Blackstone Code

Some fine dust on the ground seemed to be sucked into Mr. A's body by a current of air. Steam slowly emerged from its pores, and its body was heating rapidly.

After the steam surrounding it dissipated, everyone was still surprised by its appearance... It can't be said to be shocking, it can only be said to be a bit unexpected.

Centaur.

It has four arms, and what's more special is that it also has a very impressive-looking gun and ax in its hand.

It now seems to be almost four meters high and about five or six meters long. The spear and ax in its hand is about four or five meters long, with barbs and broken teeth everywhere.

Although I don't know how much this spear and ax weighs, it must not be too light.

"It's so damn unreasonable!" Connor couldn't help shouting, "Don't you mean that even they must abide by the most basic science?"

"Why did it expand from being so small to being so big, and it is also holding a weapon that looks bigger and heavier than it was before it transformed?"

"Although I don't have any professional knowledge, I think this is unreasonable."

The other directors also felt it was unreasonable, but they would not show it as unreservedly as Connor did.

He doesn't care who sees his joke, because even if he is really a fool, he is still a supreme fool.

Except that he laughs at others, and only a very few people can laugh at him, others have no right to laugh at him.

He does look stupid as hell sometimes, but that's also a strength.

Strong from the inside out, he understands his own strength, so he can do anything according to his own ideas unscrupulously, and he doesn't care about other people's eyes.

Lynch reluctantly explained, "Because of the Gouda factor, it can also be said to be a release of cosmic energy."

"Cosmic energy is the basis for constructing everything on the material level, from an atom, to us humans, to the entire universe. They are all based on the way cosmic energy is displayed."

"Evolutionaries have more efficient methods of storing, absorbing, and releasing than us humans, so they are so powerful."

"If one day we have similar capabilities or methods, we can also do this."

While he was talking, the battle had already begun.

People only heard a faint loud noise, and then the centaur Mr. A instantly turned into a slightly invisible shadow and rushed towards Mr. Responsible. At the same time, a line of flames burned in the air.

The moment it landed, the burning fragmented spear-axe hit the place where Mr. Responsible had been standing. A large ball of flames exploded instantly, and several tiny cracks were created on the ground.

The scientist responsible for recording data and answering questions at the scene quickly explained that the ground of the entire battle space was made of solid alloy reinforced by a special process, and it was almost impossible for it to be completely cracked by a hammer.

This can only show that Mr. A's power is very large, and the destructive power it generates is completely released at a certain point, without giving the ground a chance to transfer the power.

Mr. Responsibility, who was originally standing there, had to dodge such an attack, and he already felt a sense of solemnity in his heart.

The intensity of Mr. A's attack clearly exceeded its expectations!

It probably wouldn't be able to bear such an ax hitting its body!

However, it also has its own advantages, that is, the whole body is full of offensive tactics that can be used as weapons, rather than relying solely on weapons.

This gives it more tactics and opportunities.

The battle between the two sides has been intense from the beginning. Fortunately, people's bodies have become much stronger due to long-term exposure to Gothe particles, and at least they can still clearly see some of the extreme movements.

Seeing them colliding and fighting crazily at a speed that was almost impossible for humans, every director's expression became solemn and serious.

They used to think that these were just a group of monsters that could be eliminated.

But now, they already feel a little bit in trouble.

"Mr. Chairman, do we have any other countermeasures?"

One director couldn't help but ask, "If we only rely on Mr. A to be on our side, or if there are some evolutionists on our side, we will be very passive."

"My grandfather has told me since I was a child that the safest time is when the blade is always in our own hands."

"If someone loses control, it could be very troublesome for us."

Lynch has always been very calm.

"Three response options."

"First, 90% of the design of the second generation gene modulator has been completed. In no more than six months, the second generation gene modulator will enter the assembly line production stage."

"These genetically modulated people possess about 60 to 70 percent of their combat power when they are born, and they also have special characteristics and growth potential."

"If their growth rate is not too fast, I believe that the second generation of gene modulators will be a good and widespread guarantee for social order."

