A person shouldn't have four health bars.

If it's four lives, then they should all be the same length. What the hell is with three short and one long?

[10/10]

[10/10]

[30/30]

[218/274]

Good news, the only three full health bars in the family are stacked on my head.

Bad news, I have four health bars stacked on my head?

"The longest, incomplete one should be mine, and the remaining three are..."

Feng Mu's expression changed unpredictably, and he whispered through gritted teeth,

"[Iron Eater], [Frenzy Blood], [Feast], is it you?"

Of course, there was no response. In the bathroom, only Feng Mu's voice echoed as he talked to himself, and the panel on his retina remained calm and undisturbed.

In the past, Feng Mu only occasionally suspected that the [entry] was sinister as if it were alive. At this moment, there was no need to doubt; the solid evidence was imprinted above his head.

Question: When does a person have multiple health bars?

Answer: When they're parasitized!

"I'm now parasitized three times, huh." Feng Mu murmured to himself, shivering with chills that turned into a sinister killing intent.

"Fine, I'll let you grow inside me. I want to see when you become mature and how you'll come back to life."

Feng Mu's pupils turned a dark blood red as he gazed into the mirror. It seemed as if he was talking to himself, yet also to them,

"Since you're parasitizing inside me, be obedient and behave like good sons. Otherwise, when you're born, don't blame daddy for strangling you!"

Still no response, but perhaps it was just a trick of the eye; Feng Mu felt like the three short health bars on his head seemed to tremble slightly.

After staring at the mirror a while longer, Feng Mu finally deactivated the [Blood Bar Deceit Eye] and returned to his bedroom.

"Imagine, just having turned 18, and I'm already experiencing the troubles of fatherhood? To become a good villain boss, I've truly paid too much on the road to growth."

Feng Mu sighed inwardly, realizing for the first time in two lifetimes the sensation of suddenly becoming a father, and it truly shook his soul to the core.

"Better go check on Feng Ju at the hospital."

Feng Mu sighed again, his expression growing heavier, not because he worried about Feng Ju dying, but because Feng Ju's unknown fate at the moment made him think about parenting philosophies.

Caring and educating a son should start before they're even born; otherwise, when they grow up, they're easily misled. He must take Feng Ju as a warning not to repeat his mistakes.

The phone vibrated again; a call from Feng Yuhuai.

Feng Mu squinted his eyes, set his phone back to silent mode, changed his clothes, put it back in his pocket, tidied up his bedroom, and then walked out unhurriedly.

As he walked out, he crushed a Big Black Core and stuffed it into his mouth.

According to Black 1's account, the Big Black Core is composed of Little Black Cores, with no added ingredients, just some intense technological handiwork mixed in.

The process principle is very complex, which Black 1 also didn't understand. The equipment in the suitcase is said to be the most cutting-edge invention of the Calamity Corpse Sect in recent years, a crystallization of countless talents within the sect.

Feng Mu is willing to trust the words of a dying man. His inherently kind nature makes him overly trusting. If he gets poisoned later, he'll just be forced to use [Marriage Death Twins] to reincarnate.

Black 1 indeed didn't lie. Half of the 44 Deputies managed to survive this night by sheer luck.

Fortunately, they had no idea that Death God brushed past them. Otherwise, they might have to visit Black 1's grave to honor him.

[Detected Nine Nether Evil Iron, edible!]

[Consume?]

[Activate idle consumption slot?]

Feng Mu already swallowed it, while the system stupidly asks, showing some level of inconsideration.

But Feng Mu loves this kind of inconsiderateness. At least he doesn't have to worry about the system growing a health bar one day; that would be truly terrifying.

[Consume!]

[Activate!]

Feng Mu thought to himself, sincerely grateful for the high-tech from the Calamity Corpse Sect, allowing him to directly skip the Nine Nether Evil Iron fragments and consume the complete Nine Nether Evil Iron.

The Calamity Corpse Sect are good people.

Even if [Destiny] looks down on you, that is [Destiny] not seeing clearly. Don't be aggrieved; in the future, I, Feng Mu, will entertain you with the highest regard.

[Edibility ↑]

[Edibility ↑]

[Edibility ↑]

[Consumption Slot 2: Nine Nether Evil Iron (5/100%)]

The palm-sized Big Black Core was crushed as Feng Mu went downstairs, and he swallowed most of it at once.

All that followed was an extreme sense of fullness, belatedly hitting his stomach with no more room to spare.

Feng Mu was used to the feeling of fullness, although uncomfortable, he could endure it: "Oh no, I ate too much at once. I didn't expect just half the size of a palm would fill me up completely?"

"Should I induce some vomiting? Will I mutate into a Calamity Corpse by tomorrow morning?"

Ultimately, Feng Mu didn't induce vomiting because he had been careful with his diet recently. One binge shouldn't be too problematic.

He then put the remaining half of the Big Black Core back in his pocket, storing it in a small iron box.

The iron box wasn't big, previously used to store small items, and Feng Mu used it to store the Big Black Core, effectively blocking the Black Core detector.

Intelligence also came from Black 1's final words.

"Just half a Big Black Core can provide 5% edibility. With about ten in the suitcase, isn't that..."

Riding on a bicycle, Feng Mu's smile uncontrollably widened, as the progress seemed to go far smoother than he anticipated.

Especially since the Nine Nether Evil Iron's edibility increases far faster than raw iron; more than ten times faster. In the end, he owed it all to the Calamity Corpse Sect for fusing Little Black Cores into Big Black Cores, saving him from slowly devouring and digesting them one by one.

"10 days or maybe 20, and I can absorb the traits of the Nine Nether Evil Iron?"

Feng Mu's back teeth were grinning; he could barely resist fast-forwarding directly to the results 20 days later. He couldn't wait a single second!

Squeak, squeak, squeak—

The bicycle wheels couldn't create a montage to change time; they kept spinning round and round on the ground, pulling Feng Mu's scattered thoughts back to the hospital entrance.

The night shift security guard stopped Feng Mu; this kind of broken bicycle was not allowed into the hospital.

Feng Mu locked the bicycle outside, entered the hospital, and followed the signs to the emergency building, spotting several blue-and-white Patrol Office cars along the way.

Blood was splattered on the seats of several cars with their doors open. A few Chief Constables standing by the doors, smoking, all had their brows tightly locked.

Feng Mu shot a sideways glance, putting on a matching expression, and rushed into the building.

On the fourth floor, the lights outside a row of operating rooms glowed red, with several Chief Constables standing in the hallway. A young man with a hooked nose crossed his arms, his face cloaked in shadow.

Li Shang and Chang Erbing stood by the young man, whispering quietly.

Feng Mu didn't look much and walked towards the operating room door. Wang Xiuli was slumped at the door, her face streaked with tears. Feng Yuhuai sat on a nearby chair, no longer bearing the prideful look of the past but appearing utterly lost and helpless.

Looking at the red light above the door, Feng Mu's feelings were mixed. He thought of going to a bookstore tomorrow to look at books about fetal education; he must not become a father who is taken advantage of like Feng Ju.

With the three sons inside him, they must be a loving family in the future!

Feng Mu sighed, crouching down to help Wang Xiuli onto a chair before asking blankly with concern, "What's wrong with Dad? Will he be alright?"

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