Chapter 1 The Abilities of the Perfect Body

After tinkering at home for more than half an hour, Su Zhou had a rough understanding of the capabilities of the Perfect Body.

Aside from the basic enhancements like increased attractiveness, overall physical fitness, and heightened senses, Su Zhou discovered that, like some rattlesnakes and pythons, he now possessed thermal vision.

Now, even with his eyes closed, he could create a three-dimensional image in his mind, capturing the thermal dynamics of his surroundings. However, he wasn't very proficient yet, and his thermal vision was always a half-beat behind.

Su Zhou's comment on this was: "Making eyelids useless."

Then, there was invulnerability to all poisons, and insects wouldn't approach.

Although he couldn't test the former for the time being, the latter was an undeniable fact. Su Zhou simply took a walk around the kitchen and immediately saw a swarm of dark cockroaches and insects crawling out of various corners and crevices, flying around everywhere.

A sky full of cockroaches dancing in unison – this scene was even more terrifying than facing a gun-wielding thug, sending chills down his spine, shocking Su Zhou, and scaring him into quickly opening the door to drive them away.

"I'm sorry, everyone, I'm really sorry."

Watching the cockroaches disappear into the corners of the corridor, Su Zhou mentally apologized to the other residents on his floor. But he couldn't control himself – southern cockroaches were different from those in the north. Each one was as big as an adult's thumb, and they could fly!

The deterrence was so great that it was chilling. Su Zhou would rather fight the Indian swordsman Sukra again than face a swarm of cockroaches.

Su Zhou's comment on this was: "Pest control master."

After forcibly driving all the insects and ants out of his house through the windows and doors, Su Zhou used a knife to confirm his defense and healing abilities.

To put it bluntly, the skin of his new body was somewhat like frozen, oily wild boar meat with skin. In more elegant terms, his skin was like jade. As long as the blade was used in the wrong direction, it could easily slip across the skin.

Even if used correctly, it was quite tough, and difficult to pierce deeply.

As for his healing ability, it could only be said that the Undying Blood lived up to its name. He spent five minutes mastering the basic technique of stabbing his palm with a small knife, and before the blood could even flow out, it had already regenerated.

"It hurts, it really f**king hurts!"

After spending so much effort and remaining unscathed except for the pain, Su Zhou commented: "But if that's the case, how will I drip blood to claim ownership of a divine weapon in the future?"

"First of all, you need to find a divine weapon, and this divine weapon still supports the ancient function of blood recognition," the Snake Spirit said objectively. "If that doesn't work, you can use your teeth, which are much better than a knife."

In general, according to the Snake Spirit, this healing power was comparable to the talent of some Awakened.

Of course, this regeneration was not unlimited, and depended on the body's own nutritional reserves. In particular, it was very bad with ice affinity, and could not regenerate when frozen. Therefore, before Awakening, Su Zhou felt that he should stay away from places with low temperatures – which was very much like a snake, after all, being a cold-blooded animal.

In addition to these 'abilities,' the body itself was naturally close to some extraordinary powers. With the help of the wind, it would not fall to its death; with the help of water, it would not drown.

In cultivation novels, it would be said that he had excellent bones, innate spiritual roots, and was an excellent seed for cultivating the Dao. The same was true for other power systems; his aptitude would definitely not be bad.

"This is too exaggerated!"

After testing, Su Zhou, who was touching the flame of a lighter at the living room table and only felt a burning sensation after nearly ten seconds of contact, looked shocked and pleasantly surprised. "I haven't even Awakened yet. If I Awaken and become stronger..."

Even he, who had always been pursuing 'change' and 'abnormality,' found it difficult to imagine the vast future for a moment.

"After all, this is my blood." On the living room table, Yala, who had climbed onto the TV remote control and turned on the TV, said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Undying Blood, the blood of the Holy Snake Spirit, the very blood that the Covenant people are willing to trade anything to get from me."

"And you think that's all? No! In fact, if you suffer extremely serious injuries, or are on the verge of death, you can also recover most of your injuries, and even regain your youth, through molting - that's the essence of immortality."

