Chapter 285: A Patchwork Gene Tree
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"Hmm. Feng Hao nodded seriously, turned around the pile of bloody corpses, and began to search all corners of the dungeon under the increase of the crystal eye's divine sense.
I have to say that the True God Sect is still very rich, not to mention anything else, the underground palace in front of them has to be quite expensive.
The passages of the dungeon are very complicated, up and down, criss-crossed, and if there is no divine aid, it is very likely to get lost.
Just a few minutes after searching, I heard an exclamation from Mei Meimei's side, "Little five, little five, I found it, here!"
"Really?" Feng Hao was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously rushed over.
Through several dimly lit underground passages, a row of prison-like stone chambers appeared in front of Feng Hao, and an inexplicable stench filled them.
Mei Meimei was standing in front of the iron door of a stone room at the moment, and in the stone room, a young man with a trance and a pale face was sitting in the corner of the wall, his whole body was dirty and messy, giving him a dying feeling.
"Hey, little one, are you a resident of the neighborhood?" Mei Meimei shouted through the iron door.
The pale young man seemed to hear Mei Meimei's voice, and opened his eyes weakly, "You guys...... Who are you?"
"Don't be afraid, buddy, those cultists have been killed by us, and we are here to save you. Feng Hao stepped forward to comfort a few words, and after a short moment of study, he easily opened the iron door.
As an alchemist, Feng Hao was very aware of the current state of the pale youth, and if he didn't treat it in time, he was very likely to die.
Therefore, Feng Hao didn't dare to hesitate, and rushed to the young man's side quickly, feeding a few blood rejuvenation pills and healing pills.
After the effect of the medicine dissipated, the young man's complexion was significantly better.
"Thank you two for the rescue. The young man struggled to get up and thanked the two of them.
"It's nothing, it's just a gesture. Feng Hao smiled faintly.
Mei Meimei suddenly frowned, and said with a strange look in her eyes: "Huh, this little guy turned out to be a fifth-order magician, didn't he say that cultists only arrest ordinary people?"
"Fifth-Order Magician?" Feng Hao was startled and looked at the pale young man in astonishment.
I saw that the young man smiled bitterly, with endless sadness in his eyes, and said with difficulty: "What the two Engongs said is right, I was originally just an ordinary person, and I only became a magician because I survived the experiment. ā
"Experiment, what experiment?" Feng Hao and Mei Meimei were shocked.
"I only found out from listening to them. The young man sighed sadly, "The purpose of these cultists is to forge a new genetic tree from the [Gene Root System] after cutting off the roots, and we ordinary people are their test subjects. ā
"There were originally thousands of people in this row of low prisons, and I was the only one who survived. ā
Feng Hao and the two glanced at each other, and couldn't help but be shocked.
"You're saying they're using the severed roots to forge a genetic tree in the body of an ordinary person?" asked Mei Meimei in shock.
"That's right. The pale youth smiled wryly and nodded.
Feng Hao recovered from the shock, and said in amazement: "I didn't expect that there is such an additional use for cutting off roots, if you use the cut root system, you can create a lot of magicians." ā
"It's so easy somewhere. The young man shook his head and said: "After all, other people's genes belong to others, and forcibly transplanting them into ordinary people will only cause strong rejection, not to mention ten different root systems, and this is how my friends around me died." ā
"That's right. Feng Hao nodded in surprise, and then asked curiously: "Then how did you succeed?"
"Listening to them, I seemed to be the only successful experiment. The young man laughed at himself.
Mei Meimei couldn't help but be curious, and stepped forward and asked, "Your gene tree is spliced together using the severed root system?"
"Yes. The pale young man smiled bitterly and nodded, "If I really have the strength of the fifth order, I won't fall to this step." ā
"Interesting, let me see your genetic knowledge. Mei Meimei put her finger on the young man's eyebrows, closed her eyes and probed with her divine sense.
The young man had no intention of resisting, and opened his knowledge to accept Mei Meimei's investigation.
After a few minutes, Mei Meimei opened her eyes in surprise and said incredulously: "It's really different from our gene tree, and there is someone else's breath on each gene root, it's incredible." ā
"Do you have any strange feelings about yourself?" asked Feng Hao.
"Probably not. The young man was not sure: "I have never been a magician, I don't know what it is like to be an ordinary magician, at least I don't feel anything unusual now." ā
"So, you're now a fifth-order magician, aren't you?"
Mei Meimei frowned and shook her head and said: "No, no, no, he now has the strength of the fifth order, and nothing else, if I guessed correctly, his genetic root system should come from different levels of magicians, so there will be deviations in the [gene element]." ā
"Eun Gong is right. The pale young man nodded and said, "The level of the gene tree after splicing will only be averaged, so some of my root systems will develop abnormally, and according to the words of those people, my strength will be higher than that of ordinary fifth-order magicians." ā
"I'm going, so powerful?" Feng Hao smacked his lips and exclaimed, "No, then how can you solve your branch talent?"
"It should be the same as a normal mage, except that I have directly grown five talents. The young man was skeptical.
After some inquiry, the more Feng Hao listened, the more amazing he felt, and he couldn't help but look back and forth around the young man.
Being looked at like this, the young man was obviously a little embarrassed, "That, I don't know what the two benedicts are called?"
"Uh, my sister's name is Mei Meimei, this is my little Wufeng Hao. Mei Meimei introduced herself with a big grin.
"In the lower road Wenjie. The young man bowed down and thanked him: "The great name of the two benevolent fathers, Wenjie, is in his heart, and if he has the opportunity in the future, he will repay him with a spring." ā
"It's just a matter of hands, it doesn't have to be that way. Feng Hao stepped forward to help.
"Brother Feng, don't refuse. Lu Wenjie said with sincerity in his eyes: "This matter is just a gesture for the two benefactors, but for Wenjie, it is a life-saving grace." ā
Feng Hao and Mei Meimei looked at each other helplessly, so they had to nod.
"This place stinks, let's go out first. Mei Meimei said with a wrinkled nose.
So, the three of them walked all the way through the corpse-strewn underground palace and reappeared on the pleasant Qilang Slope.
"By the way, little one, where is your house? Mei Meimei said softly, maybe she saw something sympathetic to Fang Wenjie.
"I appreciate the kindness of the two benefactors. Fang Wenjie looked up at the sky and said, "But from the moment I was arrested, I no longer had a home and relatives. ā
Mei Meimei's eyes turned red, and she said sympathetically: "Why don't you go with us to the Temple of the Thief God?"
"Forget it. Fang Wenjie shook his head bitterly, his eyes bursting with deep hatred and firmness, "If nothing else, I will go to the headquarters of the True God Sect, if he can personally subvert this sect one day, he will definitely go to the Temple of the Thief God to visit the two benefactors." ā
"It's too dangerous to do this, so come with us to the Temple of the Thieves. Feng Hao frowned.
Wen Jie has already made up his mind, and he asked the two benefactors not to stop him. Fang Wenjie thanked the two again, then resolutely turned around and faltered into sight.