DC Tyrant

Jenny followed General Vic out of the medical building.

Her face was pale and cold, her eyes were wide open, and the whites of her eyes were bloodshot, which was terrifying.

Both sides are full of wounded who are being supported, or are so severe that they cannot walk, and the hospital bed is pushing the wounded who are walking. Whenever this happens, General Vic will stick to the wall with Jenny and Vierlive, and let them go first. Pass.

The smell of formalin disinfectant and the smell of scorched black enter their noses all the time, and there are wailing emergency rescue sounds in their ears. Human tragedy is enough to describe this situation.

General Vic was moving forward, leaving the medical building, and there were still a large number of wounded on the left and right outside the door.

The air here is even more turbid, with the smell of burnt oil, gunpowder smoke, mixed with the smell of Malfoy disinfectant, it makes the nose itchy and disgusting.

General Vic said in a deep voice, "Look, this is what that bastard did."

Hearing General Vic call Batty a beast, Jenny was furious: "Shut up, I won't allow you to scold my Batty!"

When General Vic was hit by Jenny like this, his heart stopped, and the anger he had suppressed just now flooded his face again.

Few people dare to talk to themselves like this.

He snorted coldly, turned his head and stared at Jenny coldly.

Unexpectedly, Jenny's left middle finger pressed into the bullet hole wound under the right collarbone, and the blood spread out, oozing blood beads on the gauze.

Jenny grinned and said, "I don't allow you to scold Batty. The death of human beings is not as important as him."

Every time Jenny hears Batty's name, Jenny's heart is pierced like a knife, and the indescribable pain is deep in the depths. Only the pain that stimulates the body can make her conscious.

But when she pressed her fingers into the wound shot by Ba Di, and blood oozes out, she recalled Ba Di's muzzle pointing at her.

She is forever lingering in the abyss of heartache, physical pain, and memory pain.

Desperation, both physical and psychological.

General Vic saw her crazy appearance, and his anger suddenly stopped.

She's... crazy.

Comparing with such a person is meaningless.

But whether it is crazy or normal, as long as you can create value for yourself is enough.

"It doesn't matter if all the soldiers here are dead." Jenny grinned and sucked the blood from her middle finger. The blood painted her white teeth and pale lips, making her look coquettish and crazy.

General Vic felt a chill in his heart, turned around with a sullen face, and continued walking.

This crazy woman.

"Go to the underground research institute, bring all your research materials, and let's get out of here." General Vic said.

There is too much exposure here, and it is no longer suitable for research.

Even if it is suitable, this place may not be under his control in the future, so it is definitely not a good place to study here.

Jenny walked with General Vic, and saw many wounded along the way, tilting her head from time to time, with a smile on her cold face, and from time to time pressing the wound under the collarbone on the right with her left middle finger, her eyes were bloodshot. big.

Except for the second floor of the underground research institute, there are no survivors on other floors, except for Jenny.

All the way to the fourth floor of the underground research institute.

The smell of blood in the underground research room is even stronger, and the smoke and blood linger for a long time, making people sick.

General Vic couldn't help covering his nose.

Soldiers carried Slade's body on a stretcher past them.

General Vic was quite sorry for losing a loyal dog for himself. Slade had followed him for a long time, and his ability was strong enough; unfortunately, he died stupidly, not being able to guard the underground research institute loyally. Let Bady escape.

This made General Vic feel regretful and angry at the same time, what a waste!

"Wait a moment."

Jenny stretched out her right hand and intercepted the soldiers on the stretcher.

She stared at Slade with bloodshot eyes.

Slade's chest collapsed in, and the saber was no longer inserted in his right eye, and the eyeball fell out. The bleeding was not much, but the empty eye made people look even more terrifying.

General Vic frowned: "What? He hasn't had a heartbeat for thirty minutes."

Jenny pressed her finger on Slade's main artery, and after a while she stared into her bloodshot eyes and said, "Even if breathing stops and there is no heartbeat, it can't prove that a person is completely dead."

Jenny grinned and said with a crazy look on her face: "Give him to me, and I will transform him into a murder weapon in the world."

"He's still alive?" General Vic asked in surprise.

Jenny stood up, her face turned cold again: "I don't know, I feel that he still has brain waves, let's see his willpower. Let's go, go get the information."

Jenny's temperament is changing too fast, she can leave as soon as she can, and save her if she is not dead.

