Chapter 881 wrong

Chapter 881 wrong

❰God-level Healing Factor❱ <upgrade>(1,000,000)

❰Name: Methuselah Tyrion❱

❰Life-Level: Primordial Thunder FiendGod❱

❰Active Clone(s); One❱

❰Innate Traits❱;

[10,000× regenerative cells<Passive>]

[Supernumerary (100,000)<Activate> |Heart|]

[Self Replication (100,000)<Activate>]

❰Damage Points: 529,999❱

❰Cell Activated: 47%❱

❰Blood Demon Arts: Air Canon❱

❰Dust Absorbing Technique: Seven Injection Meth

❰Cell Tempering Technique: Demonic Blood Tempering Art(Max lvl) Special Effect(s): Tiger Beast Morph.❱

❰Combat Arts:❱

〘 Nine Sky Thunder Blade(Max level)〙

〘Phantom Leg Art (Max lvl) 〙

〘True Berserk Explosion (Max lvl)〙

〘Nine Saber Styles(Max lvl) 〙

〘Tiger Beast Morph(Max lvl) 〙

〘Tactical Retreat(lvl 1)〙

❰Occupation: Open Pervert❱

❰Remark: That's more like it.❱

...

"Eh? How's that possible?"

Tyrion gazed dubiously at his increased activated cells and the increase in his damage points also.

"Does sex actually increase activated cells?" But then he shook his head. He had never heard of a drastic increase in activated cells.

Although, the basic exchange of internal fluids during sex could actually stimulate some of the cells in the body, activating them in the process.

Usually, the increase would have been from 2 percent to 3 percent. However, jumping from 20 percent to 47 percent is too drastic isn't it?

Ignoring the fact that his activated cells had increased, what about his damage points? Sex doesn't hurt, and even if it does, an entire half a million damage point in the span of one night, something is definitely wrong here.

Checking carefully at the system, Tyrion then noticed the extra status 'Active clone (One)'n--o-.v--e))l)/b/-1--n

"Active clone?" Tyrion frowned as he thought back to when he created a clone.

"Wait! It's not dead yet?" Tyrion glanced at his status in surprise. He couldn't believe his clone was still alive even after more than ten hours and that was without the regeneration ability.

'Hm, isn't he tenacious and hard working?'

The large buildings which was within a hundred meter radius were reduced to smithereens.

...

"Suuu!"

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Tyrion coughed endlessly as he tried to reagin his breathing.

Immediately, taping in his body, he sighed in relief when he noticed that he was alright and the explosion only happened to his clone and not his real self.

Caking his breathing heart, his he clenched his fist, the anger in his heart dissipating a little bit he was still dissatisfied.

Not unless he saw his corpse would his anger subside.

In some case, Tyrion could have left his clone to deal with the situation and farm even more points, but ultimately, the clone was he and he was the clone.

Killing him would have been fine, why humiliate him?

Tyrion remained cross legged on the bed as he went into deep thought on how to spend the recently farmed damage points and then came to a conclusion that it was best to recreate a second brain.

His most vulnerable and fatal spots were his head and his heart. If destroyed, he wouldn't be unkillable any longer and be dead for real.

Ever since he grew a second heart, it had saved him from sure death situations numerous times.

However, wouldn't be long before someone strong enough smashes his head to a pulp. For example, Vladimir.

"A second brain it is."

With this, he would truly be unkillable!

But, there's a slight problem, where should he grow his second brain?

The only place large enough to fit a brain was his two ass...

Tyrion's eyes twitched as he thought of having an extra brain in one of his two ass checks.

"Eugh!"

Tyrion shuddered as he immediately got rid of the thought and started thinking seriously.

Recently, he had increased in size from a regular 1.80 teenager to a 2 meters tall teenager due to the transformation of the Primordial Thunder FiendGod body, giving him more height and width, appearing more bulky and muscular.

Therefore, there should be more than enough space to fit a brain... in his belly. Moreover, it was connected to his spinal cord.

Closing his eyes, he concentrated on the cells around his stomach, gently stimulating them. A remarkable transformation started taking place as the cells, blood, veins, tissues, and bones in his abdominal, responded to the mysterious power of the system.

Gradually, he sensed the formation of intricate structures within his belly. Two majestic neural pathways started forming, weaving together and eventually merging to give birth to a tiny brain-like organ.

This peculiar organ started to expand rapidly, reaching a point where its internal structure divided into four distinct sections.

The two original neural pathways transformed into separate channels resembling spinal cords, extending outwards toward the lower part of his body. Numerous neural connections sprouted from the newly created brain, intertwining with his existing bodily systems.

[Brain organ replication completed.]

A potent force emanated from his body as the brain formed within him.

As blood coursed through his two brains, he felt a massive surge in his thinking abilities. His reaction speed heightened to the point where it felt like time itself was dilating.

That wasn't all, Tyrion experienced an expansion of his five senses. His vision became sharper, capturing details he never noticed before. Sounds became clearer and more distinct, as if he could perceive the subtlest of nuances. His sense of touch became incredibly refined, allowing him to discern textures and temperatures with unparalleled precision.

The world around him seemed to slow down as his two brains processed information at an accelerated rate.

This time dilation effect, an aftermath of his heightened cognitive abilities, gave him an extraordinary edge in perceiving and reacting to the events unfolding around him.