"Second, in the near future we will update the cultivation methods to tap the potential of human beings. Once successful and talented, the strength of the cultivator will be higher than them. Of course, we also need time."

"As for the third point, I can't tell you what it is, but it will definitely keep you safe."

"So you don't have to worry about any problems happening. As long as I exist for one day, human civilization, the order of the earth and stars, the Milky Way and the places where humans will set foot in the future are all under my control."

The directors relaxed a little at this time, and when they returned their attention to the battle, both sides had liberated eighty percent of their strength.

The two larger ones were running rampant in the battle arena, and every collision would blow up a large number of sparks.

Those parts with scratches and sparks are actually the metal elements in their own bodies. Sometimes it is really interesting. From a certain perspective, they are actually more suitable to be workers.

Lynch wandered off a bit.

If the ore is fed to these evolvers, then they can quickly break down the useless parts, and then directly refine the metal elements into metal ingots, or even parts that require processing to be formed, and "spit" them out from the body.

They will be the most perfect workers, and they can also adapt to various bad environments and complete the work in areas where humans cannot survive.

This is a good method. Lynch kept this association in mind, and he will find a way to implement it later.

After fighting several times with 80% of their strength, the two sides also tested each other's approximate strength.

Mr. A's power is obviously higher than that of Mr. Responsibility, but he is... unwilling to admit this, or has difficulty accepting this.

As the same kind, they can all sense each other's life force field.

In some previous contacts, Mr. Responsibility could clearly feel that Mr. A was about the same strength as himself.

If the vitality of both sides is about the same, it can defeat Mr. A with more combat experience and better individuals.

But now, Mr. A is obviously more powerful than himself, which makes him feel uncomfortable!

In a collision, it was knocked out.

After rolling a few times in the air, he quickly regained his center of gravity and landed smoothly on the ground.

It didn't gasp for air, because what drove its body at this time was not the oxygen in the blood, but the energy supply in the body.

In his current state, it will be difficult to defeat Mr. A.

"You always act like a proud swan, but it seems like you're just a duck."

"In front of me, I don't know what you have to be proud of?"

"Do we still need to keep fighting?"

Mr. A's iron hoof tapped the ground gently, and each tap would leave some scratches on the alloy base plate.

Mr. Responsible's chest began to swell, purely from being angry.

It is an arrogant evolver, proud and conceited, these are its labels.

It has always looked down on Mr. A, thinking that he is just a human lackey. Even if he is almost as strong as it, he will not be its opponent.

But being suppressed by the other party at this moment made it breed a kind of anger!

It clenched its fists, and its whole body seemed to relax in an instant. It was not like the previous fighting state, where all the muscle tissues were tense.

Just when Mr. A thought it was about to give up, he only heard it whisper, "Completely... liberated!"

In an instant, a strong momentum spurted out from it as if it were real. If there was a cartoonist here at this time, there would definitely be a lot of scrawled chatter to express that powerful momentum.

The "qi" that continues to spread outwards makes everyone's expressions become more serious. For the evolver, complete liberation means that it will exert its individual limit of combat effectiveness, but it will also lose its reason.

Feeling the oppressive feeling caused by the difference in life force from the opposite side, Mr. A looked back at Lynch. Lynch just nodded slightly, and it immediately entered a state of complete liberation.

There were many small holes on its body surface. Connor's scalp started to feel numb after just one glance, and he had a lot of goosebumps on his body.

He turned his head and looked elsewhere, swearing all the time.

This is a trypophobia patient.

The small black holes on the surface of Mr. A's skin continued to suck in outside air, and his body began to expand rapidly!

In less than twenty seconds, it changed from a fairly normal "monster" to an abnormal monster!

It was at least seventeen or eighteen meters tall and more than twenty meters long. It had six arms, and each arm was holding a spear and axe.

Its body has a very sci-fi feel, with a light metallic luster.

Mr. Responsible standing opposite it also became twelve or thirteen meters tall.

Its limbs are connected by frenulum, and its whole body is glowing with a biting cold light. It is so sharp that it feels like it is being cut just by looking at it!