Colonel Abraham Duncan, a powerful officer in the U.S. Imperial Federal Government, finally landed as the first reinforcement in the Far South after the others had already been fighting in the Far South for three months.

He didn't know what he was doing in the Far South, more than seventy warships sailed along the east coast of the Far South for three days and three nights, and all the cities he passed along the way were flying the flag of the Song Empire high, there were no responders, no landing sites, and Colonel Duncan did not even have a detailed map of the Far South.

On land, a cavalry patrolled their fleet along the coastline, and on the sea, three warships that looked to be twice the size of their largest flagship fell a few nautical miles away to follow them, and in the sky, a large airship with a dragon's head hung over its head and watched its every move.

Colonel Duncan felt that he was under a lot of pressure, and the crew were waiting for his orders, but he didn't know what to order, and turning around and returning the way he wanted was undoubtedly the best outcome.

But the players of the entire American Emperor are waiting for his Far South exploration report, they have had enough of the witch king's crushing, and they want a land where they can live a peaceful life.

"Are we going to engage with them?" An Ayn-El navigator wrapped himself in armor asked, peeking at the fleet of the American Imperials with his magic.

"Keep watching, they are of little value, and they are not worth the damage we have to do with those Oriental humans." Calanhill replied, the most of an Ayn-El elf, and his dress at this time was completely similar to that of the humans of this world.

The navigator dispelled the observation magic in his hand, and he agreed with Lord Caranhill that these latecomers from another continent were obviously weak, their fleets were small, their ships small, and they were not capable of competing with the Serisians and the Old Worlders.

The Al Ayn-El are survivors, refugees of war, not conquerors, and they just want to recuperate in this world in peace.

However, perhaps Lord Caranhill had a different idea, and the navigator glanced at Lord Caranhill, greeted slightly, and exited the room.

The rift between Calanhill and the General was known to be wide, all for the sake of the blood of the ancients in that human.

At present, the cooperation between the Al Elves and the Loess Region is in the honeymoon period, and the almost unlimited supply of materials in the Loess Region has almost made the Al El Elves who have been hungry and full almost supported.

Of course, the Loess Region has also acquired a lot of technology, and the development and utilization of magical energy by the Elves of Ain El is very different from the mainstream ideas of this world, filling many technical gaps in the Loess Region.

However, the Void Navigation Technology that the Academy of Sciences is most interested in, the Ayn-El clan has always covered it very tightly and refused to reveal it at all, and the Ayn-El clan has always wanted to get Xu Yichen's blood, and the Loess Region has also never mentioned it.

The situation remained stalemate until today, when the Seris sent an emissary offering a sample of the 'blood of Xu Yichen', but they asked to participate in the entire study of the blood by the Ayn-El.

Karanhir couldn't believe his ears, according to legend, the Ayn-El clan was not afraid of the pollution of chaos in ancient times because of the inheritance of the ancient blood, and was completely defeated by Chaos with hard power, with the wandering in the void, the ancient blood in their bodies became thinner and thinner, and to this day, those who still have the thin ancient blood in their bodies have been revered as 'navigators'.

Calanhill had always suspected that the blood in the human named Xu Yichen was very likely to be related to the blood of the ancients, but the general who had mastered the Void Ship Najifar firmly rejected this hypothesis.

And today, Calanhill finally has the opportunity to study the connection between Xu Yichen's blood and the blood of the ancients.

Sixth Colonial Fleet, Colonial Ships.

Yang Yuefan watched several scientific officers manipulating remote-controlled machinery to collect blood in Xu Yichen's life-support cabin, and asked with some weakness: "Are you sure that doing this will not affect his state in the game?" ”

"Of course it doesn't matter, you have to believe in science!" A science officer turned back at him with a fanatical face: "You know a fart!" ”

Yang Yuefan was still a little weak-hearted, after all, the first set of blood collection plans of the scientific officer had failed, and the needles composed of nanorobots could not pierce Xu Yichen's skin, even if they penetrated deep into the mouth, they were unsuccessful.

Now they are working on a second package.

Well, these scientists are modifying the inlet of Xu Yichen's life support cabin, trying to enlarge it to the point where it can fit into a laser cutter.

The second plan of these scientific officers is to directly cut Xu Yichen's skin with a high-energy laser, and collect skin tissue and muscle tissue simultaneously on the basis of blood samples.

Of course, this is what the science officer said to Yang Yuefan, and their private plan is-

"At least one finger!" Science Officer A said viciously: "Not only is the sampling comprehensive, but it can also assess his recovery ability by the way!" ”

"One finger is a bit too much, if it can't be recovered, won't it be disabled?" Science Officer B looked kind and kind: "I think it's better to cut the kidney, not only can it be deeply sampled, but it will not affect his normal life." ”

"You people, your conscience has been eaten by dogs!" Science Officer C only looked at these two colleagues with a look of contempt: "What you are looking at is a meritorious soldier of New China, and your irresponsible behavior has let the military know, and you will not be able to eat and walk around!" I proposed, just gouge out an eye, I checked the inventory, there is the latest model of mechanical prosthetic eye on the ship, which can not only strengthen vision, but also increase a variety of visual effects, and in no way affect his combat ability! ”

The three science officers suddenly paused, glanced at each other, and a perverted smile suddenly bloomed on their faces: "Yes, the military can't manage it so far!" ”

"I want a finger!"

"I want a kidney!"

"Eyes! I want eyes! ”

Yang Yuefan finally educated several scientific officials one by one, so that they could take blood with peace of mind......

"I'm going to take a few of you! Six thousand milliliters of blood? Are you going to make blood tofu? Yang Yuefan looked at the scientific officer in front of him, holding a glass bucket filled with blood, and looked confused.

"Don't worry, we are measured, Comrade Xu Yichen is in very good condition, and there will never be accidents!" "We've seen all the data on his evolution, and his hematopoietic abilities are extremely powerful," the scientists assured. ”

Several scientific officers sent Yang Yuefan, who was anxious to check Xu Yichen's status, and began to discuss their own experimental plans.

"I'm going to compare the difference between this blood and ordinary people's blood, and if possible, I'd like to see if it will improve the immune response of ordinary people to chaos." Science Officer A patted the blood on his hand: "I hope it works." ”