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The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle – Chapter 1077

Chapter 1077: Mutation is Evolution

“But with such a magical medicine, why didn’t you give it to me when I mutated?” I asked doubtfully, it sounded like this medicine could also reverse and restore mutated body parts, couldn’t it?
“No, unfortunately not. Mutation is not a disease. It doesn’t cause rejection with your body. Instead, it’s more like evolution. Cell restoration fluid is useless for mutations,” Amelia said.
“What? You call the phenomenon of having a bunch of insect legs and eyes growing on your body ‘evolution’?” I couldn’t accept that statement at all.
“But that’s the reality. Although mutations aren’t always advantageous, if you accept the mutated parts and use them skillfully, you will indeed become stronger, won’t you?” Amelia retorted.
I was speechless. It was true. Whether it was the cluster of insect legs, compound eyes, or insect wings, they had all given me many very practical abilities. Older Brother Jayad was a person who actively embraced mutation. His Angel Form and Kin Form were much stronger than his human form.
“The medical community has also researched mutations. The essence of mutation is the body’s active change in a high-concentration magic power environment to adapt to the high-magic environment. It manifests as high-speed evolution. The monsters in the wild are species that have stabilized after continuously mutating in a magic power environment,” Amelia told me.
I thought of radiation in my previous life. In a radiation environment, creatures would also mutate. If magic power was considered a continuously radiating energy, then causing similar phenomena was very possible.
“So, the essence of mutation is evolution. Mutated creatures can control their mutated organs without rejection. The standard for cell restoration fluid is whether the body rejects it. If it doesn’t reject it, it cannot reverse it,” Amelia continued to explain.
“In addition, magic power also affects the effect of cell restoration fluid. That’s why I will absorb the exotic magic power before using it earlier.”
“Also, there’s one more thing. Organs that have already changed and newly grown ones cannot be cured by cell restoration fluid. For example, these new tentacles that grew, although the restoration fluid will turn the tentacle cells back to his, the tentacles themselves will not disappear.”
As soon as I heard this, I looked at his wound. It was indeed like that. Those tentacles that I had cut off were still there. Although they had been restored to normal pink muscle, they were still tentacles within the body, and the wound had not healed.
However, as the poison subsided and the diseased body recovered, the left side of his body began to regain blood flow, and the blood flowing out turned bright red again.
“Oh, what should we do about this? This is equivalent to muscle hyperplasia, right? What should we do? Should we cut it off?” I asked.
“It seems quite troublesome. It’s fine if you don’t cut it off, right? It doesn’t affect your health anyway. It’s just like having a few extra pieces of flesh under your skin,” Amelia said perfunctorily. She had always been uninterested in work that lacked challenge.
“Don’t be so irresponsible. Never mind, I’ll do it. It’s a good opportunity for me to practice,” I said. So, I got to work and dug out all the异生组织 (mutated tissues) from the wounded person’s body, even severing and reconnecting nerves.
This was a bigger challenge for me because before, I relied on my perception of magic power to cut. This time, his body no longer contained magic power, and even his cells were all his own.
So, this was my first time performing surgery like a normal doctor, without relying on any supernatural powers, purely on experience, knowledge, and on-the-spot judgment. What’s more, Amelia didn’t even offer any reminders this time. She just stood by and watched me work quietly.
Because I was completely in the dark, I was even more clumsy this time. Although, compared to the surgeries I had performed before, this could be considered a very minor surgery, it took me longer.
When I finally finished and wiped the sweat from my brow, Amelia applauded beside me, “Good, good, well done, Parul.”
“How was it well done? I feel like this was the worst surgery I’ve ever performed,” I said, taking off my blood-covered gloves and wiping my sweat.
For some reason, Amelia didn’t even help as my assistant this time, leaving me flustered. The operating table was covered in blood. If it weren’t for the Life Elixir, this wounded person might have been tortured to death by me.
“No, it was beautiful. I could see something more fundamental, like your understanding of the human body, your judgment of the condition, and your planning when you made the cuts. Parul, you’ve reached a bottleneck. I believe you will enter a new realm soon,” Amelia said.
So that was why she had stood by and done nothing earlier. She wanted to see me complete a surgery from start to finish, even without the help of a nurse or assistant.
As for the so-called bottleneck and progress, I could understand it. Before, I had always relied on some external force to perform surgery. Now, I had suddenly broken free from relying on external forces and actively practiced. Coupled with the experience and knowledge I had accumulated before, my level would naturally rise.
“You’re exaggerating a bit. While there might be some progress, reaching the next realm or something is too much. It’s just a slight, insignificant improvement,” I said humbly.
“No, I’m just stating the facts. Although you are still far from my realm, you are much better than those doctors who seek fame and fortune. Of course, there are many doctors who are better than me. You need to keep working hard,” Amelia said.
I thought she was praising me, but she was just stating the facts. Perhaps in Amelia’s eyes, surgical realms were levels that could be seen at a glance. I asked curiously, “Are there higher realms? What do they look like?”
“Didn’t I tell you before? I’m actually not good at surgery. Even a barbershop owner is better than me at cutting. He can make incisions along the muscle fibers, completing surgery without cutting a single nerve or blood vessel. I also once saw a doctor from the Royal Medical Society who could perform a complete surgery with his eyes closed.”
After hearing Amelia’s words, I subconsciously thought, that doctor might be like me, having other abilities like X-ray vision or perception. But surely Amelia could see through that. So, that doctor really completed the surgery with his eyes closed.
Amelia’s lack of skill in surgery was relative. At least, I was far inferior. But I knew where her strengths lay: analysis. She could perform analyses with her naked eye that many cutting-edge instruments couldn’t. I wondered how such exaggerated abilities were developed.
“Well, regardless, three more have been cured today. I can add them to your records later, so you’ll have merit as a military doctor,” Amelia said.
“Thank you. I do need some things on my record. By the way, these larvae and eggs are useless now, right? Can I take them?” I asked.
“Only a Witch Doctor like you would need these strange things. Take them all, and save me the trouble of dealing with them,” Amelia waved her hand.
So, I found a secluded place and fed all those parasites and eggs to the maggots.


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The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle

The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle

今天的魔女小姐也在努力活着
Score 8.2
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Chinese
You hear the penny-dreadful tales, don’t you? Souls whisked off to other worlds, landing in lives of ease and splendor. Reborn as young lords in grand manors, with enchanted baubles at their fingertips or a spectral mentor whispering secrets. But my own ‘grand arrival’? No gentle angel to light the path. Instead, a repulsive, foul deity—some forgotten horror from a darker age—claimed me. I was tormented to the very edge of oblivion, then pitched into a twisted, gaslit world of shadows and fear. I awoke in the frail body of an orphan girl, shivering in some rat-infested rookery, choked by smog and despair. Weak, plagued by illness, with a hunger that gnawed relentlessly. My new story didn’t start from scratch; it began deep in the dregs, clawing my way up from less than nothing.” Now, all I fight for is to live, to see another grimy sunrise over these cobbled streets. Not just for my own skin, but for him—the one whose fate is tangled with mine, the one soul I cling to in this godforsaken, fog-drenched city.

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