Before he could even adjust to the discomfort of the brain being expanded again, the doctor sat back in his original position.

The Doctor stared at the boat that was always like a small ship in the ocean, the azure elf that appeared in the blood of the Marquis, and the bloodshot in his eyes was even better. This is a negligible side effect after taking the drug, and it is also an excellent reflection of the doctor's current anxiety.

Blood is the perfect material for experimentation compared to hair, as he had done countless experiments with the blood of the Marquis and Medusa. But the Doctor couldn't get the blood of the owner of the hair, and he didn't even know who the owner of the hair was.

The doctor also knew very well that not only did he not know who the owner of this long hair was, but the marquis should not know either. Otherwise, what will appear in front of you will never be this hair of almost no value, but a living person, at least enough blood samples for experiments.

The blue elf was not devoured by the blood, but it showed no signs of fusion, and it remained in a stalemate.

The Doctor knew that he had little time left to squander, and that the Marquis should still be waiting for the results of his experiments. If, before the Marquis's patience ran out, he could not produce a result that satisfied him sufficiently, or to find sufficient reasons for failure, the Doctor knew what awaited him.

The Doctor and the Marquis had known each other for many years, and the two had been friends since the old days. It is precisely for this reason that he finally chose the Marquis, and the Marquis will tolerate his failures again and again.

Maybe it was the potion he had just taken that had taken effect, and the doctor suddenly remembered a person in his mind.

Heidi Cardivan!

Heidi couldn't have done anything meaningless, and since she had sent it to her, it meant that Heidi was sure that the Doctor could find enough from it to satisfy the Marquis!

Of course, before finally finding these things, Heidi will definitely put the Doctor up to the bitterness to prove that she has always trampled the Doctor under her feet.

She's a complete lunatic!

"If Heidi were faced with this situation, what would she do to solve this dilemma? It seems that all the means of this woman can be summed up in two words, crazy! ”

The Doctor thought silently, his brain domain expanding again, which allowed his sluggish mind, from extreme fatigue, to work efficiently again.

He suddenly had a crazy idea!

Science maniacs like Heidi and Dr. Morse don't need any assistants. Although the Marquis had given Dr. Morse Adolf enough assistants to the research base, the Doctor never allowed anyone to enter his laboratory.

Now, he needs to use his assistant.

In order to get satisfactory results, he had to be as crazy as Heidi! He's going to try to touch God's bottom line!

He needed to pluck the fruit that was tempting enough, the one Heidi had sent, but he didn't want to risk getting his finger pricked.

The red button in the corner of the test bench in front of the doctor was pressed, and all the scientific research equipment in the entire research base except for the doctor's laboratory stopped functioning.

The power supply was cut off, the energy transport pipes were cut off, and even the sewage pipes and exhaust outlets were all sealed. The entire research base has become a veritable cage.

"Dr. Chloe Frollo, please get to Morse Adolph's lab as soon as possible. Dr. Chloe Frollo, please get to Morse Adolf's lab as soon as possible......"

A mechanical, icy synth voice resounded abruptly throughout the base, the timbre of this synth female voice hand-picked by Morse Adolphus was strikingly similar to Heidi's cold, emotionless voice.

Perhaps this is one of the ways Dr. Moss Adolphus pushes himself.

The door to the lab opened, and an unkempt man walked in.

He was Dr. Morse's assistant, but he was never allowed to enter the main laboratory, and was only responsible for the research of some basic data, the person who added to Morse's bloodline fusion research, Dr. Chloe Frollo.

Crow is more of a raunchy scientist than Moss, and even he smells of sweat.

It was clearly not a good time to reprimand his subordinates, so Dr. Morse began to assign work to his assistant, who was not too old but seemed older than himself.

"Chloe, I need you to help me build its matrix in the shortest possible time, do you know what I mean? Dr. Chloe! ”

Morse had fished the blue elf out of the marquis's blood, put it in a small closed test tube, and handed it to his assistant.

Chloe Frollo was in a trance, and he could scarcely believe what he had heard, as Dr. Morse Adolf, who was like a god in the research base, had reactivated himself.

And Chloe Frollo's best field, and the only one he is good at, is biological body weight cultivation technology, which in the old days was called "cloning".

This technique was controversial in the old times, and was even considered a violation of human dignity and a blasphemy against God.

