The golden glow wafted to his face through the gap in the wooden wall, and he opened his eyes in the cloud, and after a moment of confusion, his consciousness returned to his body!

"It's another day!" murmured Wallin as he lifted the quilt from his bed.

The stream water from yesterday washed up at night, washed onto the slightly stiff face, and the biting cold was transmitted to the depths of the soul, and the body shook suddenly!

"I wonder how my father's experiments went?" Some memories echoed in his mind along with the coldness, and Wallin went to another room!

"Knock knock!"

"Oh, little Wolling, come in and meet your companion!" a voice came from inside the room, but there was old age and exhaustion in it!

There was a squeak, and though he was allowed to do so, Wallin gently opened it!

As soon as I entered, a musty smell that seemed to have fermented for an unknown number of years came to my face, and it made people nauseous. But Wolin was already used to this kind of taste, so it was not surprising!

All sorts of strange things were piled up everywhere, broken microscopes, decaying telescopes, remnants of a terrible dark green liquid that had been bubbling for an unknown number of years, and a large number of stinking animal and plant bodies!

In the depths of the room, an old man looked at him with a warm smile, but the sparse hair, the wrinkles that had taken over his face, and a little dense black spots, were set off by the hideous horror of this smile!

The wheelchair turned and made a slight noise, and the old man beckoned to Warling, and the excitement and even fanaticism in his trembling voice could not be concealed: "My dear Waring, after five days of sleepless experiments, and after consuming the countless accumulations I have accumulated, I have finally succeeded in my experiment, and it has been proved that my idea is correct, and the whole world will tremble for me!"

"Let's witness this great moment together! I am the Creator!" laughed with excitement, but a layer of mist crept into old Luke's eyes.

Behind old Luke, inside a beaker, was a wriggling mass of flesh, hungry for food!

This was the experiment of old Luke, and the experiment he had devoted his whole life to, and finally it was done after countless years, before he was about to lie down in the coffin!

"Father, congratulations!" Wolin smiled lightly, but there was regret in his eyes!

He knew that the purpose of Luke Sr.'s life was to fulfill his dream, to prove that the path of the bloodline synthesis beast was workable, and it was a discovery that could make the entire continent tremble!

Old Luke's injuries are too severe, maybe this is the meaning of supporting him to survive!

"Little Warling, I know my own body, but for scholars, as long as knowledge can be passed on, then everything else is nothing, even if it is, my life!" Luke smiled and patted Walling's head as if reading the pain in Wallin's eyes.

He picked up a dagger that had already been placed next to the beaker, handed it to Wallin's hand and said, "It is the crystallization of my life's work, and it is also the inheritance of my will, so I will always be with you." Around, watching and growing with you!"

"Little Walling, you know what to do next! Let's witness this great moment together! In the future, the Augustan Museum will have a separate floor for me, and my Luke's name will be sung through the ages!"

Looking at the madness in Old Luke's eyes, Wallin's hand couldn't help but clench the dagger in his hand.

This is the last wish, it is the obsession of old Luke, and now he is here to open it!

Spreading his other hand and placing it on top of the beaker, the sharp dagger slashed lightly across the palm of his hand under Wallin's nervous eyes and Luke's expectant gaze, and the blood as red as a red flame seemed to be summoned by an unstoppable unknown force, like a spring of water gushing out wildly, spilling into the palm-sized mass of wriggling flesh.

This is the step that old Luke has already said, the synthetic beast cultivated with his own blood will be inherently friendly with himself!

In less than a moment, Walling's face was already pale, which was a sign of excessive blood loss, but in order not to disappoint old Luke, he still gritted his teeth and continued to insist, but in the bottom of his heart, he longed for such bloodletting to end quickly, otherwise he would die of excessive blood loss before the experiment was successful!

Staggering like a boat in the waves, the hand propped up on the table clung tightly to the edge of the table, and the flesh in the beaker seemed to respond to Waryn's plea, and finally stopped smoking "satisfied"!

