Chapter 88 Infiltration

The pure black pill spun around in Wen Yu's hand. Wen Yu stared at the pill, but could not find anything strange about it.

It didn't even have a description of the prop.

This was a mud ball, a mud ball made up of a variety of trace elements, amino acids, enzymes and other messy things.

And this was also the fundamental reason why Yan Jing could successfully replicate - cloned molecules and even atoms, perfectly replicated, and all trace elements were exactly the same as the sample.

As for the effect...

As the door opened, Wei Tian walked into Wen Yu's office.

"The experiment failed."

Wei Tian said simply, and then put the experimental report on Wen Yu's desk.

After taking the pill, one thousand monsters of various levels were all transformed into humans - there was nothing strange about this step.

However, these one thousand monsters that had undergone racial transformation died one after another within three days.

This is not a high-yield, mass-produced racial transformation method - at least not before the experiment was successful.

In other words, before the experiment was successful, this was just a "waste product" that could temporarily transform the demons into humans.

It is useless to Wen Yu and even Yan Jing.

Hearing the bad news from Wei Tian, ​​Wen Yu gently rubbed his eyebrows.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. Have you found out what failed?"

The technology contained in this pill is indeed of great help to Wen Yu and Yan Jing. Wen Yu also has a complete consideration of the specific use of this medicine. However, before the finished pill can be made, any ideas and plans have lost the soil for survival.

"I found it."

Wei Tian nodded gently.

"The biotechnology contained in it is very advanced, but it is not impossible to crack. Yan Jing's scientific and technological reserves are still very strong, but according to my research, I suspect that soul creation and soul energy play a decisive role in it."

"I am sure to overcome it in terms of technology, but at the soul level, I am completely powerless. If you ask me, if anyone can thoroughly understand this technology, it is probably only you."

Wen Yu was silent.

Some things, once it involves the soul level, will completely become the exclusive research field of some people.

Wen Yu is not the only soul master on the earth, but the one who has the most profound research on the soul is probably Wen Yu. If Wen Yu can master this technology, it will take three to five years, but for other soul masters, it will probably take three to five thousand years. This gap is too big, big enough for Wen Yu to abandon all alternatives and choose to do it himself.

After a moment, Wen Yu sighed deeply, he looked at Wei Tian and said with a wry smile.

"After all, this is still my job, right?"

Wei Tian looked at Wen Yu and nodded gently.

"It has to be you!"

...

"Pah."

"Pah."

Chaotic footsteps sounded, and Marquez, who was sitting in front of the secret entrance, stood up and looked into the distance. Not far away, Lei's figure came in an instant like light, and then stood not far in front of Marquez.

"Thank you for agreeing to meet me."

At this moment, Lei's face was full of sincerity, but Marquez didn't buy it. He squinted his eyes and looked behind Lei.

"So, this is the army of Yanjing? I remember that I only agreed to meet you, but you didn't say you would bring so many people."

As soon as the questioning sounded, Marquez was ready to attack - he was not going to run away.

In other words, when he decided to take in the ancient demons, he had already foreseen that he would face the encirclement and suppression of the Yanjing army - just as Lei predicted, this was a road of self-destruction for Marquez.

However, seeing this, Lei just sighed.

"Marquez, I understand you, and you are my only relative in this world. Even if I die, I will not betray you."

As Lei's sonorous voice fell to the ground, the crowd with footsteps behind him appeared in Marquez's field of vision.

It was a group of dirty ancient demons like refugees...

Marquez's vigilance slowed down, he looked at Lei, and there was a questioning light in his eyes. And Lei just explained simply.

"You touched me, so I also want to do something for you, at least, I can save some more of our people."

After saying this, Marquez was silent.

…

“How many people?”

“2000. I have estimated the capacity of the underground warehouse. There is no problem in placing 5,000 people.”

“What about the supplies?”

“You and I will share the responsibility. Our military pay is enough to feed these people.”

“…”

Marquez remained silent until Lei arranged the 2,000 people behind him into the abandoned warehouse. Marquez nodded to Lei.

“Thank you.”

Lei laughed heartily.

“We are brothers, aren’t we?”

…

A total of 5,000 ancient demons were placed in the underground warehouse, but Yanjing’s infrastructure construction is still very good. At least the air circulation speed here is not slow and the air quality is relatively high. It’s just that the rotten smell of the monsters is a bit unpalatable.

However, for some people with “ulterior motives”, this is indeed not unacceptable.

Among the crowd, an ordinary-looking and ordinary ancient demon, who was hidden among the monsters and was not outstanding, was tilting his head and carefully looking at the surrounding environment.

Unfortunately, all I could see were ancient demons with wooden faces, sitting and waiting to die.

They were just props for Marquez's "self-salvation" or "self-destruction". Although they were living beings, they were just objects that needed to be fed in the eyes of the stronger. Naturally, there would be no psychological guidance or entertainment activities.

This place was called a resettlement point, but it was just another concentration camp. What it had was only deeper despair.

"Bang..."

The sudden collision interrupted the monster's thinking, and he lowered his head and looked down.

I saw an ancient demon child, who was less than half a meter tall, hit the monster's thigh with his head, and immediately staggered and fell to the ground.

"Wow..."

The howling sound brought some freshness to this desperate place.

The monster lowered his head and bent down. He looked at the child and gently rubbed the slightly broken scales on the child's forehead. After a moment, a smile appeared on his hideous face.

"My name is No. 3, what's your name?"

A pleasant voice came from the ancient demon's mouth, and along with it, a piece of exquisitely wrapped chocolate.

As if sensing the kindness of the "uncle" in front of him, the little demon cried and gradually stopped sobbing. He looked at No. 3, then at the candy in No. 3's hand, and after a moment, he took the candy and whispered.

"My name is Gul..."

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