Chapter 142 Strange Surgery

Hao Ren heard the data terminal's call and hurried over to check the situation. The latter projected a set of holograms in mid-air, showing a scan near Hesperides' wound. A very obvious silver-white triangular object could be seen deep inside the frightening penetrating injury. Hao Ren was stunned for a moment before realizing what it was: "... Holy crap, is that an arrowhead from thousands of years ago still stuck in there?"

"It seems that directly using the hibernation pod to heal the wound won't work. A minor operation is needed," the data terminal said as it opened the hibernation pod and began to wake up Hesperides. "Fortunately, the autonomous machine can handle such simple tasks. I just don't know if Hesperides herself knows that she has such a thing stuck in her head."

At this time, the alloy lid of the hibernation pod had been completely opened, Hesperides took a deep breath and slowly woke up. She sat up and rubbed her forehead a little confusedly: "Is the examination over? Is there a way to treat it?"

"Do you know that you have something in your head?" Hao Ren looked strangely at this "goddess" sister who was almost the same age as Vivian, feeling that the things he was facing were becoming more and more heavy-flavored. "We found an arrowhead... I'm curious how you survived!"

Hesperides wasn't surprised at all. She had known about this for a long time: "Oh, that thing? I thought you were talking about something else... I know. It's the Cyclops' crossbow bolt. This thing has exorcising power and has fused with the wound, so it can't be taken out at all. If it weren't for it, this wound should have healed long ago."

Hao Ren was dumbfounded: "... Is your vitality at odds with Darwin?"

"No, I have a good relationship with Darwin. He was an interesting human. We even corresponded the year he died," Hesperides looked at Hao Ren strangely. "And what does the vitality of an alien have to do with evolution?"

Hao Ren: "..." He felt that he shouldn't have made such a joke with an alien at all! Wasn't the lesson learned from Vivian enough?

"Ahem, well, I plan to take out that arrowhead," Hao Ren coughed twice and waved to call over the autonomous machine, which was boredly tying butterfly knots with its tentacles. "Look, I have professional equipment here..."

Hesperides was stunned when she saw the autonomous machine: "What is this thing!?"

Hao Ren kept a straight face: "My other assistant."

Hesperides turned to look at the basement, looking at Hao Ren with a "you're kidding me" expression: "You made it in this place? In the mythical age, it would take at least a factory to create such a sophisticated magical puppet. Hephaestus's workshop is at least twenty times larger than this—and I estimate he still couldn't make something so complicated. Are you perhaps some ancient being?"

Hao Ren spread his hands: "Since there were also magical puppets in the mythical age, it's easier to understand. Anyway, just use whatever you can understand to imagine it. I can't explain many things to you. Also, do you want to have surgery or not?"

Hesperides touched the position of her wound, looking strangely at the menacing mechanical octopus. Although the latter's tentacles looked very flexible and the equipment at the tips of the tentacles looked very sophisticated, and the various devices in the basement looked very magical... this didn't stop her from feeling that the whole thing was unreliable! She looked at Hao Ren very seriously: "If you think that just taking out the arrowhead will solve everything, then you're wrong. If that's really the case, I can even grab a human doctor to help me with the surgery. My own vitality can guarantee a 100% success rate for any surgery—but this arrowhead is very special. Taking it out will only cause more trouble."

Hesperides explained the situation of the special wound on her head, and Hao Ren then learned about some of the more troublesome abilities of high-level demon hunters: that arrowhead had the attribute of "endless pursuit," and it was already difficult to take it out.

The arrowhead itself had already fused with the surrounding tissues of the wound, and the exorcising power attached to the arrowhead had also contaminated and changed the physiological form of the wound tissues. Through a gradual transition of alienation, it was now almost a part of Hesperides' body, making cutting it off a problem. Secondly, even if the arrowhead was taken out, it would try to return to its original position—this second point was the most helpless.

"After you take it out, it will fly back," Hesperides pointed to her forehead, saying startling things with a calm expression. "And when it flies back, it may stab even deeper, or stab in at a different angle. Then I might really die. Many years ago, I tried to forcibly pull it out once, and that time I almost lost half my life."

"Demon hunters are so insane..." Hao Ren was speechless. "Were they born specifically to kill people?"

"Unless you can clear the mark on my body, it's best not to touch this arrowhead. Taking it out will only cause me more harm," Hesperides sighed. "Actually, I didn't have much hope from the beginning. I just thought that Vivian spoke so highly of you, and I thought you knew some secret techniques that only witches know... it turns out it's just surgery. Then I'll say it clearly, surgery is useless."