After thinking for a while, the Snake Spirit reminded him: "But don't rely on it too much. Even in the era of spiritual energy revival, this ability requires a long time, and can only be used once under specific conditions and in specific locations, because it is actually a process of essential transformation, a sublimation ritual, rather than an ability."

"If the conditions are not met and the accumulation is not enough, using it is equivalent to suicide. You will dissolve in the molt and turn into a drop of Undying Blood, waiting for future generations."

The TV turned on, and a food program was playing.

Coincidentally, the chef was making spicy eel. He grabbed a handful of salt and mercilessly sprinkled it on the lively eels. Then, the chef took action, knocking the salted eels unconscious one by one with the back of a knife before pouring the unconscious eels directly into a pot full of boiling water and cooking wine.

"Pa pa pa pa pa!"

The eels struggled violently, but they cooked quickly. Soon, the chef skillfully used toothpicks to open the cooked eels, remove their internal organs, and add spicy seasoning.

"Eep!"

Shuddering, the Snake Spirit wiggled its body and quickly changed the channel with its tail. It turned its head and complained, "The most annoying thing about you humans is that you eat everything! It scared me so much that my scales stood on end."

Su Zhou was speechless. "... That's an eel, not a snake, and you don't have scales now."

– Why does a serpentine god have empathy for eels... What are you afraid of?

To be honest, Su Zhou was quite surprised by Yala's skillful operation of the TV and remote control. After all, who would have thought that a snake would watch TV, and even skillfully switch to the news channel to watch the daily news replay? Even earlier, the other party had used the metaphor of 'keyboard gaps,' which was obviously a modern person's term, to communicate with him.

But then he thought that the other party's main body should be at the level of a god, and then he felt that it was nothing. They had their own ways to understand the present world, whether it was through the sacrifices of believers or other means. He was just creating trouble for himself by thinking about this.

"By the way, Yala."

Reviewing his current abilities amidst the sound of the news broadcast, Su Zhou suddenly remembered something. He called out the Snake Spirit's name, and excitedly said, "You said your blood can make people invulnerable to all diseases. Then, my friend, Shao Qiming, the one who helped you perform the ritual to save me..."

"He was born weak and lives a hard life. If possible, can you transform him? After all, Qiming knows your existence, so it's not a leak, and I'm willing to pay the price for it."

When Su Zhou said this, he actually considered many things.

According to Yala, the spiritual energy revival would officially begin in a few months. At that time, the world would undergo drastic changes. Even with the suppression of the Order Array, many old orders would definitely be broken.

In that coming era of change, having a confidant to join hands with was definitely better than going alone, just like in Shan State. Without Shao Qiming, he would have kicked the bucket – and vice versa.

"It's possible, your friend's talent is actually not bad."

Yala was intently watching the news on TV, absorbing the information. Regarding Su Zhou's inquiry about its blood, the Snake Spirit didn't seem to be offended. It just said calmly, "But that little guy's illness is not innate. It's obviously the work of some people."

"If it were just ordinary illnesses, my blood wouldn't be needed. Your own blood, plus some related spiritual herbs, is a good panacea that can cure even cancer."

"What's more, with my current state, and my main body still sealed, it's not easy to condense Undying Blood. Think about how many precious resources the Covenant people used. You'll need at least half of their amount, which is an amount that's difficult for you to prepare alone."

Yala seemed to be about to reiterate that its blood was not easy to obtain, but at this moment, Su Zhou's movements stopped.

His face, which had been in excellent spirits because of his powerful talent, completely darkened. Su Zhou frowned, staring at his hand, his fair and slender hand already clenched into a fist, and powerful forces were gathering.

"Qiming's illness... wasn't innate?"

At this time, accompanied by strands of spiritual sound, a black shadow passed through the wall, seemingly preparing to pass through here and go to other areas. But before this wandering ghost could react, Su Zhou reached out and destroyed it with one punch, as if scattering a cloud of mist.

He raised his head and looked forward, his eyes becoming deep and indifferent: "The work of some people?"

"Yala, what exactly is going on?"

Yala turned around, and gazed at Su Zhou, whose anger was rising at this moment. The Snake Spirit, as if achieving some purpose, smiled happily: "Isn't it obvious?"

"Of course, it's a curse."