Cultivation Chronicles in the Marvel Universe

Chapter 97: Dinosaur Earth Demon

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In the Bering Strait, a number of gold mining ships are busy panning for gold in this sea area.

The Bering Sea is located at the junction of the Eurasian Plate and adjacent to Alaska. It is said that there are gold reserves worth about US$250 billion.

Different from the impression that has been imprinted in people's minds in the past,

The local gold panning does not involve digging gold from the ground, but rather trying to suck it out from the bottom of the cold and treacherous Bering Sea.

In the Bering Strait, more than a dozen gold mining ships are stationed in the mining area, looking down from the sky.

Black water was rising from the bottom of the azure sea, which was caused by mud and sand being stirred up and rising to pollute the sea surface.

Among the gold-dredging ships, a 120-foot-long white yacht stood out like a crane among chickens.

On the yacht deck, Magneto, dressed in a suit and tie, looked at the gold sand in the metal plate with interest.

The fine golden sand glows golden in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Although it was not much, gold always made people happy. Magneto reached out and grabbed a handful of gold sand, watching these golden little things slip through his fingers.

… … …

"As we agreed, this is the Sands of the Month!"

In the waters near New York, several speedboats are docked near a cruise ship.

Lai En looked at the two speedboats with deep waterlines on the opposite side and raised his eyebrows.

The tall saber-toothed tiger easily carried the heavy boxes to the yacht where Lai En was.

Lai En raised his hand to signal, and two soldiers stepped forward, opened the box, revealing a pile of gold sand inside.

After checking the purity and weight of the gold sand, Lai En nodded with satisfaction.

"For this transaction, we want to change the transaction method!"

A tall blonde beauty handed a list to Ryan.

"This is a batch of equipment we need, with a total value of about 200 million. We want to purchase this batch of equipment through your channels!"

Lai En took the list and glanced at it. Polymer heater, energy generator,…

After quickly going through the process in his brain, Lai En estimated the approximate price of these equipments. The purchase price was indeed around 200 million.

However, some of the equipment above are also controlled items in the federal government. Ordinary companies need very strict qualifications to purchase them.

However, if purchased on the black market, the price would not exceed 25 million US dollars.

"I need to make a phone call!"

Ryan gestured to the woman, walked to the other end of the yacht, and picked up the satellite phone.

"Boss, Magneto's people have brought the gold sand here..."

“Is there any problem with using Osborne’s procurement route for high-tech equipment?”

On the Gulfstream G550 business jet, Tang Song took the satellite phone from Fox beside him.

After hearing Magneto's request clearly, Tang Song looked at the white clouds outside the window and asked Lai En.

“No problem, boss, the qualifications of the Osborne Group can indeed save you a lot of trouble!”

"Then let's take it. We'll make a profit of 100 million yuan. But be careful and don't let anyone find out about us!"

Magneto's style of doing things will make him a thorn in the side and eyesore of the human government sooner or later. Boss Tang is an honest man and cannot have anything to do with such terrorists.

"I understand, boss!"

After hearing Tang Song hang up the phone, Lai En put away the satellite phone, walked to the blonde woman and extended his hand.

"Then, happy cooperation!"

… …

Three speedboats were speeding on the sea. The blonde woman stood on the bow of a speedboat. In the sea breeze, the clothes on her body quickly turned into blue spiky skin, and soon she turned into a strange image with blue skin and covered with spikes.

Mystique, Magneto's right-hand man, is also the second-in-command of the Brotherhood of Mutants.

"Ms. Raven, what do you think the boss is buying these human devices for?"

A man in a jacket and glasses with night vision goggles drives the yacht.

He had an ugly appearance, with bumps on his body like those on a toad's back. As he spoke, he stuck out his tongue, which was more than ten meters long, and wrapped around a flying fish that leaped out of the water and swallowed it into his mouth in one gulp.

"Eric certainly has his reasons for doing this. We don't need to worry about it. We just need to follow his instructions!"