At this time, the data terminal suddenly said next to him: "It's not difficult to clear a mere exorcism mark."

As soon as these words came out, Hao Ren and Hesperides immediately stared over. The data terminal deliberately paused for a while before slowly answering: "The power of God can dispel any magical effect lower than it. Find something with a true God's mark and let Hesperides hold it, and the mark left by the demon hunter on her body will be gone. Of course, this dispelling effect is comprehensive, and Hesperides' magic power will also be temporarily sealed for a while, but these are all small problems."

Hao Ren couldn't sit still after hearing the first half of the sentence. He jumped up and shouted: "You're talking nonsense! Where can I find a divine artifact! Do you want Raven 12345 to personally take action for this?"

The data terminal bumped into Hao Ren twice: "Idiot, bring your labor contract."

Hao Ren: "Huh?"

"Isn't there Raven's signature on it!"

Hao Ren was stunned and took out the few sheets of low-quality printed paper from his portable space as if he were dreaming. This was the labor contract he signed with the Space-Time Administration, and he still kept it well to this day. He unfolded the printed paper, looked at the crooked "true God's handwriting" on it, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Don't joke, this thing..."

"What's wrong with this thing? This thing has the name of God on it! And it was written by God himself—do you think the level of this blessing can be low?" The data terminal was very disdainful of Hao Ren's rigid thinking. "Who told you that divine artifacts must be cool and grand? How can those gods who have questionable aesthetics, can't write well, and are sloppy live? If you want to be a god, you have to study art for three years, sculpture for four years, and blacksmithing for five years, and practice signing for two months by the way?"

Hao Ren was dizzy from the data terminal's words. In the end, he had no choice but to hand the contract to Hesperides: "Well... why don't you try holding this?"

Hesperides looked at Hao Ren with a very subtle look, and reached out to take the few sheets of low-quality printed paper from the latter's hand: "You want me to hold these few sheets of paper and believe that they can clear the demon hunter's mark that has been entrenched on my body for thousands of years, and then you just open my head and take out the arrowhead?"

Hao Ren sighed: "Forget it, I wouldn't believe it if I were you—the last surgeon who was so unrestrained was already beheaded by Cao Cao."

"Of course... wait, I believe it!" Hesperides was about to return the printed paper to Hao Ren, but her expression suddenly changed. She quickly took off the band on her forehead, and the silver light on the wound that had never healed for thousands of years was gradually receding. "No matter what this thing is... it's really working! I feel that the demon hunter's power has faded!"

Hao Ren and Lily looked at each other dumbfounded, and the two of them said in unison: "It actually works?!"

"Nonsense, when has this machine ever lied to anyone," the data terminal bumped into Hao Ren's head. "You remember, the name of God is the name of God, as for whether the true God is crazy enough to inscribe words on the toilet, that's their own business, the miracle itself will not change! What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and do the surgery!"

At this time, the place on the contract where Raven 12345 had personally signed her name had begun to release a faint blue glow. Even as a layman in magic and divine arts, Hao Ren could feel the atmosphere in the surrounding air changing rapidly. A kind of heart-palpitating divine pressure accompanied by Raven 12345's aura was gradually permeating the basement—although it was a bit regrettable that this powerful aura was flowing out from a few sheets of A4 printed paper rather than from some divine book, there was no doubt that the name of God had taken effect!

Hao Ren quickly helped Hesperides, who had become weak due to total magic prohibition, to lie down in the hibernation pod next to her, and then left all the subsequent matters to the autonomous machine waiting on the side. He and the husky watched from a distance.

After the autonomous machine connected to the hibernation pod, it confirmed Hesperides' physiological structure and endurance, and quickly formulated a surgical plan. The mechanical octopus made a series of rapid gurgling sounds, and then sparks flickered on two of its tentacles, and "poof" they probed into the hibernation pod.

Suddenly, the sound of metal clashing and sparks flying filled the basement, and the sound of electric saws and drills rang out in unison, the movement was like a furniture factory rushing to work...

Hao Ren: "..."

Lily: "..."

"Holy crap, this movement is not right!" Hao Ren's face turned pale. The sound didn't sound like surgery, but like slotting on a steel plate. As a result, the data terminal was still comforting him: "It's okay, the body structure of a thunder giant is different from that of humans—without a wind hammer and electric drill, it's really impossible to open her titanium alloy skull..."

Lily tucked her tail between her legs and shrank behind Hao Ren: "Landlord, why do I feel so scared?"

Hao Ren shrank his neck: "Don't make a sound, this is for science..."