Bloodhound’s Regression Instinct

Chapter 3

The next morning.

Yan woke up in the dark blood chamber and immediately checked his body and lost his appetite.

“Ugh.”

The mana he had absorbed fully while running yesterday had all disappeared without a trace.

‘But at least I have some idea of how to use this in the future.’

It’s not that all the usefulness is gone just because the condensation is not possible.

If running is possible, then use it in a different way.

‘Strong Body Modification.’

There is something called the ‘Strong Body Technique’.

A great method that was accidentally created by the Huangli Research Institute while researching the taboo (forbidden) after 10 years.

This forcibly tore and modified the muscles and bones of the body, making it possible to artificially create a metamorphosis and a complete transformation.

Because of this, countless strong bones popped out in the later Dragon Child Project.

Of course, the sooner you learn the Strong Body Technique, the faster you can have a much better talent.

But Yan encountered this in his previous life when he was over thirty.

When the physical potential was completely closed.

‘But I did it.’

Everyone said it wouldn’t work.

But Yan clenched his teeth and thoroughly trained the Strong Body Technique.

And after a long time, he succeeded in blooming the lost talent again.

There was a reason why a talentless 974th special team member became a special team leader.

‘And now I’m going to train that again. Based on the energy I ran with the Breath of the Divine Dragon.’

The energy drawn in by the ‘Breath of the Divine Dragon’ is very pure.

If you modify your body with it, the efficiency will be very good, and the growth rate will be amazing.

Especially now that the potential is somewhat open in the mid-teens.

Compared to his previous life, everything was too good.

Woodeuk. Woodeuk.

Yan got up from his seat and twisted his body here and there.

He wanted to loosen his body before he started training the Strong Body Technique.

The sound of the muscles and bones twisting was terrible.

But.

Yan somehow couldn’t like that sound enough.

* * *

“Get up, you wormy bastards!”

“The sun is up. If you keep lying down, I’ll take it as a sign that you want to get beaten!”

The instructors, wielding clubs, shouted loudly and entered the blood chamber.

They passed by Yan, who was already up, and glared at the trainees who were still in dreamland.

“These bastards!”

The clubs swung.

Thwack! Thwack!

The instructors mercilessly beat the kids.

The trainees who were hit seemed to come to their senses and said things like “I’m sorry”, “Please forgive me” and got up from their seats.

After a round of commotion.

Nearly thirty people who were in the blood chamber gathered outside the blood chamber.

The instructors checked each face and then led the trainees to another place.

Yan, who was walking in line with them, turned his eyes slightly to the side.

Towards the trainee, Roman, who had a face full of annoyance.

He screamed when he was hit by the club, but he never uttered a word of repentance.

‘Was he always this tough?’

He remembered vividly what kind of test he had taken in his previous life, what the instructors and the chief instructor were like, and so on.

But he had completely forgotten about Roman, who had been his roommate.

Yan shook his head and looked up when the line stopped.

The training ground.

It was exactly the same as his past memory.

The only difference was that it looked a bit cleaner?

Looking around, there were only trainees in the 900s like Yan.

It seemed that they divided the class by 100 people according to the number and taught them separately.

‘He didn’t come, I guess.’

Fortunately, the chief instructor was not visible.

After all, if that bastard personally taught the weapon technique, most of the trainees would die.

“Pick up any weapon from the back and stand in your designated place.”

A man who looked like a weapon technique instructor said, and the trainees walked nervously to where the weapons were scattered.

There were big swords, daggers, strange weapons like daggers and whips, and blunt weapons like maces.

Yan picked up a normal-shaped long sword.

And he went to the place where 974 was written on the floor.

* * *

The weapon technique training time was 2 hours, and there was nothing particularly difficult.

It was something I could do with my eyes closed, but they taught it seriously…

‘I should just go along with it and look for a timing to get out.’

Yan turned his body at the instructor’s words to put the weapon on the table behind him.

“974, long sword. I confirmed it, so put it down and join the line.”

