Chapter 2189: Exploring the Trail of Sha Lan (27)

The Orc, or "ogre" as they are often called, is not actually a demon, but is believed to be a mutant giant with a high degree of genetic deterioration. Known for their tallness, gluttony, greed, and stupidity, these green-skinned monsters are hated by many races for their ability to grab humans and other humanoids for food.

Even though the Orcs of the Dawn Realm (Beastroids) worship strength, they never take trolls whose power is above them in their eyes------ because trolls possess pure power, pure power, but no intelligence to match this power. It is not an exaggeration to say that trolls are synonymous with stupidity. These green-skinned monsters have muscular muscles, but they only know how to wield thick clubs to kill their enemies, and rudely smash their opponents' heads. Their way of fighting is almost always associated with words like "elegant" and "ingenious", and is pure brainless torture.

So, when Palamides saw the "Dr. Virgil" in front of him, the industry authority on artificial human prosthetics touted by the sky, turned out to be a stupid and brainless troll, the big cat's surprise on his face could almost be revealed through the ginkfold scarf that covered most of his face.

This guy is the industry authority on artificial human prosthetics? a troll? Is this really not a joke?!

"Dr. Virgil's"'s muscular, muscular, bruise-covered arms made of rough, ugly, wrinkled green skin are clumsily poking at the various control panels in the control room, indeed monitoring the operation of the third-generation artificial artificial field. But the contact surface of his fingers was even bigger than the buttons on the panel, and he poked one button and actually accidentally poked several buttons next to it. Luckily, there seemed to be some sort of debugging on the control panel, and the trolls were there with a continuous poke that didn't cause the machinery in the workshop to malfunction.

Or maybe his action of poking the panel was meaningless, the panel might have been locked, and no matter how much he poked, it wouldn't affect the machinery in the workshop?

"Whew...... Disdain came out with the Leopard Warrior's snort, for he couldn't help but sneer.

"I know what you're thinking, man. Hearing the Blade Monster's sneer, Diggan explained, "But there's nothing wrong with my information, that man...... The troll was Dr. Virgil. Didn't you get any information about it before you came here?"

"The rebels didn't say anything, they just wanted me to find Dr. Virgil. Palamides said.

"Well, either because they don't know much about Dr. Virgil either, or maybe they intended to hide it from you from the beginning. Dee Gen continued, "Anyway, I brought you to Dr. Virgil as promised. What are you going to do next? Are you going to capture him alive?"

"I don't think it's useful to get a troll back, but I'll catch it alive first. Palamides snorted, carefully removing the vent cover and leaping out.

Strike. He landed almost silently, frighteningly light and dexterously, the only sounds being the faint sound of his dark silver robes being blown by the air, and the subtle, low sound of the flesh pads on his feet colliding with the ground as he landed.

Normally, such a slight sound would be difficult for even orcs with a keen sense of hearing to hear, let alone a troll with a bad brain and a bad ear. However, to Paramides' surprise, the troll "Dr. Virgil", who was ten yards away, could feel the noise, and instantly turned around, shouting in a thick, deep voice, "It's finally here." Is that you, Kroger?"

"Who's ......?" said Palamides, who was confused.

The troll had completely turned his face around by this time, and his ugly green face still had a pair of half-broken glasses, which were not meant to be worn by trolls, but more like something that had been snatched from some human. He had deliberately modified the frames of his glasses so that they could barely fit in front of his eyes, relying on the two nearsighted lenses that were no longer very useful to cover his bloodshot eyes. The troll's eyes weren't actually the size of their heads, and they were inexplicably smaller. Despite this, the troll's eyes were still much larger than the tiny ones, and the lenses barely blocked the small circle directly in front of his eyes, and even if he moved his eyeballs a little, the glasses would be ineffective, and might even block his vision.

Trolls are said to have poor eyesight. But Palamides had never seen a troll wear glasses. These stupid Hulks don't care if they can see clearly in front of them------ anyway, if they don't like it, they will pick up a big stick and smash it------ whether they can see it or not can be cleared makes no difference.

"Aren't you the one sent by the Egyptian spy organization to assassinate me? called Kroger's killer, right? Now I'm here, I won't run or hide, what else are you pretending, if you want to kill, kill with your hands. ＂

"Ha???" Palamides was even more confused.

"It seems that this Dr. Virgil also has a lot of misunderstandings. Before the Silverwing Monster could figure out what was going on, Railway Detective Ditchen jumped down from the vent and explained, "This famous Silverwing Monster isn't here to kill you. He's just ordered to take you away, to the rebels in Egypt, I suppose?"

