Chapter 394: Project Niold
"It was an unusually sunny day, and I was on an appointment with the ...... I don't remember what the name is, but the supermodel with a great body dining. You don't know how long it took me to get her to accept my invitation, after all, she had dinner with one of the British crown princes the day before. Pompey said slowly, a nostalgic look on his face, the bastard was simply showing off his romantic history.
Ange silently picked up the cup: "Your topic has run a little far. β
"I know, but you have to finish the background, don't you?" Pompeii waved his hand disappreciatively.
Ange raised his glass, "I'm glad that Mister Pompeii didn't even remember his name, and that the young lady who was reduced to a backdrop had escaped the trap of the bastard named Pompeii Gattuso." β
"Hey, hey, I didn't have anything with her at that time." Pompey was dissatisfied at first, and then said weakly, "But it's not bad, anyway, I haven't seen that supermodel lady since that day." β
Ange shrugged at him and motioned for you to continue.
"As I took the young lady's hand and wanted to pay my respects to her with a gentle kiss, she, my future wife, appeared." Pompeii's eyes, who were in a state of nostalgia, seemed to light up.
Ange couldn't help but sit up straight, he had never seen such an expression on the face of Pompey, the son of the scum, this kind of ...... It was like seeing the light.
"'Hello, Mr. Pompey, I'm Clarissa, Clarissa Gurveg.' She just walked up to me and said hello suddenly. "She started with a big visor, I didn't see her clearly, and she wore a very conservative dress that looked so plain that I thought she was just a street vendor." β
He continued, with a look of uncertainty as to whether to cry or laugh: "One of the Gattuso's family mottos is to respect any woman who deserves to be respected...... Although I made it up, I have always followed it as a creed of life. So just as I was about to ask her if she had anything to sell me, and if it was a flower, a taxi that until now I also wanted to give a thumbs up to me passed by and blew off her visor. β
Ange nodded undeniably, this bastard is indeed very annoying, but he is really popular with women, so much so that Jean also likes to mess with flowers, but women are obviously not as annoying as his vice principal, and swear never to appear on an occasion with him.
Pompey paused, as if recalling the scene. He picked up the glass, raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp, and then he nestled in his chair, as if he had aged a lot, and said in a somewhat vicissitudes of tone: "Her long hair has fallen out, and the sun was right behind her at that time, and she was just like her name, shining all over, so that people dare not look at it directly." At that time, I suddenly remembered that the fiancΓ©e arranged for me by the family seemed to be from a family named Gulveig. β
"And then it was as you said, I was stunned and was splashed with red wine by the supermodel lady who couldn't even remember her name. After she left, it was just me and my fiancΓ©e staring. Pompeii exhaled.
"Gulveig? Norse mythology: The goddess of the Chinese Na gods who declared war on the Aesir gods? As far as I know, there doesn't seem to be such a branch of the world's half-breed family. Ange suddenly questioned, "If I am unheard of, and there really is such a half-blood family, then I dare to take the name of the goddess who challenged the Aesir Protoss as my surname, this one cannot be so obscure." β
"Yes, if it really can, I really hope that there is a half-race family named Gulweg in this world, who dares to stand up and make the Gattuso family, who consider themselves the best of the half-bloods, eat and deflat, as in mythology." Pompeii smiled bitterly, "It's a pity that there is no if, in this world, there is really no family named Gulwig......"
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"With such a treasure in mind, the family will naturally think about how to use her effectively." Frost shook his head regretfully, "But sadly, her dragon blood has completely dried up. The value is almost discounted. β
If he didn't explain, maybe no one would think that such a beautiful person would be a corpse whose blood had completely dried up, and only bones remained. Her overly beautiful appearance has indeed deceived many people, including Caesar. But if you look closely, you will find that except for her beautiful face, which seems to have been frozen in time, the rest of her body covered by robes is dry and terrifying, and almost only a layer of skin is left to wrap the dark golden bones faintly visible underneath.
Frost continued, "But even so, such a legacy as the Dragon King's corpse is too high-level for the family. The family is careful that other forces discover her existence, and they have to study her carefully. But even after hundreds of years of careful care, the ancestors still found nothing. β
Caesar nodded casually, a red dragon cub that I don't know how many generations can be regarded as a treasure by the secret party, so you can imagine how valuable a dead dragon king's corpse is. But it's one thing to know that she's valuable, it's another to use it. Although the dragon corpses whose blood had dried up could be refined into the Philosopher's Stone Crystal, at that time, Gattuso's ancestors also knew that it was undoubtedly the most wasteful way to use it.
"Then the time came to modern times, the end of Mosonieri's false rule, the end of the war, the explosion of modern technology, and the study of her was brought up again." "And that's when a technology was born, feared, but a great opportunity for the family. β
Caesar listened silently, not interested in the history of the Gattuso family, but trying to figure out where the other half of the blood in his body came from and where it came from.
"Cloning, that's the technology that countless people feared and thought would start another war." Frost looked a little excited, "And the first time the family saw someone use the technology of cell nuclear transplantation to create another amphibian animal, the family knew that maybe the opportunity we had been waiting for for a long time would come." β
"Clone ......" Caesar was stunned, he was no stranger to this, but it was one thing to know, and it was another to see it with his own eyes. A bad answer welled up in his heart, but he didn't ask, quietly waiting for Frost's answer.