Mystique stood at the bow, enjoying the moment of tranquility brought by the sea breeze.

As she said, she doesn't care what Magneto's purpose is, she just follows Magneto and helps him achieve his goals.

Hiss!

The toad man curled his lips and chewed the flying fish in his mouth with big mouthfuls.

… …

Tang Song gently tapped the glass on the plane window with his fingers. The sea of clouds seemed to be right under him. He gently waved his hands, and outside the plane, a cloud changed shape with the movement of his fingers.

Lotus pedestals, pagodas, ancient bells, flying fairies, and clouds were freely shaped into various shapes by him through the string windows.

Tang Song didn't care what Magneto's purpose was in getting these high-tech devices.

With a profit of 100 million US dollars, he could buy two Gulfstream jets like the one he is riding now.

Of course, the plane that Boss Tang is riding now is not his private plane.

The private jet he ordered through Wells Fargo is still on order.

In fact, from the list of equipment reported by Lai En, Tang Song vaguely guessed Magneto's plan.

In the original story, the unreliable device that transforms ordinary people into mutants.

But this is none of his business. Boss Tang only cares about making his own money.

For this trip to Costa Rica, Boss Tang spent one million US dollars to charter a Gulfstream plane from an airline.

Costa Rica is a presidential republic located in Latin America, bordering Nicaragua to the north and Panama to the south.

Six hours after the plane took off, it landed at Maria International Airport in San Jose, the capital of Costa Rica.

At the airport, several helicopters have been waiting for a long time.

Tang Song took Fox and eight bodyguards straight onto the helicopter.

These aircraft were not leased but belonged to John Hammond's International Genetic Technology Company.

Hong Hou compiled information about this company from the Internet. This company has been dedicated to the research of paleontology.

The company's founder, John Hammond, was a fanatical admirer of prehistoric times, particularly obsessed with certain large reptiles, such as dinosaurs.

According to information disclosed by the International Genetic Technology Company, they successfully extracted the DNA of dinosaurs from an amber mosquito and successfully combined it with the DNA of modern reptiles. They successfully resurrected this ancient overlord!

Soon the helicopter will arrive at an island near Costa Rica.

The helicopter that Tang Song was riding on slowly landed on the tarmac. A group of people led by two white old men had been waiting there early.

"Welcome, welcome, Mr. Tang, welcome to the paradise of dinosaurs!"

A fat old man wearing a sun hat and a suit jacket laughed and gave a hug to Tang Song who had just got off the plane, appearing very enthusiastic.

Tang Song had seen his information in the information provided by Hong Hou: John Hammond, a Ph.D. in biology, was also the owner of this island.

"It was my idea to invite you to Isla Nublar. Charles and I are old friends. I hope you don't mind!"

Tang Song smiled and said, "I am honored to see creatures that only existed in ancient times!"

After exchanging a few polite words with Dr. Hammond, Tang Song extended his hand to the bald old man beside him.

Well, although both of them are called Charles and have bald heads, this Mr. Charles Wayland is not a mutant.

This Charles Wieland was born in Mumbai, India, and is British.

The company he founded, Wieland, is involved in many projects, ranging from daily necessities to space solar panels. It is also a multinational company with a market value of over 100 billion.

Moreover, Mr. Weiland is secretly an official member of the Holy Shield Brotherhood, and the resources at his disposal are terrifying.

However, Mr. Wallander is indeed old. His bald head is not due to his mutant abilities like Professor X. From the few strands of white hair left on his head, it can be seen that his hair fell out little by little as he aged.

It's not just his hair, but also his sagging facial skin and the age spots on his cheeks that show this nearly 90-year-old man really doesn't have much time left.

"Sorry to trouble you with this trip to Antarctica, Tang," Charles Weiland said a few simple words to Tang Song, and then he felt a little breathless. The private doctor beside him quickly put on an oxygen mask for him.

