hunt and eat

Chapter 572 Our Story
The violent mountain wind blew across the hills, and above a platform, a white-haired young man was sitting in a wheelchair, silently watching the huge warships approaching from the distant harbor.

"Teacher, it's windy, let's go back to the lab first?"

Behind the man, a boy wearing glasses and curly black hair, about fourteen or fifteen years old, whispered next to the young man.

Since his teacher's lower body was completely paralyzed five years ago, he has been in charge of her daily life.

Originally, the head of the group refused to say anything, saying that he would bring Master with him, but in the end he was persuaded by the latter.

As the head of the Science Corps and the second-in-command of the Venus Star Hunting Group, he didn't have much time to travel around the mainland, and even the original command work was handed over to other people.

Of course, all of the above are rhetoric.

The boy knew very well the real reason why the master rejected the leader.

Their experiments involved too many taboos, and they must not let others know.

In addition, I don't know if it's my own illusion, since the paralysis, the master seems to have a very strong vigilance and defense against the leader.

Long before those forbidden experiments even began.

The most intuitive manifestation is the [anti-swallowing] armaments and the special dragon-sealing stakes for the human body that have appeared one after another in the research room.

Although he was well aware of these abnormal situations, the boy never asked half a word from the beginning to the end.

No matter what Master wants to do, he will follow without hesitation.

This is his... no, the unanimous belief of the entire science team.

This man... is the [Venus] that can truly lead everyone to hope.

"Let's go... Are today's offerings ready?"

"All the data have been adjusted, and the relevant experimental records will be destroyed as usual after the ceremony."

Neva, who was pushed by the boy in the wheelchair, thought of something, covered her head, and sighed deeply.

"Bodordo, it's been... hard work for you."

A smile slowly bloomed on the boy's face, and he lowered his head and smiled calmly, "It's me who should say thank you, teacher."

"It was you who gave us these aliens a place to stay."

"Alien...?" Neva was leaning on the armrest, dragging one hand on the side of his cheek, narrowing his eyes slightly revealing a mysterious blue light, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved.

"That's nothing but the lies of the ignorant."

"In the final analysis, instead of classifying us believers of knowledge and truth as aliens, those weak and ordinary people are the real aliens in this world."

Looking at the looming buildings in the distance, which are completely different from this world in terms of shape and structure, and revealing a strong futuristic style, Neva laughed softly:

"After all, this world...is not so gentle that even ordinary people can live happily."

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"The experimental data has been checked...the corpse is recovered, and the second-level undead mutation remains, waiting for [The Burner] to deal with."

"The spare experimental body has started to be cultivated, and it is expected to be completed within 20 days."

"The inventory of the ancient dragon's spinal cord and soul fragments is insufficient, please replenish them in time"

"Received... [Eliminator] is under maintenance and cannot be dispatched for the time being. [Unclean] is expected to leave in three hours."

"[Cultivator] stay behind."

In the pale underground laboratory, researchers in gray clothes are busy coming and going.

Humans... dragonmen... even orcs, you can see the existence of almost every intelligent race here.

But compared to the mutual exclusion of the outside world, all races here are as harmonious as a family.

Although they have different genes and different cultural education, but excluding these physical differences, the beliefs and souls of each of them are so similar.

The desire for knowledge, the admiration for truth, and... the eternal dedication to technology.

creak~
The steel door on one side was slowly opened with the sound of gears turning.

Podoldo pushed the wheelchair, and Neva, covered in blood, walked out slowly.

The moment they saw Neva, all the researchers, without exception, put down what they were doing and saluted solemnly.

"It seems that everything is going well." A tall, thin man with long blond hair was slowly removing pieces of armor from his body with the help of researchers nearby.

"Gao Wakan, your mission has been completed?" Podoldo said with some surprise.

According to their estimates, it will take at least fifteen more natural days for this man to return.

"That corrupted steel dragon was an out-and-out ruthless character. After finding out that he was not my opponent, he actually ripped off his own skin... Under the guidance of the [Fallen Worm], I finally found a place. Broken scales and skin tissue."

Some helplessly whistled, the blond man shook the iron box in his hand, and handed it to the Lynx researcher beside him.

"But it doesn't matter. More than [-]% of the black dragon's curse remains on this discarded flesh and blood tissue, which is enough for us to conduct targeted research."

"Sensible judgment, you have always been very reassuring in your grasp of tasks, Gao Wakan." With the support of the researcher beside him, Neva slowly took off his bloody clothes, revealing that although he is not smart, but Not too thin pale body.

"You're amazing, my lord." Gao Vakan obviously respected Neva very much, and immediately bowed shortly.

"We are all pure people who pursue knowledge, and we don't need to stick to formalities." Neva said softly, and took over the thick stack of experimental data from Bodordo.

After scanning the top few reports, his eyebrows gradually relaxed.

"The initial experiment of the [Bloodborne Curse] project was very successful. At least it can initially verify our theory. Now all that remains is... to join the curse of the undead." A large piece of flesh and blood that the researcher took out from the mechanical box.

On the flesh and blood tissue, whether they were muscles or scales, there were black lines like symbols everywhere.

"The fusion itself is not difficult. In fact, we have succeeded." Neva quickly read the information, and handed it to the researcher Ailumao beside him with a smile.

"The power that the ritual can give is getting less and less."

"After at most three times, the growth will completely stagnate... It seems that this is the limit of my body."

Neva put both hands on the armrests on both sides of the wheelchair, looked calmly at some unknown time, then turned around in unison, and silently looked at his subordinates.

"Then it's almost time to fix a date."

"For my respected brother, present a..."

"The greatest funeral ever."

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(End of this chapter)