"How long have you been embraced for the first time?" Don Quixote didn't ask Sinjid to be in a hurry, after all, he was also an old friend, and he finally had time to come once, and he should have communicated, "It looks pretty good." ”

"It's been a while," he heard Don Quixote's compliment, and he was still very narcissistic and gestured a few simple moves learned from the guardian knight here, "a few months, it feels really good, everything is the same as we calculated, after sacrificing the strength of the growth surname, we are no longer afraid of the sun, and the skin will not be as white and scary as the pure-blooded blood, but we are still bloodthirsty, this is the deepest inheritance engraved in the basic structure (DNA), and it cannot be changed." ”

"However, it is not completely powerless," Not far away, Nikolai, who was still studying the immortality project, raised his head, obviously although the blood clan has a long lifespan, it will also die of old age, and in other words, the high-level blood clan can live for a long time, while the low-level blood clan does not have a long lifespan, the problem is that although there is enough human blood, these guys have modified the DNA of the blood clan, that is, their strength will never be too high, and the lifespan will not be too long, of course, it will still be many, much longer than humans, this is just like the elf race, it is an innate racial advantage。

"We will drink the limit amount of blood every day since the first embrace, and the strength is still part of the growth surname, but because of the change of the basic structure, the absorption rate of blood and basic elements is very low, but several of our daughters are the first generation of mixed-race blood, and their strength growth surname is very high, just like Victoria can instinctively use the fragmented space like a space ring, my daughter Amy seems to have inherited the escape secret technique of atomizing her own blood, but no matter what, our lifespan has been extended by at least a few hundred years, even longer than most mages, and it has been very satisfying, hundreds of yearsI think we will be able to figure out how to live forever in the true sense of the word. ”

Science is always the primary productive force, Don Quixote's mind involuntarily flashed this sentence, obviously, if he wants, with this magical blood mutant DNA, he can make the whole world of Faeron people have a long and long life, of course, he will not do this, the whole world has become a blood race, how many clones of blood is not enough to drink, just like a movie he watched in his last life "Bloodthirsty Dawn" In the same way, after the whole world has become a vampire, there is not enough blood to drink.

"I'm coming over this time," Don Quixote said, placing the box in his hand on the test bench, and opened the box again, revealing a tube of fresh blood from his aunt that had been refrigerated inside, "I want you to copy a batch of Night Elves for me, one pure-blooded Night Elf, a hundred half-blood Night Elves, all of them are female surnames, and their appearance has been greatly adjusted, and they cannot bear any resemblance to the main body, and as for the age, the half-blood is between twenty and forty years old, and the age of the pure-blood is adjusted to seventeen years old." ”

"The goddess of life is above," what Don Quixote didn't expect was that these half-blood clans jumped in front of the box in one go, salivating three times, "this fragrant taste, this pure color"

"Smack!" Don Quixote buckled the box again, obviously afraid that these guys wouldn't be able to control it, "You bastards, I almost forgot, fortunately I didn't leave the blood directly, otherwise, maybe you guys would just drink it up!"

"Ha, how, how is it possible~" Xin Jid wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and at the same time controlled the fangs and took it back, "It's just a sigh, to be honest, this is the best blood I've ever seen in my life, but with the blueprint, we can copy as much as we want, and I'm afraid that we won't have this blood to drink when the time comes." ”

"Come on," Addison's gaze still lingered in front of the box a few times, of course, in fact, even if Don Quixote didn't close the box, they wouldn't dare to drink it, they were not pure-blooded and their desire for blood would not affect their sanity, everyone knew that if they really drank this precious blood, Don Quixote would definitely make his death ugly, after all, the three of them were not as good as Singide, and the relationship with Don Quixote was not so good.

"This is the blood of a high-ranking superior, and the blood of the lowest-level night elves cloned without the blessing of power will definitely not have such a powerful vitality, but, Your Excellency Don Quixote, if you had obtained the blood of the night elves earlier, I don't think we would have turned ourselves into a blood clan, and it is more gentle than the creatures of another world, or elves. ”

"Fool," Singid glanced at Addison, "The Bloodline has a primordial embrace that allows us to complete the entire body transformation without changing our bodies, even if we copy the pure-blooded Night Elves, what's the use?

"That's right," Addison laughed a few times, "I forgot about it when I was excited, but this time we have a blueprint, and we can consider creating a hybrid of the blood clan and the night elves in the future, I don't know what new changes will be"-

Maybe it's because these guys have become blood clans, although Don Quixote trusts their people, but he doesn't trust the instincts of the blood clan, so this time, he didn't act as a shopkeeper, left the order and left, but temporarily lived here, however, the efficiency of Sinjid and the others is still very high, just a few days of work, with the help of artificial people, a row of more than a hundred dark elves that have grown from embryos have been soaked in the nutrition tank.

