Tired, destroy it.
Looking at the blood stains he dragged out and the room that looked like a murder scene, Alpha closed his eyes and felt his body being repaired continuously under the influence of the medicine, only to be torn apart again in the next second, showing a tired expression.
This kind of torture is really not something humans can endure.
Even Alpha, who has undergone pain tolerance training, feels like he is on the verge of reaching his mental limit.
It was almost like undergoing some kind of punishment.
Unfortunately, due to the effect of the potion, I couldn't faint, so I could only endure it all clearly...
Thinking of this, Alpha couldn't help but raise his eyelids, staring at Dean with a pair of red eyes.
It's all this guy's fault. I don't know what I fed him. After drinking it, I feel refreshed and energetic, and my perception is raised to a new level.
While the pain intensified, he also lost the right to coma.
Alpha felt that if he died from pain today, this quack doctor would be responsible for at least half of it.
While distracting himself, he found a dagger, cut open his soaked shirt, then took it off his body with a look of disgust and threw it aside.
After doing this action, Alpha breathed a long sigh of relief, and the expression on his face became much more relaxed.
It's a pity that his hard work and patience were not conveyed to the new energy in his body. The two energies were still wreaking havoc unscrupulously.
They were slowly grinding together in fierce collisions.
After an unknown amount of time, a balance was finally formed.
Brand-new power was born from the depths of Alpha's body, flowing through his body like rainwater moistening the fields, slowly forming a new system.
This process was long and painful, and Alpha couldn't tell how long he lay there in a daze. He only knew that when he woke up again, Dean had already tidied up the room, placed candles on the table, and started eating.
"woke up?"
He glanced at the sumptuous dinner in front of Dean and the floor beneath him, which had not even changed its position, and felt an unexpected feeling.
Before Alpha could ask anything, Dean seemed to have a sudden conscience and said something human.
"Come over and have something to eat when you wake up. After leaving so much blood and working hard for a long time, I must be starving. While I am calming down now, I need to replenish my energy quickly so as not to interfere with the contract feedback later."
Alpha glanced at the untouched dinner opposite him, feeling a little flattered in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it.
The assassin stood up from the ground with difficulty and walked to the table.
A strong smell of blood came from him, instantly suppressing Dean's appetite.
He put down his knife and fork and asked Kana to hand the new clothes he specially asked for to Alpha.
"You'd better change your clothes first. I'm sorry you can bear the smell of blood..."
Hearing this, Alpha was stunned for a moment. He lowered his head and smelled his clothes, and couldn't help but frown.
But when it was his turn to change, Alpha suddenly fell silent.
He glanced at Dean and decisively dragged his body, which had just regained some strength, into the bathroom.
It wasn't until after changing clothes and cleaning up that Alpha walked out of the bathroom, sat down opposite Dean with his hair still dripping.
"What's this?"
As soon as he sat down, he noticed something unusual about his seat. Alpha stretched out his hand that had not fully recovered its strength and picked up the green gourd in front of him, showing a puzzled expression.
"That's a plant called 'Bluestone Gourd'."
nonsense.
Alpha rolled his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly.
He has been cultivated as an heir for so many years and is well-read. Of course, it is impossible for him not to recognize the name of this plant. Alpha is just curious. Dean buys this inedible thing and puts it near his dinner. What do you want to do.
"...I guess you should know that this stuff is inedible?"
Dean held up his chin and explained: "Of course, except for Warcraft, few can chew it. I bought this not for you to eat, but for you to twist."
Facing Alpha's increasingly doubtful gaze, he suppressed a smile and said seriously: "Twist this gourd. From today on, you will be reborn and look brand new."
Alpha looked at him and slowly typed a question mark.
This was the first time the assassin encountered this situation.
He could understand every word Dean said, but when put together, it became a sentence that he couldn't understand at all.
Is this how adults talk too?
Facing Alpha's blank eyes, Dean cleared his throat and said seriously: "From today on, you will no longer be the same person you were before. In my hometown, in order to distinguish people from two periods, they would twist a gourd. As a ritual.”
"After you twist the gourd, you will no longer be who you were before. You will be the gourd alpha."
"It's a very monumental act."
Seeing the serious expression on Dean's face, Alpha's mouth twitched, and he suddenly felt that he was so stupid for listening to him.
What is all this?
Isn't this the hometown of Dean?
Why hasn't he heard of the custom of "twisting gourds" in the empire?
Alpha seriously suspected that Dean was just trying to trick him.
It's a shame that this person even bought a "gourd" as a prop for this purpose. In his whole life, he has never seen such a boring person.
If he hadn't been too weak, Alpha would have wanted to put dinner on Dean's head.
After gritting his teeth, he reluctantly picked up the knife and fork and cut into his dinner.
The sharpening of the knife looked like it was cutting someone's flesh, with murderous intent emanating from it.
Across the dining table, Dean, who was amusing himself with laughter, finally stopped. When Alpha looked at him as a fool, he rubbed his cheeks and turned on the system for him.
The information panels of the four familiars have been integrated together. Dean's eyes swept from top to bottom and quickly captured what he wanted to see.
[Status: Transforming]
It’s done.
He looked at Alpha, who seemed to have realized something, and his mood had obviously become much more relaxed, and showed a pleased expression.
If you want to implement this kind of transformation on old professionals, the most prominent problem is energy conflict. Now that Alpha has successfully endured the most difficult period of time, it means that he has embarked on this new career path that he envisioned. .
Although there are some twists and turns, fortunately the ending is happy.
Dean selectively ignored the strong presence of the bloody mark and Alpha's still weak physical condition, and made his own judgment.
Next, you just need to wait quietly for feedback on the completion of the contract.
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