"My dear little Warling, don't worry, although strict experiments can't guarantee that accidents won't happen, but they will also eliminate ninety-nine percent, I have calculated very accurately, and I will definitely not endanger my dear Warling's life!" Old Luke took out a bottle of liquid as fiery as magma from a large pile of reagents and handed it to Warling, "This is the only bottle of hematopoietic blood I have left, drink it!"

Wallin threw his head down, and immediately a warmth swept through his entire body, and then he looked back at the beaker!

I saw that the wriggling flesh and blood in this beaker had long since disappeared, and was replaced by a light cocoon that emitted a pale white light!

At the same time, Wallin's senses seemed to become very sharp, and he could feel the sound of his heartbeat, but it was not his own, but the palm-sized light cocoon in the beaker!

Is it a delusion?

Looking at Luke who was looking at the light callus intently, he was already half of his mouth open in excitement at this moment!

"Hey, don't worry about little Waryn, you're not just letting out your blood, it's also a part of your soul, so you can feel his every move!"

Luke took out a small packet of items from the compartment of his wheelchair, and when he opened it, he realized that it was actually a dark powder.

He took it out with a medicine spoon and sprinkled it on the light cocoon: "A catalyst to accelerate growth is indispensable, otherwise I don't know when and when he will be born." ”

After adding this powder, an incomparably dazzling light bloomed on the light cocoon, and before Wolin could get used to it, the light immediately disappeared and was replaced by an egg!

Click!

The eggs are starting to crumble!

A small bird the length of three fingers was revealed, and it shook its head to see two pairs of eyes that seemed to see a peerless treasure!

A feeling of unbearable care crept up from the deepest part of my heart, and at the same time, the barely visible eyes of this little bird also looked at Wallin, and at the same time spread its wings, which still had few feathers, and staggered to Walin's shoulder!

"Hahaha! I succeeded, my experiment succeeded, I synthed a life out of a lot of flesh and blood, I finally succeeded!"

That's when Luke laughed maniacally!

What is the greatest success of a scholar? It is that his own idea finally succeeds, although it is not yet possible to prove whether this synthetic beast has combat effectiveness or not, but it all does not matter!

The pursuit of knowledge, the pursuit of truth, this is what they want!

"My dear Walling, it's time for you to give him a name, it's the first life in this world to be born out of inactive flesh and blood, and his birth will be remembered by the whole world, even if he has no fighting effect!"

"You're right, Father, since this is the crystallization of your hard work and the inheritance of your will, follow the guidance of the people of the Immortal Dao, take yours. The first word of the name is the last name, let's call it Lucas!" Walling teased the young bird on his shoulder!

"If you like it, but this little guy is very greedy, I hope you can afford it in the future, and his ability still needs to be explored by yourself!" Seeing the smile on Wallin's face, Luke couldn't help but laugh too!

"Ahem!" Suddenly, a violent cough sounded coming, but it was old Luke who was hunched over with his mouth covered with his hand, and red blood leaked through his fingers.

"Where's your medicine, father?" asked Wallin, hurriedly picking up old Luke and asking anxiously.

"It's okay! now it doesn't matter if I'm dead!" said old Luke smiled, took out a few pills, and after taking them, he felt better, and took out a thick notebook from the drawer under the desk and handed it to Warling.

"I know my own body, the previous injuries have not healed, and it takes a lot of energy, so time is running out! This is my experimental painstaking efforts for many years, and it will be passed on by you, and I hope you can carry it forward one day!"

When he heard about it at the first day, Wallin panicked, the old man in front of him, who had raised himself since he was a child, and his dependence would leave him one day!

"Death is the destination of every living being, and I have no regrets in this life to have such an achievement! I have sent a letter to my old friend, a two-star scholar, I hope that you can embark on the road of pursuing the truth, and take a look at the scenery at the end of this road, and think it is to help me!"

"Father, don't worry! Your wish is my pursuit, and I will not retreat in this life!" his hand clenched subconsciously, and Wolin nodded fiercely!