There are people, there are rivers and lakes.

If there are transcendentals, there will naturally be an underground world.

Gotham City on the West Coast of the United States has been extremely unusual lately for anomalous beings who are hiding on the dark side.

The city was like a sinkhole that devoured aliens, and anyone who dared to risk their lives would never return, never to be heard from, and would evaporate from the world after entering Gotham.

It's not that no one wants to investigate this, but any trail will be abruptly interrupted after a period of tracking, and the entire investigation process will end without a hitch.

"It's getting harder and harder to find experimental materials." Leon held the research journal, looked at the rows of glass prisons, and sighed, "Those messy superpower criminals have not dared to break into Gotham recently, and the research projects at hand are about to become moldy. ”

In the huge laboratory, the researchers who were "collected" were silent, afraid to squeak, for fear that the employer would come up with some novel transformation plan on them.

They really can't be blamed for this, there are dozens of teaching whiteboards in the center of the laboratory, and those whiteboards are densely drawn with various formulas and all kinds of pictures of prisoners with blurred flesh and blood and strange shapes.

The killer crocodile in the suicide squad was first stripped of his inhuman parts and re-transformed into a normal-looking ordinary person, but before he could be happy, Leon transformed him into a lizard-shaped Godzilla covered in bone spurs, a half-human, half-mechanical hermit crab, and even a strange-shaped lifeform with muscles and flesh entwined like a humanoid meat mound, and almost didn't break him after a toss.

As for the purple-skinned parasite, his fate was much better - his original name was Joshua Michael Allen, and he was originally an ordinary salaryman who worked as a courier.

Originally, Alan and his wife and children lived on the edge of Kansas City, with a house and a field at home, and a happy life, but one day, an alien parasite came, arrogant and ruthless, bold and lawless, and infected Allen as a host, which not only completely distorted his appearance, but also gave him the ability to absorb the energy and spirit of the other party by contacting others.

This ability could not be turned off by self-consciousness, and Allen, who was physically different, could no longer hug his wife and children, and had to flee in panic in the predicament of everyone shouting and beating, trying to save his life and not be captured by those federal agents.

Originally, after seeing the treatment of other people, the parasite demon thought that he would be dissected and sliced by Leon, but he didn't realize that the other party actually used the method of transferring his soul to reshape an ordinary body for himself, leaving only the old body infected by the parasite as the experimental subject.

Alan, who had regained his normal appearance, was assigned to a cleaning post because of his low intelligence, but for him, it was already a rare luxury to be free to breathe freely without being trapped in a twisted body - not to mention that there were many people who were worse than him.

For example, the studio's professional killer and mercenary death shooter, Floyd Lawton, because of his unusually accurate marksmanship and stable performance, was used by Leon as a combat effectiveness testing unit within the laboratory, and often used as a comparison object to fight with modified biochemical weapons.

First of all, there are various improved models of the butcher.

The butcher, which was made up of primitive meat cells, has undergone a fundamental change in its genetic factors after adding the plant cell characteristics of Poison Ivy Woman.

The DNA double helix of this new type of butcher is composed of a plant spiral and an animal helix respectively, and the cells contain a large number of chloroplasts and mitochondria.

This type of butcher can no longer be called "animal" in general, it has transformed into a hybrid creature of plants and animals, with a completely emerald green body surface, capable of not only photosynthesis, but also covered with a layer of microspores on the skin.

Whenever this type of butcher's hair and skin debris fall to the ground, the spores bury deep into the dirt, and with a small amount of sunlight and nutrients, the spores will expand into a green mushroom with an oval-shaped eggshell underneath.

Woody roots grow around the eggshell, drawing nutrients from the soil, and over time, the eggshell grows until the time is ripe, at which point the eggshell breaks automatically, giving birth to a butcher replica that is identical to the prototype.

Because of their green skin, strong physique, and terrifying asexual reproduction ability comparable to natural disasters, Leon named the new race "Greenskin".

"From the perspective of biochemical cultivation alone, the green skin is almost a perfect man-made weapon," Li Ang looked at the half-plant, half-animal embryo suspended in the container, and muttered to himself: "It's a pity that I can't design a soul reincarnation system that can circulate on its own right now, and the butchers who grow from the ground are dead creatures without soul and consciousness, and they don't even germinate the biological instincts of activity, hunting, and seeking advantage and avoiding harm." ”

Greenskin's body cells are alive under the microscope, but when stacked together, they become rotten flesh that can't move, unless Leon himself gives instructions to force Greenskin's joints to move - but Leon wants a new life with self-consciousness, not a puppet with a manipulating string.

"Rebecca, have you come back from the last round of soul conversion experiments?" Leon turned around and asked the witch dressed as a secretary.

"Come out, the souls of the ten Owl Court Assassins have been infused into the original green-skinned bodies, because the brain structure and body structure do not match the original human body, resulting in extremely severe phantom limb pain and rejection reactions." Rebecca pushed the thin-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose and replied softly, "After emergency modulation, these ten greenskins have survived, and they can defeat the full-service armed Death Shooter, Death Knell, and Killer Crocodile one-on-one in the combat power test.

But the 'offspring' of these green skins through spore division did not spontaneously become souls, and they still looked like dead things. ”

"Then it's troublesome...."Leon sighed, "If every green-skinned newborn needs to take souls from the shells of individuals of other races, then isn't there a suspicion of plagiarizing the setting of "Alien"? Unless, I can fully develop the process of making virtual souls....."

At present, the technical reserves accumulated by the institute have reached a threshold, and before obtaining new sources of knowledge or more specialized mechanical instruments, I am afraid that we can only do a large number of repetitive experiments to find possible breakthroughs in a certain field with extremely low efficiency.

Leon put down the experiment log, raised his head absentmindedly, and said to Bane, who was trembling on the side, "By the way, where is the butcher's other model improvement plan?" ”

"The third stage of the experiment has been reached," said the big-shouldered and round-waisted Bane, crunched into a cramped suit, looking a little like a monkey, "The telomeres contain 5,000 TTAGGG repeats, and after the addition of telomeres of Lars Gul El El cells instead of the ability to extend, the Hyfrick limit, which restricts cells from dividing all the time, has grown, which means that the new model of cells has acquired the property of 'immortality' to a certain extent.

If a certain amount of new cells were placed on the ocean floor, it could cover the entire Pacific ocean floor in a matter of years with extremely high division efficiency, terrible energy utilization, and no limit on the number of cell divisions. ”

"Oh? That's good news," Leon laughed, "You're the leader of this project, so it's up to you to name the new model of cells." ”

Bane swallowed and said uneasily, "Then let's call it 'SAYA'." ”

“SAYA？” Li Ang raised his eyebrows, "Does this mean anything?" ”

Bane rubbed his hands together as if he was a little embarrassed, and said in an urn, "SAYA MEANS SAYA IN JAPANESE..."

Brother, you're a villain, don't awaken any special fetishes.

"....." The corners of Leon's eyes twitched, and his spiritual sense swept away, seeing the wriggling flesh wall that served as a landscape plant in Bane's office, and the decorative bow carefully tied up in the corner of the flesh wall, he didn't know what kind of expression to use to face it, so he could only hold back a sentence, "It's good if you're happy." ”