Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 262 - 196: Getting a Few Injections_3

Chapter 262: Chapter 196: Getting a Few Injections_3

Feng Yi understood, "So, what Ji’s laboratory needs are specific enzymes and substances from the venom?"

"Yes! When ’Progenitor S’ activator protein mix was in high demand, many tried to synthetically produce one of the activator proteins, but they all failed eventually. There would always be errors at some stage of the process or another, and even if synthesized, it would lose its activity very fast. Of course, there were suspicions about whether these enzymes could actually be synthesized artificially or whether they come from another biological source. But to this day, they still haven’t found it."

Finding it would be strange!

"Why didn’t anyone suspect that biological source might be... snakes?" Feng Yi asked.

After all, the core laboratory claimed to the public that, as a byproduct of research on broad-spectrum anti-snake venom medicine, these specific enzymes could be obtained through artificial synthesis. Didn’t anyone suspect that these specific enzymes were extracted from snakes?

"Some did suspect, but the activator proteins in ’Progenitor S’ have very different and more complex spatial structures compared to natural snake venom proteins," Wu said. "Once the Progenitor laboratory gets your venom, one of the first steps of what they call initial processing is to filter out those special enzymes and substances. When these enzymes are no longer efficient and can’t produce more of the target substance, new ones need to be extracted."

Feng Yi realized, "They need to provide venom periodically but not daily because the enzymes they extract can last many days!"

"Exactly. They store the leftover venom, which they don’t need after extracting the specific enzymes and required substances, as inventory. If you go on a business trip or attend other events and can’t supply them for a month or a few months, they will use that inventory. Of course, that’s assuming they have inventory!"

Feng Yi understood, "It’s similar to ’charge for five minutes, talk for two hours,’ more or less."

Wu: ???

A moment of silence.

"Any other questions?" Wu asked.

"No more questions about the venom... can you do acupuncture?" Feng Yi asked.

The abrupt shift in topic threw Wu off, and he struggled to keep up, "Yes."

"Do you have the tools?"

"Yes."

"Come on, give me a few needles."

"...Is there some discomfort? I need to understand your needs first, acupuncture isn’t something you do haphazardly."

"Try a few needles in my legs. I can definitely feel that my lower body is more rigid than two days ago."

Before coming downstairs, Feng Yi was scrolling through his phone and saw someone talking about acupuncture in a chat group. He thought he might as well give it a try, especially since he had a jack-of-all-trades like Wu at hand.

He had gotten used to sitting cross-legged, but he couldn’t manage it today. His tail had become clumsy, losing its usual agility, and he wondered if acupuncture could provide some relief.

Wu didn’t immediately agree, though.

When Feng Yi mentioned his "lower body," Wu automatically thought of "tail." A stiff tail was indeed a big problem.

"...What kind of stiffness is it?" Wu asked.

"Sitting cross-legged is becoming difficult."

Wu paused, pondering for a moment, then extended a finger, drawing a spiral in the air: "This kind of... sitting cross-legged?"

"Yeah!"

Wu: "...Got it. But needling might not be necessary; it may not be the right treatment. First, we need to figure out the cause of this condition."

Feng Yi sighed lightly, "Nothing else, just that it’s close to Early March, and I feel like I’m about to shed my skin. My legs don’t feel so great, and when I heard someone mention acupuncture, I wanted to see if it could ease it a bit."

On hearing this, Wu’s brow furrowed, "Your instincts are still very sharp. If that’s the case, these symptoms are just a sign that you’re about to shed your skin and you don’t need acupuncture. Let me check the current state of your legs first."

One couldn’t needle the original form, the scale protection was too strong. If you really needed acupuncture, it would definitely be on the legs.

Feng Yi lifted his foot and rolled up his trouser leg.

At first glance, it didn’t seem much different from a normal person.

Wu pressed down, feeling the state of the skin and muscles.

"Sorry, my skills are limited, I can’t do it."

It might look somewhat human on the surface, but underneath, the difference from a normal person was clear, and the needles might not even hit the right acupuncture points if inserted.