After Kemeng finished flipping through the materials, Luo Yuan walked up and asked softly, "Do you need any arrangements from our side?" ”

Kemeng thought for a few seconds, shook his head and said, "No need to arrange, I'll go on a field trip." ”

The paper data given by the Investigation Bureau is okay, at least it can be a lowest-end virtual game brain-computer interface.

The interface in Kemon's mind doesn't need to be too complicated, as long as it allows the machine to recognize the human brain signal and input the corresponding stimulus signal into the human body.

His brain has the ability to recover extremely quickly, and his own resistance is high, so he can also tailor a virtual game helmet.

Kemeng hasn't figured out which side of technology to use for the time being, and the wasteland cultivation area of the sect organization also has a certain amount of science and technology, but he doesn't know exactly which step he can do.

In short, first visit the scientific research related scientific research institutions of Blue Star, and then go back to see the relevant scientific research sites in the wasteland cultivation area.

There was no danger on this trip, Luo Yuan didn't come with him, and he himself was very busy now.

Besides, with Kemon's strength, no one can danger him now.

After Kemeng arrived at the Military Research Institute, he made a local investigation, and then confirmed each other according to the memories in his mind.

Kemon didn't go too far, just walked around the neighborhood.

Maybe it's because I live in Whale City, the military research institutes in the neighborhood are all high-level, and there are many new equipment that are fresh, most of them are made this year, and the manufacturing technology has met the minimum requirements of Kemon.

After looking at the equipment at the institute and making sure that their technical reserves were out of moisture, Kemon drove to the furniture market, bought hundreds of doors and put them in storage scarves, and then returned to his home and took out the silver keys from the storage scarves.

The silver key is small and delicate, and has the function of alienating the door.

Judging from the experience of the Golden Gate Owner, the alienation of the silver key is not completely random, after the continuous alienation of more than a dozen doors, the next alienated door has a certain probability of leading to the central place of the door, that is, the area where the silver key is opened and then connected.

For example, the assembly corridor, the wasteland cultivation area, the land of abundance, the starry sky staircase of the Gate of Knowledge, and the large rear of the Gate Organization are all gathering places for the Gate Organization.

Kemon didn't want to use the door in the Bureau of Investigation right now, he wanted to create a door that would lead to the gathering place.

After using the silver key, the key fell into a short period of unusability, and the whole body was completely devoid of spirituality, like an ordinary key.

Before Kemeng used it, he had already seen the historical use of the silver key through synaesthesia, and the probability of the next one was quite large from the number of times he used it.

Gently pushing the door open, a slight radiation shone into the body, and the dusky wind and sand swept across the sky.

"Good luck." Kemon said in his heart.

This door leads to the wasteland cultivation area, so there's no need to wait for the next alienation.

Back to the wasteland cultivation area, walking downstairs, those non-human races did not leave the underground street, because there is radiation pollution outside, going out to live will only distort the body, but there is no strength to grow, so no one wants to go out and take risks.

Coupled with the fact that the people killed by Kemeng were only disciples and did not destroy the underground food garden and the above-ground thermal power plant, the believers of the Gate Organization did not flee, but looked forward to the return of the Golden Gate Lord to clean up the mess.

In the hearts of the believers of the Gate Organization, the strength of the Golden Gate Lord is above all else, and a reckless man like Kemeng, who was killed halfway, will be killed by the Golden Gate Lord sooner or later, so there is nothing to fear.

With this in mind, they continued to live peacefully, getting up every day for breakfast, and then going to the holy place to pray daily according to the instructions of the announcer.

Kemon made a low-key return wearing the mask of the Faceless, taking a look at the underground research layer of the wasteland cultivation area, and then talking about the rest.

The underground study level is on the lower four floors, where the disciples once lived.

Kemeng reached the basement four floors, opened a steel door, and led to the scientific research place of the gate organization, where the scientific researchers recruited by the Golden Gate Lord gathered.

It is not dominated by pure humans, most of the creatures of the different races wear white coats, and based on the results left by the relics of a certain advanced civilization, they study the so-called biology and try to create a new race composed of super genes.

The purpose of studying biology is to increase the chances of a disciple being promoted.

Kemeng temporarily took over, and his appearance became the appearance of the Lord of the Golden Gate, wandering around.

As soon as the aliens of the Wasteland Research Institute saw the appearance of the Golden Gate Lord, they were so nervous that they couldn't speak, and they didn't dare to look more, so they lowered their heads to do their own research.

Kemon didn't show his real face, and he didn't need to ask how they were doing, just standing on the floor here, all kinds of images of past history appeared in front of him, all cheering images of breakthrough research in the Wasteland Research Institute.

Cells, Brain Nerves, Genes......

Kemon had synesthesia in place for a while, and then he broke free from that ambient atmosphere.

"The study of brain nerves by aliens here has gone further than Koi Island!" Kemon was surprised.

The Wasteland Research Institute is different from the research institute in Koi Island, these aliens are fanatical seekers of knowledge, and in order to obtain knowledge, they do not think about ethical issues, so they are very bold in their research.

Their research results are based on a large number of living organisms.

Behind the fruits of the harvest was an invisible, bloody hell for which countless bones died.

Kemon saw the wronged humans, the centaurs with their eyes wide open and their heads torn apart, the frog-headed men with twisted limbs, and the corpses of the rest of the aliens being cut open and studied.

Kemon closed his eyes, cut off the distracting thoughts that bothered him, and when he opened them again, his brain had blocked out the annoying thoughts.

The past is gone.

Kemon will take over this place and use it for him.

If he could, Kemon would try to minimize the amount of research done directly with living sapient beings.

After all, Kemeng has dreamed of a lot of science and technology in his dreams.

Digesting this knowledge does not require such inhumane experiments.

"Given by the Lord of the Tonkin Gate, the manufacturing process here is sufficient to meet the manufacturing needs of high-precision fields."

The Golden Gate's brain, which is comparable to a supercomputer, has made a lot of contributions to the institute.

Especially in the high-precision field, the Golden Gate Lord's terrifying precision control was more accurate than any machine on the Blue Star.

In addition, the purpose of the Wasteland Research Institute is research, so they did not develop industry, and only made research in the field of biological genes that surpassed that of Blue Star.

Kemon weighs the two phases, and it is easy to make a choice.

"Everyone, I want to announce one thing, please stop what you are doing." Kemon walked over to the place where the institute was broadcasting, modulated the dialogue channel, and said loudly.

When the people in the institute heard the voice, they didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but after Kemon injected the spirit into his throat and spoke on the microphone, the voice with spiritual power pierced through everyone's diaphragm.

At this moment, all the aliens looked up at the radio with a look of surprise on their faces.