Durin's Diary

Chapter 547 Black Ops
When this land had just undergone geological transformation and became habitable for humans, the technology of our ancient ancestors was so advanced that they could easily clone the entire body or implant personality into the brain.

As for the prosthetic body and electronic brain, they seem as simple as toys in the hands of a child.

All I can say is that old science was shocking.

But 'it's said' and 'believed' are the same thing. Du Lin was somewhat shocked to see with his own eyes that a young man who had been beaten to death by him twice came back to life so openly.

Such technology cannot be controlled by a few people.

AI 11 expressed his views on this.

What do you mean, you want to destroy such technology, can't we make it work for our own benefit?

AI Daju couldn't understand this at all.

However, Du Lin felt that Eleven was right. Such technology should not be abused. No one wanted his enemies to be like leeks and could not be killed.

But the problem is, this guy is followed by at least six skilled fighters, and the streets are full of curious citizens watching the excitement. It is impossible for Du Lin to push open the door and kill hundreds of people, then tie up the young man and leave carelessly.

Although killing all the witnesses is a form of stealth, it is against the rules to kill hundreds of citizens who are watching the excitement.

But it’s okay, Du Lin thought of this, put this method aside, paid the money, and walked out of the back door of the store.

………………

He left a message at the palace as a messenger, asking Romil to meet him at the teahouse run by Chang Tangren at No. 223 Wangjia Avenue.

Du Lin switched back to his original form and entered the teahouse as a candle dragon.

Half an hour later, Romil appeared in the teahouse with an old man.

He saw Du Lin and immediately ran over. "The guard said that a bastard Toby left me a message saying you wanted to see me. If it weren't for the proof you left behind with your unique magic mark, I would have thought it was one of my mortal enemies who wanted to kill me."

"It seems like you have hurt many girls' hearts. Tell me, what are Carl Vincent's family like?" Du Lin asked while making tea.

"Carl Vincent, why are you asking them?" Romil said in surprise. "But there's nothing to hide. This family is quite strange. Everyone says that their mysterious ways involve resurrection."

"Interesting. By the way, he is..." Du Lin pointed behind him.

"My old butler, he's been with me since I was a kid," Romil introduced. "Don't worry, he's absolutely reliable."

The old man smiled and bowed his head. "Greetings to you, Lord Durin. From the highest peak of Mount Niublis to the highest point of Everforged Fortress, your majesty and power are known to all."

"Well, I was just saying, the assassin master Tin Man who served me just now killed someone while helping me. Coincidentally, the unlucky man who died at gunpoint happened to be his third son." At this point, Du Lin used his magic hand to pass the tea to Romil. "But I just saw that Carl Vincent's third son appeared at his door alive. He looked much younger, only eleven or twelve years old."

"That's right. Their resurrection will make them younger, but their lifespans will become increasingly shorter. After several consecutive resurrections, their hope of resurrection will be completely cut off. So it's not like their family members are immortal." At this point, Romiel was stunned. "I understand. You mean that the Constance family is in cahoots with them... But that shouldn't be the case. How could the Vincent family's channel ability be leaked?"

This is the limitation of the times. Everyone thinks this is a solution, but in fact, these are all problems that can be solved with just a tank.

"Have you ever thought that this might not be a matter of approach?" Du Lin said.

When Romil heard this, he was stunned for a moment: "You have evidence."

Du Lin smiled and made Eleven and Daju appear in front of Romil.

After listening to the introduction about the old technology, he finally frowned: "I need to ask my Gala mother to come over." "You go find her." Du Lin nodded.

After seeing the two off, Du Lin looked at the boss who was walking over. The latter understood Sidney, so he was a little embarrassed: "Sir, you said the queen is coming, right?"

"Yes, sorry to bother you." Du Lin said apologetically.

"Over there, could you write a calligraphy for me, or even draw something on that blank wall?" the boss said, his face beaming. "I've collected calligraphy from many people here."

"Okay." Du Lin nodded and took out his paintbrush.

………………

Gala was skeptical about what her nephew said.

I believe it because it was what Du Lin said, it couldn't be false - such a double legend couldn't be made fun of by the Cleggan family, because it would be a very embarrassing thing.

I suspect it was because it was too outrageous, even the most outrageous science fiction novels she had read didn't dare to be written like that.

But she came anyway.

As soon as I entered the teahouse, I saw Du Lin standing in front of a painting.

This is a large portrait of a mechanical body. The mechanical body in the picture has one eye and a metallic appearance, but he is wearing a long Tang costume and has a string of golden metal balls on his chest. His hands are making strange gestures, as if he is casting a spell. In short, Gala doesn't understand.

But she was shocked.

The owner of Changtang Teahouse was very excited at this time. He and Du Lin did not turn around until his clerk reminded them.

"Your Majesty, long time no see." The shopkeeper said, and walked to his counter. "I'll bring you two distinguished guests a pot of the best new tea."

"No thanks, Boss. Your teahouse is in our royal service today. The money will be deposited into your account at the Original Creator in a while."

With these words, the boss happily placed several teapots on the table, then he took two shop assistants and left the teahouse.

The old butler and guards who followed surrounded the teahouse.

"Madam, please sit down." Du Lin had already sat down.

Gala sat in front of her and Romil stood behind her to her left.

"Madam, you should have heard what Romil told me."

"Yes, I know that old technology can turn decay into magic, but after so many years, can old technology really revive someone who has been dead for many days?"

"I have several pieces of evidence. First, Sidney has a technique to preserve organ activity, which can keep the foie gras alive and fresh." Du Lin said this, looking at Gala. "Second, I've read the autopsy records, and they didn't open the skull to check whether the brain was still in the cranial cavity."

Mrs. Gala was silent for a while. She thought about it and finally found that Du Lin was right - the head had not been sawed open. She did not think there was anything to question at the time, after all, the person was really dead, but now it seems that this question may be the starting point for inferring subsequent intelligence.

Thinking of this, she nodded: "Mr. Du Lin, please continue."

(End of this chapter)