Chapter 202: Perfect Genes
The next day, in a dilapidated log cabin on the edge of the empire, Van was being "examined" lying on a workbench. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Strange, strange! Impossible? The dirty Shelde carefully kneaded Fan's arm, "Bend your arm, yes, bend to the limit." He said without raising his head.
Brahma moves according to the order, normal people's arms are parallel to the body, and it is impossible for the wrist to go around the shoulder after bending the arm, but this law is useless in Brahma's body.
Shelder scratched at his messy beard and slashed hard at Van in the knee, with no knee reflex.
"Amazing! It's amazing! The old man couldn't help but exclaim, "I'll take a look at overclocking, don't look at me with that kind of look, even if it's really not overclocking, it's not much worse anyway." ā
Immediately after that, Brahma began to vibrate his right arm in a small way, in fact, this skill was not mastered through learning, but after Brahma woke up, he naturally comprehended the way of using the basics, and the generation of this tremor did not rely on excessive skills, but a special physiological structure.
"Stinky boy, just let me take a look! Just a bit! As long as you promise me, I can give you whatever you want! Puzzled, Sheld's face was full of pleading.
"Impossible." Van categorically refused, and was faintly ready to fight back at any time.
"Alas!" Looking at Van with a resolute expression, Shelde slapped the carving knife in his hand on the workbench from time to time, "If you don't let me dissect, I won't teach you bomb-making techniques!" ā
"It doesn't matter, then don't think about having the opportunity to 'study' me." Van replied faintly.
"You, you, you!" Sheld's body trembled, but there was a faint sense of tremor, suddenly.
"Oh, my dear apprentice, don't be angry with your master, okay? You just promise to be a teacher, just once, just once, okay? I guarantee that you won't see any wounds afterwards! If I deceive you, I will be punished for being utterly abandoned by the Lord Almighty, and I will never be able to turn back! "Sheld's face turned as fast as he flipped through the Bible, one moment in anger, the next into saliva and pleading, and finally solemn.
But the more he did this, the more Van would not believe him, and in just one day he had almost fallen for this old fellow several times.
Shelde said that if you want to learn his skills, you must first apprentice to the teacher, so Fan first worshipped the teacher inexplicably, and then the old guy immediately used his identity to pressure him and forced Fan to agree to his anatomical study, but fortunately, Fan was not interested in the word master at all, and the old guy's conspiracy failed.
After being rejected, Shelde's methods were even more inferior, first taking advantage of the night to sneak into Fan's room and sneak attack, after being knocked through the door at the first time, the old god immediately praised Fan's vigilance, and also called it Fantian lamp, and put the kerosene lamp in his hand on the table, if it weren't for Fan's own eyes to see the pistol he held in his other hand, filled with a narcotic bullet, he could really be deceived by his flawless acting skills.
Of course, the kerosene lamp will not be a serious thing, the medicinal powder added in it is fully burned, and it can make an adult elephant unconscious for a whole day, but fortunately, these things are no threat to Fan, and those drugs that enter his body are completely metabolized by purple blood and organs at the first time, and he can even resist the ice source known as the "modified human killer", not to mention a small drug.
Shelder couldn't make another plan, this time he actually added a strong drug directly to the breakfast, it was this time that almost caused the Van Yin Ditch to capsize, he didn't expect the effect of this strong drug to be so strong, so strong that he was crushed by the effect of the drug before he metabolized, and when he finally metabolized completely, the first thing he saw when he opened was when Shelde was holding a sharp carving knife and was about to cut his arm.
At that time, Van turned over and kicked Sheld's excited and flushed face, if it wasn't for the fact that he had just finished a coma and his body was still in a weak state, he could really kill Sheld's life, but even so, the old guy was kicked and dizzy.
Therefore, although the people of the Buddha are lying on the workbench, they have not given up their vigilance at all times, and they may not know when this sometimes good-looking old guy will scold him.
Seeing that Sanskrit was silent, Shelde had no choice for a while.
"It's time to make good on your promise, it's time to teach me bomb-making techniques." Van stepped down from the workbench.
"Hmph." Shelde snorted and glanced at Fan, "It's not big or small, is this the tone of the conversation between you and the master?" ā
"The master is what you have to be, I don't have the will to agree urgently, I think it is more reasonable for us to use cooperative transactions to maintain the relationship."
"Reasonable? Reasonable fart! If you don't let me dissect, I won't be able to study your situation in my life! The basis of the transaction is fairness, and I don't see any fairness. ā
After hearing this, Fan frowned slightly, "I have already given you ten milliliters of blood, you don't want to take an inch." ā
Speaking of this, Fan's face is already secretly dissatisfied, if there are outsiders here, they will be sympathized by Sheld's acting skills, but Fan, as the person concerned, clearly knows how shameless this old guy is.
