"Actually, it's not too far away." Liang Gong's face became serious, "Do you think your current status is equal to the power you possess?"
"Life is much better than before, and I haven't thought about this problem for a while... But think about it carefully, with the power of my sixth level of agility, I really shouldn't be just a firefighting captain, running around all day to work " Liang Zhendao said seriously.
"After more people think about this issue, the redistribution of power will be a matter of time." After all, Liang Gong is an uncle in his forties, and he likes to comment on these political matters. "After all, the proportion of people at the top is very small. , On average, most ability users come from the middle and lower classes, which already dooms this power distribution will not be peaceful."
"Sure enough, strength is the answer to everything. Let's not talk about this, why do you think we were given the ridiculously vulgar name of 'Dragon Group'?"
"Is it vulgar? I don't think so. Don't we Huaguo often say that we are the 'descendants of the dragon'? I think it's okay."
"Oh, yes, you're not used to reading novels, so I understand."
"Don't be a fool, I, an old man, just can't keep up with the trend of your young people."
"Among the novels I've read, there are at least a dozen or so, in which the organization of ability users representing the Hua Kingdom is called the Dragon Group."
"Doesn't that mean that this name is loved by everyone, so it is used again and again?"
"Those of us who have watched it many times will find it awkward..."
"It should be that the leader in charge of naming has never seen similar things like me. After all, they are all elderly people with a bit of a traditional complex. It is normal to have a dragon character in the name."
"For example, Long Aotian." Liang Zhendao said in a low voice.
"What? Didn't hear clearly."
"it's okay no problem."
The second floor of the test site.
"Fortunately, this set of twelve kinds of psionic tissues transplanted to the experimental body was retrieved in time, otherwise the precious experimental tissues would have been wasted. It is also rare that one survived the rejection reaction and did not die immediately It's a pity that the experimental subject was almost sucked dry by the huge consumption of spiritual energy."
"They can't capture high-level ability users alive to let me do experiments. At most, they will bring a corpse, and it is often incomplete. Among the death row prisoners who can be captured alive, the most agile chickens with three levels of agility, The experiment didn’t work out.”
"I don't lack direct combat power now. What I need are various auxiliary abilities. This spiritual map named 'Hole Sky String' should be able to meet my needs, but I don't know how much I can survive this first transplant." After using the concept of "spiritual map" to represent the combination of psionic organizations, regardless of the fact that I am a painstaking namer, I named the first set of spiritual maps I was going to transplant as a secondary name.
After repeatedly confirming that the doors from the first to the second floors of the basement had been locked, he took out the special anesthetic Pu Luogan that he had issued a task for the research institute to develop, a drug that could make a normal adult lose all Expensive medicines for sense of touch, pain, and muscle mobility. Of course, no one would have guessed that the task he issued to study this medicine was to perform a systemic surgery on himself.
For the first time, he dissolved 10 grams of medicine powder into normal saline, and injected himself with his thoughts, but he found that he still had considerable pain besides a little numbness, so he injected the second 10 grams, and the third 10 grams, by the fourth time, he found that the effect of the medicine was finally enough to completely block his pain.
"From this point of view, my physical attributes are probably equivalent to the sum of five hundred ordinary people... But it seems that I can't simply add up and calculate, at least the weight and volume are not the same as the sum of five hundred people." Nian Lituo lifted himself up and he thought when manipulating a special scalpel to cut his body.
If there are other people around at this time, they will definitely be shocked by the scene of cutting up various parts of themselves for transplant surgery: the body is lying flat like an aircraft carrier, firmly fixed in mid-air. A few scalpels shuttled around like planes that kept coming in and out, and each knife acted exactly according to the lines that Bai Mo had drawn on his body in advance.
Since a total of twelve kinds of psionic tissues were to be transplanted, this operation was much longer than the previous experiment, and lasted a total of eight hours. After finishing the suture and erasing the residual will, he began to deal with possible rejection reaction.
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But he waited for a long time, but he didn't find any rejection, which was completely different from what he did on other experimental subjects.
"Could it be that compared to them, it's because I'm too strong that these tissues are directly assimilated by my body and then integrated into the life field?"
"The organization corresponding to the ability of stepping into the air and the ability of teleportation of the subordinate movement system has been successfully transplanted, but the ability of teleportation seems to have shrunk seriously. A teleportation can only move less than ten meters, which is comparable to Hua Wenwu's ability of nearly a hundred meters. Differs greatly."
"Then there is also the distance to distort the skin, but it also shrinks severely. Originally, a centimeter outside the skin can be extended to an actual distance of five meters. When it comes to me, it becomes one centimeter and the actual distance is two meters. It's a pity. The original owner of this ability is also an idiot, using this unsolvable ability in close combat to attack a modern army full of thermal weapons... From the perspective of bullets advancing at the speed of sound, one centimeter is no different from five meters. A sieved corpse."
"Twelve out of 12 in one operation succeeded, so three of them succeeded, and most of them were due to shrinking ability, which is really incomparable with the luck of the protagonist." Bai Mo drank the liquid gold stock solution, which was regarded as a quick healing potion, and remembered with a helpless face. The success rate of the operation performed on that boy before.
"It shouldn't be a matter of luck. It may be that the stronger you are, the lower the success rate of transplantation." He tried to find an excuse for himself to cover up the fact that his face was dark, "But I am different from him, I have enough opportunities to try." Chances are, there will always be a day when this pile of spiritual plans can be filled, and I will go get some prosthetics tomorrow, and have another operation the day after tomorrow, just to set aside a day for Liquid Gold to repair the body."
On the coast of a certain place in the south of China.
"It's really hard work in this job! I, Ling Tian, swear that I will be famous in the future! I will never do such a ghost job again." Under the scorching sun, the sweaty construction worker Ling Tian was working on the construction of defense facilities.
Since the entire coastline of Huaguo is thousands of kilometers long, the army seriously lacks enough engineers, and a large number of planned defense facilities have to be contracted out and handed over to private builders. The military is only responsible for acceptance, so the front line has Lots of construction workers are busy.
"Finally, I can rest for a while..." Ling Tian had just finished today's task, and he was so tired that he didn't want to move, so he just sat by the beach and picked up his mobile phone to read a novel to relax.
"What are you looking at?" The worker came over and patted him on the shoulder.
"Read the novel." Obsessed with watching the protagonist fight with Zerg, Ling Tian responded casually impatiently.
"Mysterious, I must be reading Xiao Huangwen. Let's go, the foreman told us to assemble." The worker didn't bother to care about him, and left in a hurry after notifying him.
Just after reminding Ling Tian’s co-worker that he had just walked away, the shallow sea that had been as calm as a mirror suddenly turned up a big wave, and suddenly he, who was addicted to novels, was swept into the sea. Before he could react, he was on the beach All that was left was the phone he was holding.
"The Zerg inheritance system is turned on, and the identity of the host is detected... During the detection, the host is a carbon-based creature, not an energy creature enemy of our race, who can become an inheritor, self-destruct and cancel, and now carry out gene binding..." In a trance, I was involved in a huge wave Ling Tian in the sea heard such a voice.