"Yes, it's a clone, but it can't be called a complete clone, after all, in the history of the dragon clan, the black emperor split itself and created the white emperor and the four kings, who knows if it will be a clone in another sense?" Frost looked at the dry corpse with a somewhat fanatical expression and said, "And we, just use our own technology to reproduce this process!" β
Caesar's azure eyes drooped, and he drooped his shoulders, as if he were a little unsteady on his feet. The question in his mind just now, Frost had already answered him.
"That being said, the family didn't have much hope for it at first." Frost, who didn't notice Caesar's reaction, or didn't care if he did, said slowly, "After all, the experiment of cloning dragons, even if the cloning technology matures later, no one dares to try it easily, and at the time when the cloning technology is only a sprout, this is almost whimsical." β
"However, the result was unexpected!" Frost walked back and forth, his expression of excitement almost overflowing, as if he was still amazed until now.
"If there really is a God, maybe I really can't help but believe in her!" He looked back at Caesar, who was bowing his head, as if he were looking at a miracle relation, "The cloning technology, which is still just a tooth and can only achieve results on some worthless small animals, has achieved unexpected results!" It was like God was gently pushing behind the back, and when the baby girl, your mother, was born, the entire laboratory, whether it was the Gattuso family or the scientists who were invited, were shocked! Because they witnessed a miracle, a miracle that no one dared to imagine! β
Hidden in the fog, Caesar was silent, and the silence was terrifying, in stark contrast to Frost, who was dancing like a madman at the moment.
"The baby girl was growing normally, almost like an ordinary person. And amazingly, or I don't know whether to be happy or disappointed, she didn't show a strong dragon bloodline, and the awakened spirit or even the weasel spirit that was almost useless except for safety had almost nothing to do with her noble birth that until now could be called a miracle. This has undoubtedly disappointed some of those who expected her to be the war machine of the Gattuso family. Frost said this, but there was no disappointment on his face.
"But it doesn't matter, because that's just the first step, the first step for the family to ascend to the throne." Frost began to tell the story of the Gattuso family's great plan, "The family researched and tested her, and found that she was not fit to be a warrior, but on the contrary, she was fit to be a mother who conceived kings......"
Frost gave a look of nostalgia: "And this advances another plan of the Gattuso family, the plan to truly plunder the power of the gods......"
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"My life after marriage with her was not as romantic as I imagined at the beginning, but it was unusually peaceful, and it was terrifyingly flat." Pompeii poured himself another glass of wine, only to find that the bottle in his hand was empty.
He also tried to get wine from the wine cabinet on the side, but was stopped by Ange's reach.
Dropping the empty wine bottle, he leaned back in his chair and recalled with a blushing face: "She is very beautiful, even if she just sits there quietly, doing nothing, saying nothing, she is still so beautiful that people dare not look at her." But that's all there is to it, except for sitting quietly reading a book, there is hardly any other entertainment for her, and she talks like a puritan...... No, she's a Puritans, and you may not believe it, but she's the first in the Gattuso family. β
"You hate this life?" Ange asked.
"I really don't like it, but it also depends on who I've been with. At that time, I probably really liked the almost constant calm. Pompey recalled, and continued, "During that time, no one even dared to hold a banquet in the old castle of the family, for fear of disturbing the new mistress of the Gattuso family. Then the people of Gattuso, who were free and easy by nature, or destined to be cheap, couldn't bear to live like a prison for them, so they secretly slandered the Gulweg family who came out of nowhere. β
"The conflict between the wife and the family is indeed quite difficult to reconcile." Ange nodded cooperatively.
"You're right......" Pompeii's expression was a little melancholy, and then he smiled suddenly, "so when I kicked all those tongue-chewing brothers and sisters into the Tyrlelian Sea, I felt a little guilty in my heart. β
ββ¦β¦ I can't see it, you're quite innocent. Ange paused as he lifted the cup.
He silently wiped off the tea spilled on his hand and continued to ask, "And then?" How did you, who were willing to live a puritanical life for true love, become what you are now...... Guilty of cheapness? β
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Pompey slapped the table dissatisfied: "Hey, hey, I just described it, not to make you turn around like that...... No, this is already scolding me! β
Ange only shrugged at this.
Pompey leaned back in his chair and said in a very calm tone, "And then what else?" She's dead. β
Obviously, the light in the room was so bright, but there was a shadow in his eyes: "In the eyes of the family, whether it is me, the head of the family, or her, the housemother, is far inferior to the son of the family, and the heir who has been expected by the family for a long time...... Caesar. β
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"So as you say, the Gulweg family...... It doesn't exist at all, does it? Caesar, who had been silent, spoke suddenly, his voice horribly hoarse, more like a dry corpse than the corpse on the throne.
Frost paused, obviously a little puzzled, he said so many things that were enough to shake the world of half-bloods and ordinary people, and Caesar was actually only focusing on such a point that he had almost forgotten.
Still, he replied: "The Gulwig family does exist, but it has long since died out in history." Perhaps only a family as old as Gattuso's family might be able to find a few words of the surname in the library. β
Caesar asked, and bowed his head silently.
Looking at him deeply, Frost said with an incomparably soft expression: "Caesar, if your mother is a miracle, then your birth is a miracle of miracles. It is precisely because of your presence that the family's plan can be activated. β
"That's the real God-making planβthe Niolde plan."