Charles Weiland took two breaths of oxygen and waved his hand, signaling the doctor to take off the mask.

"Tang, we will rest on this island for three days. I still have some equipment and personnel to prepare. You can ask John to accompany you around the island. This island will definitely make your trip worthwhile!"

Charles Wieland's physical condition prevented him from leaving the medical facility for long.

As the owner of the island, John Hammond accompanied Tang Song and his party. After settling them down, he asked the kitchen to prepare dinner.

It was almost dusk, and on the long dining table, on silver plates were large pieces of fried meat and steamed eggs.

"Mr. Tang, this is a specialty of our island. You can't get it anywhere else. Try it and see if it suits your taste!"

At the host's table, John Hammond smiled mysteriously at Tang Song, raised his knife and fork, cut a piece of steak towards Tang Song, and motioned him to start.

Dinosaur meat

Tang Song was also curious about the taste of dinosaur meat, so he picked up the knife and fork, cut a piece, and put it in his mouth to taste it.

Well, it's a bit like a combination of grouse meat and crocodile meat. It's not dry, but compared to Wagyu and Australian beef, the taste is not as rich.

However, in terms of energy supplement, this kind of meat is far better than beef.

Tang Song felt his stomach rumbling, and was somewhat surprised by the high energy produced by digesting these steaks.

The energy supplement brought by these dinosaur meats is no less than that of some ginsengs that are more than ten years old.

It can be used as individual rations for the soldiers under your command.

After being injected with the improved version of lizard serum, the soldiers under Tang Song now have a greatly increased appetite, and each meal is at least two or three times more than before.

After transforming into lizard form, these soldiers consume even greater amounts of energy, especially when recovering from injuries. If the energy consumption cannot be replenished, it will greatly affect the speed of wound healing.

Therefore, Tang Song specifically asked Professor Connors to develop an experimental project to study the corresponding nutritional medicines.

Now that he is eating this dinosaur meat which is several times more nutritious than beef, Boss Tang feels that he can purchase a batch to use as meals for his subordinates.

Dinosaur steak, stew, steamed dinosaur eggs, fried eggs...

Although the dishes are simple, they have novel flavors.

After dinner, as it was already late, Professor Hammond did not accompany Tang Song to visit various places on the island, but instead sent him back to the villa to rest.

There are seven or eight villas in the center of the island. It can be seen that Dr. Hammond purchased this island for vacation.

The villa is fully equipped with everything from a swimming pool to various leisure and entertainment facilities.

But now these villas are all covered and surrounded by high-voltage power grids.

"Mr. Tang, it's getting late today. Have a good rest. After breakfast tomorrow, I'll go shopping with you!"

Professor Hammond turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly he remembered something and turned back and said mysteriously:

"At night, this island may not be very quiet, but don't worry, the surrounding high-voltage power grid is enough to handle everything!"

After seeing Hammond off, several bodyguards checked every room in the villa, especially the master bedroom where Boss Tang lived.

Late at night, Boss Tang hugged the tired-looking Fox and fell asleep.

"roar!"

“Chichi…”

“Chuck—”

Outside the villa, in the dark jungle, the roars of animals could be heard continuously.

"What's that sound?"

Fox put one arm around Boss Tang's chest and with his other hand he vigilantly reached for the pistol beside the pillow.

"It's okay, go to sleep, some naughty little animals!" Tang Song patted Fox's bulge, his eyes swept through the window and out of the jungle.

… …

The next day, after breakfast, Dr. Hammond specially arranged two jeeps to take the group out of the villa area.

Only then did Fox know what the little animal Boss Tang was talking about was.

Dinosaurs. This island is full of dinosaurs.

"This is a Triceratops, a very common herbivorous dinosaur. They have a very docile personality, a bit like a rhino!"

"This is a Parasaurolophus, a type of duck-billed dinosaur... The crest on its head serves as a resonance chamber and also regulates body temperature."

