Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!-Chapter 705 - 227 Please, give it to me! Once you’ve experienced this, you can never let it go! (10K)_2

This Magic Workshop was essentially a temporary facility for Kael to conduct Gluttonous Slime modifications.

Although now Gluttonous Slimes can be combined with Rangers or other races to transform into Blight Knights without Kael's personal adjustments, some of the earlier modifications still needed to be carried out in this workshop.

Hmm...

The Gluttonous Slime Girl aircraft that every player in Lancaster is trying to possess was born in this workshop.

But Kael had long seen through these players' little schemes.

To become an ordinary Blight Knight, Kael Territory also has related services, and the person in charge of this service is still a teacher from the Secret Scroll Mage Academy.

But to become a Blight Knight of Kael's version, the price to pay is somewhat steep.

Although Kael has plenty of fans among the player community, without doubt, even among those fan players, the number willing to be dominated by Kael after their appointment is minuscule.

People play games to feel exhilarated and to escape the troubles of life, not to find trouble for themselves or to be someone else's dog.

Nor would they praise a game company's past glory and interesting gameplay approach if it ended up pushing an "electronic urn" onto players, and still stand from the game's perspective to extol it wildly.

"Care for a drink? The signature beverage, Blizzard Green Tea from the Gluttonous Slime Ranch, I always make a few cups for myself whenever I come here to concoct a new batch of Gluttonous Slimes.

Elves are quite fond of drinking tea, aren't they? This one has a dense and rich tea flavor, which should quite suit your dietary habits."

"Tha...thank you."

Adela was somewhat nervous; after all, she was now at a critical juncture in her destiny. In the past, all she needed to do was to continuously train, grow, and then naturally climb the professional ladder.

But this time, she encountered a completely foreign future.

Her fear of the future stemmed from the unknown.

The Longshot Strike Team's plan sounded overly attractive, but there were few who would consider the "risk" beneath that proposed attractiveness – something that no one wanted to scrutinize carefully.

She took the freshly-made Blizzard Green Tea from Kael's hand, drank it in one gulp, and her face revealed a look of astonishment.

"How does it taste?"

"Delicious tea!" Adela whispered softly.

"Did it help calm your nerves a bit?"

"Indeed, it did help a little," Adela responded candidly.

"Then go lie down on the experiment platform! There's not much time left for the Elf Ranger."

Adela nodded and resolutely lay down on a metal platform.

The experiment platform, quietly adjusted by the goblins of Wandong City over this period, produced metal rings that bound and securely fixed Adela's body in place automatically.

"Before the experiment starts, is there anything you want to say?"

"I will obediently be your dog, doing whatever is needed, just please don't treat my kin like low-value consumables to be easily discarded, alright?"

Kael snorted lightly: "Do whatever is needed? Even without this incident, if I told you to do something, could you possibly resist?"

The Magic Silk Threads that Kael subtly extended outward could sense someone—oh no, an Elf—quietly approaching.

It had to be said, they were rightly fond of outdoor combat, those Elf Rangers.

If it were not for the Magic Workshop itself having an additional detection system, and Kael having added another layer of insurance, it would not have been so easy to detect this deliberately hidden Elf Ranger.

He had no intention of calling out this person.

What contemporary drama could be more vivid than wantonly manipulating those in the eyes of their nominal Commander, right in front of the Elf Rangers?

Some were willing to be the mouthpiece for public opinion propaganda, which Kael would certainly be delighted with.

After all, in the end, when people acknowledge the righteousness of the outcome and revel in the benefits, they would start to empathize.

The two stopped talking, and Kael began to focus wholeheartedly on covering Adela's muscular cellular structure.

Adela lay on the experiment platform, her expression as cold as the snow in February.

She actually did not fear pain, feeling parts of her skin being penetrated by the Gluttonous Slime and permeated by the burning Totem Power into her body's internals.

The icy sensation was shivering.

Aister's body, as if it were a ghostly apparition behind him, emerged behind Kael, collaborating with him in controlling the transformation.

Within Aister's body, he had long stored a vast amount of "raw materials" derived from various races.

Without much control from Kael, Aister extracted the anti-atrophy protein that Kael needed and implanted it into the body of Adela's Gluttonous Slime.

Somehow, Adela felt as though something critically important had left her in a trance.

Had it been under the Holy Land, she might not have felt such a pronounced change.

If you're weak enough, you'll find that even when the threat of death looms, you won't even have the time to react.

But Adela was different.

She was from the Holy Land, having nearly full control over her body's every aspect, and now, with the interference of Kael's power, she distinctly felt she was becoming less and less like herself.