After returning to Dragon City, Su spent half a day handing over the task of biological samples, which will be preliminarily analyzed by the Biochemical Laboratory of Dragon Rider, and then released to various families and research institutions for interested parties to bid and buy.

In between, Su can get a basic fee of about 30,000 yuan, 10,000 for the first-level sample, and 1,000 for the second-level sample, and once the sample is sold, Su can also get some additional shares.

Persephone's private hospital was also contacted, perhaps considering the special relationship between Sue and Persephone, the price given by Helen was unexpectedly fair, the basic price of the mutated tissue removal surgery was 20,000 yuan, and the follow-up cost may exceed 80,000 yuan. Hearing this price, Su still breathed a sigh of relief. According to the market price of 150 slaves, 100 slaves, and more than 1000 slaves, the slaves in Quixi's hands can be sold for more than 100,000, which is enough to pay for the operation, and perhaps the remaining expenses are enough for him to buy some equipment for his own use.

Seeing that Quixi, a guy who was fighting around the periphery of the Dark Dragoon, could actually make so much money, he couldn't help but make Su Hanyan, who was extremely poor, and also made him more deeply understand Captain Curtis's insight of "grabbing money, food, and women". But Sue was not envious. Until he is able to provide Quexi with the benefits he deserves, Sue has no intention of interfering in his business in the wilderness, let alone preventing him from continuing his revenge against the mob.

The efficiency of the Dark Dragoon mission system is still very high, and an hour after handing in the biological sample, the basic fee is transferred to Sue's account. Su had already figured out how to use the money, he paid the registration fee of the two servants to the headquarters, and then transferred 10,000 yuan to Persephone's account, and in the end he was left with only a few hundred yuan. That's enough money for him to buy some bullets and a medical kit, and it's only basic.

After doing this, Su felt a burst of relief. In any case, his debt to Persephone was a little, if only a small one. Unfortunately, Persephone was not in Dragon City at this time, and she didn't know where to go on a mission.

At this time, the screen in front of Su suddenly lit up, and Helen's expressionless poker face jumped out, and she said coldly: "Second Lieutenant Su, I hope you can come to the hospital immediately, I need to conduct a comprehensive examination of you." ”

Su was stunned for a moment, and countless jù were sent all over his body, and after getting an instant response, he said, "Check? I feel like I'm in very good shape right now. ”

"It's up to me to decide whether there's anything wrong with your body, not you. Second Lieutenant Su, please remember that I am the doctor. Helen's voice was always mechanical, cold, and spoke at a consistent pace, as precise as a surgical instrument.

Su knew that arguing with her was destined to be in vain, so she reluctantly agreed to rush to the hospital immediately.

If the dragoon leaves the trading floor, the terminal in the compartment will automatically close their personal account. Su had already learned this from the operation manual, so since he had promised Helen to arrive as soon as possible, he got up and left without even waiting for Helen's call channel to be completely turned off, and of course he didn't see the balance on his account suddenly increase somewhat.

To the south of the Dragon City, in the valley of the forested Auburn Palace, lies a quiet and peaceful manor. Coming here is like stepping back in time to the eighteenth century. The manor house is in the typical Victorian style, the main building consists of the main building and several auxiliary buildings connected by a long corridor, the whole building is a masonry structure, plaster reliefs, wind roses, fine hanging flowers, cornice patterns, floral tiled balcony floors, rich artistic details show low-key luxury. In front of the main complex is a large manicured lawn with a walled garden divided into driveways, which looks like an ordinary manor house that has escaped the flames of war, except for the dense radiant clouds in the sky.

However, no one would have the idea of this place, as this is the main home of the Arthur family.

In a classical study on the top floor, to the east, Oberyen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking earnestly at the screen in front of him. Transaction information flashed quickly on the screen, and his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he could scan the entire screen of information in a second, picking out one or two transaction information from it from time to time. He only glanced at the information of the trader, and did not look at the specific transaction content at all, directly doubled the amount, and then paid it out at one point.

He stood like this for a full ten minutes, picking out a total of twelve transaction messages, all of which were doubled. After doing this, Oberen pushed the corner of the screen, and the one-meter-high wide screen retracted into the wall on its own. He turned around, looked at a portrait hanging on the wall, and fell into deep thought.

This is a very historical oil painting, in which the man is dressed in the color of a general's uniform, with a thick beard, gray-green eyes shining with a cold light, and his medals and ribbons all over his body illustrate his great military exploits. Like many portraits of historical figures, the general has one foot on a rock with towering mountains in the background.

