Chapter 1482 Dragon Clan’s Assisted Reproduction Achievements, the First Stage Completed! (Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket!)

There is no use struggling.

There is no point in resisting.

Under the guidance, supervision and urging of the elders, Grete cautiously approached the wound on Gould's lower abdomen. Relying on his strong (?) knowledge of anatomy, he analyzed it piece by piece and identified it bit by bit:

This one is probably the kidney, this one is the bladder, and this one extends up, up, up, extending so far, it is probably the intestines.

This mass of... um, cloaca? It was blown to pieces, and it was a bit hard to see clearly...

He lowered his head and stared at the wound, muttering something in his mouth. From time to time, he would fly out the mage's hand and flip it, or throw out a piece of mage's trick to mark the identified organs and tissues:

Kidney, black, bladder, blue, intestine, then mark it green, right?

Grete was a little frightened at first, but gradually became completely selfless.

In addition to flipping, comparing, thinking, and remembering, I have even forgotten the thin threads of light buried in the muscles. Relying on the fact that he had set up a shield, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to research.

Seeing Gretel working hard, Elder Batista stopped urging him, staring at him, and even carried him to prevent him from running away. Instead, he set up a shield and carefully protected the child to prevent him from being injured by the sudden escape of energy——

As for how many times Gould was flipped?

The wound has been open for more than half an hour?

What does it matter? Dragons have rough skin and thick flesh. If you lie down just a little longer, you won't die! Besides, he was still here. With him hanging on to his life and calming the pain, what else could Gould have to complain about?

Besides... he saw that Grete was very careful when he did it... Although he used the hands of a mage, he tried to loosen and separate each time he flipped it, using gentle movements and never pulling or pulling...

This child has a gentle heart, a heart that belongs to a healer, and will never harm the treatment target without reason!

Gretel carefully looked at it for a long time, identified it for a long time, and sensed it for a long time, but he was still a little unsure. Elder Batista kept staring at his expression. He coughed and came up with an idea:

"Why can't you do it? You also have something, but you don't understand it yourself? - Otherwise, why don't you transform into a dragon and try to sense it?"

"Well……"

Gretel quickly looked back at Cerela. It’s okay to do this kind of thing normally, but now in front of Serira, it’s so shameful!

"It's okay, just stop them." The elder waved his hand, and the colored light on the wall of the treatment room suddenly began to flow, and a light curtain was pulled out horizontally and blocked between them. Grete stared at the light curtain for a while and sighed:

Alas, I really can't escape...

He bravely flew out, activated his transformation technique, and turned into an adult silver dragon. He didn't lower his head and look at himself sharply, but narrowed his eyes slightly and carefully felt the flow of energy in his body.

From the heart to the abdomen, flowing all the way down...

Before he could understand it, a wave of weakness hit him, and Gretel was shaken. The figure shrunk, shrunk, retracted into human form, and stood on the ground to a small point.

"Oh, it's still too young." Elder Batista sighed regretfully. The claws moved slightly, and a helmet-sized silver cup filled with liquid floated in front of Gretel:

"Here, drink it!"

……What is this?

What are the ingredients, what effects do they have, and what are the side effects?

Will such a big cup stretch me to death?

Grete glanced at the elder warily, and used an identification technique, but it was fruitless; he used another [identify poison], but it was not poisonous. Then he picked up the cup and carefully brought it to his mouth.

The cold, tasteless liquid, like a pool of moonlight, touched his lips and immediately slid down his throat impatiently. In an instant, Grete was refreshed and felt as if he had been cleansed from head to toe.

After drinking this glass of liquid, Gretel suddenly felt that his mental energy was much more active and more refined. I can actually tell the subtle differences in the dragon's energetic flesh and blood——

This one is mostly water, this one is solid, but it is somewhat different from the dragons. This expansion should be very high, this, this...

"Well, this organ is probably where the dragon life essence is produced and stored."

After studying it carefully, Grete pointed to a pair of slightly beating oval organs in Gould's abdomen.

Alas, these two things are not obvious when viewed from a high place, but when viewed from below, they are taller than him.

Standing between the two oval organs and looking around, the visual effect is just like watching "Nezha Makes the Sea" when I was a child. The clam girl standing in the clam shell dances, it feels really weird...

But there's nothing you can do about it. As your body grows, various organs must be enlarged accordingly. Not to mention dragons, let’s just talk about this bull thing, which can be half a meter in diameter. Hanging dangling from the back, the visual effect...

"Well, you are right." Elder Batista also changed back to his human form, followed him and floated down, nodding slightly. With a slight smile on his lips, he looked at Gretel:

"How do you judge?"