"These little guys are Protoceratops..."

Along the way, Dr. Hammond happily accepted his hard work from Tang Song, just like a king showing off his kingdom.

Fox sat next to Tang Song, staring in amazement at the dinosaurs that he had only seen in movies appearing alive in front of him.

A group of dinosaurs over 20 meters long walked leisurely in front of the jeep. The ground seemed to shake violently as these big guys passed by.

"It's so tall!" Fox touched the pistol on his waist, unsure how many shots it would take to kill such a huge creature.

"This is a Brachiosaurus. They can grow up to 27 meters when they grow up," Hammond explained to Fox with a smile, completely unaware that the female assassin looked at his beloved dinosaur with something wrong in her eyes.

Hammond accompanied Tang Song and his party on a tour of the island in a jeep, where they saw more than a dozen species of dinosaurs. Then Hammond invited Tang Song into a laboratory on the island.

"This is the dinosaur experimental center on the island, and it is also their hatching base! All the dinosaurs on this island were hatched from here!"

Hammond introduced it to Tang Song with some pride. Looking at a little dinosaur in an incubator about to break out of its shell, he immediately went over to witness the birth of the little dinosaur while saying:

"We strictly control the reproduction of these dinosaurs. All the little guys on this island were born with my own eyes, without exception!"

Hammond watched with a smile as a small Gallimimus broke out of its shell, and reached out to help remove the remaining eggshell from its body.

… …

"invest!"

Several scientists stood in front of the projector and talked about the birth of these dinosaurs.

Hammond sat next to Tang Song and finally told him the real reason why he invited Tang Song here.

He wanted to get an investment from Tang Song for the construction of a dinosaur park and research on dinosaurs.

Tang Song stroked the black jade ring on his thumb, pointed at the ancient mosquito in amber on the projector, and smiled:

"Investment is no problem, Doctor. I am also a biology major. If I am not mistaken, the mosquito in the amber is Toxorhyilus.

And judging by its size and posture, it's a male mosquito. I want to know how a male mosquito that doesn't suck blood can have dinosaur blood in its body!"

Dr. Hammond's expression froze. He adjusted his hat guiltily, with a hint of confusion on his face underneath the hat.

… …

"roar!"

Inside a huge iron cage, a Tyrannosaurus was gnawing on its prey, a yellow cattle that had just been thrown in.

“This is the first dinosaur to be bred, and it also contains the ancestral DNA of all the dinosaurs on the island!”

Dr. Hammond stood beside the cage with Tang Song, watching the Tyrannosaurus eating.

"You're right. It's impossible to extract enough DNA from mosquitoes in amber alone. But it's a completely different story if there's living dinosaur tissue!"

Dr. Hammond led Boss Tang to the innermost room of the laboratory, a room with extremely strict security. Several glass test tubes were filled with some dandruff tissue, blood, and tooth samples.

"This comes from a friend of mine who is a young geologist. He experienced a wonderful adventure, an adventure that you can hardly imagine, and brought back some things, among which was the DNA tissue of Tyrannosaurus..."

Dr. Hammond did not notice that Tang Song, who was standing next to him, was trembling slightly with his hand on the cane.

There was a gleam in Tang Song's eyes as he looked at the dandruff, blood and teeth in the test tube.

There is a faint evil aura entwined around these things; it is indeed the evil aura of the earth. Although it is quite different from the evil aura of the earth in the world of Yama, there is no difference in essence.

They are all turbid air from the earth, and the quality of these earthly evil spirits is good, they are all top-quality.

"Doctor, what's the name of the friend you mentioned?"

Hammond was interrupted by Tang Song. He was stunned for a moment and looked a little hesitant.

Tang Song resisted the urge to immediately catch Old Hammond in front of him and search his soul, and said directly:

"I'll pay for the investment gap of your dinosaur park!"

"Trevor! Trevor Anderson!" Dr. Hammond said the name of his friend without hesitation.