Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

"Once upon a time, in the face of death, no matter whether rich or poor, noble or low, all would be robbed. Even the monarch had to be judged naked in the face of death. That was the ultimate fate of everyone in the world."

On the stage, the smiling woman lowered her eyes, standing beside the woman who was gradually changing, and said softly: "And now, we have seized the time and power."

"'Forbidden Fruit Type I', the user can activate the blood in the body to a small extent, briefly cross the critical blood limit and still retain human sanity."

The smiling girl was introducing her dutifully, but no one was looking at her.

Everyone looked at the "thing" locked in the cage, and the faces under the masks were full of confusion, horror, and fanaticism.

After being injected with the "Forbidden Fruit Type I", in just a few seconds, the woman changed from a hybrid to a deadpool.

A body of fine blue-black scales adheres to the skin, looking like a tight suit to set off the beautiful figure, constantly opening and closing like breathing, exhaling hot air.

It was somewhat different from the ugly Deadpool they knew, more like a hybrid covered in a layer of fine dragon scales.

If she could be put into clothes of a suitable size, it would be impossible to tell that she was a monster like Deadpool.

The most important thing is that she still maintains her original silence and confusion, her dull dark gold pupils drooped downwards, and only her mouth instinctively lets out a painful low cry like a wounded beast.

"Gudong!"

In the venue, some old men with white beards and hair were staring at the last injection, swallowing slightly as their Adam's apple rolled.

The hundreds of golden eyes were ignited with desire and greed, and countless veins gradually appeared on the back of the quietly clenched fist.

"...I seem to have seen something extraordinary." Fingel muttered in the earphone, "I won't be killed and silenced when I return to the academy, right?"

Jiang Shouyun did not respond.

Under the light of the light blue light, the mask was glowing with a cold white light, and there was also a cold color under the mask.

Is this the "forbidden fruit"?

The forbidden fruit that God once said was untouchable, the original sin of mankind and the beginning of all evil.

Crossing the critical blood limit and still staying sane?

Stronger bloodline not only means greater strength, but also a longer lifespan for them.

There is no doubt that the so-called "Forbidden Fruit Type I" is an inferior but stable dragon blood serum.

Dragon blood is a most poisonous biological agent. If dragon blood is directly injected, 99% of people will be directly transformed into deadpools, but the purified dragon blood serum will be much safer.

"Zihang." Jiang Shouyun whispered without looking back, "Do you still remember the martial arts secrets of the Lion Heart Society?"

Chu Zihang's twinkling eyes paused for a moment, then nodded and said: "The Secret of the Lion Heart Society, 'Blood'."

"Bloodshed?" Fingel's confused voice came from the earphones, "What is that?"

"A semi-finished bloodline refining technology is just an idea in the final analysis." Chu Zihang explained softly.

But after hearing this, Fingel's breathing in the earphones seemed to have stopped for a moment, and then he said in horror: "Bloodline refining technology? That's all?"

Jiang Shouyun looked at the stage with a deep look and said, "With the harmless ancient dragon serum, we can completely replace the inferior blood of the hybrid species itself and create a hybrid monarch who is comparable to the Dragon King."

"This is a technology proposed by Nicholas Flamel, but it could not be implemented because there were not enough samples, so in the end only manuscripts and conjectures were left."

"Now it seems that someone may have obtained a pure-blood ancient dragon with poor bloodline, and used it to develop an inferior version of the technology for refining the serum."

"Wait a minute!" Fingel interrupted him in a panic, "I haven't heard anything, so don't say anything. I don't want to be taken back and sent to Professor Masashi Toyama. brainwashing."

Bang! !

"Are you kidding me?!"

At this moment, a figure suddenly stood up.

It was the native Chinese mixed race who had previously bid for the "Jiuzhou Qingyan's Seal".

"Do you know what you are doing?" He looked at the smiling woman on the stage and growled in disbelief, "You are blatantly trampling on and tearing up the contract!"

"No." The smiling girl bent her eyes and said softly, without changing the smile in her voice, "We are starting a new era."

Hearing this, the eyes of everyone present flickered slightly.

"What do you mean?" Chu Zihang asked puzzledly.

The bloodline of the dragon family is still a mysterious force that cannot be explored by current human technology. Such inferior technology can only create a batch of semi-Deadpool-like dragon-blooded monsters, right?

What role can this level of inferior technology play?

"As she said at the beginning, death is the ultimate fate of everything."

As he spoke, Jiang Shouyun's eyes were slightly cold and he explained in a calm tone: "However, the process of death can be prolonged."

"There are countless people in the world who have died due to injury, illness and aging. If becoming a dragon-blooded monster can suppress terminal diseases and extend life span, do you think they will be willing to give everything they have?"

At this point, Jiang Shouyun smiled coldly: "What's more, this is just Type I, isn't it? If the subsequent Type II and Type III are developed, maybe it can bring benefits to the aging hybrids. Where are the new students?”

"If I remember correctly, I remember that many of the members of the school board are quite old, right?"

Times have changed.

The old people who once devoted themselves to slaying dragons are almost dead, and the people sitting in the high places have been replaced by a new group of people, replaced by a gradually growing greedy desire.

Killing all the monarchs on the throne and killing the black emperor who is about to return is no longer their ultimate goal.

Someone once said that capital avoids turmoil and strife because its nature is timid.

This is not the truth. What capital is afraid of is no profit, or too little profit.

If there is 10% profit, it is guaranteed to be used everywhere; if there is 20% profit, it will become active; if there is 50% profit, it will take desperate risks; for 100% profit, it will dare to trample all human laws.

With a profit of 300%, it dares to commit any crime and even risk being hanged.

If unrest and strife can bring enough profits, there will be those who encourage unrest and strife with knives and forks.

If this technology can be mass-produced, its true value is simply immeasurable, enough to allow those who are greedy for profit to break taboos and spread the so-called forbidden fruit to the general population.

"It's so annoying."

Jiang Shouyun stared at the smiling woman on the stage, with red gold gradually appearing in his eyes: "Don't increase my workload without authorization, you bastards who deserve to be hung from the street lights!"

In the alchemy matrix of the auction house, his domain quietly unfolded.