"Observe, sort out according to the anatomical structure, and then use your mental power to perceive..."

Gretel answered honestly. This oval-shaped organ has extremely dense blood vessels on its surface. For those who don't know, they thought it was tumor tissue - only tumor tissue can devour energy so greedily and require so much blood supply.

Unlike the tumor tissue, this oval organ was surrounded by extremely powerful energy.

If you don't look at it with your naked eyes but with your mental power, you will mistakenly think that it is a ball of flame or a roaring furnace.

Moreover, these energies are distinct. The inner layer is firm and condensed, and in the perception of spiritual power, it shows a hard steel-blue color, which is extremely similar to Gould's own energy properties;

The outer layer of energy is warm, soft, and densely wrapped, but it is a watertight defense.

Gretel stood in front of it and felt it carefully. He could feel that the light needles, as thin as cow hair, were constantly stinging, trying to penetrate deep into the inside, but were softly blocked by the outer energy.

Wrapping, absorbing, fixing, flowing, and consuming without harming the surrounding organs and tissues - strangely, such a powerful force can be easily penetrated by my own mental exploration...

So strong.

The elder is really strong...

"You identified them well, they are them." Elder Batista nodded with satisfaction and smiled:

"Then what? How to take out what you said - well, the essence of life?"

Well……

On a practical level, Grete really doesn’t know. If you follow the natural process, there are a lot of complex physiological and psychological processes, from hormone secretion to nerve conduction, and you can write at least one chapter on each step;

As for the manual procedure, Gretel actually has no good ideas except puncture. And piercing, piercing, it has to be pierced in the right place!

Pierce it into the tube below. What if it doesn't contain enough content and won't be sent out?

Punctured into the body, this can easily cause irreversible damage...

"Try boldly, don't worry, I'm here." Elder Batista encouraged him with a smile:

"Believe in the power of healing..."

Gretel took a deep breath. I rummaged left and right in the collection and found a lumbar puncture needle that I had made for a long time but had never had a chance to use. It was also equipped with a sharpness spell and an anti-corrosion spell.

Aiming at the end of the oval organ and the tube connecting the external organs, he stabbed in with all his strength. Three, two, one, poof!

There was an empty feeling in front of him, and Gretel guessed that he had arrived at the right place. He immediately withdrew the syringe and held it for a long time. When he pulled it out, he saw that it was empty, with nothing in it...

"Well……"

"Do we need to change the method? For example, direct puncture?"

Elder Batista was not in a hurry and asked leisurely. Grete rubbed his head and thought for a while:

"Wait a minute, I'll try another method... Got it! The Pink Book!"

The pink light brushed gently and gently over and over again. The magic in this booklet has different types and functions, ranging from the control system to the transformation system to the protection system.

Grete had no clue, so he had to try the same thing. When he tried the eighth item, he suddenly raised his eyebrows:

"Yes!"

"That's right, it's done." Elder Batista smiled so much that the wrinkles on his face smoothed out. Standing among a mass of flesh, blood and organs, he looked like a tiger taking a nap after being full:

"Young people, you should try more. What next?"

The next step is of course to observe first. Gretel muttered "microscope, microscope, microscope" silently, set up the magnification spell, and observed carefully:

"Well, the cell activity is very high, maybe too high...the proportion of forward movement reaches more than 60%, what is going on..."

"How to say?"

"It works!"

Gretel stood up confidently:

"Next, just inject these life essences into the female body. This...sister, can you do it yourself?"

Keticaludi stared blankly at Grete, holding the thing in his hand that was no bigger than the tip of her own claw. That's it? That's it? That's it?

Can this thing make me pregnant?

"Well, if you can't do it yourself, you may need to use a tube to inject the liquid in the corresponding place..." Gretel became more and more stumbling as he spoke.

From what he just observed, Gould's anatomy seems to be that dragons have a cloaca... This means that you can't just inject into the cloaca, and you have to go in further...

"Okay, little guy, leave it to me." Elder Batista shook his head as he listened, and finally snatched the syringe from Grete's hand and drove him out. He raised his hand, and a curtain of light stood between him and Gretel:

"Alas, children are children. At the critical moment, we have to rely on old immortals like us..."

Dragon Roar Formation, I don’t know what magic he used. In short, when the light curtain dispersed, Ketikaluti was lying on the ground and carefully wrapped her tail around herself:

"I...I think I might be pregnant..."

——

It’s the end of the month!

It’s the end of the month!

It’s the last day! Everyone, please hand over your monthly tickets!

There are now 3156 votes, reaching 4000 votes, and there will be 6 more votes next month!

Thanks to x-on:WASY, x-on:Terminus_EST for tipping 100 starting coins