Ji Xinghuo had just put down the syringe when the wound on his forehead healed.
The small hole that had drilled through his skull was also regrowing, and after a few minutes, under the effect of the Holy Scale Armor, it completely disappeared.
Inside his brain, however, a storm was raging.
Fortunately, it wasn't very painful.
Ji Xinghuo felt as if his brain were soaked in ice water, icy and numb, yet stimulating, existing in a bizarre state as the injected liquid slowly infused with the Alien Species, transforming his brain cells.
As the fusion entered its later stages, his mind began to feel groggy, as if in a dream, yet he maintained a certain level of clarity.
This fusion lasted longer than he had anticipated.
Half an hour later,
Ji Xinghuo gradually regained a clear will, became more spirited, and his thinking sped up.
His sensory perceptions and electromagnetic induction feedback became more intense.
The world seemed to slow down.
