I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 538 Humanoid Experimental Equipment, New Path of the Idea King (5k)

Wen Yan wondered whether the Lieyang Tribe knew about this, but it was unlikely that they knew.

The main reason is that there have been a lot of outrageous things happening to Robin in recent years. Compared with what has happened in recent years, the recently promulgated God's Law is actually not too outrageous. At most, it is just at the level of outrageous.

There was a necromancer causing trouble and killing thousands of people in a small town, but it might not be a big deal for Robin.

"Do you know which necromancer it is?"

"I don't know about that. There are very few necromancers nowadays. Even if there are necromancers, they basically call themselves necromancers."

The little bat explained further that necromancers are hated by everyone and they play with souls. Even some devils are worse than them.

Necromancers don't play with souls, and aren't popular, but at least they haven't become the rats crossing the street, hated by everyone.

Wen Yan seemed to be lost in thought. He thought of the necromancer with whom he had dealt through the air before.

This matter might be related to that necromancer.

A small town with a population of several thousand was slaughtered. It seemed that it was caused by a virulent plague. Moreover, the matter was suppressed and there was no news at all.

Even for the natives like the Little Bat Family, there are only a few photos and nothing else is clear.

It must be someone with great power to be able to suppress this matter.

As for the Necromancer, he plays with souls, plays with corpses, and plays with toxins. These are his three major directions.

A more powerful necromancer will dabble in all three directions, but human energy is limited, so people usually specialize in only one direction and go very far in that direction.

Precisely because of their limited energy, the fate of a necromancer is either death or transformation into undead, gaining an alternative form of immortality so that they can have more time to delve into research.

The necromancer with whom he had dealt with remotely before was under the command of Huang Mo, so he must have information about the energy blockade.

And most importantly, after the last incident in the Sea of ​​the Undead, this necromancer might never be able to summon the undead again.

The only direction left for him was to play with souls and toxins.

If the former is discovered, he will die miserably, and his teammates may have to stay away from him.

The necromancers who choose to play with souls have countless previous convictions. The souls of relatives and friends are simply the easiest materials to obtain, which is why necromancers are basically lone wolves.

If you think about it, the only suitable route is the toxin.

Wen Yan was indeed not sure how many necromancers Robin had, but he was sure that the number of necromancers with high professional levels and great power behind them was definitely no more than one hand.

This profession had already been in the sewer before the end of the Dharma.

When the Dharma Ending begins and everything goes downhill, anyone who has anything to do with the Necromancer will be burned to death.

If he were placed in Shenzhou, he would be like an evildoer who even the evildoers disliked, or a demon who every demon wanted to stab in the back.

When the Dawn of the Gods began, the Necromancer still appeared and was not killed. That was all thanks to the support of his peers.

It was all thanks to various other professionals, outliers, and even local rulers acting as tanks that the hatred of the church was pulled to its limit.

After the revival of spiritual energy, the things done by the Necromancer were so popular that they could not compete with others in the hot searches.

I don’t know why, but after Wen Yan heard it, his first reaction was that the necromancer was going to make a big mess.

After thinking about it, Wen Yan asked the little bat.

"Can you give me some more detailed information?"

"This one……"

"Don't force it. Don't let yourself and your family get into trouble. I don't know the specific situation over there, so I'm asking this."

"I have to report to the clan leader." The little bat didn't dare to agree. In fact, he didn't know the specific details of the incident and the people and forces involved behind it.

"Well, remember don't force it, and don't get involved. I feel like this is going to be a big hassle."

I chatted with Little Bat about other things and he told me some recent intelligence.

For example, there are rumors that a death knight has appeared.

After the chat, Wen Yan returned home and asked the black box to pass some information to the higher-ups. It is always a good idea to be more vigilant.

Less than five minutes after the news was passed on, the director of headquarters called him personally.

"Is the news true?"

"Which news do you mean? The canal? The town? Or -"

"Small town."

“This is just news from a channel. I’m not sure whether it’s true or not, but the channel is still quite reliable.

Their family is in Europe, and their ancestors must have experienced a great disaster six hundred years ago.

The judgment given this time is most likely correct.

Other sources of information have not yet been confirmed."

"Do you have other channels?" The director general was a little surprised. The forces that could find out about these things must be powerful. Ordinary forces probably couldn't even get close to them.

"I haven't had the time to ask yet. Maybe you can ask Lao Meng."

“The news is most likely true.

We also received a piece of news that an institution in the Maple Leaf Country with the label of medical research had an accident, resulting in a leak and casualties, but all the information was blocked.

A project manager in that organization was hit by a car accident and killed instantly.

Another employee who was on vacation sank into the sea while surfing and his body was never found.”

When Wen Yan heard this, he also expressed his guess and then said.

“I think it’s very likely related to the necromancer I mentioned. I don’t think there are many necromancers with this level of strength.

Besides, hundreds of years ago, necromancers were dealing with bacteria, but people at that time didn’t understand it, so they recorded it as toxins.

Times have changed now. If these guys were equipped with professional knowledge and equipment, their strength would probably be far more terrifying than before.

