Chapter 130 Surgery and Inheritance

"Actually, it's not too far away." Liang Gong's face became solemn, "Do you think your current status is equivalent to the power you have?"

"My life is much better than before. I haven't thought about this problem for a while... But if I think about it carefully, with my sixth-level agility power, I really shouldn't just be a fire captain, running around all day long. Live." Liang Zhen said seriously.

"After more people think about this issue, the redistribution of power will be a matter of time." Liang Gong is an uncle in his forties after all, and he is particularly fond of commenting on these political matters. "After all, the proportion of people at the top is very small. , On average, most ability users are from the middle and lower classes, which already determines that this distribution of power will not be peaceful.”

"Sure enough, power is the answer to everything. Let's not talk about it anymore, why do you think we were given such a vulgar name as 'Dragon Group' in the first place?"

"Is it vulgar? I don't feel anything about it. Don't we in China often talk about our 'descendants of the dragon'? I think it's okay."

"Oh, yes, it's understandable that you don't have the habit of reading novels."

"Don't be so pretentious, I, an old man, just can't keep up with the trends of you young people."

"Among the novels I've read, there are at least a dozen, in which the organization of ability users representing China is called the Dragon Group."

"Doesn't that mean that this name is so popular among everyone that it is used again and again?"

"Those of us who have watched it many times will find it very awkward..."

"Then it should be because the leader in charge of naming has never seen anything similar like me. After all, they are all elderly people with a bit of a traditional complex. It is quite normal to name them with the character dragon."

"For example, Long Aotian." Liang Zhendao whispered.

"What? I didn't hear you clearly."

"it's okay no problem."

The second underground floor of the test site.

"Fortunately, the set of twelve psychic tissues transplanted to the experimental subjects were taken out in time, otherwise the precious experimental tissues would have been wasted. It is rare for a person to survive the rejection reaction and not die immediately. It’s such a pity that the experimental subject was almost drained by the huge spiritual energy consumption.”

"They can't capture high-level ability users alive for me to experiment with. The most they can get is corpses, which are often mutilated. Among the death row inmates that can be captured alive, the most are weak chickens with three levels of agility. The experimental results are really not good.”

"I don't lack direct combat power now. What I need are various auxiliary abilities. This set of spiritual diagrams named 'Cave Sky String' should be able to meet the needs. I just don't know how much this first transplant can survive." Bai Mozai invented it. After the concept of "spiritual map" came to represent the combination of psychic organizations, regardless of the fact that he was a bad namer, he gave a second-rate name to the first set of spiritual maps that he planned to transplant.

After he repeatedly confirmed that the doors from the first to the second floor of the basement were locked, he took out the special anesthetic drug Prometheus that he had tasked the institute to develop. It only takes 0.1 grams to cause a normal adult to lose everything. Of course, no one could have guessed that his mission to study this drug was to perform a full-body surgery on himself.

For the first time, he dissolved 10 grams of medicinal powder into physiological saline and injected it into himself using his mind power. However, he found that in addition to a slight numbness in his body, he still felt considerable pain, so he injected a second 10 grams, and the third 10 grams each, and by the fourth time, he found that the drug was finally effective enough to completely block his pain.

"From this perspective, my physical attributes are probably equivalent to those of 500 ordinary people added together... However, it seems that it cannot be simply superimposed. At least the weight and volume are not the same as those of 500 ordinary people added together." Full body paralysis, light He thought as he used his telekinesis to lift himself up and cut open his body with a special scalpel.

If there were other people around at this time, they would definitely be frightened by the scene of him cutting open various parts of himself for transplant surgery: his body was lying flat like an aircraft carrier, stably fixed in mid-air. Several scalpels shuttled around like airplanes that were constantly coming in and out. Each knife followed exactly the lines drawn on the body in white ink.

Since a total of twelve kinds of psychic tissue had to be transplanted, this operation was much longer than the previous experiment, lasting eight hours. After completing the suturing and wiping away the remaining will on it, he began to deal with possible rejection reaction.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't find anything repulsive. It was completely different from what was done on other experimental subjects.

"Compared to them, could it be that because I am too strong, these tissues were directly assimilated into my body and then integrated into the life field?"

"The tissues corresponding to the air stepping ability and the teleportation ability of the subordinate movement system were successfully transplanted, but the teleportation ability seems to have shrunk severely. A teleportation can only move less than ten meters, which is different from Hua Wenwu's ability of nearly a hundred meters at every turn. Differs greatly."

"Then what was successful was the distance-distorted skin, but it also shrank seriously. It was originally one centimeter outside the skin that could be extended to an actual distance of five meters, but when it came to my body, it became one centimeter and the actual distance was two meters. It's a pity. The original owner of this ability is also an idiot. He uses this incomprehensible ability to attack a modern army full of thermal weapons... From the perspective of a bullet traveling at the speed of sound, there is no difference between one centimeter and five meters. When it was delivered, it was already The body was beaten into a sieve."

"Three of the twelve operations were successful in one operation, and it was probably due to the ability to shrink. It is indeed incomparable with the protagonist's luck." Bai Mo drank the liquid gold liquid that was regarded as a quick healing potion in one gulp, and thought with a helpless expression. The success rate of previous surgeries on that boy.

"It shouldn't be a matter of luck. It's probably because the stronger you are, the lower the success rate of transplantation." He tried to make excuses for himself to cover up the fact that his face was dark. "But I'm different from him. I have enough to try." Chances are, there will always be a day when the pile of spiritual diagrams can be filled. I will get some Puluogan tomorrow and have another surgery the day after tomorrow. This will leave just one day for Liquid Gold to repair the body. "

Somewhere along the coast of southern China.

"It's really hard work in this business! I, Ling Tian, ​​swear that I will make a difference in the future! I will never do this kind of ghost job again." Under the scorching sun, Ling Tian, ​​a sweaty construction worker, was working on building defense facilities.

Since the entire coastline of China is thousands of kilometers long, the military seriously lacks enough engineers. A large number of planned defense facilities have to be contracted out and built by private builders. The military is only responsible for acceptance, so the front line has A lot of construction workers are busy.

"I can finally rest for a while..." Ling Tian had just completed today's task. He was so tired that he didn't want to move. He just sat on the beach and picked up his phone to read a novel and relax.

"What are you looking at?" A coworker came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Read a novel." Ling Tian, ​​who was fascinated by the protagonist's battle with Zerg, responded impatiently.

"He's very mysterious. He must be reading pornographic articles. Let's go quickly. The foreman asked us to gather." The worker didn't bother to pay attention to him. He just informed him and left in a hurry.

Just after reminding Ling Tian that his co-workers had just walked a short distance away, the shallow sea that had always been as calm as a mirror suddenly turned into a big wave. Suddenly, he, who was addicted to novels, was swept into the sea. He had no time to react and fell into the sea. Only the cell phone originally held in his hand was left.

"The Zerg inheritance system is activated, detecting the identity of the host... During the detection, the host is a carbon-based creature, not an enemy of our race's energy creatures, and can become the inheritor. Self-destruction is cancelled, and gene binding is now carried out..." In a daze, he was struck by the huge wave. Ling Tian, ​​who was swept into the sea, heard such a sound.