My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!

Chapter 81 79. Flying Fish (6)

Ice cellar, the three goddesses of fate, Shikoti District.

After the four robotic arms were removed, the bone bottle was stably suspended in the superconducting magnetic field in low-temperature liquid nitrogen, surrounded by half-meter-thick quartz glass, and slept like a developing fetus.

The power of the Lord of Bronze and Fire is flame and metal. These two things are also important conditions for awakening him. The bone bottle itself is actually an alchemical material and has no metal elements. The bone bottle is placed through a quartz glass cavity to keep it at a low temperature. In an environment without metal, the egg will not be awakened by anyone.

In other words, the Dragon King was captured successfully.

In the past thousands of years, hybrids have used alchemical weapons, cold weapons and even evil witchcraft as weapons against the dragons, and they have paid a heavy price. This is nothing more than temporarily defeating the Dragon King and causing it to fall asleep. They will cocoon and revive again one day in the future.

This situation has changed significantly in the past few hundred years. The three industrial revolutions have developed science, the most powerful human weapon, to its extreme, allowing humans the opportunity to eliminate the dragon race once and for all.

Today will be a historic day. Cassell got the bone bottle containing the Dragon King's eggs. This is the first time that a mixed race has obtained a complete living dragon body and skeleton. It will be of great research value. It is still sleeping. The egg inside has not triggered its defense mechanisms, which means it will be dissected in its sleep by a laser knife.

"Perfect!" The researchers in white lab coats applauded. Under the leadership of Principal Angers, this will surely become an important day engraved in the mixed-race textbooks.

Old Tang stood in the crowd and clapped along, absolutely elated. When he arrived at the laboratory, he happened to encounter a group of people in white coats discussing something excitedly. He was keenly aware that that might be his goal. So he thought about it, followed the crowd into the bathroom, knocked out an unlucky guy in the corner, hid him naked in the cabinet, then put on his sterile lab coat, and successfully sneaked into the laboratory team.

His target was right in front of him. His employer's order was the bone bottle floating in quartz glass. He had to find a way to get close to that thing to determine how to pour the solution in his hand.

"Anatomy immediately." Ange said, "For safety reasons, only the person in charge of the equipment will enter, and the rest will be left to the mechanical equipment." The principal looked at Old Tang with an expectant expression, "Are you ready?"

Isn't this too much of a coincidence? It’s just whatever comes to mind! Because of the protective clothing, Ange couldn't see his smiling face. Old Tang nodded while pushing the equipment cart, which displayed various transparent tools of nanomaterials.

The cryogenic hatch slid open, and the white gas of liquid nitrogen hit his face. The protective clothing was useless. Old Tang was shivering from the cold, and white mist spread under his feet everywhere he could see.

The dragon king's bone bottle is floating in the quartz glass cavity. The surface is covered with dark green patina, and the incised pattern has two snakes entwining to guard a giant tree. Overall, it's a bit like a large egg, with no place to pry it open.

Old Tang was worrying about how to pour the thing in his hand. The bone bottle happened to be spinning in the solution at this time. His eyes lit up. There was a gray area above the thing, which was a black hole about the thickness of a finger. The gap looked like it had been corroded by some strong acid.

Hey, this is such a simple task, isn't it? Everything went so smoothly, as if everything followed the arrangement of fate, opening the most convenient door for him, Old Tang.

In full view of everyone, he tore open his lab coat, jumped up to the operating table, stood on tiptoes, and looked into the gap. The dark gap was like an ancient well through which time could be penetrated.

"What are you doing!" Someone realized something was wrong and strode into the cryogenic hatch. What greeted him was the bright blood blooming on his chest. At this distance, the shotgun was simply an unstoppable heavy cannon, penetrating the wound. It may not kill a person immediately, but the huge impact surface is enough to deprive the victim of the ability to move, not to mention the large amount of Frigga bullet shrapnel.

Old Tang considers himself a thief, but American-style thieves may be different from the so-called thieves in China. If someone wants to stop a thief from stealing his beloved treasure, then Old Tang will not mind using his more precious love. The gun sent him home.

Shotguns fired continuously at the crowd. These research guys had obviously never seen such ferocious thugs. Before they had time to flee and close the hatch to escape, Old Tang knocked down all the targets that could move the white color with a dash of western cowboy style. .

With 5 million US dollars at his fingertips, Old Tang took out the ampoule containing the gray tin solution and was suddenly stunned. Being a bounty hunter for many years gave him an instinct for such elusive things as danger.

He turned his head and looked back, and saw the gray-haired old guy standing behind him. The old guy was expressionless and solemn, as if he was attending someone's funeral.