“Yes, yes.”

Yan made a nonchalant expression and walked towards the place where he first picked up the sword.

Then something caught his eye.

‘A dagger?’

Someone had put a dagger where the long sword was supposed to be.

Yan’s mouth curled up.

Such a lucky coincidence?

He thought so and casually put the long sword back in its place.

Then he grabbed the tip of the dagger with his pinky and middle finger and hid it behind his wrist.

Then he scratched the back of his head naturally and let the dagger slide down his sleeve.

Thud.

The dagger that came down from above touched his side very naturally.

He felt a sharp sensation.

Yan glanced sideways.

“976, spear. I confirmed it, so put it down and join the line.”

Fortunately, the instructor didn’t seem to notice.

He didn’t even think he would get caught in the first place.

‘Well, of course. How good is my skill.’

Yan enjoyed the cool sensation on his side and walked out happily.

He was worried about how to make an escape route.

But he got a tool in an instant.

* * *

It had been 3 days since the weapon technique training started.

Every time the training ended, there was always a meal time waiting.

The place where they followed the instructor to the cafeteria.

The students in the 900s each grabbed their utensils and filled their food.

Their movements were watched by Roman’s subordinates.

“Boss, that guy is in the 900s, right?”

They had been whispering among themselves.

One of the subordinates asked Roman quietly.

They had realized the meaning of the number to some extent, but Yan’s number was still an unsolved mystery to them.

At that, Roman, who had been quietly stuffing his food, slammed his plate down in front of him.

And he glared at the subordinate with a frown.

“So what, what do you want me to do?”

Roman’s sharp voice.

The subordinates shrank their necks and focused on their meal again.

But the one who had asked Roman directly couldn’t do that.

“Th-that is… I mean…”

He realized how it would sound to Roman now.

Roman glared at him for a while and then concentrated on his meal again.

In fact, he was the most suspicious and incomprehensible about Yan’s number.

‘Suspicious bastard.’

He knew it well because he had been beaten by Yan himself.

He was not his subordinate at all.

‘And weird bastard.’

From the beginning to now, they had been in the same room.

But there was no minimum interaction. He didn’t even seem to want to.

His usual actions were also strange.

He would sit blankly for hours by himself, or suddenly get up and do weird movements.

He was an incomprehensible guy.

But he didn’t feel the need to get close to him. Of course, he still had a grudge about the last time.

“Just stop worrying about him and eat your food.”

He said that, but he was still bothered by Yan.

* * *

While Roman and his subordinates were having a conversation about Yan.

Squeak. Squeak.

A very faint sound echoed in the stinky bathroom.

Yan, who was diligently digging a hole in the wall with a dagger in the bathroom stall, had sweat beads on his forehead. He checked the progress of his work and stretched out.

“Phew! It takes quite a long time to dig this by myself.”

For the past 3 days, Yan had been acting as inconspicuously as possible to the instructors.

Thanks to that, he was able to go to the bathroom without much interference or suspicion as long as he kept the time well.

As a result.

He seemed to have reached the vicinity of the secret passage by now.

‘Will I be able to get out by tomorrow?’

The first test of the Blade Mountain Range was not far away.

That’s when the real hell road would begin.

The trainees would die, and the brainwashing would start.

The chief instructor’s hysteria would also get stronger.

‘I can’t do that crazy shit again. I have to leave this place before that.’

Yan was lost in thought when, he must have touched something wrong.

Whoosh!

Water leaked out from the inside.

At that, Yan instinctively pulled his body back.

“Damn!”

The pipe must have burst from the constant impact of making the hole.

And.

Bang bang bang bang! Bang bang!

“What are you doing in there, hurry up!”

The instructor outside the door pounded on the door as if to break it and shouted.

‘Shit.’

He clenched his teeth.

If the instructor came in, it would be a disaster.

He wouldn’t just let this go.

Yan quickly found the burst pipe and stabbed it with a dagger.

Squeak. Squeak.

He twisted it a few times to stop the water.

