Thump! Thump!
Vincent could hear his own heartbeat. He mentally ran through his whole body. He could feel his blood circulating, and the senses that seemed vague previously had now become clearer. Ultimately, a strange looking picture appeared in front of his eyes.
There were no colors, only structures in this picture. It was like a three-dimensional model or a planar graph created using CAD. The skin, muscles, bones, arteries and internal organs were all shown in the picture, formed by multiple sub-units.
Vincent could even feel the thickness of his skin, the length of his bones, and the sizes of his internal organs. However, as his mind power was not powerful enough, he was still unable to reach the cellular level. He could only vaguely sense it.
Vincent could see the dark shadow in his lungs. The cancer cells, which had been separated from the healthy cells, had been increasing. Amassing, they had started to form a tumor.
Cancer cells are cells that divide continually, forming solid tumors or flooding the blood or lymph with abnormal cells. Cancer cells differ from normal cells in many ways, such as ignoring signals to stop dividing, invading nearby tissues, and spreading to distant parts of the body. Cancer cells are not considered pathogens, so the immune system does not attack them.
I have succeeded!
The moment that Vincent became excited, he found himself coming out from the God-like Perspective, and was no longer able to maintain stable meditation or calm state of mind. Instead, he immediately went to his study table, which was filled with medical and cancer-related books.
Vincent was prepared for his experiments. He had read up on a number of books, and ever since he had awakened his mind power, he felt that he was smarter and more wired to learn. Previously, he had to read through things a few times in order to comprehend what was written, but now he just had to scan through it once, and he was able to remember and understand it.
When the body experiences a long period of sub-optimal health conditions, the cells start to resist the body, and that is what causes cancer. It was not a pathogen. Previously, Vincent had given up hope on beating his cancer, but after understanding it, he realized that it was not as terrifying as he had first thought.
As cancer cells were not considered a pathogen, the body’s immune system would not kill these cancer cells. Man contracted cancer not because they were infected by a pathogen, but because the body was in a state of perpetual decay. As such, when one became unhealthy, some of the cells began to resist the body, in a sort of mutiny. Should the condition persist, the “rebellious army” would expand, form a tumor, and gradually spread through the body.
Therefore, killing the cancer cells would not solve the root of the problem. If the problems of the body have not been resolved, one would develop cancer again. When the body becomes healthier and the person’s state of mind gets better, his cancer would then be under control. In fact, there were a number of cases, whereby cancer was cured on its own.
In light of this knowledge, Vincent had decided to make adjustments to his body’s condition. After which, he would urge his body to destroy the cancer cells from within in order to treat his lung cancer. From what Vincent knew, this method should be feasible.
For the next few days, Vincent read a great deal of medical related books. He even got a copy of the class schedule of the Medical Faculty in Knoxville University and sat in the classes for the topics that he was interested in. During his free time, he would go on dates with Phoebe.
After coming up with a plan, Vincent started to carry out this plan to heal his body.
Glands and hormones are part of the endocrine system, which regulates many functions in the body. Glands are organs that produce and secrete hormones, which are chemical messengers that travel through the bloodstream to target cells. Hormones control processes such as growth, development, metabolism, reproduction, and stress response. There are many glands in the body, such as the thyroid, pituitary, adrenal, and pancreas
Different glands released different hormones. The eight glands in the human body controlled the growth, development, metabolism, and puberty of the body through the hormones they secreted. He figured that, as long as he could control his glands, he would be able to control his body, height, size, shape, strength, stamina, sexuality, intelligence, and much more!
Vincent had decided to stimulate the glands in his body in order to produce hormones that could control his development and health. He wanted to adjust his hormonal system to improve his health, which was suboptimal due to work and other environmental factors, to that of a professional athlete. Through these adjustments, he hoped to get rid of the cancer cells and cure his disease.
Through his mental strength, Vincent first stimulated and controlled the secretion of the growth hormone from the pituitary gland. This would stimulate his development again.
After which, he stimulated his adrenal, pancreas, and thyroid glands in order to secrete a reasonable number of hormones to adjust his body to a perfect condition. Naturally, he had stimulated his sex gland as well. He tested out the list according to his plan.
After he exited the Introspect status, he recorded the data and changes that had taken place after he examined his body. Although he could see the changes inside his body, he could not feel anything yet. It was as if nothing had happened.
In the next few days, Vincent felt a tremendous change in his body. His body ached all over, this indicated that his body was re-developing. His bones were growing again. Previously, he would cough when it was cold at night, but this condition had improved. Furthermore, although he did not train, he was building up muscle.
Through research, Vincent knew how each gland affected the different parts of his body. Through the stimulation of each particular gland, he would also gradually adjust his body’s condition. This adjustment would take a long period of time, since he had to take it slowly, just in case it backfired.
Initially, Vincent felt numb, even when he was walking. He ached all over and felt extremely itchy. For a number of days, he laid on his bed and sofa, not feeling like moving. He also had an increase in appetite. When Vincent gradually adjusted the level of the secretion of the hormones, these conditions became milder.
Vincent realized that, during this period of two weeks, he had grown taller. And, where there used to be blemishes on his skin, his skin had now become tender and fair, like a baby’s. His muscles had also become more defined. Although Vincent did not work out, he felt as though he had been exercising every day. His muscles had been stimulated and were growing healthily.
Most importantly, Vincent realized that the dark shadow in his body had started to fade. A large amount of cancer cells in his lungs had already died off, having then been released through his excretory system. He was no longer coughing either.
As he stood before the mirror with his shorts on, Vincent barely recognized himself. He saw a tall and handsome man in the reflection! His body was proportioned with Golden Ratio, with well-defined muscles. His face had softened and he had clear-cut feature. His eyes looked bright and full of energy. He looked like a celebrity or model in the front page of limited edition magazines. He had become better looking than all of those celebrities, even compared to their photoshopped images.
Vincent had not looked at himself in the mirror for a long time. He was surprised to see such a great change. It explained Phoebe had told him that he had changed a lot, when he went to his yoga class the day before.
Is this really me?
Vincent stood in front of the mirror, wondering, with his jaw hanging open.
Over the past two weeks, other than attending the personal yoga classes and going to Phoebe’s house, Victor had been mostly staying at home. Today, while he was out, he found something amiss. Everyone who walked past him turned around to stare at him. There were even a few times when he actually caught sight of people secretly taking photographs of him. He looks so handsome! Is he some comic character? Is he a celebrity? He is so elegant! He seems to have a mixed ethnicity. He looks so gorgeous. His eyes are so charming! Oh no! I have been lovestruck. He’s looking at me! Along the way, weird thoughts flooded Vincent’s mind continuously. When Vincent looked at himself in the mirror, he only felt that he looked good and was not really bothered. However, when others looked at him, it seemed that Vincent had undergone an astonishing change. For instance, when he went to the café for a meal, the waitress actually secretly passed him her mobile number, and many girls came up with dif
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