[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-becoming-a-god-through-horror":3,"chapter-becoming-a-god-through-horror-becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-182":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Becoming a God Through Horror",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2273725,4441,"Chapter 182: Experiment (2)","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-182",182,"\u003Cp>The police doll’s gun actually worked!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bullet was fired, but unfortunately, it had no effect—the Ghost Head instantly killed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis immediately threw in the Indian Chief doll, but before he could even turn his head, it was again instantly killed by the Ghost Head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, let me give you something big.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis released the One-Eyed Odin doll; the next second, the Odin doll came to life, a blue lightning bolt flashed out and exploded, leaving a black mark on the wooden board…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, just a black mark on the wooden board.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, the Ghost Head reappeared—this time, it didn’t instantly kill. After the lightning flickered for a second, the Ghost Head appeared atop Odin’s body, turned its head, and stared directly at Louis again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, Louis felt this thing was telling him: if you’ve got the guts, come and let me out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bullets can be used, and Odin held out for a second—so your instant kill isn’t an absolute law, it can be resisted. Therefore, either the activated dolls aren’t strong enough, or your own strength is truly overwhelming.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Given that bullets can’t penetrate the walls, it’s likely the activated dolls simply lack sufficient power.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis stroked his chin, then placed a doll that looked profoundly sacred into the house—behind it hung a cross.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, it was Jesus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The priest failed, but Odin lasted a second—so what about Jesus?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling the origin of this toy house, Louis smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as it was placed inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint golden glow erupted around Jesus; the next second, the Ghost Head teleported in, and three seconds later, accompanied by Jesus’s silent sigh, his head vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the Ghost Head continued staring at Louis, as if mocking him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis fell silent for a moment, then placed another doll inside. As soon as it activated, he intervened directly, using a wooden stick to poke the activated doll out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ghost Head remained at the doorway, its gaze fixed on Louis, and did not emerge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis didn’t look at it—he looked at the doll in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The activated doll struggled in Louis’s grasp, still alive, but gradually ceased movement—this process lasted ten minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That meant: ten minutes after leaving the toy house, the doll would lose its vitality and revert to an inanimate object.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the following time, Louis conducted multiple experiments and found the device seemed rather useless: it could activate dolls, but the activated dolls were weak, had simple minds, were hard to communicate with, and died ten minutes after being removed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t understand why anyone would make this thing—play hyper-realistic pretend?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it even used the power of Quetzalcoatl—hah, what a waste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could the real value of this thing lie in the Ghost Head itself?” Louis looked at the Ghost Head, still staring fixedly at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, Louis put away the toy house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though useless, perhaps he simply hadn’t figured out how to use it properly—it was a magical artifact infused with divine power; he’d keep it stored for now and experiment with it later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, he’d rest, then deal with those insects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis stretched, returned to his room, sat cross-legged, and began to cultivate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For him now, cultivation was equivalent to rest; visualizing the Divine Lord’s diagram naturally refreshed his spirit—he no longer needed sleep or similar methods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Louis’s mind settled, he visualized the Divine Lord’s diagram; magic power began circulating within him, and his Yin Spirit gradually strengthened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To advance the Yin Spirit to the Yang Spirit realm, first it must grow to its personal limit, then receive a touch of yang energy, gradually transforming from yin to yang into a Yang Spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides visualizing the Divine Lord’s diagram, other methods exist to strengthen the Yin Spirit—and Louis had three: taking elixirs, consuming souls, and dual cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood elixirs were still insufficient; evil spirits were mostly consumed and refined daily; dual cultivation was covered by Emma and the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With these methods, Louis believed he could reach the Yin Spirit’s limit within two or three years and attempt the transition from yin to yang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One hour later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis concluded his practice; his Yin Spirit had grown slightly stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh～feels like an hour passed in an instant; when my cultivation base rises further, I’ll probably lose all sense of seasons.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis shook his head and prepared to deal with the remaining loot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only remaining loot now were the insects: lip-sucking worms, variants, parasitic species…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis immediately began processing them, starting with the easiest: the lip-sucking worms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lip-sucking worms’ greatest value lay in research; Louis decisively handed them over to the researchers, aiming to eliminate their reproductive instincts and turn them into tranquil, desire-free tool insects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next came the variants and parasitic species.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the steel cage, the parasitic queen Beth stared blankly at Louis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis, expressionless, pulled out a blood-red pill about three to four millimeters wide—the mutated blood ge. Yes, Louis wanted to see if insects could be controlled by ge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not, he’d have to wait until the Centipede Pouch was forged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mutated blood ge floated before Beth’s eyes; Beth, staring at the tiny pill, felt her insect instincts warning her—she sensed this thing… was alive!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cut your neck and put it in.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis’s cold voice came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beth didn’t hesitate—her palm deformed, piercing straight through her neck; pale red blood oozed from the wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took the blood ge and placed it on the wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ge immediately became active upon contact with blood, spreading through the vessels toward her brain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, Beth’s lips twitched, her brow furrowed, her entire body trembled, twisting like a soft-bodied creature, her form swelling larger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, she was losing control and reverting to her original form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three seconds later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beth roared—her head turned red, her eyes filled with dense, wriggling threads of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the cage, Louis smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Success.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It actually worked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Insects can be parasitized too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or rather, when they possess large size and complex bodily structure, they already meet the basic conditions for parasitism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Return to human form.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three seconds later, Beth reverted—but her clothes had been torn apart; now she was completely naked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at Beth’s face, Louis paused, then asked, “Can you change your appearance?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beth froze, then her face twisted and adjusted subtly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five minutes later, she had transformed into Louis’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, she could—her bodily control was sufficient to make major facial adjustments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the new blood ge directly controlled the brain; otherwise, with her level of bodily control, she could easily kill the ge inside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. Come out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beth’s two arms turned into tentacles, tearing open the steel cage, and stepped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis tested Beth’s offspring and found it could indeed be used as a biological weapon, like a bio-armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Beth’s control, the offspring wouldn’t seize control, but it had enormous demands for water and nutrients—especially water. Without sufficient hydration, the offspring would become frenzied, affecting the host.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it had another flaw: fear of dehydration. Just a tiny diuretic caused one offspring to die instantly—pathetically fragile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both flaws were currently unfixable; they’d have to be set aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems this bio-armor concept isn’t mature yet—it needs research by biological genetics experts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis thought, and his desire for scientists grew stronger—human civilization’s wisdom was still useful, and now might be a good time to gather talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the arms race over, millions will be unemployed in the coming years; countless talents among them will become vagrants. If he wished, picking them up cheaply wouldn’t be impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, it seems America ending the Cold War is, in some way, good for me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis thought this, then stepped into the next room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A brand-new variant queen stared at him, fierce and alert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1299,"2026-06-19T23:34:28.869Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","22629e9ccb0f764db2387c2f719caaaaf176b10ffebf96fbb48261de809258b8","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-183","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-181",253,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecoming-a-god-through-horror-cover.jpg"]