Obviously, these artificial night elves Don Quixote are intended to be used for a long time, so they are given a ** process, so that the night elves produced will not have any defects, although the growth cycle is longer, but it is in line with Don Quixote's intentions, after all, it is not an easy thing to collect night elves all over the world, and if you do it too quickly, it will arouse the suspicion of his cheap aunt.

Standing in front of this long row of jars, Don Quixote suddenly gave birth to a kind of supervillain doctor who is the kind of supervillain doctor in the science fiction movie of the earth, his cheap aunt must not know, just a few days later, she has more than a hundred direct descendants, one DNA completely inherited from her pure-blooded Night Elves, one hundred half of them have her bloodline, and the other half are Night Elves from Don Quixote's human blood.

Of course, Don Quixote will only treat them as his own tools, not his own children, because he has never poured his feelings into them, although it sounds a little cruel, but this is the real world, hidden behind the dark curtain, it will always be the most cruel, after nodding with satisfaction, with a wave of spatial fluctuations, Don Quixote disappeared here-

Since the opening of the academy city, the implementation of a fully closed system of management, because these students do not even have the most basic ability, and it does not involve the teacher leading them out to experience the inevitable things that will happen in the face of the magic academy, Don Quixote even fantasized that if he was still young and frivolous, he would even secretly get one** Sneak into the students to experience the feeling of a magic knight academy, but unfortunately, his physical age is now in his thirties, and his mental age is in his forties, and he has long passed that competitive age, so naturally he will not be interested in these things.

After walking around the academy, Don Quixote, who didn't find anything special, finally chose to return to his principal's office, for him, although most of the things were handed over to Carol, but as the principal, when he had time, he would still choose to take it with him in the academy as much as possible, and he also planned to take a break these days, and then go to find a volcano to build a talent transformation base, naturally, Don Quixote, who already knew that there was a high probability of the end of the world in the future, must have a sense of urgency, and it is an important and necessary thing to be able to improve the strength of the people around him as much as possible！――

At four o'clock, Don Quixote, who was sitting in the principal's office, looked up at the clock on the wall, and in another hour, he would be able to leave work, and he was a little bored and walked to the window, looking at the preparatory knights who were taking outdoor classes below, intending to pass the rest of the time by enjoying the performances of these miserable teenagers, and of course, more importantly, it was his wife, Kyle, who taught the students below.

In fact, Don Quixote is no longer very afraid of the sneak attack of 'Lantes', because he has used the magic skills from Osiris on several of his most important people, and the power will not be very strong, but it will be enough to last until he appears, after all, the current 'Lantes' will never dare to let that Buddha use the power of transgression, and it is really a very dangerous thing to play with the true god.

"When~When~"

"Come in," after hearing a knock on the door, Don Quixote turned around, and with the sound of the deadbolt turning, a man in a cloak walked into the principal's office, which made Don Quixote a little surprised, because this college is completely closed, especially after the students move in, it is like a prison, most people can't walk in without touching the warning spell, naturally, this person will not be an ordinary person, thinking of this Don Quixote put his hand behind his back, "Who are you?"

"Bang!"

After closing the door, the man standing at the door lifted his cloak, revealing a woman who had the impression of Don Quixote, but would never have thought that he would have a chance to see him again, Joan of Arc of the Sun Temple!

After smiling at Don Quixote, Joan of Arc waved his hand slightly, and an enchantment exclusive to the sun god enveloped the entire room, silently, but without leakage, but, after all, it was the power of the sun god, and Apollo Ding, who was teaching a group class to a large group of students in another school building, suddenly paused, and his eyes instinctively glanced in that direction, and the corners of his mouth inexplicably provoked a smile, "Did it finally appear?

Don Quixote even had the feeling of turning back time at the glorious enchantment that he was so familiar with, but he soon woke up from his memories and set his eyes on the person who came, the Holy Maiden of the Sun Temple.

"Long time no see, Your Excellency Don Quixote!"

Don Quixote narrowed his eyes slightly, and the whole person instinctively entered a state of alertness, obviously, for some reason, his identity seemed to have been discovered, "I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about, I think you should have recognized the wrong person." ”

"Hehe," Joan of Arc had already prepared for Don Quixote's vigilance, and with a few chuckles, she walked up to Don Quixote, that is, across from the headmaster's desk, and sat down very casually, "Before I came to you, I went to meet the temple traitor Esther eleven years ago, in a sense, I used to be the same as her, I think you should understand what I mean." (To be continued.) )