Unholy Player Chapter 542 Dark Radiation

"Mr. Henry, take a glance at these reports. They might hold the solutions to our inquiries." A researcher dressed in a white coat stepped forward, tablet clutched in his grasp, angling the display towards him while struggling to hide his thrill.

The screen caught Henry's attention as he attempted to decipher it, yet upon spotting the figures woven into the text and piled amid jargon, he surrendered and just stood there awaiting clarification, allowing the device to linger before him momentarily.

"These represent the outcomes of our analysis on the red powder that Mr. Adyr delivered to us," Dr. Mara clarified, her focus locked on the figures, eyes scanning each row as though the outcome was already taking shape in her mind.

That red powder remained the leftover material following Adyr's achievement of Rank 4 evolution. He'd returned with it, hoping it could prove valuable somehow.

Even if it didn't originate straight from the Heart of the Blood Palace, it bore comparable elements inside, sufficient to have all the lab's scientists regard it as a precious discovery.

"What exactly did you uncover?" The buzz in the air drew Henry in despite himself, prompting him to inquire with a touch more volume, focusing on expressions rather than digits.

"The specimen Mr. Adyr provided is a biological leftover that, once dried out, has forfeited its cell formation and presently comprises remnants of iron-binding proteins, residues from coagulation proteins, crystals of electrolyte salts, and organic bits from cell membranes," Dr. Mara detailed, and noticing the bewilderment across Henry's features, she released a soft exhale. "It's essentially dried blood reduced to powder."

Henry formed an 'oh' look on his face. "And?"

He felt certain that plain dried blood couldn't possibly captivate this group to such a degree, implying some additional element lurked within.

"It holds a substantial level of radiation," Dr. Mara stated, a faint grin appearing as she pressed on.

"However, it's non-ionizing radiation, unlike that in nuclear arms or our mutation trials—more akin to radio waves, microwaves, ultraviolet rays, or visible light itself. Yet it stands apart from all those as well," she went on,

stressing the final words like the true worth resided in that distinction.

She moved amid the scientists and halted before a workstation. With a few keystrokes, the massive monitor at her back ignited, brimming with information and computations, charts refreshing in rapid flashes while fresh data streams crowded the view.

"The form of radiation identified in the specimen is non-ionizing, yet not photonic in nature. It avoids mingling with light, refrains from transferring warmth, and engages matter so faintly it's nearly undetectable, though it travels at speeds beyond our anticipations," she described, her digit pausing close to a grouping of figures on the display.

Her words flowed in specialized lingo and rhythm that Henry struggled to grasp. Abruptly, it seemed she addressed the fellow experts in a seminar. Henry receded to the sidelines, sidelined from a dialogue crafted for those immersed in formulas.

Several minutes dragged on in that manner as the team jotted down her insights—some on notepads with pens, others inputting into their devices—and at last, her attention swung back to Henry, her face lighting up. "The radiation variety we've identified isn't truly novel. We've long harbored suspicions of it, despite lacking proof. It's the sort thought to have lingered from the universe's dawn, out in the cosmos, tied straight to Big Bang nucleosynthesis and the cosmos's growth pace," she declared, voicing a concept that had long troubled their discipline.

Next, she appended, her gaze gleaming and tone quivering faintly, "Given our view that it engages with or links directly to Dark Matter, we've chosen to call it Dark Radiation."

"Dark radiation..." Henry echoed softly, though the name mattered less to him than its impacts. "Does this mean it's the power the Gods employ to propagate their Paths?"

Dr. Mara affirmed with a nod. "My belief is that it's not just the means for conveying them but also the vital essence sustaining their being," she replied, with such conviction it rang more as fact than speculation.

Her brow then creased. "The issue lies in this: the radiation form alone falls short."

Everyone knew that rendering it practical required altering the radiation's properties to align with Adyr—not merely conceptually, but so his physique would embrace it sans opposition.

The version from the red powder appeared blended with blood elements, like the radiation bore an indelible mark from its origins. "What we detected in the red dust from Mr. Adyr resembled a toxic element his system purged amid his evolution. Thus, recreating it and administering it to him would likely trigger another rejection from his body."

By now, they'd identified multiple forms of this radiation—not a single measurement, but motifs hinting at classifications, differences, and an underlying framework to their observations.

Based on the data, the red dust tied to the Blood Path, signifying the Blood God, which implied this radiation formed a piece of His power, molded by His sway much like blood takes form from its host vessel.

"To adapt it for Mr. Adyr, we must either devise a method to modify its property or locate a pure source of Dark Radiation infused with the balance property," Dr. Mara summed up.

The lab buzzed with fervor once more, staff whispering among themselves, sharing thoughts, until those whispers ballooned into frenzied chatter, tones layering atop each other in an escalating wave.

Amid the clashing sounds, a single voice cut through, compelling quiet across the space.