Fantasy World Transmigration

Chapter 40: transplantation test

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Although Watto has reached a strategic cooperation with him, Chen Ang's trust in it is still limited. Watto's moral level may be as it said, far higher than the average level of Tatooine. But Tatooine's moral standards are not high enough.

Watto could only say it wasn't too bad.

Such an important thing as the spaceship must not be exposed to it. Chen Ang can only use the instruments on the spaceship to build a complete human laboratory in Mrs. Smith's basement again.

"Where did the things here come from? Oh! No, you don't need to tell me." As soon as Watto entered, he was shocked by the silver-plated instrument inside. His eyes stared at the nameplate of the instrument involuntarily, and his mouth instinctively He read out a number, and then he hammered his heart with his right hand, feeling the pounding vibration.

This is no pretense. Watu is also a Toydarian who has seen the world. When he was young, he participated in the seasonal war on his home planet, Toydaria. He saw the star destroyer bombing the planet with his own eyes, and the turbo laser cannon exploded. The scene of the enemy ship, but seeing the big scene is one thing.

Facing these dozens of shining golden instruments, which are worth a lot of money at first glance, is another matter. At this moment, Watu even had the urge to open his mouth, risk it all, and threaten Chen Ang with Anakin in exchange for these dozens of instruments.

Fortunately, the laser cannon next to it calmed it down quickly.

Watto noticed keenly that the precision of the laser operating table in the middle of the laboratory is military grade; this means that this laser operating table can be used for contraindicated research, such as genetic experiments, human body research, etc. .

In fact, the body modification surgery Watto is going to do today is also in the gray area of taboo experiments. Human body modification surgery is difficult to distinguish from "mechanical prosthetics". Moreover, even if it violates the Galactic Republic Research Act, so what

The Galactic Republic also bans slavery!

Tatooine is not supposed to do anything, just do it? The ruler here is the lawless villain Jabba, not the Galactic Republic. Like tens of thousands of remote planets in the universe, the powerful are the bosses.

In the Galactic Republic, the separatist forces have become stronger and stronger. Forcibly unifying the social concepts of tens of thousands of races is a thankless task. Even within the Republic there are hawkish voices maintaining unity with an iron fist.

Watu looked at the prosthetic limb that Chen Ang handed over. The limb suspended in the nutrient solution exudes a faint purple color, which is very similar to Watu's skin. The prosthetic limb is a right foot and a pair of wings, which look very similar. Healthy, and I can't see anything different from before.

They are even moving slightly in the nutrient solution, as if they have just been picked from the human body. Of course, Watto knows that this is an illusion. Such limbs are directly cultivated, and generally speaking, they are caused by excessive cell division. Some of the reasons are fragility and aging, which is also the reason why many soldiers would rather use prosthetics than cloned limbs.

Lying obediently on the laser surgery table, Watu blinked at Chen Ang, "You have to keep me awake during the surgery, or I will send out the signal immediately... Wait, what is this?"

Watto pointed to the purple liquid medicine in the syringe beside him. The overclocking potion lay innocently in the test tube, receiving Watto's questioning gaze.

"Whispering!" Chen Ang, who had entered the operation state, was obviously different from before. Wotu was very uncomfortable to find that Chen Ang's eyes became a little cold, and his tone was a little impatient. He looked at himself with cold eyes. There is no trace of temperature, the eyes are persistent and concentrated, and the state is very serious.

"Wait, what's wrong with you?" Watto struggled violently on the laser table, seeing the deep blue in Chen Ang's pupils, it felt very scared, that kind of rational and cold state reminded him "There is something wrong with your state, no, I won't do this operation, please let me go!"

"Let go of me!" Watto screamed.

A pair of short hands flapped around, watching the syringe getting closer and closer, Watto pressed the signal transmitter in panic, and was surprised to see that the green light on the transmitter was still there; it should have made a harsh buzzing sound , and then notify the mercenaries hundreds of miles away.

But now, it lay quietly in Watto's palm, as if nothing had happened.

"No!..." Watto collapsed. He slapped the signal transmitter on his hand, struggling to resist the approaching injection port, but it was useless. His body froze, and the purple potion was still injected into his body inside.

The faint blue in Chen Ang's eyes had already expanded into one piece, and even a slight light radiated from his pupils. He manipulated the laser needle and pierced Watu's spine, paralyzing him on the operating table.

