Chapter Thirty-Six: Purple, Red, Blue and Black
Chapter 36: Purple, Red, Blue and Black
At night, in Kihara's many research institutes, four erected cultivation bins are placed against the wall. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć In the info cultivation chamber, four girls with different clothes and hair colors floated quietly, these are the four clones cloned by Kihara Shudo with the blood of Kaori.
But now Kihara Shuta's face is not happy, not because the cloning process is not smooth, but because it has gone too far, which makes him a little uneasy in his heart.
It was expected to take fourteen days at the earliest, but now it took only one day. And it's not so much that the researchers cloned her, but rather that the blood spontaneously began to grow after it came into contact with the culture medium, and there was also exclusive equipment attached to the growth process.
"Director..."
As Kihara looked at the data report on the four clones on the computer, a researcher walked over with a little weakness.
"What's the matter, hurry up!" Kihara said in a bad tone.
The researcher looked at the other researchers around him with nonchalant expressions, then swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "All the divine blood has been inactivated. ā
"What did you say!" Kihara Shuta turned around abruptly and looked at the poor researcher fiercely, "Did you make a mistake in saving?" ā
"No... No. It's the blood itself. The panicked researcher was so frightened that he almost sat on the ground.
In other research institutes, if something goes wrong, the most you can do is be expelled, but if you dare to make a big mistake here, you will be shot down.
"Go on."
The researcher who was pushed out of the pot breathed a sigh of relief and said, "We were supposed to make five clonings, but only four succeeded. At first, we thought there was something wrong with the cultivation chamber and wanted to clone another copy, but then we found out that at some point, all the divine blood had become inactive. ā
"Didn't you try to extract cells from these four clones?" Hearing such a strange situation, Kihara Shudo frowned. Isn't this scientific, does these cells have a lifespan limit, and after a certain period of time, they will lose their vitality?
"I tried, but the cells taken from those four clones were also inactivated." The researcher's tone carried a hint of helplessness, in the face of such an unscientific situation, they really had no choice but to study the four clones in front of them.
Listening to the researcher's words, Kihara Shudo frowned and thought for a while, but he still didn't have a clue, after so many years of research, it was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
In the end, Kihara Shutato gave up wasting brain cells and said, "What is the current situation of these four clones, tell me, why are the hair colors actually different?" ā
Seeing that Kihara Shuta had given up on pursuing the issue of cell inactivation, all the researchers breathed a sigh of relief and began to report their research.
"All four clones have physical qualities no lower than lv.4, mainly in terms of cell viability. The body is perfect in all aspects, and it is not at all flawed like a mass-produced super-electromagnetic gun. The researcher in charge of the body called up the data on the computer and showed it to Kihara Sodo, "It is worth mentioning that although the clothes on the clone are not connected to the body, they do grow out. ā
Kihara Shuduo put one hand in his pocket and held the tablet in the other, looked at the four figures in the cultivation chamber and said, "It's a little interesting, it's worthy of the blood that the chairman called 'divine blood'... As for the ability, it can't be a change in hair color....."
Another researcher stepped forward, pulled up the data in his hand, and said, "The four clones have different abilities. Purple hair's ability is to slash, red hair's ability is a similar ability to guide death, blue hair's ability is to smash, and black hair's ability is to change the composition of the surrounding environment. ā
"Sounds good, but what about the strength?" Finally hearing some good news, Kihara Shuta's expression was much better.
The researcher pulled up a few pictures and said, "Since they don't have an AIM diffusion field, they can't be accurately located, but at least they are at the top of lv.4." ā
"How's the control?"
"They don't have access to learning devices, but they don't have any subjective consciousness of their own, they basically say what they say and do, provided they can understand it."
"That's good." Kihara Shuta was very satisfied, and he didn't know what he was planning.
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At the entrance of the bathhouse, Wo Yi, who had just taken a two-hour bath, stood here blowing the wind, and the coolness of the water vapor being carried away by the breeze made Wo Yi squint his eyes and enjoy it.
I've seen a lot of related plots when I've been playing the game, so I'd like to try it too. This is the first time I've taken a bath since I woke up, and although it didn't do anything, I just enjoyed the feeling.
But then, there is a very serious question that Lai Yi has to face, that is, where to stay at night.
Relying on the ghost physique, Woe Yi ignores many restrictions, such as automatic ticket sales and the like. But the problem is that the hotel does not have automatic ticket sales, is it difficult to let yourself sleep on the street? Or wander for a night and become an urban legend.
Wo Yi felt that it would be a bit embarrassing if he slept on the street, so now he thought about whether to go to the hospital where he chased souls in the underworld for a night, anyway, there were still a lot of empty rooms in that hospital at night. But what excuse should be used to rub the bed?
At this time, a strange wave came, and the pedestrians on the street began to move away from the area for some reason.
But it didn't work against Misfortune.
Following his feelings, he walked towards the center of the wave initiation. She had a hunch that if she got to the center, she would have an excuse to rub the bed at night. But you can't go too fast, otherwise the excuse will be gone.
So he walked slowly towards the center, taking a few more detours from time to time.
......
At the same time, at the center of the fluctuations, the bad luck radar of Uejo Dangma for many years warned himself that he must have been involved in something again, and that he was about to be unlucky.
Unfortunate!
Uejo looked around vigilantly, always guarding against whether a bald head would suddenly pop out of the surrounding darkness... Uncle Barcode. However, the other party obviously wanted to play the front hard, and before he could look around, a series of footsteps came from behind him.
Turning around, a tall figure stepped out of the darkness. Wearing a T-shirt tied up at the waist, and jeans with only one trouser leg on the lower body, it looks like an H anyway, and the child can't hold it at all.
"It's just a rune carved to drive away idlers." As if guessing Dangma's confusion, Shen Crack explained in advance, "You should have seen it last time." ā
But thinking of the time when Intex was injured, Kamijo Danma had a bad expression: "You guy is ......"
"My name is God Crack, and I don't want to name another one if I can."
"Another name?"
"Magic name..."The god cracked his eyes looked at Shangjo Dangma with some danger, "I hope you will hand over that girl to me for protection before I report my magic name." ā
Although the bad luck radar reminds him of the danger of the person opposite, when Ma still feels that he can die first: "What if I say 'no'? ā
"Then say the magic name, and take her away!"
For ordinary people like Dangma, Shen Crack didn't want to start directly, so he first took out her black thick length and shot at the wind turbine behind Dangma, hoping to make Dangma retreat.
"So I'll say it again, before I give her magical name, hand that girl over to me for protection."
It's a pity that she underestimated the spirit of death in Shangjo Dangma: "I don't... Reasons to surrender to you......"