"However, the timing we’ll change it to and what will we change is still a problem," Garen mulled while he remained seated.
An impossible plan lingered in his mind, and whether this plan would succeed depended on the research conclusions observed in this period of time.
"We’ll wait for a bit and see. If that plan succeeds, it won’t matter if it’s the Black-Striped White Tiger or other cores, or whether there even is a core totem, because it will all be irrelevant."
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Five days later…
Alone within the carriage, Garen stood in front of the laboratory equipment, gently shaking a test tube filled with pale yellow liquid.
The midday sunlight shone in from the outside and gave the interior an ethereal glow.
Garen carefully returned the test tube to the test tube rack, pipetted a drop of red liquid from a second test tube and released it into the first one.
Shh…