Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses

"You look fearsome." MF grinned as she started to caress her chin. She then pointed at Damascus' walking cane. "Is that your divine artifact? I thought you're going to keep the dagger instead."

"I was supposed to sell this one but I accidentally soulbonded myself..." Damascus let out an empty, sarcastically, pained laugh. "At least it's as a stylist with my current getup."

The four of them held a meeting on how the disciple ceremony would turn out. With a snack and numerous beverage on the circle table, the four of them gave each other their opinion while filling their mouth with something to chew.

MF already announced that there won't be any kind of grandiose ritual or anything, but a test is a must to raise the competitive kindle to burn upon their heart.

Unlike the usual sect, Lautus Tunguska let their disciples live in Ouranos Citadel instead of making the whole sect their abode. This was done so that they would mingle and still communicate with the civilians in Ouranos Citadel. Not to mention, they would be encouraged to spread their knowledge and help the struggling people who wanted to begin their journey in cultivation.

This method might be really detrimental to normal teaching, as it would only waste their time rather than trying to concentrate their progress.

MF asked about what kind of filling they wanted for a snack before the meeting. Damascus chose a glass of wine, Ki asked for some sweets and tea, and Foel—she asked for a platter of cheese mushroom steak.

Foel then took a bite of the juicy medium rare coated by melting cheese mushrooms. "The 'Instant Motoric Transmitter' gene will come into play, huh."

"Something akin to advanced body tempering? I thought that can only be done by an ancient practitioner who has reached Myriad World. Not to mention, physical cultivation was rarely enacted within the underworld."

"We will hold physical and mana cultivation side by side as a necessity because of this body enhancement." MF took a sip of her tea. "I've already developed a more potent version of the IMT. So knowing that their growth will be more explosive than normal, I want them to sign a contract regarding their loyalty to us as a whole."

"I agree, my slave marks can only let them stay in the cage." Foel then sliced another piece of meat and dipped it into the cheese volcano. "If someone above the Soul Infusion Phase meddled with us, they could easily break my slave formation within the disciples."

Ki and Toma were quietly eating their dessert without saying a single word. '... I don't understand anything!'

Damascus twirled her glass of wine, closing her eyes to feel the liquid swirling. "I think you're underestimating yourself, Madam Foel. I've seen the slave formation you implanted to the citizens of Ouranos. Those are enough to keep almost anyone in the Underworld watching their distance to not suffer the same fate."

"You're too kind." Foel then glanced at MF after gulping the chewed meat. "So what kind of enhancement you've developed for them?"

MF stood with closed eyes, approaching Foel and dragged her chair to an open space of the hall, away from the delicious platter on the circle table.

"My steaaaakk~!"

The tall women then moved the chair and the tanomobi on it to face her. She then took Foel by the armpit, raising her to make her stand on top of the chair due to the height difference.

"You could just tell me to stand on the chair."

"Picking you up by the armpits is fun."

MF then put her finger onto Foel's forehead. The concealment of the dark crystal of the Abe Mark Holder appeared when in contact with MF's consciousness strings.

It took continuous days of passive research on the back of her head to develop this genetic schematic. Just like the 'Instant Motoric Transmitter' that allows an instantaneous travel of chemical triggers and information to remove any kind of movement error and lags within their signaling system, this new genetic mutation pushed it further even more!

Of course, these genetics were actually just a complicated bio-circuit formation in disguise, where the owner of the body needed a working miniature realm to fuel the 'Instant Motoric Transmitter'. Using her improved knowledge of magic formation, MF had developed a greater version of it that used a looping point for an extra feature in their veins.

It was a passive mana converting formation.

"T-this is a passive mana converting formation that we developed for 'sonur'."

"You're right and wrong at the same time."

The IMT was traced in all over of Foel's body but this version was focusing on the spinal cord, where the control body movements and functions reside. It is also the body part that signals from the brain to other body parts' control of movements, while also reporting the senses to the brain.

Near the spinal cord, a fully upgraded set of 'Tarrasque Bone Marrow' schematics was utilized. Still creating the very same nanobot-like blood cells, now all of them were connected to the passive mana converter formation.

Meaning that, every single blood cell was its own individual mana factory that could store a stable mana that could be immediately harvested by the owner of the body.

Foel broke her poker face for the first time today. "My blood! All of them are converting mana!"

Because of the flexible and multi purpose property of the blood cells produced by the 'Tarrasque Bone Marrow', it could bore a huge amount of information. Of course, this gene modification also included the 'Heart of Tarrasque' to properly circulate those complex blood cells.

MF had combined her most successful gene arsenal into one. As always, the influence of Nerull's Bane and One For All Bestower was there.

She then used her combined divinity of perpetual creation, life, and determination to instantly finish the gene establishment and body reforming process. Thanks to some trial and error that she had tested on herself, she could bestow these genes without harming others emotionally and physically.

With a bright smile, MF proudly announced her new gene schematic.. "My dear, you're the first one to bear the 'Tunguska Blood' in your veins."