Yen maintained his lotus position, each pill disappearing into his mouth with the precision of a well-practiced routine. Over time, he had consumed more than seventy percent of the pills, bringing him remarkably close to the formation of his dantian.As he continued this arduous process, a sigh escaped his lips. His progress was undeniable, but it came with its own sense of weariness. Today marked the fourth day of his dedicated effort, and the sun's gentle rise from the east painted the sky with a soft glow, signaling the arrival of a new day.Yen's mind was too engrossed in his current task to dwell on the passage of time. Despite his awareness that it was now the fourth day of his rigorous cultivation, he couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency. The weight of his responsibilities and the mounting tasks awaiting his return to work weighed heavily on him.Stem's reassuring words offered a glimmer of hope amid his worries. {The other thirty percent left will be faster than you expec
Yen surrendered himself to the embrace of slumber, his senses immersed in the blissful escape it offered. The world around him faded away, rendered insignificant by the cocoon of restful oblivion that enveloped him.In this tranquil realm, he was utterly detached from the knowledge of his mission, his duties, and the pressing concerns of the world beyond.Yet, amidst this tranquil reprieve, a sudden intrusion shattered his serenity. A sharp "Ding!" reverberated through his consciousness, momentarily jolting him from his dreams. He flinched instinctively, his brow furrowing in annoyance, but soon succumbed once more to the allure of peaceful rest, the notification and its urgency pushed aside by the pull of slumber's siren song.In the cocoon of slumber, Yen was oblivious to the world's concerns. He lay in peaceful repose, his breathing rhythmic, and his features undisturbed by any worries. Despite Stem's futile attempts to rouse him from this blissful state, Yen remained steadfast in
Yen pulled into his driveway after the long drive, and for a moment, he remained in his car, taking a deep breath as he tried to gather his thoughts. The weight of his recent achievement still hung in the air, filling him with a sense of accomplishment that was hard to ignore.With a resolute nod, he finally stepped out of his car, the door closing with a solid thud behind him. He made his way towards his apartment building, knowing that Grey was most likely waiting inside, ready for their next move.Twisting the door's handle, Yen opened the door, and the soft light from the hallway spilled into his apartment. He walked through the entrance, his footsteps muted by the plush carpeting.His eyes scanned the living room, quickly landing on Grey, who was casually reclining on one of the couches. The fifty-inch LED screen across the room illuminated Grey's relaxed posture as he watched a television show, the soft glow of the screen casting shifting shadows in the dimly lit room. It seemed
The next morning, Yen adhered to his well-worn routine, waking promptly with an unwavering commitment to his daily grind.Fully prepared for a demanding day at work, his determination to press on was unshakable. He swung his legs out of bed and navigated his way to the kitchen before tackling any other aspect of the day. The earlier bedtime the previous night had granted him a head start, and he intended to make the most of it.With methodical precision, Yen began to assemble his meals one by one, cooking in generous quantities with the anticipation that Grey would partake in the feast once he too stirred from his slumber. This foresight spared him from the need to prepare meals later in the day, a testament to his pragmatic approach to his daily responsibilities.With this in mind, Yen embarked on his cooking marathon, orchestrating each dish with a sense of purpose. He meticulously crafted enough for four servings of each meal, a testament to his meticulous planning. Over the course
With the intricate evaluation process underway, Stem fell into a hushed vigilance, observing intently as Yen began his meticulous task.Yen's hands moved with practiced precision as he reached for the first box of pills, containing a little over five hundred of them. The pills nestled in their containers, a unity of color and shape awaiting Yen's scrutiny.Upon opening the box, the room was swiftly filled with the enticing aroma of the pills. Yen couldn't resist the temptation and took in deep breaths, savoring the pleasant scent that wafted through the air. It carried the delightful fragrance of mango.He continued to gaze at the open box, the colorful pills arranged in neat rows. After a brief pause, Stem could no longer contain its curiosity and asked, {What are you waiting for? Start already.}Stem's words dripped with mockery, an air of amusement as it anticipated the demanding task that lay ahead for Yen. The AI relished the prospect of watching Yen engage in the painstaking pro
In Rotlitch's office, Yen and Rotlitch sat opposite each other, their gazes locked in a moment of profound surprise. Yen remained in his chair, his eyes fixed on Rotlitch, who in turn examined Yen's features with an intrigued expression as if trying to unravel a mystery before him.After several minutes of stunned silence and intense scrutiny, Rotlitch couldn't contain his amazement any longer. He blurted out, "What the hell happened to you!?" His voice betrayed his astonishment as he struggled to put Yen's transformed appearance into words. "You look more... manly," Rotlitch finally confessed, at a loss for a better description.Yen raised an eyebrow in bewilderment. "What's that supposed to mean?"Rotlitch tried to find the right words. "You seem taller, wider, and, uhm... your face has a more masculine look than before," he admitted, a faint smile playing on his lips.Yen couldn't help but show some impatience. "Is that why you called me here? To simply stare at me and then give a
In one of the crowded wards of Blossom Hospital, filled with patients, bustling doctors, and diligent nurses, a sudden change seized everyone's attention. Amidst the constant murmur of voices and the soft hum of medical equipment, one patient's monitor had been beeping regularly until it unleashed an ear-piercing single beep, and then the beeping frequency began to slow noticeably.A vigilant nurse, her eyes scanning the screens, immediately noticed the anomaly and urgently called out, "Dr. Andre, patient 101's heart rate just plummeted."Only a second later, her voice filled with escalating panic as she observed the monitor. "It's still dropping!"Without a moment's delay, the doctor sprang into action. He darted towards the distressed nurse, his white coat fluttering behind him, and his eyes immediately locked onto the ominous readings on the monitor.The patient's heart rate had dwindled to a nearly flat line, and the doctor wasted no time issuing a sharp command. "Get me the defib
Yen's mind churned as he contemplated how to acquire these unique pills. The hospital had a stock of standard pills, but the modified version with traces of Qi essence required a different recipe and ingredients. He knew he couldn't rely on the hospital's resources for this.The challenge, however, was time. The patients were in critical condition, and he couldn't afford any delays. Yen realized he needed to make a quick decision and explore other alternatives to procure these specialized pills.Yen's eyes darted around the sterile hospital room as he contemplated the first option. The overhead fluorescent lights cast a harsh, clinical glow on everything. The hum of machines monitoring the patients provided a constant backdrop of tension.The seconds ticked away as Yen stood in the hospital room, the weight of his decision pressing down on him. The patients needed immediate treatment, and he couldn't afford to make the wrong choice.Yen's eyes flickered as he contemplated the two opti