41: Chapter 41: The Abyss Tai Sui Regenerates Infinitely? The Demon Tree Directly Absorbs It as Fertilizer!

The moment the Tai Sui flesh hit the ground, the distorted aura belonging to an abyssal symbiont was released.

The stench was so thick and nauseating that even the red-and-green interwoven radiation storm couldn't suppress it.

The surface of the dark brown flesh mass rapidly bulged, sprouting countless murky eyeballs, while thousands of viscous tentacles waved in the air.

Upon contact with the carbonized crust, the strong acidic mucus at the bottom of the Tai Sui flesh corroded large deep pits.

What was even more terrifying was its rate of proliferation.

Contaminated by the high-concentration toxic gas and blood rain within the Divine Domain, the cells that had originally been frozen in dormancy began to revive.

The flesh mass expanded like an inflating balloon, splitting into two, then four.

In just a few short minutes, the mountain of fifty thousand tons of Tai Sui looked even larger than before.

This was the most unsolvable symbiont of the Abyss.

As long as there was energy and moisture, it could infinitely devour and infinitely reproduce.

"Trying to turn the tables?" Lin Yuan hovered in mid-air, looking down at the sea of Tai Sui flesh below, his eyes devoid of ripples.

With a thought.

The [Liquid Metal Blood-Devouring Demon Tree], sensing the stimulation of high-order flesh and blood, began to go berserk.

Tens of thousands of liquid metal roots burst through the soil, plunging into the core of the Tai Sui flesh mass in an extremely savage manner.

"Sss-sss—" The sound of corrosion rang out.

The Tai Sui flesh's venom attempted to dissolve the metal roots, but was forcibly reversed by [Super-speed Toxin Metabolism].

The lethal venom turned into nutrients, surging upward along the metal veins.

Sensing the threat, the Tai Sui flesh's countless eyeballs widened in unison, and its tentacles thrashed to strangle the metal roots with all their might.

But in front of this Demon Tree, the resistance of a Gold-grade Tai Sui was meaningless.

The Demon Tree's canopy swayed gently, its sharp metal leaves rubbing against each other.

Hundreds of thousands of metal flesh cocoons hung from the trunk.

Under the infusion of massive amounts of high-order life energy, they began to expand at a rate visible to the naked eye.

After watching for a while and confirming there were no risks.

He withdrew his divine sense, and his consciousness returned to reality.

Lin Yuan opened his eyes.

The night was deep, and the three heavy transport ships had long since departed.

Lin Yuan pushed open the villa door and walked along the tree-lined path inside the sanatorium toward the special rehabilitation area.

The Spark Sanatorium was an institution directly under the military, housing retired officers and veterans.

Just as he reached the door of the rehabilitation center's hall, a burst of arrogant laughter penetrated the glass door.

"Old Chen, Old Chen, I'm not bragging! Back then on the Abyss's seventh defense line, when I hacked down three Silver-grade Flame Demons with a single combat blade, you were still shoveling manure in the logistics department!"

Lin Yuan pushed the door open and entered.

In the center of the spacious rehabilitation hall, seven or eight veterans with missing arms and legs were gathered.

In the very center of the crowd was Lin Yuan's adoptive father, Old Lin.

At this moment, Old Lin had none of the hunched, decadent appearance he had back in the Slums.

After a few days of comprehensive repair in the high-order God-Source Chamber.

His withered face had become ruddy and full, and his murky eyes were once again shining with vitality.

Most striking of all was the mechanical leg with a heavy metal texture that he had replaced his right leg with under his trouser leg.

The military's latest combat supply—neural-interfaced power armor.

Old Lin was stomping this expensive power leg on the floor with a loud thumping sound, showing it off to his old buddies with great excitement.

"See that? Internal military supply! Commander Xiao Lie, that old guy, personally approved the requisition." Old Lin slapped his thigh, spitting as he spoke:

"Not only can I run and jump, but it also has a built-in micro-energy gathering array."

"With one kick, I can kick a heavy armored vehicle to pieces like it's nothing!"

A veteran sitting in a wheelchair next to him, who had lost both arms, rolled his eyes: "Alright, Old Lin, you can stop bragging."

"Do you think Commander Xiao approved it because of your past service as rear guard? Isn't it just because you have a good son!"

Another old man with one blind eye smacked his lips, his face full of envy, jealousy, and hatred: "Who's to say it isn't? Directly specially recruited into the Spark Legion, and as a top-level strategic commissioner at that."

"Old Lin, oh Old Lin, your life has been worth it. Who else has your luck, raising such a prodigy."

