Zhang Lan stripped off only a short in front of everyone, exposing a perfect muscle like a knife and stone carving, and walked barefoot into a white medical cabin in the scientific research area.

The all-glass hatch quickly closes, and he lies sideways, the scanner moving gradually downward from his head, and the green camera scans his body like a 3D figure.

The automatic blood collection machine drew blood samples from his fingertips, and various analysis instruments presented Zhang Lan's body on the computer.

The white-bearded scientific officer who belonged to the rebels looked at the data on the screen, and cold sweat couldn't help but flow.

"Questions?" Aaron asked curiously.

"Boss, he ...... Not people. The scientific officer said embarrassedly.

"Of course we know he's not human, he's a demigod." Qin Feng said.

"No, his indicators do not belong to the same demigods as you, he should be regarded as a new species, his brain capacity is 10 times larger than normal, and the sensitivity of the reflex nerve is also 10 times that of ordinary people, the general demigods have DNA mutations, and they only change a node in the 23 pairs of chromosomes of the human double helix, but his 23 pairs of chromosomes have all been changed, theoretically, he can no longer be regarded as a human creature."

In addition, although he has supernatural powers, his body does not have any side effects and defects, and he is infinitely close to a god. If there are any side effects, his abilities are not fully developed, and only about 10 of the 23 pairs of abnormal chromosomes may play a role. If I can continue to study, maybe we can find a way for humanity to evolve into a true God! "The scientific officer was extremely excited.

"Do you mean to soak him in formalin and give us a good study? Don't think about it, just look at the clever eyes. Joan of Arc guided the scientific researcher to look back, only to see Zhang Lan on the glass medical bed looking at him with his eyes pulled, even in the middle of the test, he was always in a state of ready to fight.

"He won't give us this opportunity, in his thinking, the value of his life is above everything else, even if he kills all the people on the earth to live, all he will think about is how to kill all the people on the earth, and the existence that is slightly above his life is only that girl."

"So awesome? I don't believe we can't kill him? Qin Feng said arrogantly.

"It doesn't matter if you can fight or not, is it necessary? Zhang Lan is destined to fight the overlord endlessly, dealing with him is tantamount to doing the overlord a favor, and helping him is attacking the overlord. He knows the relationship better than anyone else, so he dares to show us all his secrets without fear. "Aaron thinks Zhang Lan is getting more and more interesting.

"Clever ghosts are like that, always throwing themselves in a position where they can't lose, and they're so clever that it's annoying." The corners of Joan of Arc's mouth stirred the galaxy lollipop and sighed faintly.

At this time, Zhang Lan, who had completed the test, also walked out of the medical cabin, took a towel handed by a staff member and wiped the sweat on his body, "It's so hot inside, I thought you were going to steam me." ”

"This is the first generation of medical cabin, the heat dissipation function is not good, and Mr. Zhang Lan has been wronged." Aaron said kindly.

"What were the results? Need to dissect me and study it? Zhang Lan said without pain or itching.

"The scientific officer wanted to, but I rejected his offer." Aaron said that the scientific officer looked embarrassed.

"Really? So do I have a problem? Zhang Lan is also curious about her own data.

"Your problem is that you are too healthy, you have not paid any price for becoming a demigod, obviously you are a man favored by the gods, too enviable."

"That's good, now I want my hand." Zhang Lan returned to the origin of the problem.

"Joan of Arc, take Mr. Zhang Lan to the prosthetic body." Aaron was as generous as the Dragon King of the East China Sea facing Sun Wukong, and Joan of Arc took Zhang Lan to the door of a corner of the underground warehouse.

The door as thick as a safe opens for them, and the huge content space is placed like a large supermarket shelf, on which a variety of mechanical prosthetic accessories are dazzlingly placed, and professional technicians are selecting materials for many wounded people to perform limb completion surgery.

With the flying metal sparks, and the screams that come from time to time, it's really hard to feel that this is more like a hospital.

"Where the hell did you get all this prosthetic material?" Zhang Lan was shocked by the many materials in front of him, and there were more varieties than the ordinary black market.

"Some of them were made by themselves, some were made on the black market, and many more were dismembered from other people's corpses. Over the years, you may not know that we have often broken out in wars with major groups, and the wounded are in great demand for prosthetics, so in terms of prosthetic manufacturing technology, we are second to none in the world. Joan of Arc said, picking out a mechanical black hand and displaying it, "How about this?" Wolverine hand, look, shrinking like this, can eject the steel blade of titanium alloy, although it can't cut through the armored car, but it's still good to pick your teeth. ”

"Are you kidding me?" Zhang Lan couldn't laugh.

"You don't have to be too picky about the mechanical prosthesis, its main role is as a continuation of the mutilated body, after all, you rely on your brain to fight, this kind of thing is not very useful in front of the demigods." Joan of Arc, as an individual with a 99% mechanical prosthetic fusion rate, is an absolute expert in this area.

"I don't need you to recommend it, I'll find it myself." Zhang Lan closed his eyes as he spoke, and the ability was activated, and the numerous shelves and prosthetics in front of him turned into energy sources and appeared in his vision.

Zhang Lan's way of treasure hunting is also very simple, mechanical prosthetics are different from the human body, they are driven by energy, so the larger the energy demand, the better the equipment.

He walked forward with his eyes closed, and Joan of Arc could only follow him to his right and left, with a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, after a few minutes, Zhang Lan stood in front of a sealed lead iron box.

"That's it." Zhang Lan was excited, because the state of the box was like a sealed demonic beast, and even arranged for guards to guard it with guns.

"No! This one doesn't work! Joan of Arc sternly refused, "If you want, I'll chop one of my own hands for you, but you can't take this!" ”

"Why?" Zhang Lan was puzzled.

"Because it's Jack's hand." Aaron came with him at some point.

"Jack's hand? What is that? ”

"Jack is the former leader of the Mechanical Barbarian Mercenary Regiment, the most frenzied mechanical prosthetist in history, the scientist who forged the Odin metal that no one has surpassed so far, and the one who transformed Joan of Arc." Qin Feng added.

"Jack has another name - the Ripper, and in his lifetime, he killed more than 3,000 people, relying on the hand in the box." Aaron explained.

"But isn't he dead? I don't mind using relics. Zhang Lan shrugged indifferently.

"You don't understand, Jack is dead, but his robot is still alive, we have tried to format the program in that arm no less than 30 times, but each time, the computer used to format it was destroyed, so I believe that the bastard must have backed up his personality memory program to the robot before he died, and anyone who tries to use this arm again must be connected by the nerve wires, so that it is possible to be attacked by his personality, become his stand-in, and bring him back to life." Joan of Arc's face turned pale.