The Martial Unity

Eventually, the time for the implantation procedure had arrived. As brilliant and competent Rui was, he could not complete a medical procedure of such a scope by himself by any means. He needed help.

Much to his surprise, the Martial Union swiftly proceeded with the process without too much delay. He had already been surprised that the Martial doctors were so easily offering their consultancy on the distribution configuration of the blueprint of his technique.

However, in hindsight, it shouldn't have been so surprising. While it was a little unusual for Martial Artists to create their own medical procedures to allow them to utilize a technique, it was not too unheard of. A system already existed in place to help Martial Artists develop such procedures with the help of medical experts and implement them with the help of qualified surgeons.

Though, based on the reactions of the consultants, it was rather clear that they hadn't run into anything quite like what Rui had sought their consultancy over.

"Squire Quarrier, pleasure to meet you. I am Dr. Dranim Vel, I will be the lead surgeon of the medical procedure that you're scheduled to undergo, you've arrived just on time," A doctor bowed to him courteously when Rui reached the medical wing. "Please follow our team's instructions to have you prepped for the surgery according to our guidelines."

Rui, who had just walked into the room, nodded. "Pleasure to meet you as well, doctor. I'll be in your care."

Thankfully, the preparations were limited. The main pre-op procedures had already been completed ahead of time. Rui had already had several tissue and blood samples collected to ensure that there weren't any concerning issues surrounding his compatibility with the esoteric substances that he would be implanting into his body at the moment.

Rui was guided into a separate operation chamber that was isolated from the surgical team that would be operating on him remotely. Based on Seismic Mapping, there was a three-meter barrier between them constructed from low-grade Squire-level esoteric alloys. It could very briefly contain even high-grade Martial Artists.

"Squire Quarrier, if you could please lie down on the operating table," The doctor courteously requested him.

CLACK CLACK CLACK

him into place

The doctor informed him. "Proceeding with the administering of a

Rui had objected to the administration of a general anesthetic but had ultimately had no choice

gas had been administered to him,

employing a Martial Art technique at the moment? Please desist from resisting the procedure. This violates the terms and conditions," The doctor's tone was

doing no such thing, doctor," Rui furrowed

no side effects?" The doctor's tone

suppose I am feeling a little

to do with

does not seem to be effective on

at times like these my stranger

a strong wave of drowsiness wash over him as the

…

a bit of a headache, being greeted by

got up

His body felt strange.

Quarrier, you're awake?" A voice

"Hm?" Rui looked up.

greeted him as she walked

conduct some basic check-ups and then you can be discharged as long