Without any time to think, Old Tang raised his hand and fired, but the old guy moved as quickly and silently as a ghost. Old Tang didn't see anything clearly, he only felt pain in his wrist, and the shotgun flew out. .

"Continue your mission, the bonus will be increased to 8 million US dollars." The old guy whispered.

Damn it? Old Tang was simply shocked. This old guy was actually in the same group as him? But among the 14 people before departure, there was no such an old guy.

"Really one of our own?" Old Tang looked up and down at the old man in the experimental white robe. It seemed that he was indeed one step ahead of him. He wondered if he would get part of the bonus.

The old guy didn't answer, but took out an ampoule from his pocket. It was also a gray solution, exactly the same as the one in Old Tang's hand. He used this silent answer to prove his identity.

"Pour your drink in, and you can drink mine by yourself. We come with different missions, as long as we each do our own thing well."

"Drink it?" Old Tang was stunned for a moment. He lowered his head and looked at the ampoule tube. The thing inside seemed to be very concentrated, like freshly stirred lime. The feeling of putting this kind of thing into the stomach must be absolutely unpleasant. It will feel better.

If there was a second option, Old Tang would rather give up the extra 3 million US dollars than drink this stuff, but the old man was standing next to him, and his expression made people feel like he was a supervisor. If Old Tang If he dares not to drink, his neck will be cut off in the next second.

"Okay, I'll drink." Old Tang took the ampoule in the old guy's hand, opened it with a flick of his knuckles, poured the solution in his own through the incision with one hand, and drank the ampoule the old guy brought with the other. branch.

Most of the things that looked unattractive probably didn't taste that good either. It felt as if burning fire was flowing through his throat. The strongest vodka was simply watery compared to this thing. Old Tang felt like his throat and stomach were about to boil. He was furious. The blazing heat was about to stir in his body, and he seemed to have turned into a bomb that was about to explode. The chemical reaction had been completed internally, and all that was missing was the final drive.

The sharp blade cut through the quartz glass, just like cutting through jelly. The old guy controlled the bright silver folding knife like a sword that can destroy gold and jade. He slid the clear sword light on the bone bottle, and the gray The solution was poured from top to bottom into the lower half of the bone bottle from the hollow, and a gurgling sound came from inside, as if it contained a pot of boiling water.

Old Tang's body was also gurgling. All his blood was boiling, breaking his blood vessels to pieces and even breaking through his skin. His whole body was covered with severe burn wounds. Pain burned every inch of his skin, and he was rolling on the ground. When he burst, every bubble of fire that burst was like someone piercing him with a sharp knife.

"Brother, there are many people outside."

"Maybe you'll die? But don't be afraid."

"With my brother, I'm not afraid... But why don't you eat me, brother? If you eat me, I can break down any kind of cage."

"You are good food, but that would be too lonely. For thousands of years, you and I are the only ones together."

"But death is really sad. It's like being sealed in a box forever and ever. It's pitch black. You want to explore in the dark, but you can never reach anything with your outstretched hands..."

"The so-called fate of abandoning one's family is to cross the wasteland, raise the war flag again, and return to the hometown. Death is not terrible, it is just a long sleep. Before I can devour this world, instead of trekking alone, it is better to sleep peacefully, and we will still wake up Come."

"Brother... when you raise the battle flag and devour the world, will you eat me?"

"Yes, then you will be with me and rule the world!"

Long-lasting memories hit his mind like a flood, giving him a splitting headache. In just half a minute, Old Tang's bones had undergone an astonishing evolution. Hundreds of new bones were born, interlocking and interlocking, giving him hundreds of thousands of powerful bones. A thousand-fold increase. The black membrane wings pierced the back and spread out like an eagle. His knuckles were breaking away from the concept of limbs and growing towards reptiles. The sharp bone claws left inch-deep claw marks on the floor. Every time he was in pain The roaring, roaring and beating of the ground shook the laboratory to the point of collapse.

The gray solution forcibly gave birth to evolution and awakening, just like violently opening an immature egg. Old Tang's evolution stopped at a certain point in time. He still retained a humanoid appearance, but he also had a large number of dragon characteristics. , half as ancient and majestic as prosperous life, and half as tattered and unbearable as a body that has been dead for a long time.

He was finally freed from the pain and raised his head. The old guy was gone. He looked back and held the bone bottle in his arms. The eggshell-like appearance was cracking and peeling off bit by bit.

The roar of bronze and fire roared in the laboratory, the violent current of flames ignited everything that could burn, and the extremely cold air could not prevent the spread of the flames. This was the supreme authority, the ultimate of the element of fire, just as he once had with him As my brother promised, after a thousand years, they will finally come to this hateful world again and liquidate everything!

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