Nelson shook his head slightly, "You are the first living creature to lie on this stone bed, so I can't give you a precise answer."
"Uh, alright."
It seemed he was the first live subject in Nelson's experiments. The fact that the process had been completed successfully was already a decent outcome.
Stepping out of the Viscera Museum.
Fang Hao laid bare-chested on a bench, channeling God's Presence towards a passing Skeleton Warrior.
Immediately, he could observe his own body through the Skeleton Warrior.
He stared at himself lying on the bench.
A large, swollen red area had formed on his back, faintly rising with the patterns of the totem.
However, the totem bore no color—it wouldn't appear outwardly like a tattoo to be noticed by others.
*That was a relief. If it were exposed, it would be too conspicuous.*
*If someone recognized the totem, they might prepare defenses during battle.*
*Being completely untraceable could turn it into a hidden trump card.*