Of course, this was only a temporary measure. If he didn’t fix it further, the water would burst out bigger soon.

But he didn’t bother to block it properly.

‘Anyway, I’m leaving tomorrow.’

Fortunately, the temporary patch seemed to last until tomorrow evening.

Yan smiled slyly and changed his expression to look as pitiful as possible and opened the bathroom door.

Thwack!

As soon as he came out, the instructor hit Yan’s head.

“Hurry up, 974!”

Yan bit his lower lip at the pain in his head.

‘Bastard.’

But he wasn’t very angry.

Who would be the first to ‘take responsibility’ when he left tomorrow?

‘It would be fun to watch.’

He was only sorry that he couldn’t see it.

So Yan joined the line back to the blood chamber with a smirk.

* * *

After all the training sessions were over.

Yan had a headache about how to lure the bait for his plan.

He couldn’t move alone if he wanted his escape tomorrow to go smoothly.

‘I need at least four more people.’

From adding manpower for securing the secret passage, to distracting the instructors’ attention when the escape was discovered.

They had to be heavy-mouthed, but smart.

The best ones were the trainees in the 0s, but they were hard to approach, so they were excluded.

Excluding them, the most satisfactory candidate was Roman of the 12s.

‘How do I lure him?’

Yan organized his thoughts on one side of his head, and moved his body slowly on the other.

A basic exercise that would look very simple to others.

But.

The series of processes that took place in his body were not like that at all.

“Inhale…!”

With a single breath, his whole body muscles tensed up.

At the same time, the energy that was born from the half-finished ‘Breath of the Divine Dragon’ ran around his body, awakening his senses and making his fibers hard.

His body became heavy in an instant.

As if he had swallowed a sponge full of water.

Crack. Crack.

The moment he moved his arm slowly, his shoulders, triceps and biceps all screamed in pain. The muscles were forcibly clumped together, and the bones shifted slightly out of place.

It was inevitable to suffer a lot of pain from biting the muscles and bones.

But Yan only had bloodshot eyes, and didn’t make a sound.

He knew that the weight that was pressing down on his body would disappear as soon as he exhaled the breath he had taken in.

The Strong Body Technique starts from putting an absolute overload on the body.

It gives a strong stress to the body by artificially pressing it, and leads to rapid growth in the process of overcoming it.

The Strong Body Technique was classified into three stages.

The first was Bone Replacement.

It was to reassemble the position of the skeleton and make it into a martial bone.

The second was Fetal Abduction.

It was to change the fibers that make up the muscles into steel-like hardness and increase the physical ability to the maximum.

And the last third was.

‘Transformation.’

It was to change the constitution into the best one that could accept the mana stream, the source of all things, or more precisely, the mana stream that resembled the original energy.

‘Anyone can reach the second stage of Fetal Abduction depending on their effort. But the third stage is only for the chosen ones.’

There were various factors for the ‘choice’ that was required for that condition.

Talent.

Or spirituality.

It was only possible with a blessed quality.

And of course, Yan’s current state had nothing to do with it.

‘But there is a way to awaken the talent that I don’t have.’

It was a very easy way if it was easy.

Elixir.

If there was an elixir that had such a great effect that it could awaken the talent of the sky.

Or if there was an energy that was pure enough to resemble the original energy of the mana stream.

‘I can reach the third stage without any problem.’

Of course, it was very difficult to get such an elixir.

Even if you searched the royal treasury, there would be only a few.

The problem was that he needed more than one elixir.

Not to mention a trainee of the lowest rank 974, there was no chance of getting such an elixir.

But Yan was not worried.

He knew several places where such elixirs were hidden.

“Phew.”

Yan savored the energy that was still running around his body.

The pain that came from the bones changing their position made his veins bulge.

His top was soaked with cold sweat, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Every time he moved one step, the floor shook as if an elephant had passed by.

Crunch. Crunch.

His body begged him to stop the pain.

His stamina ran out quickly.

But for Yan, it was just the beginning.

Crunch.