"Understood, so I'm that handsome young guy, you normal people are eighty-year-old Jinhua old lady, right?"

"That's right, your genetic lock has been broken a long time ago, but your body has not only withstood the infinite fission of cells, but also reaped infinite benefits from it."

"For example?"

"For example."

For example, this example really compares Peng Lao.

That's where the hell he looked at just now.

Although Jiang Xiao's genetic lock was broken by himself, it was also expected by Peng Lao.

After all, since the limits of the human body have been surpassed, the "genetic lock" that is the shackle of the human body has naturally been broken.

But herein lies the strange part.

Normally, since the genetic lock is broken, there will naturally be some magical and incredible changes in the body.

Needless to say, the negative situation is no longer too much.

The indefinite proliferation of cells causes the body to become unbearable, and thus begins to deform.

But Jiang Xiao is outrageous.

His cells are active and detached, but his body has not changed in the slightest.

It's just a normal human being.

Nothing seems to have changed, except for the behavior of the cells, which proves that his genetic lock has been broken.

"It's not scientific!"

"Science?"

In front of Peng Lao, Jiang Xiao rubbed his hand and jumped in the palm of his hand.

"Come on, come on, tell me, is this scientific?"

Ahh

Peng Lao scratched a few sparse hairs on the top of his head, too, the 'gods' have come out, and he still cares if he is unscientific?

"That's it, I'll study your sample well, and I'll call you when I find it."

It seems that he can't wait for a moment, and wants to study Jiang Xiao's genes fiercely!

When Jiang Xiao and the others left, they could vaguely hear Peng Lao's mouth talking about "genes", "sequences", "sorting" and other things.

Tsk, a famous teacher is a high-level apprentice, and he is also a fanatic of scientific research

Wait a minute?

Thinking of the famous teacher and the apprentice, Jiang Xiao's steps that were about to leave suddenly stopped.

He thought about what would happen to the doctor.

is not only a doctor, but also the former Yang Lao.

These people who stand at the pinnacle of their respective fields, after studying "God" in depth, have not received a good death.

To put it bluntly, God Himself killed them.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fan turned around, planning to go back to the laboratory to talk to Peng Lao.

Unexpectedly, he was stopped by a middle-aged uncle who had just been staying with Peng Lao.

"I'm a student of Peng Lao, don't persuade me, Peng Lao knows the consequences of doing this, but. There is no turning back, and so do I, it is not terrible to make mistakes, it is not terrible to die, we would rather make mistakes than do nothing. ”

Seeing that Jiang Xiao was still planning to go in, the middle-aged uncle dissuaded him again.

"From the moment we got off the plane, we didn't plan to go back alive, if Peng Lao went, there would be me, if I also went, and my students, it would not be sad to go forward and succeed."

Jiang Xiao:.

Laughing at himself, Jiang Xiao shook his head and returned to his room with Shi Shi in his arms.

Also, since I have chosen to come over, I naturally know what the outcome of going deep will be, and it is useless to say more.

But after all, in the face of such an opponent, sacrifice is inevitable.

At the same time, Blue Star's side is also in full swing.

As Jiang Xiao explored, the more Wang Ju and the others were afraid of the power of this god.

At this time, I don't know which genius came up with the idea, and proposed that since the altar could not be destroyed, it would be better to bury it completely?

As unreliable as it sounds, it's certainly unreliable to do.

But it is also in response to the words of the middle-aged uncle, who would rather make mistakes than do nothing.

So.

Countless helicopters with reinforced concrete and aluminum blocks set off towards the primeval forest.

The people of the Nika tribe gathered at the entrance to the crypt, hidden behind dense vines and leaves, their eyes glittering with curiosity and banter.

They were accustomed to the futility of outsiders, and those high-tech weapons were nothing more than a flash in the pan before their altars.

"Here we go again, what new gadgets are you bringing this time?"

The elder of the tribe said in a tone that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, his face was covered with the ravines of time, but there was the cunning of a young man in his eyes.

"Judging by their posture, it seems that they are going to build a house on the altar."

A young warrior mocked, playing with a delicate blow arrow in his hand, as if ready to show his hunting skills at any moment.

But as the roar of helicopters grew louder in the sky, and planes carrying heavy loads began to dump sand and gravel on the altar, the atmosphere in the tribe gradually changed.

The sand and gravel poured down like a waterfall, covering the land around the altar, dusty and loud.

For a moment, the people of the Nika tribe in the crypt stopped talking.

Their eyes widened as they watched what had happened, and the contempt and ridicule in their hearts slowly replaced by shock and incredulity.

"Is this going to bury the altar?"

The elder's voice began to tremble, and his hands clung to the vines around him, as if this would bring him some comfort.

"No way, they won't do it, the altar is inviolable!"

The member of another tribe had panic in his voice, and he couldn't believe what was in front of him.

However, the reality is harsh.

As time went on, the land around the altar grew taller and higher, and the stone pillars that were once indestructible began to be buried with yellow sand and cement.

The outline of the altar became blurred, until finally, only a huge artificial mound remained.

The people of the Nika tribe were completely stunned at this time, and they could not understand why the outsiders would resort to such methods, nor could they accept that the sacred altar in their hearts was buried like this.

What the is this?!

"That's not right! They're not over yet! ”

The roar of helicopters echoed through the air, as if to herald the arrival of a storm.

The people of the Nika tribe stared nervously at the sky, and they saw more objects pouring down from the plane.

This time, not only sand and cement, but also a lot of lead powder and aluminum blocks.

The heavy metals spread out in the air like a gray snow falling on the ground around the altar.

Lead powder and aluminum blocks are mixed with sand and gravel to form layers of covering, constantly thickening the soil around the altar.

The fine particles of lead powder drifted away in the wind, and the sound of cold and hard collisions of aluminum blocks echoed in the empty forest.

The people of the Nika tribe began to feel breathless, and lead powder spread in the air, irritating their airways.

One by one, they covered their mouths, coughed, and their eyes were irritated by the dust to tears.

"Quick, go back to the crypt!"

The elder gave the order, his voice hoarse and hurried in his cough.

(End of chapter)