My Cells Evolve Without Limit - Chapter 42

Chapter 43: Metamorphosis
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Translation by: Weebsread👹
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Fragments of shattered scales fell from Luo Fan’s eyeball—he had narrowly avoided having it gouged out by the Giant Clam’s strike.
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The Giant Clam’s power was overwhelming. No wonder it ruled as the undisputed king of its kind.
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As Luo Fan retreated, a fresh wave of clams surged to the attack, encircling him in a suffocating ring.
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He was completely surrounded, trapped in the heart of the clam horde.
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From behind, one clam lunged, its “head” thrusting out to snap at his Intestine.
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Luo Fan twisted his Intestine around the attacker, coiling it tight. In the next instant, his Tail Spine lashed out, skewering the clam clean through.
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But more clams pressed in, their movements slow and inexorable. Inside their shells, pale tendrils unfurled, nudging their bodies ever closer to Luo Fan.
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I’m surrounded. There’s no escape. The only way out is to kill the Giant Clam.
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Without its command, the rest would scatter naturally.
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Luo Fan fixed his gaze on the Clam King. In a flash, he spotted an opening and lunged.
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His Intestines shot out like lightning, streaking toward the Giant Clam’s extended “head.”
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Just as he was about to seize his target, the Giant Clam jerked its head back, snapping its thick shell shut—cutting off Luo Fan’s assault.
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He whirled his body, just in time. As the Giant Clam sealed itself away, its entire mass bounced upward—its underside bracing before launching slightly into the air.
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The Giant Clam crashed down toward Luo Fan, but he was agile—moving like a true Tentacle Monster, he slipped away in an instant.
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Yet the other clams surged in, attacking from every direction.
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No matter where Luo Fan landed, another Giant Clam would strike—heads snapping out like bullets, slamming into his body or latching onto his Intestine.
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Their bite strength was terrifying.
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To survive, Luo Fan had no choice but to fight back, dispatching clam after clam.
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His eyeball was slick with blood now; through the greenish scales, a savage, monstrous glare shone out.
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The Clam King pressed closer, the surrounding clams tightening their noose.
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All around, the entire clam colony was on the move, a dense, writhing mass hemming Luo Fan in.
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He glanced at the Clam King, then suddenly charged.
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If I take it out fast, the rest won’t matter.
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His Evolved Tail Spine struck with brutal force, slamming into the Giant Clam’s thick, unyielding shell.
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The impact was explosive—sparks seemed to fly from the collision.
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That massive shell, hard as a boulder, lost a huge chunk in a single blow, exposing the gleaming white inner layer beneath.
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The Clam King shuddered from the force of the strike—clearly wounded, but still standing.
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One hit wasn’t enough to break the shell. It would take four or five more to shatter it completely.
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Luo Fan darted away, clearing the nearby clams as he searched for another opening.
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He circled the perimeter, dodging their relentless attacks.
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Finally, another chance—his Tail Spine struck again, hacking another slab off the Giant Clam’s shell.
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More of the white substance was exposed. Another blow or two, and Luo Fan would reach the Clam King’s soft, vulnerable flesh.
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He withdrew to a safe distance, positioning himself for the next assault.
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But then—the Clam King abandoned its defense, opening its heavy shell wide.
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Perhaps it realized that hiding any longer would only lead to a slow death.
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The surrounding clams could do little more than harass Luo Fan—they weren’t a real threat.
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With both his Sensory Feelers and his eyeball working in tandem, Luo Fan now had a full 360-degree view—no blind spots, every angle covered.
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The Clam King spread its thick shell, revealing the flesh within.
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But what Luo Fan saw inside was nothing like he’d imagined.
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As the shell opened, a huge mass of flesh was exposed—snow-white, glistening, filling the entire cavity of the Giant Clam.
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The moment the shell parted, this soft, quivering mass seemed to spill out, oozing onto the muddy ground.
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Then the white flesh began to bulge, shifting and swelling, new shapes emerging from the amorphous mass.
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Folds of flesh started to separate, peeling away from each other.
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The heavy shell, driven by the undulating meat, flipped over completely, coming to rest—upside down—on top of the quivering mound.
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And then the flesh began to inflate, swelling upward, lifting the giant shell high.
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Luo Fan watched as protrusions began to form—bulges pushing outward, the mass gradually shaping itself, opening up like some monstrous flower.
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The shell slowly rose, now carried on the back of the writhing flesh.
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From the meat, two “heads” grew—those same tentacle-like appendages that had attacked Luo Fan, now digging into the ground.
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At the front of one “head,” a sphere of flesh swelled up, almost like a ball.
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Behind it, two thick, snow-white limbs braced themselves, reminiscent of a frog’s powerful legs.
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Slowly, the Clam King’s two “heads” pressed into the earth, while the strong, frog-like legs pushed up from behind, propping the giant shell on its back.
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Something was wrong. The longer Luo Fan stared at this white flesh, the more it resembled—
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A kneeling figure.
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A human, stripped of skin, body bent forward, face pressed to the ground, rear raised high.
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And on its back—a massive shell.
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Luo Fan’s mind reeled. There’s no way… This Giant Clam—could it have some connection to humans?
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Why would it take on a human form?
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Before he could make sense of it, the monstrous creature attacked.
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Its two powerful hind legs flexed, shoving the flesh forward.
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Half-crawling, half-sliding, the creature surged across the muddy ground, carving a deep furrow as it charged Luo Fan.
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Its two “arms”—the same heads that had first attacked him—snapped out like rubber bands, hurtling toward him with terrifying force.
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Like something out of a comic—soft and elastic, but packing monstrous strength.
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Luo Fan raised his Intestine to block, but one “arm” bit down hard.
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The bite strength was brutal—the Intestine, unprotected by scales, was instantly torn open.
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Luo Fan’s Tail Spine lashed out in reflex, stabbing into the creature even as it clamped down.
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His Intestine was bleeding, but the monster’s “arm” was also now pierced and leaking blood.
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It recoiled, but Luo Fan’s Tail Spine pursued, plunging into the round, drooping “head” dragging along the ground.
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At that moment, the Clam King surged forward, slamming its bulk into Luo Fan.