The general in the painting is named Taylor. Arthur, who had made countless achievements in the old continental independence war, made achievements in both politics and business after the victory of the war, which laid the foundation for the development of the Arthur family for hundreds of years. This descendant of the original prisoner has since been admired by all the descendants of the Arthur family, who respected tradition. There are many outstanding figures in the fields of politics, business and military among the descendants of the Arthur family, but people respect Taylor. Arthur's is his self-made wisdom and extraordinary courage.

Oberen stood in front of the portrait of his ancestor for a long time, and occasionally there was confusion on his still somewhat immature face. After a few moments, Oberen's eyes suddenly lit up, and he strode out of the room, down the special staircase and straight to the basement.

Underneath the main building, a heavy alloy door slowly slid into the wall in front of Oberen, revealing a palpitating space behind the door. Oberen made his way through the passages to the Spell-like Abilities Training Ground. There is an alloy doll with pieces of alloy armor hanging in the air, and on the walls are rows of cells sunken inwards, locked in a variety of aggressive and dangerous mutated creatures.

The sound of empty footsteps echoed through the training hall, the training ground dedicated to Oberen. With every step he took, the chill around him became heavier.

Oberen suddenly roared, suddenly increased his speed, and reached the limit in an instant, and the cold qi on his right arm condensed and formed an ice spear in an instant! In a flash, his figure appeared in front of a piece of hanging alloy armor, and his right hand used all the strength of his life to smash into the armor fiercely!

With a loud bang, the ice gun actually pierced the 1 centimeter thick alloy armor for combat vehicles! However, the ice spear then cracked, and Oberen's armor-pierced right arm's uniform was full of cracks, the fabric was shattered, and white streaks appeared on the bare arm, and after a while, the white streaks were peeling open and blood was pouring out.

Oberion slowly withdrew his right hand, the sharp edges of the holes in the alloy armor couldn't help scraping his muscles, but Oberen's expression was indifferent and didn't have much expression, as if he didn't feel pain at all. He took a wound spray from a nearby shelf, sprayed a layer on his right arm, and casually threw the empty can into the recycling bin 15 meters away.

After doing this, Oberen's face was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat could not help but ooze from his beautiful forehead, wetting his pale gray hair and sticking to his forehead. He walked out of the training ground slowly, although his expression did not change much, his steps were firm and powerful, as if the hysterical punch just now had driven away a lot of confusion in his heart.

Oberen had just walked up to the first floor when the butler walked over from the other end with a paper clip. Seeing Oberen, the old butler in an old-fashioned tuxedo immediately came to him, opened the Wen Jiàn folder, handed a page of the list to Oberen, and said, "My lord, this is the list of biological samples you ordered, and it will be delivered tonight." What are you going to do with this batch of samples? ”

"Take it and feed it to the dogs." Oberen threw down a sentence coldly and walked away.

"Hey the dogs?" The old butler, who had always been a little rigid, stood in place with Wen Jiàn in his hand, and looked at Oberen's back in surprise. Several of these samples were highly poisonous, and none of the guardian dogs in the family had the ability to swallow them. It dawned on him that Oberen hated these things from the bottom of his heart. But if you are disgusted, why do you have to pay a lot of money to buy it back? Although the old housekeeper is not an expert in biochemistry, he has served the family for so many years and handled countless materials, and when he received the documents, he could already see that these samples were not worth the price at all.

He shook his head secretly, glanced at Oberen's bloody right arm again, turned and walked out of the main house, and walked along a path behind the house, through the tawny bushes, to an old-looking farmhouse, and knocked on the door. The wooden door opened, and out came a fat, strong peasant woman with a basin in her hand. The peasant woman looked like she was in her forties, and her cheeks had a burgundy red from years of hard work.

