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"Shouldn't a higher level of technology cause less pain?" Jin Wuyou was also puzzled by this.

"No, the more advanced the technology, the more functions it has, and the stronger its combat power. Whether it's advanced or low-level, it's all about sacrificing comfort in exchange for extremely high combat power."

"The more advanced and powerful it is, the more painful it is. During the modification process, it is even easy to have a mental breakdown, which can be described as double torture. However, once the body adapts, the mechanical body is not only as flexible as the original body, but also not easy to get injured. It can easily unleash energy that humans cannot unleash."

"But the painful part isn't just the transformation process itself; the adjustment period after the transformation is even more excruciating. My cousin has already adapted to the second stage of transformation, and it's indeed time for the third stage," Yu Guming, who had some knowledge of this, explained to her.

"Uh... cousin, you've worked hard. I'll cheer you on."

"So we're not going back to the Jin family? I think Cousin Yiling has adapted to the first stage of transformation, and my father has arranged a second transformation for him, just like Cousin Xicheng, which is the highest level."

“My dad said he’ll cover all the renovations you’re going to do.”

Although Yu Zheng meant well, the biggest difference between this and giving a child a test paper as a birthday gift is that the test paper doesn't cost much, but these body modification kits will take up most of Yu Zheng's savings.

“Cousin, you’re not a child anymore. When are you going to have your body modified?” Lan Xicheng suddenly looked up at Yu Guming, a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"I have to wait until my body is fully recovered, and I don't know when that will be. It's impossible to complete the transformation before I come of age." Yu Guming never thought of escaping this issue. He was the Crown Prince, a fact known throughout the entire empire, although many people hoped he would die soon.

He will take responsibility.

They may be afraid, they may cry out in pain, but they will never run away. Deep down, they yearn to become stronger.

This is probably the difference between interstellar children and ancient Earth children.

"What will happen to my brother if I don't go back?"

Jin Wuyou asked this question.

“What’s the big deal? My grandfather and father both said that the Thunder Star is not safe, so we should arrange the surgery in the palace.”

"Moreover, my cousin and I are using the same transformation team. I was on the first day and he was on the second day. We just need to bring him directly into the palace."

Lan Mingsheng did indeed make that arrangement.

The day of the body modification arrived unexpectedly. On the eve of the surgery, everyone waited outside the scheduled operating room.

Watching carts carrying rows of gleaming silver scissors and scalpels enter the operating room, Jin Wuyou and Yu Guming felt their scalps tingle.

Jin Yiling's hands were trembling as he watched.

"Brother, don't be afraid, I'll stay with you," Jin Wuyou comforted Jin Yiling, holding his hand.

"Brother is alright." Jin Yiling rubbed Jin Wuyou's head, his smile forced though he was smiling.

"Don't worry, don't worry, cousin!"

Lan Xicheng was then strapped to the operating table and brought over on a trolley.

Feeling like she was about to enter the operating room, Lan Xicheng quickly called out to Jin Wuyou.

"Cousin, I'm here."

"May I go in?" Jin Wuyou asked the doctor, looking up at him.

"Yes, but it will be very bloody, and I'm afraid Miss will feel uncomfortable."

The process of body modification was exactly the same as the dismemberment case she had seen in her previous life, the only difference being that one person was already dead, while this person was still alive.

Even if she were an adult soul, witnessing the whole process would still give her nightmares.

"Can I turn my back and not look?" She had promised her cousin that she would stay with him, so she could take a step back, but she could never back down completely.

"It's up to you. Please put on the protective suit. You are free to move around in that area."

“Can I come along? My daughter might be scared.” Jin Hanxi also stepped forward, but he did so to be with his daughter.

"You can't, sir. Your mental power is too aggressive. Even just standing there will have an effect." The doctor refused, and letting Jin Wuyou in was already a favor.

He pointed Jin Wuyou in a direction and then continued preparing for the surgery.

"Dad, it's okay." Jin Wuyou patted Jin Hanxi's hand to comfort him, then walked into the operating room with his back to the operating table.

The moment she released her spiritual power, she froze.

Damn it, both mental energy and mental threads possess the ability to perceive. If you extend your mental energy and mental threads over there, even if she has her back to you, you can still see the whole scene in your mind.

The doctors didn't care about anything else and pushed Lan Xicheng inside.

Even during surgery, for the Crown Prince's safety, Lan Xicheng's personal guards stayed by his side the whole time, and Jin Wuyou asked his guards to bring him a chair.

She sat in the chair and released her spiritual energy to communicate with Lan Xicheng's spiritual threads.

Now that things had come to this, Jin Wuyou could only try to ignore the scissors and knives and focus solely on her cousin.

Lan Xicheng was tense to the core.

The pain of body modification is manageable the first time when you know nothing about the modification and are only filled with excitement. But once you've experienced it once, the second and third times are not only physically torturous, but also psychologically torturous.

The surgery began quickly, and the lights in the room were turned on.

The doctor began the incision. At this point, a little anesthetic was applied. Lan Xicheng could feel it, but it wasn't very painful, and she could still bear it.

When they removed his modified mechanical limbs from his body, no amount of anesthesia could help, and Lan Xicheng's screams nearly lifted the roof off.

Jin Wuyou gripped the armrest of the chair tightly. Lan Xicheng's screams were almost piercing her eardrums. Her mental energy was still trying to calm Lan Xicheng down, but she couldn't help but see the dismembered limbs and the blood all over the bed.

The doctors, used to it, continued with their work.

Her hair was practically standing on end.

She couldn't share her cousin's pain, nor did she want to. She could only release more spiritual power and, at the same time, pluck a divine flower from her spiritual sea, crush it, and send it into Lan Xicheng's body along with the spiritual threads.

On many of the machines nearby, Lan Xicheng's fluctuating health indicators stabilized, and even her extremely high pain levels decreased.

The doctors watched with curiosity as Jin Wuyou continued to release his spiritual energy.

Their professional ethics compelled them to immediately focus on the surgery.

After all the physical indicators stabilized, the doctors sped up their work, and the surgery, which was usually delayed, was completed ahead of schedule this time, which even the doctors found incredible.

After the surgery, Lan Xicheng remained conscious.

He clearly remembered that he had been dizzy for two whole days during his last transformation.

This time it was far less painful than last time, all thanks to Wuyou.

He turned his head and looked around, but Jin Wuyou sat in the chair, having lost all his strength.

She needs to take a break, both mentally and physically.

“Miss Wuyou, let me take you out.” Lan Xicheng’s personal guard captain squatted down beside her and said softly.

Compared to Lan Xicheng, Jin Wuyou's stubbornness is even more heartbreaking. This was originally none of her business, but she stayed because she had promised her brother.

Most interstellar children under the age of ten act according to their own nature. If it were Prince Xiping today, he would probably have run away long ago.

"OK, thanks."

As soon as Jin Wuyou reached out her hand, the captain of the guards was pushed aside. Lan Mingsheng and Jin Hanxi scrambled to get in front of her, but in the end, Jin Hanxi picked her up first.

"Were you scared? Dad's here. Take a rest, Wuyou."