And in this new era of evolution as the main tone, this is a kind of "Pandora's box"-like existence.

No one knows what the recreated is, it may be exactly the same as the parent body, it may be unrecognizable, it may even be a completely alien species, and the latter is extremely likely.

The biological gene chain in the new era is no longer as stable as the human gene chain in the old era, and the cloning process will lead to various mutations.

Perhaps, this is how Heidi once again trampled on the dignity of the Doctor.

"Doctor, you know, it's impossible! There is a greater chance that we will create a devil than if we find its mother! ”

"I don't need you to make it all, Chloe, I just want a drop of its blood, just a drop! Dude, you can do it, right? Tell me you can do it! ”

Dr. Morse snarled at the assistant, who was taller than himself, with a hint of hysteria.

Chloe didn't know how he started, and by the time he finally realized that he was exercising divine power, everything couldn't stop, and the Doctor couldn't stop him.

Chloe could only pray that he could get as much blood as the Doctor needed before the cultivation process was completely out of control.

The Marquis didn't know what was going on inside his research base, and he didn't care. He just needs Morse to give himself a result, success or failure.

But no matter whether they succeed or fail, the entire base is already doomed to destruction.

Before the Marquis could lose his patience completely, he heard the rapid footsteps coming from inside the gates of the base, the hoarse cries of his old friend Mase Adolphus, and the obvious excitement in the shouting.

The only attendant behind the Hou Ye still stood respectfully, as if he had not heard the louder and louder footsteps. Before Dr. Morse Adolphus could step through the door, he had to make sure that no one could enter the base, not even the patriarch of the Begu family!

"Paul! Old folk! It worked! Primitive! She's the original! Her blood blends perfectly with yours! Find her! Find the owner of that hair! ”

Morse wasn't worried about the gender of the hair's owner, the Marquis needed a pure enough primordial, and he believed Heidi knew it well. Heidi must not have been crazy enough to take a man's long hair and hand it over to the Marquis of the Begu family, who only allowed female heirs to take over the family scepter.

Dr. Morse's voice, as if it had been dried out, was piercing and high-pitched, reaching the ears of the Marquis, who was standing quietly at the entrance to the base. It wasn't until a long time later that his stumbling figure appeared at the entrance to the base gate, and even lost one of his shoes.

The Marquis's gloomy face finally smiled, and even the old heart began to beat again. His body trembled under his heavy armor, and he slowly turned to look at the doctor, who was still in a state of extreme euphoria.

"Moss, you are doing well, my old friend! You're probably tired already, and I've decided to give you a vacation long enough. ”

The Marquis looked at his old friend, like the cheerful and sunny Paul Begu of the old days, facing the kind and stubborn Moss Adolphus of the old days.

The Marquis got the results he wanted, but it was only a good start. He still had a lot to do, so he didn't pay any attention to the doctor, who had lost his manners due to excitement, and turned and walked out of the underground base.

With hope, the rest will be much easier!

Mars watched the Marquis's elongated back disappear before stepping over to the Doctor, who was still screaming excitedly.

He knew that from this night onwards, the Black-Armored Legion, which had made the whole wilderness tremble, would return to its former glory, wiping the rusty spears in their hands with the dirty blood of their enemies.

Mars doesn't know who the enemy is, but it doesn't matter, whatever the general's sword is pointing at is the enemy of the black armor!

As the sun struggled to climb out of the horizon again, Marquis Begu's motorcade left the ancient mansion and headed out into the wilderness, heading for the Cardivan family's research base in the wilderness.

The Marquis knew very well, even the great families of the Wilderness, that Heidi Cardivon had never been in the habit of meeting anyone, even her father, who was the patriarch.

So, the Marquis himself came.

Of course, the Marquis of the Begu family did not come alone, and he was accompanied by a group of black-armored soldiers wrapped in thick black armor, holding spears in their hands, and exuding a thick aura of anger.

Yes, in this new era of high-tech firearms, the Marquis's black-armored legionnaires are still using spears, which are old enough weapons.

Ancient does not mean backward, and what has survived through endless years of elimination has enough precipitation.

Sitting in the city of three hundred wilderness, the supreme commander of the Black Armor Legion, the hereditary marquis of the Begu family, an ally of the Cardivan family, and the largest buyer of Heidi's private trade, the Marquis of Begu has enough and prominent status.