He Sai stood behind the device, connecting the cable to his forehead, and immediately felt the violent thunder and lightning being conducted, as if a thunderbolt exploded inside his brain.
It just numbed him.
"Holy shit, Brother Lu, why is your fate so violent?"
This was not He Sai's first encounter with other Evolvers' fates during the soul blade forging method he had studied overnight. Never before had any of them made him so uncomfortable—it was like being struck by lightning.
But he still endured the immense pain, placed the wooden sword on the operating table, smeared the blood he just drew on the blade, and picked up a pen specialized for Mechanics to inscribe the alchemy matrix.
The ink in this kind of pen was special, containing powder from the Philosopher's Stone.