"The Resistance, those lunatics trying to make a revolution?" Dr. Virgil shrugged disdainfully, "What a foolishness. Who has time to play with those crazy people. What if I refuse to go with me?"

"Then I can only knock you out and take you away by force. Palamides said unemotionally, "Are you really Dr. Virgil? I never thought that the industry authority on artificial human prosthetics would be ...... Well...... ＂

"Trolls? Palamides did not say what he did not say because of politeness, and Virgil made up for it: "I know what you are thinking. You think trolls are stupid and clumsy, and they can't have such intelligence to study androids, right? But I'll tell you, I'm originally human, and my body is normal human flesh. It's just that there were some accidents during the period, and it became what it is now. ＂

"Can a man become a troll?" said Paramidis.

"Using a particular virus to change the structure of genetic factors, yes, of course. Virgil snorted, "The Academy is using this thing to threaten me to work for them, and if I don't do it, I'll never be able to turn back into a human." So tell me, Mr. Xizi, why do you think that I will betray the academy and go with your rebels, and give up the chance to turn back into a human forever? The forced transformation virus is still eroding my body, and I don't have much time left. Rather than live forever as a troll with you, I might as well kill myself right here with the poison I have prepared. Do you think it's faster for you to knock me out, or for me to bite off the poisonous capsule hidden in my teeth faster?"

"Uh. The big cat snorted. It was more than he expected.

"What should I do?" Seeing that things were deadlocked and not progressing here, Di asked the Silverwing Monster, "Regardless of whether he directly destroyed this factory, and killed him to prevent him from sounding the alarm?"

"No matter what I chose, I couldn't achieve my original goal. Palamides snorted, "There must be some other way to solve this problem, right?"

"So, can you confirm one thing first?" the Leopard Warrior asked the troll instead, "Dr. Virgil, you said that the Academy turned you into this and forced you to work for them. That means you hate the academy too, huh?"

"Hate it to the bone. The Hulk clenched his fists: "I wish all those science freaks were dead." But when they die, I can't change back into human form. If I don't listen to them, I won't be able to change back into human form. ＂

"If I say, I'll find a way to help you find the antidote to turning back into a human form?" The big cat asked again, "If you can provide enough information to let me enter the academy, maybe I can help you get the antidote?"

"No way. The location of the academy headquarters has been a top secret since a long time ago, and even I don't know their exact location, so I can't get in. It is said that they use special portals for point-to-point teleportation, and that this is the only way in the world to get in and out of the academy headquarters. ＂

"It's hard to say. Di Geng, who was on the side, snickered.

"What?"

"Point-to-point teleportation...... It means that the entrance to the portal is opened at one end, and the exit of the portal is opened at the other end, and this is just a simple teleportation mechanism. The entrance and exit of the [door] must be connected using some kind of communication protocol, and as long as there is a communication protocol, there is a way to crack it. As long as we crack the communication protocol, we can make another entrance on our side, enough to break into the [back door] of the portal exit over there. ＂

"It's easy to say. But you can never know the channel and wavelength of the communication protocol------"

"What if I told you we already knew?"

"You...... It can't be ......!" Dr. Virgil looked at the mysterious bald man in sunglasses in front of him, "Who are you, what kind of organization are you, and how did you do it?!"

"I'll keep this a secret for now. Dee snorted, "So, Dr. Virgil, you currently have two options, just two.

First, don't make trouble and come with us, and then our Mr. Silverblade Monster will help you enter the academy to find the antidote, and everyone will be happy;

Second, you stay in this factory and work for the academy, and try to see if they will be kind enough to give you the antidote------ I don't think it's likely. They just want to use you to collect research data. When the production line of the third-generation androids is stable, the research data collection is sufficient, and you are no longer needed, do you think they will still keep you alive?"

It must be said that Diggen's proposal was very convincing, and it just touched the real fear in Virgil's heart. Perhaps the troll himself thought it would be like this, the academy was just using him, and when the academy no longer needed him, he never had a chance to survive.

Rather than desperately persevering until the last minute and gambling on the almost impossible to achieve, why not take a desperate gamble and pin your hopes on this group of strangers of unknown origin? After all, the fact that they were able to sneak into a place like the workshop without a sound was a testament to their ability.

"Deal. The troll said emotionlessly, "I'll go with you." I will give you all the information you need, to the best of my knowledge. But you must help me find the antidote to turning back into a human as promised, and that's it. ＂

"Of course. Palamides replied without emotion.