Mystical Journey

Chapter 932: Hope 1

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The stone heart meat is like a soft and warm cotton in the hand.

Garen held it, and smelled a faint fragrance that seemed to come from his arm, not from the air, but actually from his arm.

This feeling is very strange. It was as if the palm of his hand had suddenly turned into a nose, and he even seemed to feel a similar soft thing gently touching the end of his nose.

He walked to the middle of the basement, put the stone heart meat aside, picked up the shovel in the basement, and started digging on the ground.

This is inside the stone house, so the ground dug is also part of the whole stone.

Garen dug a small hole and stopped, then picked up the stone heart meat on the side, and gently put it in like sowing seeds. After placing the stone heart meat, he took out a black flower branch with a few small black fruits on it, and gently crushed the small fruits.

A few drops of black juice slowly dripped on the surface of the stone heart meat along the fingers.

Hiss.

A clear white steam evaporated, carrying a pungent and choking smell.

Suddenly, the stone heart meat began to wriggle slowly, like an extremely viscous liquid, it began to spread and flow towards the surrounding area, covering a large area around it.

In less than a few minutes, a large film of light yellow flesh covering the ground was formed, which was still pulsating slightly.

Garen stood by the side and waited quietly.

As time passed, the meat film on the ground gradually darkened, turning slightly gray.

torn

A hole slowly opened in the center of the meat membrane, and water vapor seemed to be escaping from it.

Garen's eyes were fixed on that place, the place that looked like a crack, and it was so dark that he couldn't see anything clearly.

As time goes by, the gap gets bigger and wider.

Gradually, the entire gap slowly formed a large circular pit with a diameter of about two or three meters, and the color of the entire meat membrane gradually turned black. No longer wriggling, becoming more and more stiff and solidified.

Garen took out the two halves of the stone ball shell containing the stone heart meat again, lightly peeled off some powder, and evenly sprinkled it on the four corners of the meat membrane that had turned into a pool of black meat.

The meat pool that was still moving slightly stopped moving completely, and became more solid and coagulated.

"It's...my biochemical pool." Gallon felt relieved. Finally, according to the record on the energy mechanic's training method, his first biochemical pool was finally successful. Although the whole process is very simple, he has always been worried. After all, this thing is the key to whether he can survive this crisis.

Quickly bring in the prepared nutrient solution from the biochemical pool, and slowly pour it along the edge of the biochemical pool. Several kinds of well-mixed biochemical liquids were quickly mixed together, and Garen squatted down, and then slowly released his energy mechanic consciousness.

The energy imprint on the back of the brain suddenly disappeared, and suddenly decomposed into a large canopy of transparent silk threads, piercing the edge of the biochemical pool densely, swimming and trembling between the flesh and blood of the biochemical pool like needles, forming many choroidal blood vessels something bulging.

A virtual light screen slightly appeared in front of Garen's eyes.

'The mark of the wild wolf is ready, please name your biochemical pool. 'The information text is displayed on the light screen.

"Let's call it Wild Wolf No. 1." Garen chose a name at random for easy memory.

"Wild Wolf No. 1 has been confirmed, the biochemical pool has been filled with biochemical liquid, and the analysis level is level 1 basic level, which can breed first-level organisms fifteen times, and then needs to be replenished again. '

The relevant information and data of the biochemical pool are displayed on the light screen.

'Please cast base tissue. '

Garen stood up, and the energy mark on his body was still in the biochemical pool. He went out and brought in the flesh and blood of the mutated beasts he had prepared in advance, dragging it and throwing it into the black biochemical pool.

poof.

The mutant beast that looked like a wild boar was directly submerged in the biochemical liquid, and soon melted like a candle.

A series of tiny bubbles and weird gurgling noises also appeared in the biochemical pool.

'The basic organization is obtained, do you want to start manufacturing wild wolf units? ' displayed on the light screen again.

Garen answered yes consciously.

This light screen suddenly dissipated. This was a virtual light screen that was directly connected through consciousness and presented in front of the Energy Machinist. Other than the Energy Machinist himself, no one else could see it. This also guarantees the high degree of mystery and security of the Energy Machinist to a certain extent.

The information fed back from Garen's consciousness can control the progress in the biochemical pool at any time, and can stop and restart at any time.

According to the number controlled by a standard energy machinist, as a second-level energy machinist, he can only control one mark, that is, he can only control one cannon fodder. If there is a test bed, he can manufacture elite units, which are the elite version of cannon fodder, but The test bench is not available to him now, it requires a lot of materials, and the technical requirements are also very high. Generally, only rich energy machinists dare to manufacture test benches at low levels, because they can use space tools to carry them with them. Take these things with you.

