Building Immunity - 629

It was the most advanced thing he could think of, spinning a small tube of blood with a rope.

It seemed simple, and it was, but there was no other method for him to achieve this. He didn't have access to whatever fancy method that the few who had ever successfully used this method had access to.

He found two small ropes and tied them to a tube of blood. Using some exposed rafters on the ceiling, he tied the two ropes.

With the tube hanging down, Skymender began to twist it so that the ropes wrapped around each other.

He then let go. It began to spin fast, but there was no obvious change. Thinking about it, even if it was spinning fast enough, how would he gather the separated antibodies?

Skymender sighed. This method… was impossible for him.

Whatever sort of advanced tech was used at the Imperial Capital rarely worked, much less any method he could try.

After all, the discovery of antibodies was just about as old as himself, and there had actually been no proven success, just rumors.

Perhaps the method to get them had been theorized, but the required technology hadn't.

In other words, Skymender would need to come up with his own method.

He could not simply blindly attempt to copy what he had heard about. 

However, at least he already had the blood.

This would definitely be the involved, even if he failed to extract the antibodies.

It may take a while to create antidotes from blood, but he had plenty of time to study. He was just a child after all.

Just as Skymender was about to begin experimenting in an attempt to further his own understanding of blood, he suddenly had an idea.

"Diseases have been widespread since the dawn of humanity, yet each time, humans survive. This is because humans build up an immunity as they get infected, and eventually, the disease has no more effect. Perhaps the key to this is the body producing antibodies until the antibodies naturally become a part of the body."

He had no idea if this logic was true, it was just a theory. However, in the infinite universe, what idea did not have a possibility of becoming true, even if it initially wasn't?

"Instead of creating an antidote, I can become the antidote."

There was only one way to test this theory. On himself. 

He would have tested it on other animals, but he was convinced that this theory must be true.

Therefore, he blocked all of the windows and locked all of the doors. 

He took a drop out of the vial and dropped it on a piece of paper. He then took off his mask. He held the paper to his nose and the mist entered.

He felt an acute pain shoot through his body. His throat began to close, and his body began to tingle. Even a large horse would be affected by a drop, much less the human body.

Eventually, the effects began to lessen, and Skymenders body returned to how it had been, save for a drop of blood falling from his nose.

He did not go up as fast as he had with the horse. He used one more drop, and experienced similar effects. For around thirty minutes, he continued this process. It hurt, it hurt a lot, but Skymender had no sympathy.

To be cruel to oneself, and to be cruel to others.

He felt justified in his cruelness to others, such as the horses, simply because he could be equally cruel to himself.

He was taught to treat others how he wanted to be treated, so here it was.

At the end of the thirty minutes, Skymender noticed that at the end, a drop of blood did not fall.

It was slight, but he also noticed that the effects seemed lessened.

His theory seemed true, and he felt a sense of victory.

He took two drops of the poison and inhaled the mist.

He felt the pain again, worse than thirty minutes ago.

What Skymender could not see was the faint Qi in the surroundings. This world's Qi was low, so low it should not be naturally possible. It was on the verge of being a world with no Qi, but if it was, it would have no life on it, and everything would be a shell.

However, it did exist, and as the mist entered Skymender's body, a faint green Qi traveled with it, dispersing into his body as the poison did.

This would have no effect on cultivation at all, but it slightly changed his body each time, attuning to the poison that had entered. Slowly, Skymender's body would gain more and more resistance to this poison.

It was the human body's natural functions combining with Qi to enhance its effects.

Skymender inhaled two drops worth of mist at a time, slowly moving to three, before three hours passed. 

It was time to leave. If he did not do so, he would get in trouble.

He cleaned up and left the room, bringing the half empty vial with him.

He felt the same as when he got here, meaning he had no more permanent injuries. However, he was now resistant to his own poison, even if he still needed to gain further immunity.

He soon found Melly, who let out a breath of relief.

Skymender gestured to her and they entered the carriage, soon arriving at his house just before curfew.

Baron Sky stared out of his window, relieved that Skymender had returned alive.

He shook his head and turned around.

Skymender entered the house and walked to his room, soon having dinner.

As night came, he entered the library. It had been a while. He entered the secret room and found Skymerge inside. Melly had not come.

Skymender looked at Skymerge. 

"It's been a while."

"All summer." Skymerge said.

"Did you get lonely?" Skymender asked. 

"Surrounded by books, of course not." Skymerge said calmly.