The Martial Unity

He wasn't surprised that the potion was going to be administered in gaseous form. It was easier to get into the bloodstream and had the least chance of failing due to unforeseen factors during digestion.

He followed the instructions of the doctor.

"We will begin the procedure now."

A red gas passed through the pipes of the gas mask before he inhaled them.

His eyes widened as his pupils dilated.

He felt like he had just inhaled spikes into his lungs.

"Rgh!" He grimaced.

Sharp piercing pain ravaged his lungs, causing him to writhe in agony, doing his best to control his movements.

"Restrain yourself, Senior Quarrier."

than done. Thankfully, he had been preparing for the torturous pain thus he was able to handle it a lot better than he could have otherwise hoped for. An unknown amount of

difference was that while it was supposed to reconstruct his lungs, it didn't rely on Darwinian evolution, it relied on the blood

in nature, Rui suspected that it relied on some

was aware that this would happen,

effort to a

ever did before. "Take some time to adjust, Senior Quarrier," The doctor's voice echoed in the chamber. "It will take some time to get used to. But it is best you at least recalibrate your effort to match your enhanced respiration. Thus far, we are

glad to hear that, doctor, I appreciate your services," Rui replied, closing his eyes as he tried different levels of effort to

the process. The principles could be employed at any time, but given that he hadn't refined the image over time,

his mind to lower the effort and force he put into his breathing even subconsciously, which was

him. "It allows you to test just how much control you gain over the force of your respiration. There are certain safety standards that you will

then," Rui nodded. A strange gas filled the entire chamber, tickling