NJadaka's body twitched violently, and the curves on the heart monitor fluctuated wildly.

T'Challa subconsciously took a step forward, but was pinned in place by a single glance from Lynn.

"Don't move."

Thirty seconds later, the All-Seeing Eye fed back the latest data.

The abnormal stem cell clusters at the core of the tumor were rapidly undergoing apoptosis.

The generation rate of Vibranium particles plummeted from seventeen thousand per second to less than five hundred.

The mineralization was contained.

Lynn began the cleanup.

Using a High-Frequency Oscillating Blade, he peeled the toxic mutant tumor away from the surface of the heart bit by bit. Every cut was precise to the micron level, needing to excise the mutated tissue without damaging the only remaining healthy myocardium beneath.

The entire process lasted forty-seven minutes.

By the time the last piece of toxic mutated tissue was removed and dropped into the metal tray, T'Challa found his back soaked in cold sweat.

Lynn sutured the incision, injected a second Neutralizing Serum for systemic detoxification, and then removed his gloves.

"The surgery is complete. The residual Vibranium deposits throughout the body will be gradually broken down and excreted by the serum over the next seventy-two hours."

"In three days, he'll be able to walk normally."

NJadaka's heart monitoring had returned to a steady waveform.

His skin tone was changing from gray back to a normal deep brown at a speed visible to the naked eye.

T'Challa stood by the operating table, looking at his uncle's recovering face, his lips moving several times.

Finally, he turned to Lynn and bowed deeply.

It was a standard Wakandan Royal Salute, used to express the highest level of respect and gratitude.

"Doctor Lynn, Wakanda owes you a debt of gratitude."

"It's not a debt of gratitude," Lynn said, rinsing his hands at the sink without looking back.

"It's two hundred kilograms of Vibranium and a set of technical blueprints. Deliver them within three days."

T'Challa straightened up and gave Lynn a long, deep look.

"It shall be done."

After saying those words, he turned to arrange for the guards to come in and transfer NJadaka.

The basement fell silent.

Lynn dried his hands and leaned against the console.

The system notification sounded in his mind right on time.

A golden system panel slowly unfolded across Lynn's retina.

【Ding! Successfully resolved high-dimensional mineral deep-level toxic mutation! Treatment Rating: S - Breathtaking!】

【Divine Hand Copy activated... Scanning target's core talents...】

【Core talents detected: Heart-Shaped Herb Mutation · Vibranium Resonance (S-Rank), Wakandan Royal Tactical Intuition (A-Rank)...】

【Copy Progress: 10%... 50%... 100%!】

【Ding! Copy complete! Obtained S-Rank talent: Vibranium Resonance · Absolute Kinetic Energy Absorption and Release!】

【Ability Details: Your body cells can actively absorb any kinetic energy Shockwave applied to the body surface, converting it into pure physical energy that can be stored and released. The greater the amount stored, the higher the destructive power upon release. The theoretical storage limit depends on your body's load capacity.】

Lynn closed his eyes for a moment.

A warm power with a metallic texture surged from deep within his bone marrow, flowing into every cell of his limbs and torso.

The energy film formed by his Immortal Divine Body on the surface of his skin was undergoing a subtle change; the molecular structure of the film became denser, and an internal layer of Hive-like energy buffer chambers appeared.

This was the core characteristic of Vibranium.

Absorption. Storage. Release.

Good stuff.

Lynn did not show any abnormality before NJadaka was carried away.

He saw off T'Challa and his guards as usual, then closed the clinic doors.

Then he went directly down to the deepest Explosion-Proof Chamber of the basement.

Three alloy doors closed in sequence.

Lynn took off his white coat and stood in the center of the Explosion-Proof Chamber wearing only a black tight-fitting base layer.

He wanted to test the boundaries of this new ability.

In the corner of the Explosion-Proof Chamber was an Automatic Defense Cannon he had installed long ago—three Gatling barrels, 12.7mm caliber, with a firing rate of four thousand rounds per minute.

He had salvaged and modified this from discarded S.H.I.E.L.D. equipment after the Battle of New York, originally intended for stress-testing the limits of the Immortal Divine Body.

"Fire."

He entered the command into the control panel.

The three Gatling barrels began to rotate simultaneously, emitting a low, buzzing growl.

Then, the bullets poured down.

The 12.7mm heavy rounds hit Lynn's bare chest at a muzzle velocity of eight hundred and ninety meters per second.

There was no blood. No wounds. Not even a red mark.

This kinetic energy, which would be enough to blow a normal person's body into fragments, was swallowed completely by the new energy buffer chambers on his body's surface without a single drop leaking out.

Lynn looked down at his chest.

He could feel the absorbed kinetic energy gathering inside his cells, like air being pumped into a balloon.

The kinetic energy from each bullet was converted into a warm, ready-to-burst power, stored quietly within his muscle fibers.

The bullets fired for a full ten seconds.

Approximately six hundred 12.7mm heavy rounds.

A faint purple-black shimmer emerged on Lynn's skin, a visualization of the kinetic energy storage reaching a certain threshold.

"Cease fire."

The Gatlings stopped.

Lynn flexed his fingers.

He could clearly perceive the total amount of kinetic energy currently stored in his body.

Roughly estimated, it was equivalent to the Shockwave of a fully loaded heavy truck hitting a wall at one hundred and twenty kilometers per hour.

That's enough.

He raised his right foot and lightly stomped the ground.

Not with brute force... but by instantly releasing all the stored kinetic energy in his body through that single point of contact on his sole.

"Boom...!"

The floor of the Explosion-Proof Chamber exploded outward in all directions from his foot.

The alloy floor, forged from a mixture of lead, Vibranium, and alien alloys, curled up like paper under the wash of the Shockwave.

Deep indentations appeared on all four walls simultaneously.

The nearest wall was smashed with a washbasin-sized crater, the alloy layers around the crater shattering in a radial pattern with cracks extending all the way to the ceiling.

Lynn stood in place, looking down at the crater he had stomped out.

The crater's diameter exceeded two meters.

The depth was about fifteen centimeters.

After the release was complete, the purple-black shimmer on his body also dissipated.

His body returned to a normal state without any sense of fatigue.

It was as if nothing had happened.

"Getting hit charges me up, and once charged, I can stomp the floor into collapse." Lynn pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, the corner of his mouth curling slightly.

"Physical defense has reached its peak. Now, even if the Hulk comes and punches me again, it'll be his own bones that shatter."

He held this ability in extremely high regard.

It meant that physical attacks against him were not only meaningless but were equivalent to charging him up.

The harder they hit him, the more it would hurt when he struck back.

This setup already had no rivals on Earth's physical level.

Lynn spent about two hours repairing the Explosion-Proof Chamber floor he had wrecked, then went back upstairs to the clinic to brew himself a pot of tea.

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