The first thousand one hundred and seventy-two chapters
"You want to help?" Fake Oil chuckled, his voice sounding a little wretched across the belly of the female corpse, "It's not difficult to say it's difficult, it's not easy to say it's easy."
"If you fart, hurry up." Lu Shenliang said, "You placenta."
"...!" Fake Oil was speechless. He held his breath for a few moments before gathering himself and said, "Just find someone reliable to send me to the Disco Valley."
"Bengdi Valley?" Lu Shenliang smiled coldly, "You mean to let this female corpse dance to Budi and pop out your placenta?"
"...!" Fake Oil was choked again and was speechless.
"Senior sister, your joke is too cold. This won't make it any faster. Don't make his umbilical cord wrap around his neck and cause him to be stillborn." Wang Li persuaded Lu Shenliang not to have such an attitude towards Fake Oil.
But his words made Fake Oil almost go crazy, "What the hell are you doing, you still have the umbilical cord wrapped around your neck! This is just a rebirth cabin that looks like a female corpse. Where did the neck wrapping come from! If it was really a placenta, how could I still be like this?
Talking to you? It’s really Fak!”
"Forget it, forget it." Fake Oil was really convinced by Wang Li and Lu Shenliang. Before Wang Li and Lu Shenliang responded, he couldn't stand it anymore and said quickly: "Bundi Valley, please press
The saying is also a relic of the old era. To put it simply, it is a biological genetic research institute in the old era. However, this biological genetic research institute is also very crazy. They first used a soft-bodied reptile to create the wasteland worm, which is codenamed the wasteland worm.
The DNA of soft-bodied reptiles is actually somewhat similar to that of the human body, but its metabolic rate is many times that of human DNA. This means that if a hundred years of disease-free and disaster-free life for ordinary people is the standard lifespan, then the lifespan of this wasteland insect is
Two hours, one hour passes a lifetime, but what it does in one hour is similar to what a person does in a hundred years.”
"What do you mean?" Wang Li asked puzzledly: "What do you mean that what it does in one hour is similar to what a person does in a hundred years?"
"Growth, reproduction, learning, inheritance, death." Fake said gruffly: "Anyway, just think of it as a miniature human body. To put it simply, research based on a person's complete life takes a hundred years, but research based on it
It only takes an hour. But the purpose of studying it at the Biological Gene Research Institute is evolution. Listening to what you told me before, you know much more about the so-called old era than I do, so you should be very clear that the old era is
There are many genetic beasts, which are beasts with enhanced certain abilities. There is also research on combining such powerful beast genes with the human body. However, due to gene rejection, if a certain powerful foreign gene is implanted into the human body, it will often
It will produce very serious rejection, and even if it can guarantee life span, it will also produce many uncontrollable consequences, such as mental mutation and animal nature, for example, the pain caused by certain tissue changes in the body will distort the person's mentality.
All kinds of things.”
After a pause, Fake Oil clearly felt that Wang Li and Lu Shenliang understood everything, so he continued: "The purpose of using wasteland insects is to test and overcome this rejection. This is a quick version of human testing.
A set of data can be tested in an hour. This biogenetic research institute is also very ambitious. The codename of its research is "Prehistoric Power". This is the gene of the mythical prehistoric beast, the mythical gene of our earth itself.
The rulers and balancers are not us humans, but some particularly powerful ancient behemoths. When biological activities on the surface affect the balance of this world, these ancient behemoths will go out to destroy the biological world on the surface and restart the earth."
"Godzilla?" Lu Shen smiled sarcastically, "Fantasy turned into reality? The boss of this genetic research institute is also a patient suffering from movie poisoning?"
"I don't know what Godzilla said to you, but I feel it might be something similar." Fake Oil was obviously very cautious when talking to Lu Shenliang. He intuitively felt that if he had a quarrel with Lu Shenliang, he would
He was so depressed that he was about to die, so he weighed it in his mind, and then said: "Anyway, the Institute of Biological Genetics has been using some means such as nuclear rays to stimulate some powerful genes and promote genetic mutation, and then use various methods to
Research on implanting such mutated genes into wasteland insects."
"Then what?" Wang Li felt that things were a bit complicated, "Then what happened when you discovered this genetic research institute?"
Fake said: "There are no survivors in this genetic research institute. It seems that they were all killed by some sonic weapon. However, the core building of the genetic research institute is still almost intact, and it is controlled by a cultivation sect. This cultivation sect does nothing at all."
They don't know what this genetic research institute is, but they only think it's awesome. They keep trying to figure out what this genetic research institute is. Under their blindness, this automatic program controls the genes of the points.
The institute has reached the final stage of human testing. It has begun to create human embryos and then implant the gene code-named 'Prehistoric Power'."
"Continue." Fake Oil paused again as he said this, as if he wanted to see the reactions of Lu Shenliang and Wang Li. However, as soon as he paused, Lu Shenliang spat out two words in an unusually simple and straightforward manner.
Fakeyou could only continue speechlessly: "I accidentally discovered this genetic research institute controlled by the cultivation sect, and then managed to sneak in. After I figured out what the genetic research institute was,
I conveniently adjusted a few key points to prevent this sect from messing around with people's lives."
Wang Li heard the clue instantly, "So you helped this genetic research institute succeed?"
"It is indeed a success." Fake Oil said proudly, "After all, I can be regarded as a time-traveler. Compared with me, these fussy cultivators are like the difference between a grain of rice and the radiance of the bright moon."
"Since it was successful, what about this experimental subject?" Lu Shenliang's cold voice sounded.
"Escaped." Fake Oil continued proudly: "Of course I will not make a wedding dress for that cultivation sect. That cultivation sect is looking down on human life. It happens that some people in the sect can't stand it, so I helped to save those people.
Several people of the experimental subject were rescued. The final result was that the successful experimental subject and several unsuccessful experimental subjects escaped. I did not care about it later, but at least it was certain that the experimental subject was rescued and was
He was sent to the Cultivation Continent and hid. Of course, I originally wanted to continue to take care of it, but then I encountered an accident on Omen Island, so I can only take care of this matter after I am born again."
After hearing these words from Fake You, Wang Li and Lu Shenliang looked a little strange.
Wang Li quickly asked, "Then what's so special about the successful experimental subject you mentioned?"
"It seems like he is a good cultivator, but in fact Daoji has no affinity with vitality." Fakeyou chuckled and said: "Of course the most special thing is that he has the power of ancient times and can break through genes when facing fatal threats.
Without the restrictions of the lock, it transforms into a powerful behemoth, which is very invincible."
Wang Li and Lu Shenliang looked at each other and almost said in unison, "Li Youque?"