The stone heart meat is pinched in the hand like a ball of soft and warm cotton.

Garon held it and smelled a faint scent that seemed to come from his arm, not from the air, but from the real arm.

It's a strange feeling. It was as if his palm had suddenly turned into a nose, and he even felt a similar soft touch on the tip of his nose.

He walked to the middle of the basement, set the stone flesh aside, picked up the shovel in the basement and began to dig into the ground.

This is the interior of a stone house, so the ground dug is also part of the whole stone.

Garon dug a small pit and stopped, then picked up the stone heart meat on the side and gently put it in as if it were a seed. After putting the stone heart meat, he took out a black flower branch with a few small black fruits on it, and gently crushed the small fruits.

A few drops of black juice slowly dripped down the fingers on the top surface of the stone.

Sizzle

A clear white vapor evaporated with a pungent and choking smell.

Suddenly, the stone flesh began to slowly squirm, like an extremely viscous liquid, and it began to spread and flow in all directions, covering a large area of the surrounding territory.

In less than a few minutes, a large pale yellow flesh film covering the ground was formed, and it was still slightly agitated.

Garon stood on the edge and waited.

As the minutes passed, the flesh film on the ground gradually darkened and turned slightly gray.

Tear pull

A hole slowly cracked in the center of the flesh membrane, and water vapor seemed to be coming out of it.

Garon fixed his gaze on the place. It was like a crack, and it was so dark that I couldn't see anything clearly.

As time goes on, the gap gets bigger and bigger. Wider and wider.

Gradually, the whole crack slowly formed a large circular pit with a diameter of about two or three meters, and the color of the entire flesh film gradually changed to black. It no longer squirms, but becomes more and more stiff and solidified.

Garon once again took out the shell of the two halves of the stone ball containing the stone heart, gently peeled some powder down, and sprinkled it evenly on the four corners of the flesh film that had turned into a pool of black meat.

The pool of meat, which was still moving slightly, also stopped moving completely, and became more solid and condensed.

"It's my biochemical pool. Garon was relieved. Finally, according to the records above the Mechanic's Exercise Method, his first biochemical pool finally succeeded. Although the whole process is very simple. But he had always been worried, after all, this thing was the key to whether he could survive this crisis.

Quickly bring in the prepared nutrient solution from the biochemical pool and slowly pour it along the edge of the biochemical pool. Several mixed biochemical fluids quickly mixed together, and Garon crouched down. Only then did he slowly release his ability to be a mechanic.

The imprint on the back of the head suddenly disappeared. The transparent silk threads that suddenly disintegrated into a large canopy pierced into the edge of the biochemical pool, swimming and trembling between the flesh and blood of the biochemical pool like needles, forming many things like veins and blood vessels bulging.

A virtual screen of light appeared in front of Garon's eyes.

'The Wolf Mark is ready, please name your biochemical pool. The light screen displays the text of the message.

"Let's call Wolf No. 1. Garon chose a random name to make it easier to remember.

'Wild Wolf No. 1 has been determined, the biochemical tank has been filled with biochemical liquid, and the analysis grade is level 1 basic level. Able to breed fifteen first-order organisms, after which they need to be replenished again. ’

The number of information about the birth pool is displayed on the light screen.

'Please put the base organization. ’

Garon stood up. The imprint of the energy weapon on his body was still in the biochemical pool, and he went out to carry the flesh and blood of the corpse of the mutant beast that had been prepared in advance, and dragged it into the black biochemical pool.

Poof.

The mutant beast, which looked like a wild boar, was directly submerged in the biochemical fluid, and soon melted like a candle.

The biochemical pool also continued to bubble up in a series of tiny bubbles, as well as a strange gurgling sound.

"After obtaining the basic organization, do you start making wolf units?"

Garon replied yes in consciousness.

This light screen dissipated abruptly, this is a virtual light screen that is directly connected to guò consciousness and presented in front of the mechanic's eyes, not the mechanic himself, and no one else can see it. This also ensures a high degree of mystery and safety for the mechanics.

Garon's feedback from his consciousness can control the progress of the biochemical pool at any time, and can be stopped and restarted at any time.

According to the number of standard mechanics, as a second-level mechanic, he can only control one mark, that is, he can only control one cannon fodder, if there is a test bench, he can make an elite unit, which is the elite version of cannon fodder, but the test bench is not what he can obtain now, there are a lot of materials needed, and the technical requirements are also very high, generally only very rich can mechanics dare to make a test bench at a low level, because they can use space tools to carry these things with them.