The old butler handed the list of samples to the peasant woman, smiled and said, "Susan, go and check the contents of this list, and see where the source comes from." ”

Susan put the basin under her armpit, took the list with one hand, glanced at it casually, and said, "Get the results in half an hour!" It takes me another 20 minutes to cook, so I'll do this when I'm done. ”

"Okay." The old butler smiled kindly: "Remember to prepare brandy for dinner, the young master is not in a good mood today, I think he needs a glass of wine." ”

The peasant woman muttered, "I have to work again, and now I have so much to live that I want to die, doesn't this mean that I want to tire people to death?" You old ghost, don't say find me a few young guys to help! Isn't there a bunch of old ghosts coming to a meeting tomorrow, and we have to prepare a big table for them to eat. There are so many good places in Dragon City, why do you have to put them in this poor country every time you have a meeting? ”

The old butler smiled and said, "Because they, like me, want to be able to taste your craft." ”

As the quiet and quiet Auburn Mountain Manor gradually plunged into darkness, Sue felt that his life was also sliding into the abyss of darkness. In Persephone's private hospital's largest and most well-equipped examination room, more than a dozen lights illuminate every corner of the room as bright as snow.

Su stood straight on the one-meter-high examination table, his whole body was **, his skin was covered with all kinds of sensors, and the delicate and slender mechanical arm was carrying four metal plates, constantly moving up and down and left and right on Su's chest and back. With the movement of the metal plates, the countless screens in the examination room also changed accordingly, constantly showing the internal structure of various parts of Su's body.

Sue closed her eyes and breathed deeply, with intervals of up to a minute between exhales and breaths. This was his way of controlling his feelings, but his body temperature was still slowly but surely rising, and now it was over 38 degrees.

Three meters in front of Su, there is a very postmodernist desk, in short, an oval, silver-gray thin plate propped on an S-shaped steel tube. There are three large screens on the desktop at the same time, Helen always maintains a cold and mechanical expression, looking at the screen in front of her, ten fingers that are actually very beautiful and clear are moving quickly on the screen, and countless pictures are constantly switching with the smart fingers.

Except for the eyebrows that were almost locked together, her face was expressionless. The silver-gray alloy glasses on the bridge of her nose also match her own temperament very well. With her movements, a very strong current suddenly came out of the two sensors under Su Li! Although the time of the current was very short, the ultra-high voltage still made Su involuntarily snort, and the muscles around the electrodes were like water waves, rippling in circles.

The screen in front of Helen immediately changed, showing the movements of countless muscle fibers one by one, and compounding them with the activity of the Su nerves and internal organs to form a vivid image. In front of Helen, two blazing red dots suddenly lit up on both sides of the human body composed of blue light, and then the red spread along countless radiations, almost spreading to Su's entire upper body. However, these radiations only exist in the skin and muscle layers, and the red color on the screen is all exported, and there is no internal organ involved at all, and the activities of Su's internal organs are as always, and they seem to be completely unaffected by the powerful electric current that has just passed.

After the pain and numbness in her body disappeared, Su exhaled softly, still with her eyes closed, but her body temperature rose by another 0.1 degrees. Of course, this change could not escape Helen's eyes, but she just pretended that nothing had happened, and just looked seriously at the huge number of numbers that kept flowing on the screen in front of her. In her eyes, Su's body's reaction was very weird, after three enhancements, the current intensity applied to Su's body for the fourth time could already stun a male elephant lightly, and when used on humans, it could make people who had strengthened second-order defense seriously injured, people with third-order defense fainted immediately, and people with fourth-order defense were in pain, and only fifth-order defense could resist this electric shock without leaving any adverse reactions.

However, Sue's response to electric shocks is completely different from the defense strengthening that Helen is familiar with, Su directs all the electrical current in a special way and gradually absorbs it in the muscles and subskin tissues, so as to protect the internal organs from the electric shock. The problem was that Helen never figured out how those conductive rays were formed. From the point of view of the instrument, it is the muscle fibers that adjust their structure on their own, which is why this effect is formed. But all four of her shocks were in different places, and each time the result was the same. Today, the human body's nerve response rate through natural selection and continuous reinforcement of drugs is far faster than in the old era, but it is still far from enough to support the instantaneous command of the body tissues to form such a response.

If there may be a special reaction under the ribs, then there is no reason why the neck, hips, and calves react exactly the same as the subribs, and they all easily disperse the current in an instant.

Helen was lost in thought, bewildered by the fact that during this time, Sue's brain was in a very quiet state, as if it had entered the deepest sleep, only a small area representing anger was red and shiny, and besides, there was no indication that the instructions for the body tissues to conduct electricity came from the brain.

Helen brings up a picture of a single muscle fiber, observing its movement repeatedly. Looking at the twisting, trembling, and swinging of its unusual muscle fibers, Helen suddenly had a thought that made him feel a little ridiculous: "Could it be that this little thing also has its own wisdom?" ”

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