Anyway, it's better to be prepared. I'm going to find a helper here."

"Who do you want to find? Do you need our help to connect you?"

"That's not necessary, but my identity is a bit sensitive."

"Who?"

"It's a ghost."

"Objectively speaking, there are undead spirits in your family."

Hearing this, Wen Yan understood that this was to first characterize the person he was looking for.

He thought that he should at least tell her.

The undead in the Sea of ​​the Dead are completely different from the ghosts in Shenzhou.

Wen Yan has several channels he wants to investigate. The simplest and most convenient one is to find an undead to ask about the situation first.

Especially the undead who have dealt with the Necromancer before are naturally the most suitable targets.

If this undead was a wizard itself, it might be even more suitable.

Wen Yan hung up the phone and called Zhang Qihui again. No one answered for a long time, but Wen Yan didn't care and just waited.

More than an hour later, Zhang Qihui called back and said he was in the laboratory just now.

"The progress is OK. If the requirements are not high, the materials can be used now, but the effect is not great. They are just for show."

"I'm not looking for you to ask about the progress, I want to customize a Taoist soldier for you.

The appearance doesn’t matter, but the skeleton has to be realistic. It’s better to be like real bones than real bones.

The strength and other aspects are better if they are stronger.

Forget it, what materials do you have? I'll go over and try it out first."

Wen Yan took a small piece of tiger bone and rubbed off a little from the armor of the ghost horse and took it with him, and went to Zhang Qihui's factory and laboratory.

There are all kinds of materials and samples in the laboratory.

When they arrived at the place, Wen Yan stretched out a hand, and a faint blue flame condensed at his fingertips, burning the various materials given by Zhang Qihui, to see if the experimental materials could withstand the soul fire, and by the way, to test their compatibility with the soul fire.

His flame is not quite the same as the soul fire of the undead, but in essence they are still very similar, and his flame is more domineering. The soul fire of the undead is more like the condensation of the soul, and actually does not have much lethality.

After a lot of experiments, we found that there are indeed materials that can withstand burning, but their compatibility with soul flames is extremely low. They basically rely on their own strength and corresponding inertia to withstand the burning, which is not suitable.

The only suitable materials are indeed biological materials, especially the materials brought by Wen Yan. Ordinary bones will not work. They may have a good fit, but their strength is too poor.

Finally, Zhang Qihui ground some bone meal and prepared some experimental materials, with mixed results.

Wen Yan originally wanted to be a hands-off boss, but Zhang Qihui held him back and asked him to help with the experiment. Without Wen Yan, the experiment could not be done. In his laboratory, there are all kinds of equipment. Tiger bones as hard as steel can be ground into powder and mixed with various materials to do experiments in different proportions.

Wen Yan was forced to serve as an experimental device for two days, and finally a version with a certain ratio was determined.

Seeing that Wen Yan looked depressed, Zhang Qihui worked overtime and customized a Taoist body for Wen Yan for him to take away.

Wen Yan returned home, feeling a little depressed. Being an experimental device was really exhausting.

Zhang Qihui, on the other hand, was as excited as a chicken. After seeing the fire released by Wen Yan, he was considering whether to upgrade the Taoist soldier and add some energy circuits in his body.

Wen Yan was scared, so he used the excuse that the borrowed power was exhausted and ran away quickly.

When I got home, I slept for four hours before waking up. When I woke up, it was dark.

The weather was just right, Wen Yan came to the second level of the underground beehive, took out the prepared body of the Skeleton Taoist Soldier, stretched out a hand, touched the Skeleton Taoist Soldier's brow, and connected his thoughts to the sixth stone gate.

In an instant, the soul fire left there by the Skeleton Mage was summoned.

In the Sea of ​​Undead, the Skeleton Mage, who had already retracted all the power he had distributed, finally received the call.

And the source of the summoning comes from the fire of his soul.

He responded to the call decisively, and the fire of his soul turned into a stream of light and disappeared in an instant.

This time he did not take the normal summoning path. He came to the stone gate and walked out of it.

The moment he came out, he felt the immense power here, an oppressive force like the might of heaven.

In a quick glance, he could even see that where he was was just a hilltop.

Elsewhere, there was a completely different power, but the pressure was equally heavy.

The soul fire of the Skeleton Mage was injected into the body of the Bone Taoist Soldier. The soul fire burned in the space inside the skull, and then all the power began to penetrate into the bones, rapidly infecting every corner of the bones.

When the soul fire was completely attached to the bones, two faint blue lights lit up in the eye sockets of the skull.

The skeleton mage's body was stiff, and he slowly climbed up. His mouth was not open, but sounds came out.

"Boss, your loyal Skeleton Mage has responded to your call and is ready to fight until the last bit of soul fire is exhausted."

"No need to fight. I need your wisdom. Mages don't need to fight like barbarians. They need to rely on wisdom. You were also a mage when you were alive, right?"

Upon hearing this, the Skeleton Mage felt that he was valued.

In the beginning, no matter what kind of mage it was, it was not actually a combat profession, and combat was just a means of protecting oneself.

The same goes for the Skeleton Mage, he actually doesn't like fighting either.

