Bai Yang focused on putting a thin piece of muscles above the layers of muscles, and carefully integrated the ends of the tendon into the stretching joints... Such repetitions have been repeated countless times. And the results have been countless.

Bai Yang was very tired, but very excited, tired, but very fulfilled.

He didn't know how long it had passed, and he had long forgotten what he was doing, and even more so where he was.

When the right hand was first completed, including bones, meridians, and muscles, Bai Yang was very excited, but once the experiment was done, he found that there were many mistakes and omissions. He had a bitter face and split the model into a functional area, adjusted it one by one, and then combined it and experimented again, but he still had many mistakes and omissions, and then continued to disassemble and rework. This cycle was like Yugong moving a mountain, and he passed the verification again and again by using the exhaustive method to finally complete the right hand.

When the right hand is finished, an idea surges into my mind. This idea is like a black hole that cannot escape once it appears.

"The right hand looks so ugly! The bare right hand! Uh! The old man is not a Virgo! But the old man has obsessive-compulsive disorder! No, how can he not have an arm! He must have an arm!"

So Bai Yang started working again.

When time passed for no reason, Bai Yang had long forgotten why all this was and why he was doing these things because his arms were done, but he had no body.

So he continued to work.

When the body was completed, he was very dissatisfied, and he was still missing his left hand, head, legs, feet and hook!

So time passed, maybe only ten minutes, or maybe thousands of years.

Bai Yang failed again and again, again and again. Failure, error, stupid, oh! Why did I forget such a simple thing!

Yes, after having a body, Bai Yang thought of the internal organs, reproductive system, nervous system, and endocrine system...

So time continues to flow, like it never ends. Maybe a few days have passed, or maybe it is billions of years.

Bai Yang felt more and more tired, and even moved his mind's gaze and began to heavier.

A male body stands here, he is exquisite and perfect, as if extremely tall but so small.

"It's still a little bit! Just a little bit! Why didn't he survive!"

This is Bai Yang's last cry, he is too tired.

...

Paserion looked at Bai Yang who was sleeping soundly in confusion: "Aiden, is your friend a magician?"

Aiden frowned and thought for a while, shook his head with certainty: "No, I can't feel that he has the power of blood, so it's even more impossible to have elemental constitution."

Paserion looked around in confusion, and asked with a look: "Alcott, Yolanda, have you sensed it? This gentleman's mental field is very strange! It is extremely empty and subtle!"

Alcott is a strong man with a brown beard, and he is a silver-level combat mage. Orcote nodded: "Yes, Lord Passellion, this person is like a magic apprentice who consumes his mental power. But strangely, the apprentice rashly learns advanced spells but is only crushed by the high pressure of elemental power, but this person consumes his vitality and mental power drop by drop in a few days!"

Yolanda is an old woman, with a gentle and compassionate face: "If it weren't for a powerful and inexplicable energy supporting him, he would have died long ago, and his body would have turned into ashes because he had completely withdrawn from all life energy. That kind of power is extremely great... like divine power! Could he be the favored by a true god? Please forgive me for my short-sighted knowledge. I have never felt this special divine power!"

Aiden thoughtfully: "My friend has a very strange origin... He said he was from the East, crossing Kurast, crossing Gerato, even farther east than the Great Worcester to the east. He was hit by a huge thunder and teleported to Kandulas... and his family contacted him a few days ago. I mean, he was in the carriage and suddenly jumped off the carriage with ecstasy. So I think, my friend may have a great background!"

The masters and scholars all showed a look of surprise and suspicion.

"Bloodline sensing?"

"Mental resonance?"

"Soul Link?"

"Is it the arrival of the will of the true God?"

Aiden spread his hands: "I don't know. I originally thought Bai Yang had no faith, but Master Yolanda just said that Mr. Bai Yang had divine power... so maybe there were really gods."

Aiden only believes in what he saw with his own eyes, and remembering Sakalam taught him was like eating a fly.

Yolanda looked at Aiden seriously: "The true gods exist, Aiden. But they are not as omnipotent as mortals think. In fact, whether it is the great master of Saint Chio or the powerful people in the Holy Land, they can be called demigods, but at the level of the gods, demigods are just babies."

The expressions of the masters became serious, and Aiden's heart suddenly became heavy.

But he didn't know that the serious expressions of these masters had nothing to do with Bai Yang, but with the current situation of the royal capital Cui Shilam.

"Master Paserion, is Mr. Bai Yang's situation considered stable?" Aiden turned the situation back to the original topic.

Paserleon, with white hair and beard, nodded: "We have done everything we can do. The situation of this gentleman is actually very simple. He is completely exhausted from his mental power and vitality, and in an extremely delicate and slow way. What I gave him was the top comprehensive recovery potion, "Goddess of Compassion No. 3 potion", which is the latest and best finished potion that Mr. Dika Kane studied together. It can restore magic, mental power, physical strength, vitality, including internal injuries and external injuries, and is the strongest recovery and healing potion! The reason why it can be fully recovered is because its main material has the effect of reviving all things! His Highness Aiden, this bottle of potion is huge and very expensive!"

Aiden's mouth was a little dry. He subconsciously pinched his wallet and said with a thorn intent: "As long as I can save my friend, the cost of this bottle of potion will naturally be borne by my friend! His family is very rich!"

Aiden added accent to the words "very rich". Aiden believed that the Master Paserion, whom he knew since he was ten years old, would understand. After all, Master Paserion is not only a master of the golden level curse, but also a senior alchemist and the owner of the Alchemist Mansion of Paserion, but also a potion merchant with the nickname "Property Reaper".

As he spoke, Bai Yang had been taking the "Goddess of Mercy No. 3" for a while. Aiden saw Bai Yang's face rosy and sleeping deeply, and finally felt relieved.

The most important friend here has already overcome the danger, and other things suddenly come to my mind.

Thousands of trouble were left aside. Aiden wanted to go home and see his mother Aishira and his younger brother Alberiche... and then go and see his father Leorik.

Aiden clenched his fists: Father! What the hell happened!
Chapter completed!