As soon as he talked about Fan's blood, Sheld's eyes began to light up, and he hurriedly took Fan's hand and changed it to a kind and kind tone, as if nothing had happened before, "Good apprentice, can you give the master another ten milliliters?" Just 10 ml! Five milliliters will do. ā
Van directly broke free of Sheld's hand and refused without hesitation, "Impossible, ten milliliters is the maximum amount." ā
"That's right." Shielde didn't insist but looked thoughtful, "Your blood is indeed weird, and it must be difficult to produce such a high level of activity." ā
Shelder frowned and pondered, and only after a long time did he let go of his frowning brow, "Good apprentice, let's make a deal." ā
"Say."
"I'll help you produce more new blood, but if you promise to give me twenty milliliters, rest assured, the amount of blood produced will definitely be more than this."
"Can I trust you?" Sanskrit instinctively questioned.
"Master, when did I lie to you!" Shelde was not ashamed.
"When I see the results, I will choose to say yes or no." Van replied lightly.
"Deal." Shelde made a decision on the spot.
"Muka, go ahead Kane, that stinky boy." Shielde shouted at the top of his voice, and by the way, he kicked Van out of the inner room. The soundproofing of the inner room is surprisingly good, and even when you shout inside, you can only hear a faint sound outside.
Soon, Kane, who had been chopping wood outside the door, pushed the door out, "Master, are you looking for me?" ā
Shelde stroked his beard in a similar manner, "I heard that you haven't been transformed by the mutant?" ā
"Yes Master, I want to wait a little longer, until my level is higher." Kane replied respectfully.
"I've heard about the transformation fluid you've always carried with you?"
Kane was slightly stunned, but he didn't hide it, "Yes, master, this kind of thing will only be safe if you carry it yourself." ā
"Give it to me."
"Huh?" Kane was stunned at the time, "Master...... This ......"
"I know it's precious, and they won't prepare pureblood below the tenth clone for you, don't worry, I won't treat you badly, and if you promise me, I won't be able to grant your request." The old god Shelde is here.
Kane hesitated, his mutant transformation liquid was extremely precious, even his identity was difficult to obtain another one beyond the current specifications, Sheld's guess was right, his transformation liquid was from the pure blood of the fifth clone, the effect was powerful and obvious, once injected and used, the combat power could at least be doubled!
But as soon as he thought of the important task he had come to shoulder this time, Kane's hesitation slowly turned into firmness, if he succeeded, it would not be difficult to obtain another pure-blood similar to the fifth clone, and his identity naturally rose, so he took a deep breath, "Deal." ā
Shelde nodded calmly, it seemed that he had expected the result to be like this, and it was right, except for the stinky boy Fan, who didn't the others have to be respectful when they heard his name? In order to get some favor from him, which of his every request must not be handled carefully? After all, he's not just a firearm, a firearm, it's just his least good field.
Sheld's character of never owing people is well known, and no matter how much he receives, he will definitely return the amount, so Kane is not worried that he will suffer, but compared to the benefits he has received, he hopes that Shelder will agree to the purpose of his visit.
"Master, I hope you can think about my matter, and besides, Muka is also going to grow up, and the border wilderness is not destined to be a suitable place for children to grow up." Kane said as he carefully unbuttoned his shirt and took out a small alloy box from the pockets of the inner and outer three layers.
"I'll think about it." Hearing this, Shelde raised an eyebrow and took the box from Kane's hand.
Kane bowed respectfully and slowly exited the inner room.
After Kane left, Shelder opened the box according to the code provided by Kane, and inside the box lay a test tube filled with blood, with a clear code on it, X5. Sheldt raised an eyebrow again, a little surprised by the specifications of the remodelling liquid.
"Cheap you stinky boy," he snorted, "but what kind of mutation did it take to create such a strange body?" Not only the genes of the prototype, but also some things I don't know......"
"But it doesn't matter, slowly I can always unlock these secrets, and this mutant transformation liquid made from the pure blood of Clone Five is the beginning of ......"
"Cesar, I have never forgotten what you did to me back then, can you ever think of such a day? The most perfect breed that originally existed only in our imagination really appeared. You have your strongest variant, and I will have mine, and even more perfect! Let's prove who's right......"
Shelde muttered in a low voice, his eyes constantly flashing with sharp light, the momentum he released at this moment was by no means the bearing of a twilight old man hiding in the wilderness.
As for Cesar in his mouth?
The patriarch of the first family of the current empire, Archduke Caroline of Glory, is taken from his lengthy real name, and there is a fragment that ordinary people are not qualified to know.
Caroline. Cesara. (To be continued.) )