Ball of Nothing
I started off as nothing, just a mass of consciousness that slowly evolved. Just your average overpowered existence hungry for a multiverse adventure. Demons? They are my friends. Monsters? They are delicacies. Heroes? Not even equal to the dirt on my boots. Royalty? Money Machi- Ahem, a pleasure doing business. Immortals and Gods? Share with me the latest gossips! With power comes responsibility, but I'm just a ball... or am I just a ball? Watch as I regain my memories and beat up my past self. Note: No common sense in the story. Highly controversial. This is a contracted work, expect to unlock chapters. Season 1's standards differ greatly. Drama seekers, toxic bitches and overly-sensitive folks who cannot chillax not welcomed. Author also has indemnity to typo, grammar mistakes and English bugs throughout the story. You have been warned. Proceed with caution and enjoy. *** Note: Please check out new contracted work Monarch of Solitude if you liked the author's work. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/destinyaitsuji Discord: https://discord.gg/UrtDMXn
Zero’s Way of Using a Knife
Hua Tuo nodded as Zero recited everything correctly from his earlier lecture about the cow's surgery. The mother had been prepared for the operation the previous night and was currently waiting in the makeshift operating stable.
Zero was initially shocked when he was told that the cow would be standing up while they did the surgery. Hua Tuo then explained that animals had different anatomies from humans. The cow's organs were closer to the rear and lying down would only make things more difficult for both the cow and the doctor.
"Remember the needles? You'd have to also stick them in deeper because the cow's skin is thicker than human's. They also have different meridian points so be careful when you're numbing the area," Hua Tuo warned his student who was looking paler by the second.