Blue Magpie Castle.
Biology laboratory.
"The city lord has been gone for a few days. I don't know when he will come back."
"Don't you know? I heard that Gaoshan Castle was invaded by the Black People, and the city lord led the troops to support it."
In the corridor, two assistants were walking and communicating with each other while holding some specimens.
"Is there such a thing? Oh my god, this is too scary. The Black People actually invaded. Wait, how did they invade? Through the Clave Gate?"
"Nonsense, how else can they invade the fortress except for the Krav Gate?"
"You can't blame me for this. I haven't seen the Clave Gate."
"That's true. Our fortress doesn't have a Krav Gate. I used to envy those fortresses that had Krav Gates, but now I think it's fine without one."
At this time, a dry cough sounded behind them: "Do you still have time to chat? Hurry up and send the specimen to Room 7. Mr. Yuan will be here soon!"
They turned around and found that it was the experiment supervisor Zhang Hui.
The two assistants quickly agreed and quickened their pace.
"It's time to start the experiment again, Mr. Yuan."
"Yeah, this has happened for the nth time, why is he so persistent?"
"Who knows, but I heard that the test subjects No. 0 and No. 1 are very likely Mr. Yuan's wife and children."
"Oh, who told you that?"
"It doesn't matter who I heard it from. What matters is, don't you think it makes sense? Otherwise, why are No. 0 and No. 1 always a little boy and a woman in her thirties?"
"That's true. It seems that Mr. Yuan wants to revive his wife and children."
"That's right, but I don't quite understand it."
"What?"
"Think about it, what are Experimental Subjects 0 and 1? They are recreated humans, 'humans' cultivated from cells. Even if they look alike, they can't be Mr. Yuan's wife and children, right?"
While the two assistants were talking, they arrived at their destination.
They quickly shut their mouths and used their ID cards to open the room.
There were many petri dishes in the room, divided into two groups. One group of dishes contained all little boys around seven or eight years old, and the other group contained women in their early thirties.
These experimental subjects curled up their bodies like fetuses in the mother's womb, floating in the culture matrix.
Footsteps sounded behind.
The two assistants hurried to the side and saw Zhang Hui leading a man in.
"Mr. Yuan, all the test subjects are ready. We can try to write into their consciousness and wake them up." The experiment supervisor said in a flattering manner.
The man called Mr. Yuan looked at the petri dishes on both sides and asked, "How many experiments can we conduct today?"
Zhang Hui said carefully: "Three groups, at most three groups. If there are more than three groups, we will run out of materials."
Mr. Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, seeming a little dissatisfied, but he didn't say it out loud. He just nodded and said, "Let's get started."
Zhang Hui immediately cleared his throat and clapped his hands, saying, "Everyone cheer up, we are going to start the experiment."
"Check the will models of the two test subjects. I don't want them to have any deviations."
"Please check the amount of protective agent. Don't make any mistakes at this critical moment."
"Tell the power supply department that we are about to start the experiment and ask them to prioritize ensuring the power supply for our laboratory in the future."
As orders were given one after another, the people in the laboratory began to work in an orderly manner.
After passing each check, Zhang Hui took a deep breath and was about to give the order.
At this moment, all the windows in the laboratory suddenly clattered.
It even exploded, and the strong wind carried the shattered glass particles into the laboratory, landing on many instruments and hitting the petri dishes nearby, causing a cry of surprise in the laboratory.
At this time, the people in the laboratory heard a thunder from the sky outside the window.
Mr. Yuan seemed to sense something, and suddenly looked out the window, then shouted, "Stop the experiment."
"Don't come out!"
Then he slipped away through the window.
Zhang Hui was stunned. After a few seconds, he shouted, "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and reinforce the doors and windows. The things inside are very important. We can't let anything go wrong with them!"
He swallowed, walked to the broken window, looked out, and suddenly opened his mouth.
In the sky outside the island, the clouds were slowly spinning and stirring, forming a huge, terrifying "vortex".
There were constant flashes of lightning in that 'whirlpool', and occasionally a bolt of lightning would explode and hit the sea.
A water dragon has been sucked up into the air above the sea, and even the sea level seems to have been raised. Affected by the abnormal astronomical phenomenon, it seems as if the sea surface will capsize and roll back at any time, turning into a tsunami to attack the island.
"this... "
Zhang Hui has lived on this island for most of his life. Although he has encountered several abnormal astronomical phenomena, none of them was as serious as it is now.
He turned around and shouted, "Quick, bring us everything that can reinforce the doors and windows."
"Tsunami, there will be a tsunami coming soon!"