To put it simply, when the mechanic is low-end, he actually does the work of an ancient modulator, just taking the pure biochemical route, because the elite version of the biochemical machine is the patent of the test bench, and the general mechanic doesn't have to think about anything if he is not at the high level.

In addition, this profession itself requires perverts in computing power, and a person without talent is at most the life of a low-level mechanic, and it is not bad to be able to rush to the third and fourth levels of the mechanic, not to mention the higher level of the fifth level and above the inheritance level.

Most of the general mechanics on the market are at the limit of level 3, because the entry requirements for mechanics are too high, and the time consumed will increase geometrically. Therefore, if you don't have talent, you need a lot of time to pile up practice, which also causes many skilled mechanics to be seventy or eighty years old and are only three- and fourth-level capable mechanics. Level 4 is almost the limit of talent that ordinary people can reach.

But Garon is different, he has potential points that can increase his intellectual computing power, even with his current natural computing power, he is also at the top level among ordinary mechanics, a standard genius, you must know that the mechanic itself is only a computing genius who can be held by a person at the level of a genius, and the genius among the mechanics, that is the terrifying top genius among ordinary people.

Garon's mind flashed through a series of information, but his eyes were fixed on the changes in the biochemical pool. The milk-colored biochemical fluid that had been put in it had begun to tumble at this time. The corpse of the mutant beast that had been thrown into it had completely dissolved, and now some small, algae-like floats began to appear on the surface of the liquid. And as time goes on, this float is increasing.

A faint fishy smell began to emerge in the basement, a bit like the smell of mutton, and a little like the fishy smell of sea fish.

Garon didn't have any change in expression, just stared at the biochemical fluid in the biochemical pool quietly, waiting for the results, and at the same time, he also had to carefully calculate how much time it would take to cultivate a culture, after all, the conditions here are not standard conditions, and the biochemical liquid has also found a lot of substitutes, and the cultivation environment does not have instruments to maintain the optimal temperature and humidity radiation, etc. In such an environment, the general number jù on the recorded data loses its meaning, and it is necessary to actually calculate the unit time once.

Liontown in the distance

A large group of hunters slowly walked towards this side, and there were tens of millions of heads.

The first of them was the one who walked behind on a motorcycle, screaming at an unknown point as if they were oversight.

The whole team is not fast, but the number is dense, and even the sky is grounded, as if the entire grassland field of vision has been completely occupied. The number of more than 10,000 simply looks like a blockbuster.

Vulture Town is history, in ruins in the wake of the hunters, with not a single living person inside, bones and rotting flesh littered everywhere, as well as ungnawed skulls and stumps scattered to the ground.

On the wall, on the ground, on the gate, there were dried and blackened blood stains everywhere, and two pieces of human intestines were used as ropes to tie to the door knocker of the gate, and used as ropes, and the intestines didn't know how many people they had found to twist into the thickness of a small arm. It looks very tough and a little black.

Rattle!!

A flock of scavenger crows descended, fluttering their wings from time to time and jumping around, competing for carrion food.

"Forward!!"

The second-level human hunter leader of the human hunting crowd roared.

"Shhhhh

All of them raised their heads and screamed, as if in response to the leader's call.

From the sky above, it can be clearly seen that at this time, Lion Town is the center, and more and more people are gradually surrounding it in all directions. Not only Lion Town, but also several other small towns, are like isolated islands in the sea, crumbling.

"Have you contacted anyone from Doe Town?!" Dong Perran asked in a deep voice as he stared at the running communications officer.

"There was no signal that was so disturbed that we couldn't hear anything at all. "The communication personnel were trained by Mei Long, although the technology is okay, but because there is no good equipment, I can only reply to the leader helplessly.

"Could it be that Doe Town is also unlucky?" muttered Don Perran.

"Don't worry about it so much, how long it lasts. Mei Long whispered on the side, "Hasn't that Garon come out yet?"

"Still in the basement, I don't know what I'm doing. Don Perrin shook his head, "I'll have people stay near him, as soon as he comes out, he'll know as soon as he comes out." ”

"You can't put all your hopes in him alone. Mei Long said in a low voice.

"Do we still have a choice?" Dong Peilan smiled bitterly, "If it wasn't really impossible, who would pin their hopes on someone who had just known each other for a short time?"

"How about digging tunnels?"

"We don't have the energy and time to do that, and if what you're saying is true, the human hunt is pouring out of the cracks in the ground, then it's likely that we'll be even worse digging tunnels. Dong Peilan said helplessly. (To be continued......)