"It’s like a living knowledge repository," Ron was optimistic about the prospects of this technology:
"Each bloodline host is a mobile library, storing the wisdom and experience of countless generations of ancestors."
Franka heard this, and her face turned increasingly pale.
She began to realize that she was not just a carrier of a pathogen-related bloodline, but could be part of a delicately designed biological weapon.
Cassandra observed everyone’s reactions, her gaze carrying complex emotions.
She seemed to be assessing something, pondering the implications these theories could bring.
"Your theory is insightful," she finally spoke: "Especially the notion of artificial frequency modulation, though similar to some of my early ideas, your approach is more... viable."
She paused, her tone becoming more formal: "I think it’s time to share some deeper knowledge with you."
Cassandra took out a storage box from her cloak, with complex runes covering its surface that Ron had never seen before.
These runes slowly lit up upon her touch, releasing an unsettling energy fluctuation.
"Inside are some experimental data I’ve accumulated over the decades during expeditions in the Otherworld."
Her voice carried a mysterious depth:
"Though not top-secret, it should provide you with some reference value, especially regarding practical applications of bloodline atavism technology."
The storage box slowly opened, revealing several crystal data storages, each emitting different colored glows.
Ron could sense the massive information contained within, as if the lights carried the painful moans of countless Otherworld creatures.
"The red crystals record biological transformation experiments from the ’Flesh Furnace World,’ mainly covering the test results of bloodline compatibility and analyses of some failed cases."
Cassandra’s fingers gently stroked one of the blood-red storages:
"The indigenous races there have developed bloodline integration to unimaginable heights, enabling them to reorganize their physiological structures in real-time during combat."
Her eyes showed a reminiscent expression, but it was tinged with a creepy excitement:
"Of course, after we conquered that world, these technologies became our spoils. Those natives are now ’contributing’ their wisdom in our laboratories."
Eve shuddered subconsciously, detecting something chilling in her mother’s calm tone.
Franka was entirely frozen, starting to realize what kind of fate she might be facing.
"The blue ones come from the ’Crystal Coexistence Dimension,’ containing some energy frequency measurement data that might aid your frequency modulation research."
Cassandra continued her introduction:
"Creatures there can perfectly fuse with inorganic materials, creating semi-biological, semi-mechanical hybrids."
Ron carefully observed these storages; these were not simple academic research records but bloody results built upon countless lives’ suffering.
She looked up, her violet eyes meeting Ron’s:
"Although this data isn’t any core secret, it can’t be found through ordinary means.
I’m willing to share it with you because I see a unique potential in you."
"What potential are you referring to?" Ron asked cautiously.
"A calm rationality and a research spirit unbound by morality."
Cassandra’s answer made the room’s atmosphere even more oppressive:
"True knowledge explorers aren’t swayed by notions of good and evil; they are concerned only with truth itself."
Her gaze drifted between Ron and the terrified Eve:
"Most modern Wizards, when confronting these modification experiments, are disturbed by emotions, questioning their ’legitimacy.’ But true scholars understand there is no distinction of good and evil in knowledge, only differences in value."
She looked at her daughter, noticing the expression of fear on Eve’s face, her eyes full of disappointment.
"Eve is still too young to understand the true rules of this world."
Her tone carried a hint of regret:
"Perhaps one day she’ll realize that in this universe where the strong prey on the weak, mercy is just weak self-consolation."
"Regarding the achievements of pathogen-related bloodlines."
Cassandra suddenly shifted the topic, her tone carrying a special pride:
"The foundation of this technology actually comes from our clan’s ancestor—Lord Hector."
Upon hearing the name "Hector," Ron’s heartbeat quickened slightly.
That was the name before the King of Absurdity ascended the throne.
"The ancestor proposed the concept of ’perfect bloodline’ in the early days of the last epoch and published relevant papers on the ’Monument of Truth.’
To this day, that paper is still considered an absolute classic in Bloodline Studies."
The ’Monument of Truth,’ the most authoritative academic journal in the Wizard World, publishing results there is...
Ron had a clear understanding of the weight of this information.
"His vision was to create a bloodline with infinite adaptability, capable of automatically adjusting traits according to environment and needs. The pathogen-related bloodline is a preliminary realization of this concept."
"And my contribution is..."
Cassandra’s tone became more professional:
"Integrating Abyssal adaptive factors into the traditional pathogen-related structure. These Abyssal factors not only enhanced bloodline compatibility but also endowed them with certain... special functions."