The laboratory was quiet at first, and then everyone started running around, causing chaos.
at this time.
Mr. Yuan, or Yuan Shu, stood on the rooftop of the laboratory.
His face was solemn as he looked at the clouds in the distance.
In Yuan Shu's eyes, whenever lightning flashed in the clouds, he could vaguely see a huge shadow.
A shadow larger than the island beneath his feet.
"Well, there is indeed the presence of Shamon. So, you are the one who stole his power?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded behind Yuan Shu.
Yuan Shu's pupils suddenly shrank into a point.
He turned around suddenly.
As soon as he moved his body, several mottled lines like rust appeared behind him, and these lines made the space vibrate.
However, there was no one behind Yuan Shu.
"here."
The voice sounded from the left at this time.
Yuan Shu didn't need to turn around, as he had already caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of his eye.
He slowly turned his head and looked.
A man with long black hair, light purple eyes, and a silver robe stood there and said, "However, you only obtained the body and power of the Shaman, but did not gain his 'essence'. This is a pity."
Yuan Shu then spoke in a low voice: "His 'essence' had already dissipated at the moment of his death."
The black-haired man on the other side shook his head: "It seems that you don't understand the 'essence' well enough."
"It's okay, let me tell you."
"'Essence' is something that is infinitely close to a concept, or can be regarded as an 'entity' of a concept. It represents a certain kind of cosmic law."
"So, 'essence' will not disappear. Even if it leaves the Samana, it will enter another individual. And before there is an individual qualified to obtain it, it will exist between the universes, waiting to be discovered and harvested."
Yuan Shu didn't dare to relax at all and looked at the man in front of him: "Who are you?"
The man did not answer. He just waved his hand in the air and a jagged gap appeared in the space. Looking through the gap,
It turned out to be the scene in the laboratory below.
The man with black hair and purple eyes stepped back, into the gap, and into the scene.
Yuan Shu pounced forward suddenly.
Before he could get close, the gap disappeared.
Yuan Shu did not stop either. He exerted force with his feet, and the rooftop ground shattered silently. Yuan Shu fell directly into the room on the next floor.
In room 7 of the experimental building.
Zhang Hui stepped back step by step, looking at the black-haired man in front of him vigilantly.
Just now he was directing everyone to block the doors and windows, when suddenly the space shook and a jagged gap appeared.
Through the gap, Zhang Hui saw the rooftop of the experimental building and Mr. Yuan.
Then someone retreated into the gap and appeared directly in the laboratory.
Zhang Hui had never heard of such a method and was shocked beyond words.
Although he is not a scholar who studies space, Zhang Hui also knows that the method used by the black-haired man is a wormhole channel that only exists in theory.
In spatial theory, a wormhole is a "tunnel" that connects continuous space and even time.
It's like a whirlpool in the ocean, omnipresent but fleeting.
So it is simply beyond human control.
But now, someone demonstrated the "space transfer" in front of him, which made Zhang Hui confused and thought he had seen it wrong.
boom!
A wall suddenly cracked and Yuan Shu chased in.
The first thing he looked at was the two rows of petri dishes.
The black-haired man noticed his action and looked at one of the petri dishes: "What are these?"
"You have a perfect human body, but I can't sense the existence of consciousness. Interesting, are you creating a skin?"
"But this kind of skin is useless. If your will is transferred there, they will not be able to support your strength and will collapse in a few days."
Yuan Shu did not respond, but repeated the question: "Who are you?"
The black-haired man stopped, tapped the petri dish with his fingers, then turned to look at Yuan Shu: "Strange, you stole Shamen's body and power, but didn't you steal his knowledge and memory?"
"Come to think of it, your approach is similar to the principle that we are parasites in the skin."
"You actually want to attack the gods. This is really blasphemous."
Yuan Shu's whole body was shocked.
"God..."
"Are you..."
"The one who is one of the three pillars?"
The black-haired man chuckled: "It seems that you finally remembered it. I told you, there is no reason for you not to know my identity."
"Strange, all of your skins are of the same type. Is this for the convenience of mass production?"
"What's the use of a skin that produces a child?"
"etc... "
The black-haired man looked at Yuan Shu with some surprise: "No, you are not making a skin."
"These women and children, could they be your wife and children?"
"Do you want to revive them?"
Then the man laughed loudly: "You are indeed a blasphemer. Only gods can completely resurrect a life."
"We also need to understand the nature of 'restart'."
"You are a blasphemer, not even an angel, yet you want to resurrect your own family."
"Did you seize the power of the Shamen just to do this?"
Yuan Shu's face darkened a little bit: "Is what I did so funny?"