Demon Progenitor Development Project

Before Muzan packed up the leftovers and took them back, he did a good deed.

Of course, that's just his opinion.

After finishing dinner, Muzan, reeking of blood, opened the door to the house that Granny Xiang had mentioned.

The tall medicine cabinets, along with various benches and furniture, and the pungent smell of various prepared medicines all mixed together.

The front of the Zhu family's house was used as a clinic to receive patients, while the back was where the Zhu family lived.

Muzan passed through the front hall and walked to the back room.

There are three houses in the back.

In one of the houses, faint lights could be seen through the windows, indicating that someone was still awake.

Tamayo's husband, with a lit candle, was doing carpentry work. He went to the storage room to work so as not to disturb his wife and children.

The family desperately needed money, so Zhu Shi's husband kept taking on various jobs to earn it.

The good deeds of the Tamayo couple in the past ensured that Tamayo's husband had no worries about orders.

In the dim candlelight, Tamayo's husband, his eyes bloodshot, carefully and silently planed the wood.

He's just that kind of quiet person; he'll only utter a sound if you ask him to.

Today, Yang Tai told him that Granny Xiang had come to take advantage of him again, which made him extremely annoyed, but he could only keep it to himself.

Muzan glanced at the man who was working, then walked directly to the largest room.

It smelled of women and children.

Muzan pushed open the door and entered.

Everything inside was clearly visible to Muzan.

Muzan went straight to the bookshelf and desk, and began looking at prescriptions and medical books.

The handwriting is neat and tidy, and the paper is clean, which makes people feel good just by looking at it.

He came specifically because the famous doctor was a woman.

Having once mimicked a woman, Muzan naturally understood the difficulty of producing a renowned female doctor in the medical profession.

The medical profession has always been dominated by men.

Even literacy was rare among women.

This Tamayo must have some real skills, otherwise she would have been suppressed by other envious men long ago.

Despite being tormented by illness, Tamayo still couldn't fall asleep at night.

She tossed and turned in bed, finally managing to drift off to sleep, but her sleep was very restless.

Outside, the wind howled, carrying snowflakes, as if it wanted to devour the whole world.

Inside, however, there was a deathly silence, with the only sound being the faint rustling of rough paper rubbing against each other, which sounded particularly clear and jarring at that moment.

Suddenly, Tamayo, lying on the hospital bed, abruptly opened her eyes. Her heart pounded violently, as if struck by a heavy hammer. Her body instantly stiffened, and she dared not even move a finger.

There are other people in the room.

Such a thought flashed through Tamayo's mind.

Just then, an unfamiliar voice rang out without warning: "Stop pretending to be asleep, Tamayo."

The voice seemed to come from the deepest hell, icy cold and deep, undoubtedly a man's voice.

Tamayo felt a chill spread rapidly down her spine and throughout her body, and a fine layer of cold sweat instantly appeared on her forehead.

Tamayo's mind raced as she pondered.

Who is the other party?

Thief?

Not too possible.

It was no secret that she was seriously ill and that her family had run out of savings, so it was unlikely that thieves would come to her house.

They specifically asked for her by name.

So who?

"Sir? Is there anything I can help you with? We don't have any money."

Tamayo's voice was calm yet revealed a hint of weakness.

"Your medical book is good."

Reading at this time?

Tamayo was very confused. How could she read a book in such darkness?

Immediately afterwards, Muzan asked about several ideas that were not yet fully written or were incomplete in the medical books.

There was no time to think too much; the other party's questions were extremely tricky, and Tamayo had no choice but to concentrate on thinking them through.

After the questions were answered, the room fell silent.

After confirming that the other party was not a con artist skilled in forgery, Muzan stated in an almost cold tone a cruel truth that the Tamayo family was unwilling to admit.

"You're going to die."

Upon hearing this, Tamayo's already pale face did not change much. Instead, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she put on a carefree smile.

That smile, however, contained endless bitterness and helplessness.

"I am indeed dying soon, what can I do? But it's for the best, at least my Yota won't have to worry about going hungry anymore, and my Yutaro won't have to work day and night anymore, things can be a little easier..."

Tamayo spoke slowly, her voice gentle yet carrying her deep concern and worry for her family.

Throughout her life, Tamayo's worries and anxieties have never been about her own life or safety, but rather about the future of her beloved husband and children.

Even when facing the threat of death, her first thought was still how to give them a better life.

As a doctor, she had long been accustomed to life and death.

Muzan closed the book in his hands, his gaze falling quietly on Tamayo. From her words, one could tell that this family must have once been filled with warmth and happiness.

"So, do you really want to live?" Muzan suddenly asked, his tone still so calm that it was hard to fathom his true intentions.

"Of course I want to! Who doesn't want to live? Especially when there are so many loved ones to take care of..."

Tamayo murmured to herself, a glint of longing flashing in her eyes.

Indeed, no one will easily give up hope of life, especially those who have loved ones to care about.

Muzan slowly stood up and walked towards Tamayo's bedside.

Tamayo's face was sunken and her eyes were silent, but one could still see that she had once been a beautiful woman.

"I will treat you. You may die or you may live, but even if you live, you will pay the price."

Tamayo hesitated.

She realized that the person sharing the room with him was a strange person.

Or is he really human?

Moreover, her tone and accent had a certain charm, like... a nobleman she had met before.

"What price?"

"Serve me and research medicine."

Muzan patiently recruited them.

Muzan had considered taking the demon doctor he had taken from Heian-kyo, but the doctor he had taken showed little enthusiasm for research. Under his pressure, some demons even tried to kill him and escape.

This forced Muzan to kill the other party.

In the end, all that could be done was to send those quack doctors back to Renguang's island.

"it is good."

Having already sensed the other party's impatience, Tamayo thought for a long time before gritting her teeth and agreeing.

As for the request, Tamayo dared not, faced with a creature that appeared to be non-human.

Muzan revealed a satisfied smile.

The next second, a scarlet fleshy arm appeared, protruding spikes that directly injected blood into Tamayo's body.

"Just consider it a good deed."

Seeing that he was unusually happy today and that this clever woman was quite sensible, Muzan decided to show mercy and also give some blood to her husband and son.

How can granting immortality and power not be considered a blessing?

He turned the entire family into ghosts.

That way, we can stay family forever, right?

After Muzan left the Tama family, the three newly born demons rushed towards the house next door. The neighbor didn't even have time to scream before being devoured by the demons.