General Vic paused, and said, "Save him before he dies!"

After all, Slade is his general's confidant, regardless of his ability and loyalty, he is outstanding, so of course he must be saved first if he is not dead.

However, Jenny didn't listen to his order at all, and said coldly: "If you don't die, just hang on for a while, if you die, throw it away."

It's as casual as buying a steamed stuffed bun on the street, it doesn't taste good, so throw it away.

General Vic's tone froze, as if a fire was about to explode in his heart. He really wanted to blow Jenny's head with a gun, but considering that Jenny was needed to create enhanced soldiers, and Jenny had already been blackened, look at that He looked like he was already crazy, and he didn't fear death at all, and he suppressed the flame in his heart again.

Anyway, Slade is still in the state of a dead body, and Jenny is more important.

General Vic held back his anger, turned around and walked towards the laboratory inside.

When I came to Jenny's laboratory, the tumor-covered mouse had died.

After checking all the data.

"He cleared all the information about his genes and destroyed the blood samples." Jenny smiled very happily: "You really have an abnormal knowledge of biological genetics. Now that I think about it, you have been misleading me."

Jenny smiled, her bloodshot eyes were dry, and tears of blood flowed out.

General Vic was sullen, obviously displeased.

With blood and tears in her eyes, Jenny stared at General Vic with horror, and then she knocked her head with her hand: "It's all here!"

"What about this thing?" General Vic's face looked a little better now, and his eyes were looking at that kind of tumor-covered mouse.

There was a sneer on Jenny's face: "Throw it away, he won't leave such an obvious thing."

Jenny knew what happened to the mouse that was injected with the genetic serum she made.

The mice in Jenny's laboratory were not due to the mutation of the power of the gene serum, but because the medicine was too powerful. It had stimulated the nervous system from the nervous system to the nervous system of the brain, absorbed heat energy, and caused the proliferation of tumorigenic factors in the body. Muscle tumor mice.

In the final analysis, that little white mouse has no possibility of evolution, and it will not be a genetic mutation. Instead, it is full of tumors. While the effect of the medicine is still there, the body is jumping wildly, and the nerves in the body are out of balance. control.

When the effect of the medicine wears off, the natural mice will be crushed to death by unnaturally proliferating tumors.

To put it simply, this is a mouse with a tumor, which has nothing to do with any genetic mutation, and it is impossible to become a Kryptonian gene.

Jenny's experiment was a success for her, because Barty could use this tube to connect the action potentials of the nervous system, thereby allowing the limbs to move.

It's just that when the old Dean Boli saw the uncontrolled madness of the little white mouse, he mistakenly thought it was for strengthening the body and strength, but Jenny didn't plan to make any gene serum for strengthening the body at all.

Bati's cytoplasm can absorb heat energy. She researched a catalyst, using one night of infrared radiation time, so that Bati's cytoplasm can absorb enough heat energy, thereby melting the cell genes, and saving the infrared heat energy in it.

This can no longer be regarded as genetic serum. The cell genes inside have actually been destroyed by the catalyst, thus turning into a liquid that retains heat energy.

Even if he took this tube of genetic serum to re-examine, he would not be able to detect Batty's Kryptonian gene.

Even if ordinary people drink it, they will not have Kryptonian genes or gain great power. Instead, their limbs will jump wildly, just like having ADHD. The more they drink, the more tumors grow and the faster they die. It is something that only Barty can drink.

This tube is more of a drug used by Jenny to stimulate the nervous system of the limbs and stimulate action potentials in order for Baddy to stand up.

Of course, in fact, diluting it hundreds of times, then readjusting it with ordinary human genes, and drinking it for ordinary people can improve the ability of ordinary people to respond to motor nerves, which is why Badi took away the gene serum.

As for the little white mouse, he could tell what was going on at a glance.

General Vic frowned. This little white mouse looks mutated... powerful!

"No, the biological gene is rigorous, we should dissect it to see." Jenny suddenly said again, grabbed the tumor mouse with one hand, and started to study it.

"boom."

Not long after the test was completed, she threw the tumor mouse against the wall, splashing black blood, coldly picked up a white towel and wiped her hands: "How could he be so stupid to leave a sample."

"I was too naive."

She walked out of the laboratory, with a half-smile on the corner of her mouth, staring at her bloodshot eyes: "Go, transform the strongest human weapon."