Human Blood Freezing Point Novels & Stories

"But thawing is much more complicated. Ice melts easily with heat, but what if there's a hamster trapped inside the ice? How would you melt the ice without harming the hamster? "You might think placing the ice in warm water is a gentle approach. But consider this—different parts of the ice melt at different speeds. The innermost layers melt much slower. This creates a horrifying possibility—the hamster's brain could thaw, but its internal organs might still be frozen. "Humans are even more complex. The moment the surface thaws, blood flow resumes. But if the internal organs or lower body are still frozen, can you imagine what would happen? Blood circulation would halt abruptly because it can

It could lead to a horrifying scenario where the hamster's brain is thawed, but its internal organs remain frozen. "Now, think about the human body as a whole. The moment the surface begins to thaw, blood circulation resumes. But what if the internal organs or even the lower half of the body are still frozen? "Can you imagine the consequences? Blood flowing into organs that are essentially still in a frozen state? Circulation would stop, and… Well, survival would be impossible. "That's why thawing is so difficult. Every single cell in the body must thaw simultaneously, and science simply isn't there yet.

she called but heard the thud as he dropped. She sighed and turned around, the man lied on the ground in fetal position and shivered uncontrollably. "Hank! Get up!" "I... C-can't" She walked over and bent next to him, felt his skin, ice cold, felt his heart, slow, very slow, to her knowledge hypothermia was about to kick in. "Sorry then Hank, you served your purpose" she said lifting him and sank her fangs into his neck, the blood she got from him was cool, not the warmth it should be, she's glad she did it now, drinking from a dead human was not on her agenda.

Iris was crying and sweating profusely as if she's being inflicted with pain. They continued to hold her down until Iris finally relaxed but still shivering. Medicia wrapped her in thick duvets and checked the temperature. Her eyes widened when it showed an absolute zero degrees. How is this even possible? In a scientific point of view this would be the coldest temperature. "There is blood on the bed!" High priestess Severina screeched out. Cayden pushed her back slightly to reveal the bloody sight on the back of her shirt. "Sir Cayden please get the medical kit in the kitchen." He nodded and went to get it.

The ASU troops immediately went ahead of their leaders and spread out to attack on all sides. Craaakksssshhh... Huge ice crystals popped up in the middle of Borlal's army. The sharp crystals froze and stabbed hundreds, if not thousands, of soldiers. The ice that was previously transparent white slowly turned red as it was covered in the soldiers' blood. The other soldiers immediately ran away, some were only partially frozen. Seeing their comrades impaled to death and frozen by the ice, all of them didn't dare to get closer to help the partially frozen ones. Because they still had consciousness, those who were partially frozen screamed in panic and thrashed about. Due to the difference in de

He shifted his aim, and a faint whizz cut through the still air. The steel-tipped bolt shot out like lightning, straight into Jack's leg. It punched clean through his calf. That bolt could pierce a wild boar like butter. Jack's raw, guttural scream tore through the hallway. He collapsed instantly, clutched his mangled leg, and rolled in agony. At -70°C, a wound like that was a death sentence. The limb was finished. Without medicine, infection was inevitable. What awaited him was a slow, miserable death—frozen and disabled.

After only a few steps, she stopped before a colossal lead door marked: EXTREME CRYOGENIC PUNISHMENT CHAMBER The blast-resistant observation glass was buried beneath thick layers of frost. The temperature gauge had long since frozen in place at the crimson warning mark: –120°C. Inside, Alexander knelt bare-chested on a floor of solid ice. Sharp icicles hung from his dark lashes and broad shoulders. The violent purple-black parasite embedded beside his heart had been frozen into a pale, lifeless mass. His eyes remained shut. Even his brainwave activity had been deliberately severed.

Harvey quickly pulled him back. “The room’s temperature is -4 Fahrenheit at least. Normal people will die in a few minutes if they go any nearer. I’ll deal with this!” Harvey got someone to bring heating pads, and placed them inside his puffer jacket. He grabbed a pair of torches with him before, and kicked the bedroom door down. Bam! The frozen door flew across the bedroom, slamming into the wall. A terrifying cold seeped out. A few bodyguards were instantly frozen, unable to react to the cold air crashing at them.

In the next second, the cold energy in Maya’s body became even more concentrated. Cold air started vaporizing above the blood pool, releasing a sizzling sound. The temperature in the entire space was dropping rapidly. Even the blood dripping from the tubes connected to the ten thousand black cats had become frozen within. “Whew—” Maya pulled her palm away and let out a long sigh of relief.

“I think we’re forgetting one important thing. All this talk about things that have already come to pass is but theoretical. We’re giving too much credence to the claim that the Nagas can indeed change history. What we should be focusing on is whether or not the Nagas can survive being frozen solid for, what, going on two centuries now. Basically, Himiko’s consciousness had to be functioning for the Bushinjutsu to work. How could they have survived being entombed in ice, at the bottom of the Meikai Abyss, all those years?” “Oh,” Sasha suddenly said as if it was the most normal thing, “we blue Slayers have developed a scientific procedure called Hyōnemuri no Jutsu (Ice Slumber). It’s very exp