Old Lin was so comfortable hearing this that his chin was almost pointing to the sky: "That goes without saying! Just look at who raised him. Back in the day when I taught him how to use a blade..."

"Dad." A voice interrupted Old Lin's rambling.

Lin Yuan stood on the periphery of the crowd, hands in his pockets, a faint smile on his lips.

The hall went quiet.

Seeing Lin Yuan, the few veterans who had just been egging him on subconsciously straightened their backs.

Although Lin Yuan was young, he was now a bona fide high-level military commissioner. His status was far higher than theirs as retired soldiers.

As soon as Old Lin saw Lin Yuan, his previously arrogant and domineering demeanor toned down a bit.

He subconsciously rubbed his hands, his old face flushing for once, but the smile that was about to overflow from the corners of his eyes couldn't be hidden at all.

"Yuanzi, why did you come out? Shouldn't you be resting in your room?" Old Lin walked over, his mechanical leg stepping on the ground without the slightest hesitation. It was clear he had fully adapted to the neural interface.

"I finished my work, so I came to see how you're recovering." Lin Yuan scanned Old Lin's mechanical leg and complexion. The God-Source Chamber was indeed powerful; not only had it reshaped his limbs, but it had also eradicated the hidden injuries that had accumulated in Old Lin's body for many years.

"I'm doing great! I feel like I could kill a cow with one punch right now!" Old Lin patted his chest, then glanced at the wall clock and hurriedly said: "Hungry, aren't you? Let's go, let's go home. Dad will go back and make you your favorite braised pork!"

After speaking, Old Lin turned around and waved to the few veterans: "Brothers, I'm heading out! I'll treat you to drinks later!" The veterans waved back with smiles, their eyes full of envy.

Half an hour later. First-floor dining room. The table was filled with dishes cooked with high-order magical beast meat.

The braised pork was made from the belly meat of a Silver-grade Oink Pig, fatty but not greasy, crystalline and translucent.

Lin Yuan picked up a piece of meat and put it into his mouth; the aroma of the meat overflowed, and it melted in his mouth.

"If it's good, eat more. These ingredients are all specially supplied by the military logistics department; back in the day, we wouldn't have even been able to eat a bite during the New Year."

Old Lin sat opposite him, not eating himself, just resting his chin on his hands, watching Lin Yuan eat with a face full of smiles.

While chewing, Lin Yuan raised his left hand and tapped a few times on the light screen of his personal terminal.

Ding! The old personal terminal on Old Lin's wrist suddenly sounded a notification. Old Lin was startled and hurriedly lowered his head to tap open the screen.

The light screen popped up, and a line of huge golden numbers pulsed in the center of the screen. [Your public account has received a transfer: 5,000,000 faith points.]

The smile on Old Lin's face froze. He rubbed his eyes and tapped his index finger on the screen, counting the zeros one by one.

"One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred thousand, million..." Old Lin gasped, his voice trembling: "Five... five million faith points?!"

Lin Yuan swallowed the meat in his mouth and pulled out a tissue to wipe his mouth. "Settlement fee. It's a special allowance from the military, personally approved by Commander Xiao Lie."

Lin Yuan continued: "Take this money and use it as pocket money. If you want to drink, go for the spirit fruit wine on the Star Net; if you want to play cards, just play to your heart's content."

"Don't go drinking that liver-damaging low-quality synthetic alcohol anymore. If the money isn't enough, come to me anytime."

Old Lin opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but only felt as if his throat was blocked by a ball of water-soaked cotton. Five million, as pocket money.

He stared blankly at the young man opposite him. That face was still delicate, but between his brows, there was no longer the restraint and awkwardness from his time in the Slums.

Old Lin suddenly realized. The fledgling eagle he had once tried his best to protect behind him had, at some point, grown into an eagle capable of soaring across the sky.

"You brat, burning money..." Old Lin muttered, his voice trembling. His eyes suddenly turned red. His vision blurred rapidly, and he couldn't even see the dishes on the table clearly.

Old Lin stood up and turned his back to Lin Yuan. He pretended to go to the kitchen to get a soup spoon, wiping his face roughly with his large hand.

"You've grown up... damn it, you've really grown up..." Old Lin suppressed his voice, his shoulders trembling slightly while facing away from Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan sat in his seat, watching Old Lin's spirited, broad back, and a warm current surged in his heart.

The path of a deity is long and bloody. He killed decisively and fought desperately to become stronger within his Divine Domain. Wasn't it all for this very moment?

To let the people around him live with dignity, with their backs straight.

Lin Yuan lowered his head and continued to tackle the braised pork in his bowl.