A year was a long time to say the least.
Jon spent it in extreme torture.
He possessed consciousness but could not feel his body at all, this state was similar to general anesthesia, but everyone else was anesthetized for a few hours, at most a dozen hours, while he was anesthetized for a whole year.
Saying that it was 12 sessions, Jon had absolutely no idea what the point of dividing it into so many sessions was.
He had even lost track of time.
It was only when Ella reminded him that he drifted back to his senses.
It turned out that a year had already passed.
"Jon, you can get up now."
Before hearing these words, Jon was still lying on the operating table, the dazzling light made it almost impossible for him to open his eyes, and he couldn't even perceive the existence of his body.
But after hearing those words, his fingers moved and the familiar feeling returned to him almost instantly.
He sat up from the operating table.
He looked at his body, and as he had expected himself, flesh that lacked exercise atrophied, not like in the movies where you wake up again after many, many years and still have toned muscles.
Right now he was no different from a skeleton frame.
"This feeling, it's wonderful."
Jon made a grasping motion with his hand, simple, but it made him doubly happy.
Ella called for the robot to bring a large pot, then added ingredients to it and lit the fire.
The pungent flavor rushed into his nostrils, stimulating a large amount of saliva to be produced in his mouth, surprisingly, it was a hot pot.
Jon sloshed a whole bunch of dishes down and ate them.
After being satiated.
He finally got off the operating bed, his legs still a little unsteady.
"Jon, you'll need some time for rehabilitation next."
"A complete program I have prepared for you."
Ella was truly no-nonsense, and as an AI, was able to do everything.
Jon had read many system novels during the year and felt that the systems in those novels were still a bit too conservative.
Which had Ella's all-round nanny mode.
...
Under Ella's urging, Jon began to binge eat and practice.
His recovery was much faster than he expected himself.
Once his muscles grew and held his skin together, Jon looked in the mirror every day.
Because he really was younger.
The state of his skin went back to when he was twenty years old, smooth, fine and tight, rich in collagen, his appearance was simply more than twenty years old.
"The limit of my lifespan has now exceeded 600 years."
"That means I won't age again until I've spent 400 years in the flesh."
This was a point that Jon was very satisfied with.
The genetic modification was not without other effects.
After fusing the genes of the Hundred Eyes and some other species on this planet, Jon realized that his eyesight had become extremely outrageous, almost 10 times more than when he was a human, and his pupils, if he looked closely, could see layers and layers of structures.
There was also heat resistance, the creatures of this planet were all dependent on volcanoes for their survival, and were themselves able to withstand temperatures of over 90 degrees Celsius.
Jon was just as, if not more, perverted, 100 degrees was only a little hot for him now.
His muscle and bone mass had also improved tremendously.
Originally, he was just an ordinary man's body, and he couldn't even do an 80 kilogram bench press.
Now his bench press limit easily broke through to 200 kilograms, and according to the limit values given by Ella, his limit for this body of 110 kilograms should be 330 kilograms for bench press, 560 kilograms for deep squat, and 550 kilograms for hard pull.
That's an intensity achieved without any drug assistance.
Weight gains would be much smaller on the way up.
This all relied on the gravitational pull of this planet, making the organisms on this planet themselves have to have a higher cellular structure strength than Earth life.
Three months later.
Jon looked at his bulging, well-proportioned muscles in the mirror, and since then he had truly regained his life as a new Jon.
But three months later, another thing was also discovered.
The uprising of the Hundred Eyes.
No life was willing to be enslaved by another creature.
Jon knew clearly that such a thing would not be rare afterward, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.
Only a little over 6 years had passed.
Ella gave information, "The insurgents seem to have been planning this for a long time, their numbers have now reached 300,000 and continue to grow."
"At the same time they have a large armed force, during the raid we lost stations of our robots."
Jon looked at the entire planetary map.
A large number of red dots were densely packed, each one representing an insurgent army in one location.
"Looks like they're still not smart enough."
"But I don't blame them, if it was the humans who were enslaved at this time, the humans would also try to resist by all means."
Jon was able to know what the Hundred Eyes were thinking.
However, understanding did not mean sympathy and mercy.
"What is the number of robot armies we have now?"
Ella answered.
"1.57 million."
"We already have a complete production line, and if we rush it at full capacity, we can add new robots every day."
Despite only being developed on this planet for 6 years.
Under Ella's management, everything had long been on track in the first month, and after that it was just an assembly line to produce all kinds of robots.
And not even just robots.
In order to increase their combat power and avoid the "overabundance" of high level civilizations in the universe.
Ella is also producing more warships.
Jon's plan was to increase the number of battleships to at least 3 compilations, or 130 or more.
"Arm 1 million robots, complete suppression of the insurrection, don't spare any of the insurrectionists and their families, drag them to the execution ground and behead them!"
After a war and colonization, Jon had become cold-blooded enough.
"By the way, Ella, you should have already collected all the weapons of the Hundred Eyes after capturing the planet."
"Interrogate those insurgents after you catch them, where did that many weapons come from."
"One batch maybe two, can't have the same thing happen a second time, it's trouble for us and I don't want to create too much killing."
Ella nodded and had activated the suppression while communicating with Jon.
An army of a million robots armed out.
This war was a massacre in the truest sense of the word.
The robots were nothing more than a bunch of expendable devices, while the Hundred Eyes were actual beings, this war was unequal from the start.
After the war lasted nearly half a year, the number of robots had increased from 1 million to 1.18 million.
The Hundred Eyes, on the other hand, died 740,000 deaths as a result of the war.
After the end of the war, Ella also found out where those weapons came from, and the result was unexpected by Jon.