Watto's face was filled with extreme fear. Judging from its appearance, it seemed that its spirit was on the verge of collapse, but soon, with the transformation of the overclocking potion, its pupils also had a hint of blue, and its body completely relaxed.

The laser scalpel gently cut open its skin. In Chen Ang's hand, the scalpel seemed to be alive, jumping on Watto's body tissue, peeling off its nerves bit by bit. Chen Ang picked out the gray nerve thread from the nutrient solution to replace Watto's nerve and connect it to its body.

This kind of nervous system that imitates human meridians is the latest result of Chen Ang's research on an alien creature called Jingxu Zong. This kind of Zerg whose nerve structure is almost the same as the meridian is born with extremely sharp response ability. Chen Ang It even established a heterogeneous internal force system by imitating the mysterious radiation on Kreit Dragon Ball.

The nerves were easily fused into Watto's body, even the original nervous system. Part of the brain developed by overclocking was also controlled by the nervous system, and the rest remained at Watto's original level. This miraculous fusion ability is an unexpected gain of the internal force system, and Chen Ang still can't figure out the reason.

Prove your ignorance!

This kind of thing that can't figure out the reason, of course, needs to be tested as soon as possible. To understand it, Watu just hit the gunpoint and became the first experimenter of Chen Ang Kewu's system.

When the blue light in Watu's eyes dissipated, it saw Chen Ang massaging his own head with a wry smile, and could faintly hear the voice of "I'm out of control again this time, the state is unstable...".

Wotu recalled his lost consciousness inexplicably, and didn't care about the signal transmitter that was smashed into pieces in front of him. In his impression, the operation went well. "Did it succeed?" It asked happily.

As soon as the consciousness moved, the wings on the back flapped instinctively, and a stream of light flashed behind him, and Watu suddenly jumped tens of meters away. It was wrapped in the electric light, and the high speed formed by the particle movement did not hurt it.

"This is..." Watto began to feel dizzy.

It feels as if it can sense the surrounding magnetic field, and the wings behind it are like two particle engines, which can easily cut the magnetic field and obtain super high speed, which seems to be a little faster than twice the speed of sound. The electromagnetic ability of organisms is rare in the universe, and there are only a handful of organisms in the planet that can have this ability.

Except for those cosmic creatures, most of the intelligent creatures bred on the planet only have fragile bodies and rely entirely on technology to have the power to conquer nature. Only the Jedi Knights in the universe have terrifying spiritual power beyond technology. When the tide of the force, Jedi Masters can even use the Force to crush planets.

Therefore, the cosmic civilization, which is more obvious in the performance of the weak and the strong, will build the peaceful system of the Republic with the will of the Jedi. For many weak races, the miraculous evolutionary abilities of cosmic creatures determine their status.

No matter how nice the Galactic Republic says, in many vast universes, people are still used to power to determine their social status, pirates and mercenaries are even more so, and even Watto's commercial status comes from the fact that it is not subject to Jedi mind control. psychic abilities.

Among other things, Tatooine is definitely a place where the strong reign supreme. The biggest expense here is endless weapons and food. Where there are weapons, there is food. For the people of Tatooine, a suitable weapon is all they need, but what weapon is more lethal than one's own body? Don't worry

Watto was deeply excited. Although he was just a grocery store owner, besides Jabba's taxes, he had to spend a lot of money every year to hire the protection of mercenary groups. He knew that those mercenary groups wanted to improve themselves. What kind of price can you pay for your strength!

Anyway, it is the kind that even if you kill it, you are reluctant to take it out.

The blood belonging to the businessman in its body boiled, excitedly turned into a gorgeous particle halo, circled dozens of circles in the laboratory in the blink of an eye, and then stopped in front of Chen Ang, the purple wings slightly opened , Wotu was suspended in front of Chen Ang's eyes, surrounded by a magnetic field to protect it.

"I will prove Anakin's identity to you right now, but you have to allow me to do one thing! I want to show them this thing!" Watto said to him excitedly, already thinking about how to slaughter Those mercenaries were killed.

Everyone has been a mercenary for so many years, who has a lot of parts? Watto can guarantee that those savages who live by force will use up their last copper coins to replace themselves with combat prosthetics. Many poor old mercenaries will even spend all their savings to replace this thing.

"Yes, I know what you're going to do! I won't ask anyone you introduce."