Chapter 295: Results

Chapter 295: Results

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Before Peter's screams could fill the penthouse for too long, he collapsed to the floor and passed out cold.

His brain couldn't register the amount of pain that was coursing through his body, so it temporarily shut itself down so that Peter could retain his sanity.

Though that didn't mean his body was finished with its evolution. nôvel binz was the first platform to present this chapter.

No, Peter continued to twitch and writhe on the floor whilst in his sleep.

Meanwhile, Genie watched with a worried look on his face.

Even after Peter fell to the floor unconscious, he seemed to worry for his master's wellbeing.

When Genie was summoned by Peter, he thought this would be yet another greedy self-centered master.

They would use him for their own personal gains before he was sealed back into the lamp and forced to await yet another undetermined amount of time before the next greedy summoner came along.

Maybe he would be able to twist their wishes out of spite, though that was the only real sliver of freedom he had in his life.

His only real enjoyment during every summoning was the quick update on the outside world that he would receive while reading his master's mind.

A close second to that was the nice long stretch he would always get after exiting his cramped lamp.

Luckily, his latest master wasn't so bad.

In fact, Genie grew to enjoy his company more as time went by.

His mind was filled with all sorts of useful and entertaining information, and he wasn't a complete a*shole like most masters.

Yeah, Peter was greedy, but his greed didn't extend too far past the regular amount that any living being should have.

'He won't even use his last wish...' Genie thought incredulously.

After all, from Peter's perspective, the universe was filled with villains who could accomplish a lot with the help of a few free wishes, leaving him no choice but to hang onto the lamp.

The second Genie was summoned, he was able to learn everything about Peter, and truthfully, he found his master to be one of the very few summoners who actually deserved his assistance.

Peter was a real hero that fought to keep his city, planet, and universe safe from those with twisted minds and self-centered agendas.

And although he knew 'everything', thankfully for his masters sake, Genie wasn't able to access the information pertaining to Peter's past life.

(A/N: He doesn't know that Peter transmigrated and he will never know. No one will.)

With a snap of his fingers, Genie summoned a comfortable bed underneath his newest master and friend.

"You'll be alright, kid..." He muttered hopefully, as even he wasn't sure how this would unfold.

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Nearly 12 hours later, Peter remained unconscious in his penthouse, though with every passing hour the pain that wracked his body seemed to slowly fade away.

By this point, Peter was sleeping comfortably on the bed without a single sign of pain or discomfort, which certainly eased his blue companion's nerves.

'When will he wake up?' Genie wondered.

Conjuring a small razor-sharp scalpel, Peter rested the tip against his open palm and swiped it across.

He watched as his skin tore open, but before more than a drop or two of blood could leak out, the cut on his palm zipped itself shut in a matter of seconds.

"Cool..." Peter muttered as he eyed his scarless hand in awe.

Regenerative Healing Factor: Wolverine's body naturally regenerates most, if not all, damaged or destroyed tissues and organs at a rate that exceeds that of any normal human.

The rate of regeneration is proportional to the damage caused. This process is automatic, and Peter seems to have no control over it.

His healing factor, however, does not seem to stop Peter from feeling the pain of his wounds nor the pain of his body regenerating itself.

Though it's more of an itchy feeling than anything else.

After a few more cuts along his body, where he did his best to ignore the pain, Peter brought out some powerful Asgardian alcohol and started chugging it down. (A/N: Insert Badlands Chugs GIFs here)

For scientific reasons of course...

Contaminant Immunity: Wolverine's natural healing also affords him virtual immunity to poisons, viruses, diseases, and most drugs. For example, it is extremely difficult for him to become intoxicated by alcohol.

'I guess I'm forever sober now...' Peter concluded as he drank three times the amount that used to get him wasted without feeling a single buzz.

Next, Peter took a small sample of flesh from his body and stuck it under a nearby microscope.

Decelerated Aging: In addition, Wolverine's healing factor provides him with an extended lifespan by slowing the effects of the aging process.

Wolverine was born sometime during the late 18th Century. Although he is almost 200 years old, Wolverine retains the health, appearance, and physical vitality of a man in the physical prime of his life.

"This will come in handy since I haven't used the dragon bone elixir on myself yet..." Peter muttered in appreciation.

As he said this, Peter made a mental note to task the Hand with locating and excavating New York's buried dragon bones.

'I technically don't need the elixir right now, but it may come in handy later on.' He thought to himself.

After testing his cells and witnessing just how slowly they were aging, Peter sat back in his chair and looked down at his knuckles.

'Do I have it?' He wondered hopefully.

Retractable Bone Claws: Wolverine's skeleton includes six retractable foot-long bone claws, three in each arm, that are housed beneath the skin and muscle of his forearms.

Wolverine could, at will, release these slightly curved claws through his skin between the knuckles on each hand.

"Come on..." Peter goaded himself on as he tried to will his claws to appear.

Suddenly, three long claws shot out of each fist, though he wasn't fully prepared...

"F*ck!" Peter shouted in pain as his left hand's claws embedded into his leg, while his other set pierced the table in front of him.

The bone claws are naturally sharp and tougher than normal human bone.

Even without being infused with Adamantium, they are dangerous weapons that can penetrate most flesh and many natural materials.

"I should figure out how to infuse my bones with metal, like Wolverine..." Peter thought to himself, though he would have to be careful. 'Didn't he get poisoned from the Adamantium later in his life?'

Pushing these thoughts back into his mind for future study, Peter could only think of one more power to test.

Animal Empathy: Wolverine has been seen to be able to understand the emotions of animals around him and communicate with them on a very basic level, showing them his intentions so he would not be perceived as a threat to them.

"Should I visit the zoo?"

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