The celebratory banquet's clamor gradually faded, the crystal chandeliers' light softened, and the waiters began quietly clearing up.
Sitch, his face flushed with wine, clapped Muzan affectionately on the shoulder, then whispered a few details about file processing, before finally departing contentedly, surrounded by a group of high-ranking officials.
Muzan maintained an elegant smile, watching them leave, until the heavy doors of the banquet hall closed. Only then did the smile on his face slowly recede, returning to its usual indifference.
His crimson eyes swept across the empty hall, finally landing on the silent, mountain-like Kokushibou.
"Did you write it all down?" Muzan's voice was soft, yet carried an undeniable chill.
Kokushibou's six eyes shifted slightly, and he responded in a low voice, "Yes, all mentioned names, departments, and the file numbers and general content they implicitly requested to be 'processed' have been noted."
Back in the spacious but cold suite, Gyokko was still tinkering with his broken pot, Hantengu was huddled in the corner of the sofa, Daki was curiously examining a small souvenir she received at today's banquet, and Gyuutarou stood quietly by her side.
Muzan walked to the center of the living room, holding his breath. In the depths of his crimson eyes, a subtle ripple spread, and through the psychic bond granted by Allen, he transmitted all the information he had just noted, including the names, departments, and event codes implicitly mentioned by Sitch and other high-ranking officials.
After sending the information, Muzan slowly opened his eyes, looking out at the dazzling yet cold nightscape of City A.
"Waiting for the Ancestor's instructions," he said indifferently... Meanwhile, deep underground in City Z, within a complex branch passage of the Monster Association.
Allen was sitting cross-legged on a relatively flat rock, the blue and red patterns beneath his skin flickering like breathing, emitting a heart-pounding energy fluctuation.
The surrounding ground and rock walls were covered with a faint energy glow, an unconscious power field he emitted during his cultivation.
Suddenly, his surrounding energy field fluctuated slightly, like a small stone dropped into a calm lake.
Allen slowly opened his eyes, a hint of understanding flashing in his crimson pupils.
The information from Muzan had been completely received by him.
"As expected..." he murmured to himself, a smirk playing on his lips.
He wasn't surprised by a few names on the list; he had long suspected the corruption of these high-ranking Association members, but he hadn't expected them to be so eager to use new power to clear old debts.
With a slight thought, a command was sent back to Muzan via the psychic link: "List confirmed, continue to lie low."
After dealing with Muzan's affairs, Allen had just closed his eyes again, preparing to continue refining the surging power within him, when another communication request rang deep in his mind—from Psykos.
"Lord Allen," Psykos's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement and a touch of fatigue, "The initial cultivation is complete. Based on your cell samples, the first generation of directionally strengthened Monster Cells has been born!"
"It can achieve perfect controllable Monsterization. Its stability and power amplification far exceed all current versions of Monster Cells!"
A red glow flashed in Allen's eyes: "Effect?"
"The data is astonishing!" Psykos's speech quickened. "Preliminary simulations show that after injection, the Adapter's physical qualities will undergo an all-around leap-forward improvement, and their rationality will be largely preserved. The side effect is that if the Adapter mobilizes too much energy, they will explode."
"Of course, this is just theoretical simulation and low-level Monster experimental results. For a physique like yours, this risk is almost negligible."
Allen slowly stood up, the blue and red patterns flowing around him gradually receding into his skin: "I'm coming over now."
As he passed through the intricate cave passages, the low-level Monster along the way all retreated. Allen could feel an unusual energy fluctuation pervading the air; the closer he got to Psykos's laboratory, the stronger this fluctuation became.
The metal door of the laboratory slid open silently. Psykos was standing in front of the central control panel, her face a mix of fanaticism and exhaustion.
She held a special low-temperature container, inside which a constantly pulsating dark red cell floated, occasionally emitting tiny electric sparks.
"This is the first generation of directionally strengthened Monster Cells," Psykos's voice trembled slightly. "I've named it the Seed of God."
Allen took the container, feeling the immense energy it contained.
"Direct consumption?" Allen asked.
Psykos was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "No, it needs intravenous injection. Direct consumption will be broken down by the digestive system, greatly reducing its effectiveness." She pointed to a precise injection device nearby, "Please lie down over there, and I will administer the injection."
Allen handed the container back to her and lay flat on the experimental table. Psykos skillfully operated the instrument, loading the Seed of God into a specialized injection gun.
"There might be some discomfort," Psykos warned, aiming the injection gun at Allen's arm vein, "This is a high-concentration formula specifically adjusted for your physique."
As the dark red liquid slowly injected, Allen immediately felt a burning energy surging through his blood vessels.
The blue and red patterns beneath his skin suddenly lit up, flickering like electrical circuits.
He closed his eyes, concentrating on guiding this new power to merge with the existing energy in his body.
Intense pain swept through his entire body; every cell was in a cycle of tearing and rebuilding.
But having undergone the Ultimate Sun Being transformation, Allen was already accustomed to this level of pain.
Half an hour later, the transformation gradually completed. Allen opened his eyes, a glimmer of dark gold flashing in his crimson pupils. He gently clenched his fist, and the air in his palm burst.
"How do you feel?" Psykos asked nervously, the monitoring instruments in her hand constantly flashing data.
Allen didn't answer but stood up directly. His figure seemed even taller, and the energy fluctuations emanating from him made Psykos involuntarily take a few steps back.
"It's still not perfect," Allen said, feeling the changes within his body.
The amplification was smaller than he expected, roughly equivalent to one-third of the Ultimate Sun Being's power, but strangely, this Monster Cell was able to accelerate Allen's evolution progress, immediately maxing out the progress of Meow Hmm's extreme flexibility and completing the ability's evolution.
He hadn't been idle these days either, constantly collecting the abilities of various Monster Association executives. Most of the executives had already been 'educated' by him, leading to widespread complaints, but due to Allen's intimidation, they dared not say much and could only obediently take the beating.
Psykos quickly checked the data: "This is because your physique already far exceeds that of ordinary people, so the increase is relatively small, but for ordinary Monster, this is already a qualitative leap."
Allen nodded: "Possibility of mass production?"
"Not yet," Psykos said regretfully, "The cultivation success rate is too low, and the raw materials are also very scarce. This batch has already used up most of the stock."
Just then, an alarm suddenly rang. Psykos quickly switched the monitor to the entrance of the Monster Association, and her face immediately turned grim.
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