Begin from the original form of torture and become immortal

Chapter 1674 Become my stepping stone to become stronger, children

In the long and tense days that followed, Professor Connors seemed to be at the center of a crazy experiment, and all his energy was devoted unreservedly to Norman's physical condition.

In the laboratory, various sophisticated instruments flashed with cold light, and the data monitoring Norman's physical indicators kept jumping on the screen. Professor Connors stared at the data closely, revealing an almost obsessive concentration in his eyes.

As the days passed, Professor Connors noticed that Norman's abdomen was gradually bulging in a slow but obvious way.

This change made him both excited and nervous, because it meant that the mating was successful and Norman had successfully conceived.

For Professor Connors, this news is both a sign of progress in the experiment and the beginning of more complex challenges he will face.

Norman himself is gradually recovering his physical functions.

At first, he was so weak that even moving a finger was very difficult. He could only lie quietly on the experimental bed, his eyes filled with resentment and anger towards Professor Connors.

However, as time went on, his physical condition improved significantly.

At least, now he had the energy to curse Professor Connors angrily.

"I'm going to kill you, Connors, I'm going to kill you!!!"

Norman's curses echoed in the laboratory, and his voice was filled with deep hatred, as if he wanted to eat Professor Connors alive.

His eyes were red, veins bulged on his forehead, and every word he spoke seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Professor Connors completely ignored Norman Osborn's curse. He just raised his head slightly, a scornful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "It doesn't matter, Norman, you can't kill me, I will become greater."

In his opinion, verbal attacks could never hurt him. In his heart, there was only a persistent pursuit of the success of the experiment and a desire to become a more powerful being.

There was a faint yellow light flickering in the slightly bulging part of Norman's abdomen.

The light was like the mysterious stars twinkling in the night sky. Although it was faint, it carried an indescribable weirdness.

Those were fetal eggs in the ovum. The light they reflected was so strong that it even penetrated the layers of flesh and scales, and appeared particularly eye-catching in the slightly dim environment of the laboratory.

Professor Connors leaned close to Norman's abdomen and observed the flickering light carefully.

There was a kind of fanaticism in his eyes, as if he was gazing at the most precious treasure in the world.

He could even feel the rhythm of life coming from the egg sac, a faint yet firm rhythm, as if telling of the birth of new life.

Even a new life still exudes a powerful and terrifying pressure.

This kind of pressure from the top of the food chain made Professor Connors feel a chill in his heart.

The power contained in these eggs far exceeds what he currently possesses.

Their blood is closer to Godzilla than Connors', it is an ancient and powerful gene.

Professor Connors imagined that if these eggs could grow successfully, they would become more powerful than himself.

They might possess Godzilla's huge body, powerful strength, and mysterious special abilities, and stir up a huge storm in the world.

However, the reality is always cruel, and these fetal eggs have no chance to grow.

Professor Connors had a plan of his own in mind.

If Norman wanted to lay these eggs, he had to take in a large amount of radioactive sources to provide them with energy. The powerful energy of the radioactive sources was a necessary condition for these eggs to maintain life and growth.

But if the purpose is to make serum, there is no need to let the fetal egg continue to develop in Norman's body.

In Professor Connors' opinion, all they had to do was cut open Norman's abdomen and take out the eggs.

Given Norman's ability to recover as a mother, this wasn't even a minor surgery.

After genetic modification and various experiments, Norman's body has acquired a certain self-repair ability. Professor Connors believes that Norman will be able to recover quickly after the fetal egg is removed.

Besides, Connors didn't want Norman to die.

Because he himself doesn't know how many serum injections he needs to take to become a complete Godzilla.

For him, Norman is not only an experimental subject, but also a key link in realizing his dream.

He walked slowly to Norman's experimental bed. Norman seemed to realize what was about to happen. His eyes were filled with fear and anger, and his body began to struggle violently.

However, he was firmly fixed to the experimental bed by various restraints and could not move at all.

"Connors, you devil, you will be punished!"

Norman shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice filled with despair.

Professor Connors was unmoved. He just looked at Norman coldly and said, "For science and for greater power, it's all worth it."

After saying that, his hook directly cut open Norman's abdomen.

The claw was extremely sharp and pierced Norman's skin and muscles in an instant, and blood gushed out.

Norman let out a scream of pain and his body shook violently.

Professor Connors showed no mercy and quickly pulled the entire egg sac out of the abdominal cavity.

The surface of the egg sac is covered with blood and various body fluids, emitting a pungent smell.

However, Professor Connors seemed not to smell these odors. All he could see was the Godzilla larva in the egg sac.

Professor Connors' eyes were fixed on the egg sac in front of him.

The Godzilla larvae in the egg sac have already undergone a certain development, and through the translucent egg sheath, their small but unique outlines can be vaguely seen.

These outlines are like a miniature version of Godzilla's huge body. Every subtle ups and downs and every outline of the lines seem to tell the mysterious genetic heritage of this powerful creature.

Although they are small, they carry an innate majesty, as if announcing the terrifying power they may possess in the future.

They emit bright light, which is like the dawn of hope burning in the darkness, giving people a longing and expectation for unknown power.

At this moment they are still very fragile, just like chicks that have just hatched from their shells, with no resistance to the external environment.

Once they leave the warm and nutrient-rich environment of the mother's body, their activity begins to weaken.

The originally bright light began to gradually dim, just like a dazzling star that was gradually exhausting its energy and was about to go out.

(End of this chapter)