“There are still some memories in the fire of my soul.

In the earliest times, there were mages who pursued the power of nature.

Later, when I was older, I heard about the fountain of youth and the immortal tree.

I started studying alchemy again, and finally, when I got old, I changed to necromancy.

Unfortunately, no solution to achieve immortality was found in the end.

I don’t remember how long it took me to wake up after entering the Sea of ​​the Dead.”

"Were you studying toxins at that time?" Wen Yan asked a key question.

"Of course there are studies, but the results are useless. I have no interest in how to kill people efficiently.

It would be better to study corpses, summon the dead, and then turn yourself into a dead spirit to escape the shackles of time.

With more time, I can truly study the true meaning of magic.

I have been summoned before, and only later did I hear that a necromancer found a way to jump out of time through studying toxins.

Unfortunately, too many lives were sacrificed, and it ultimately failed."

Wen Yan took out a tablet, pulled up a few photos, and showed them to Bowen.

"Can you tell anything?"

Born looked at it carefully, but did not rush to answer, but asked.

"Is it related to the Necromancer?"

“It is very likely related.”

"Then this could be that someone wanted to create undead by using toxins, but unfortunately failed. These toxins cannot be controlled, and the undead that are created by killing people are only the lowest level of zombies, with no potential and no value."

"Can you develop something to treat this toxin?"

"I don't know. I haven't been summoned in a long time. I don't know if my knowledge is outdated. Just looking at the images, it's hard for me to be sure."

"We'll talk about that later. You should get used to it first. We will give you some space on this floor for your research."

"Okay, boss."

After summoning him, Wen Yan could feel that he could reverse summon him at any time and send Bourne back.

Instead of sending him back, he found a room for Bourne first and asked someone to bring a sarcophagus filled with yin energy from the lower level for Bourne to use as a bed.

The environment in this world is not suitable for the survival of the undead, especially during the day. Bourne, who had just arrived, was actually very uncomfortable.

But he didn't care about this discomfort at all. Being summoned up was just a temporary leap for the undead.

On the other side, the little bat also quietly completed the report to the patriarch of the Toredo family. After pondering for a moment, the patriarch of the Toredo family agreed and promised to find a way to get more things.

As the patriarch of a clan, he highly appreciated John's development in Shenzhou. In the past, he felt that the Lieyang Tribe and the Three Mountains and Five Peaks of Shenzhou were too overbearing.

But in the past two years, thanks to the comparison with his peers, he felt that the Lieyang Tribe was at least more normal.

After Robin promulgated the Divine Law, a large number of aliens cheered, but Chief Toredo felt scared. The order was disrupted, and the first to die were the cheering cannon fodder.

He has recently been preparing to completely withdraw Robin's industries and personnel. By continuously spending money, their popularity has actually improved a lot.

This photo was given to him by a "friend".

After waiting for two days, he finally got an opportunity. One of his "friends" had been too worried recently, fearing that a plague would break out after the appearance of the Death Knight.

So he revealed some information to him, and was even willing to secretly leave him a little sample when dealing with the bodies in that town, to allay his concerns.

Of course, this is just a saying.

In fact, there are many people who are secretly paying attention to the situation, so this "friend" dares to "give" some samples.

The same is true, only Chief Toredo dared to ask for it.

At this moment, in a laboratory in Robin's poorest state, the Idea King was wearing a white coat and glasses, looking quite respectable.

Two young men stood in front of him, lowering their heads in fear.

“Do you two idiots have complete brains in your heads?

Even children who play games know that they should not kill all the enemies at the beginning.

Don't you two idiots with half a brain know this?"

Dian Zi Wang's face turned blue with anger.

Ever since the last incident, the way to summon the undead has been blocked.

Even if there are some unconscious undead who will respond, there may be some conscious idiots who are willing to be summoned.

But he didn't dare to summon it, because who knew what he would summon.

So, as the idea king who once proposed the prototype of the God's Law, hey, this time he made another suggestion.

In order to prevent the Sea of ​​Undead, prevent the Death Knight who no one believes is dead, and the Undead King and other guys from reaping the benefits of God's Act.

Therefore, the Divine Act specifically excluded the undead from its scope of coverage.

Huang Mo deeply agreed with this idea, and so did the others.

However, they all only saw the benefits.

The God's Law does not cover the undead, so the undead cannot gain any benefit at all. This also means that the God's Law does not impose any restrictions on the undead.

The King of Ideas decisively changed his route and chose the alternative plan among his alternative plans with a pinch of his nose.

The risk was great, and the hatred was great, but the good thing was that the world was in chaos enough, and even the waves caused by the Divine Act were much smaller than he had expected, so he dared to choose a new direction.

The necromancers before Ragnarok would never have dared to imagine in their dreams that the world today has a population of more than eight billion.

Millions of people died in the Nanyang Alliance before, but in the end it didn't cause much trouble, there wasn't even a major purge, so what is there to be afraid of?

The Idea King went into the laboratory and continued his research by combining the power of technology, alchemy, necromancy, etc. Even if he lost the original route, he could still find a new route.

(End of this chapter)