To put it simply, when the energy mechanic is low-end, what he actually does is the work of the ancient blender. He just takes the pure biochemical route, because the elite version of the biochemical machine is the patent of the test bench, and generally the energy mechanic is not high-level. Just don't think about it.

In addition, this profession itself requires perverted computing power, and a person without talent will be the life of a low-level energy mechanic at most. It is not bad to be able to rush to the third-level and fourth-level energy mechanic, not to mention the higher-level fifth-level energy mechanic. level and above the inheritance level.

Most general energy machinists on the market are limited to level three, because the entry requirements for energy machinists are too high, and the time it takes will increase exponentially. So if you don't have talent, you need a lot of time to pile up and practice. This also caused many energy machinists to reach the level of third-level and fourth-level energy machinists in their seventies and eighties. Level four is almost the limit of talent that ordinary people can achieve.

But Garon is different, he has potential points that can increase his intelligence calculation power, even with his current talent calculation power, he is still at the top level among general energy mechanic, standard genius, you must know that energy mechanic itself is only learned by calculation genius Only people of the tyrant level can take up the position, and the genius among the energy mechanic is the terrifying top genius among ordinary people.

A series of situational information flashed through Garen's mind, but his eyes were fixed on the changes in the biochemical pool. The milk-colored biochemical liquid that was put in had already begun to tumbling. The corpse of the mutated beast thrown in just now has been completely dissolved, and now some tiny, algae-like floating objects began to appear on the surface of the liquid. And with the passage of time, this kind of floating objects is also increasing.

A faint fishy smell began to slowly emerge from the basement, a bit like the smell of mutton, and a bit like the smell of sea fish.

Garen didn't change his expression. He just quietly stared at the biochemical solution in the biochemical pool, waiting for the results. At the same time, he had to carefully calculate how much time it would take for a cultivation. After all, the conditions here are not standard conditions. I also found a lot of alternatives, and the cultivation environment did not have the equipment to maintain the optimal temperature and humidity radiation, etc. In such an environment, the general data on the recorded data loses its meaning, and an actual operation is required to calculate the unit time.

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lion town far away

A large group of people slowly rushed towards this side on foot, and there were tens of thousands of them.

Among them, those people who appeared first, were walking behind on a motorcycle at this time, as if they were supervisors, they kept roaring with unknown meaning from their mouths.

The speed of the entire team is not fast, but the number is dense and dense, as if the entire field of vision of the grassland has been completely occupied. The number of over ten thousand simply looks like a large block.

Vulture Town has become history, completely reduced to ruins behind the hunting group, there is no living person inside, corpses and rotting flesh and blood are everywhere, and unfinished skulls and stumps are scattered on the ground.

On the wall, on the ground, and on the gate, there were dried and blackened bloodstains everywhere. Two sections of human intestines were used as ropes and tied to the door knocker of the gate. They were used as ropes. I don’t know how many people had to find the intestines to twist them into the thickness of a forearm. . It looks very tough, a little black.

quack! !

A group of scavenger crows descended, flapping their wings and jumping around, vying for carrion food.

"go ahead!!"

The second-level human hunting leader of the human hunting group roared.

"hiss!!"

Everyone raised their heads and hissed, as if responding to the leader's call.

It can be clearly seen from the sky that at this time, Lion Town is the center, and more and more people are gradually surrounding the town in all directions. Not only Lion Town, but also several other small towns are like isolated islands in the sea, crumbling.

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"Have you contacted the people in Doe Town?!" Dong Peilan asked in a deep voice, staring at the communication staff who came running.

"No. The signal is interfered so badly that we can't hear any sound at all." The communication personnel were trained by Mei Long. Although the technology is not bad, but because of the lack of good equipment, they can only reply to the leader helplessly.

"Could it be that they are also in Doe Town?" Dong Peilan murmured.

"Don't worry about it, how long can it last?" Mei Long whispered beside him, "Isn't that Garen out yet?"

"Still in the basement, I don't know what he's doing." Dong Peilan shook his head, "I'll have someone guard him, so I'll know as soon as he comes out."

"You can't pin all your hopes on him alone." Mei Long said in a low voice.

"Do we still have a choice?" Dong Peilan smiled wryly. "If it wasn't really impossible, who would pin their hopes on someone they just met?"

"How about digging a tunnel?" Mei Long suggested.

"If you don't have the energy and time, and if what you said is true, the people are coming out of the cracks in the ground, then our tunnel digging will probably be even worse." Dong Peilan said helplessly.

(end of this chapter)