Beep beep beep!
[Biological experiment data has begun testing!]
[Blood purification in progress...1%...5%...]
In an underground laboratory, precise instruments keep running continuously.
Floating virtual screens display a myriad of textual information, including the latest data, corresponding experiment progress, and warning notices.
Bottles of extracted Martial Artist blood are being transported, entering the lab where technicians in white lab coats are busily engaged.
If you glance in, you'll see a massive transparent glass container connected by various black wires.
Inside lies a large mass of peculiarly scarlet material, seeming like blood but extraordinarily viscous, more resembling chunks of flesh.
Occasionally it trembles on the surface, as if a living pulsation.
"The progress seems smooth?"
A scholarly man in gold-rimmed glasses, surrounded by security, walks into the laboratory, eyes locked onto the huge transparent container, curiously inquiring.
