashamed—attacking your own brother like that. Do you want to try again? It's not that he lacks authority; it's just that I'm preparing to recruit him as part of our team." The figure stepped out from under the shade of the trees after a gentle breeze blew by.
As he spoke, he tossed the Feather forward again; it whistled past like an arrow released from a bow.
"Ah!" A terrified scream erupted as Wu Tong abandoned his brother's arm and fled. But just as he turned around, the trajectory of the Feather struck precisely at his groin area. He fell to the ground.
Stunned and sitting helplessly on the ground, he looked down to see an arrow embedded in the earth beside him. He gingerly touched his groin area; a sharp pain radiated from both sides of his legs. Although it didn't feel like he had been pierced down there, that pain originated from it. Cold sweat dripped down as rapid breaths escaped him. After some time passed, he finally reacted and pulled out the arrow before standing up again.
"You, you actually have a helper," Wu Tong shouted loudly.
Wu Hua, hearing the voice, completely ignored his elder brother's provocation. He placed both hands on his knees and pushed himself up with all his strength to stand.
"Thank you."
Wu Hua glanced at the figure approaching him. After being rescued, his expression gradually changed to a calmer demeanor.
Freyr rubbed his fists and said, "Is there anything else you want? If you want to spar with me, I'm ready."
【This guy is way too big, and those muscles—what's going on? We can't fight him, at least not right now.】
【Let's go. Once we return, we'll talk to Father and have him send someone to deal with him.】
【Alright, that's the plan.】
The two exchanged silent words for a moment when suddenly Wu Xin spoke up, "It's just that Big Brother and Second Brother are a bit impatient. Third Brother, it's good that you have your own thoughts. I just tested your skills, and indeed, children of the Bellwulf Family must go through this trial before stepping into the world; it's to forge a heart of iron willpower. Now we shall take our leave." Wu Xin cradled his swollen arm and kicked the annoyed Wu Tong in the rear, and the two helped each other as they hurried away.
"Cough cough." Wu Hua had been standing all along, merely putting on a show of bravado; in reality, it was a miracle he could stand without trembling. His face looked increasingly pale.
Freyr examined himself and then smiled, saying, "Forcing the activation of the Gene Chain usually results in this outcome at first. After passing this stage, things will improve significantly. But it's best to have someone by your side for support; you should take this." He then pulled out an ornate box from his belongings. Inside were pills designed to enhance the physique of Gene-Enhanced Humans. The rarer the materials used, the more effective the enhancement would be; however, the side effects could also be quite severe.
He looked at Wu Hua again and frowned. "Hmm, you can't take this medication using traditional methods due to your injuries." This statement was strange and contradictory—not because he was reluctant to give up the pills but because Wu Hua's current condition made oral administration ineffective.
The Gene Pill also had restorative effects but could weaken genetic capabilities at a fundamental level. This meant that taking it could lead to both recombination and regeneration within the body, significantly increasing the risk of breaking or collapsing the potential Gene Chain.
Wu Hua weakly replied, "Thank you; I appreciate your kindness, but I can't use such precious materials you've obtained. Otherwise, I'd owe you a favor. A man from the Bellwulf Family never owes anyone anything—not even if it costs me my life."
Upon hearing this, Freyr couldn't help but break into a sweat. What kind of sense of responsibility must one have to say something like that? He felt somewhat moved and raised an eyebrow helplessly. "Come on now; you're about to die! If you die, how can I invite you to join my team? Don't die on me! Your injuries can be treated; if you owe someone a favor, you'll find a way to repay it later. Just join my team and call me Commander—there's no need to feel indebted; we both get what we want."
Wu Hua managed to sit up with assistance before being hoisted onto Freyr's shoulder as they moved toward their destination. "You really have strange ways of speaking. We don't even know each other; why did you save me? Besides, I never said I wanted to join your team."
As they walked, Freyr said, "Hmph, I saved you, so we know each other now. Alright, don't mind the details. My name is Freyr. I know you're quite impressive; someone like you is exactly what our team needs."
Wu Hua's lips twitched slightly as he replied calmly, "How can there be a man like you in this world? However, you are indeed remarkable. I saw you effortlessly catch my brother's Feather."
"Hey, that ability was gained through my training; it's called Gene Chain. The state your body is in now is a side effect of Gene Chain. But don't worry, once you recover and practice repeatedly for a while, you won't experience gene collapse anymore."
Freyr kept talking to him to help him stay aware. He understood that often those who suffer from not-so-serious illnesses subconsciously lose hope of survival, thinking they might die, and then they really do end up dying. The two continued their conversation until they quickly arrived at the Recovery Center.
Upon seeing them, the Gene Doctor screamed in shock and threw a clipboard at Freyr, saying, "What were you thinking? You brought him here after such serious injuries? His condition has already started to spread throughout his body. What could I possibly do? If only you had come earlier..."
"Would it have been fine if we had come earlier?" Freyr asked.
The doctor rolled his eyes and sighed, "Even if you had come earlier, it wouldn't have mattered. This kind of illness can't be treated at the Recovery Center. You need a special type of pill that specifically treats gene damage—more is better. But these pills aren't your ordinary cold or fever medicine; each one is quite expensive. If you have the pills, I can do everything I can to save him, betting my entire medical career on it with a six-layer guarantee. But if we delay any longer... sigh."
"Doctor, did you just say that having the pills means there's hope?"
The doctor nodded. "Yes, having the pills is crucial. I have everything else; it's just these pills that are hard to come by. Most people would have to sell their kidneys to afford them. Poor kid, so young and..."
"Doctor, I have precious medicine here; you can examine it first while I go pay the remaining surgical fees."
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