The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 170 Transformation

Saya smiled sweetly.

She looks about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a baby-fat face showing a pure and childish look. Her light green waist-length hair and bright eyes and white teeth set off each other, making her look even brighter and more energetic.

Her long skirt, more precisely a suspender skirt woven from mineralized bone tissue, hangs lazily on her slender shoulders, and her clear and delicate collarbone is dazzlingly white.

"Yuck~"

Saya opened her teeth lightly, and spat out a lump of meat mixed with the hair of a small white mouse in her hands.

The meat ball is red and black, and if you look carefully, you can vaguely see half of the tail that has not been fully digested.

Sha Ye tilted her head and thought for a moment, just as she was about to swallow the meat ball again, Bain slapped her away, pinched the back of her neck, turned and walked into the laboratory.

Sebastian looked at the laboratory's door sign marked "Biochemistry and Cell Biology Research Laboratory" and remained silent. He suddenly realized that his future fate might be extremely bad.

The facts were exactly as he thought, Charles pushed his wheelchair and continued to move forward, turning one corner after another, and came to the "Research Laboratory of Regenerative Medicine".

Professor Charles knocked on the door, and there was a "come in" from inside.

This is a fairly clean and tidy office, and everything is neatly arranged.

The most conspicuous ones are naturally several whiteboards placed around the desk.Those whiteboards are densely packed with stick figures of various organs, not only human beings, but also the internal organ patterns of other animals, which look extremely complicated.

There is a light yellow piece of paper pasted at the corner of each whiteboard, and a line of small words is written on the piece of paper,
"The Human Body Modification Plan of the Atast Brothers"

Dr. Stephen Strange stood in the middle of these whiteboards. His eyes were bloodshot and his hair was messy like a bird's nest, but his whole body was full of excitement.

"The bone-strengthening organ implanted in the subject must monitor the subject's physiological condition in real time and secrete hormones for bone healing and strengthening."

Dr. Strange said to himself almost insanely: "More than that, the new type of bone tissue grown by the bone strengthening organ must also be able to absorb the ceramic compounds added to the subjects' rations.

In this way, in just two years, the subject's chest cavity will become skeletalized, and the ribs will become bone plates, interlaced and overlapping each other, increasing the upper limit of the body's ability to withstand the force."

After that, he rushed to the front of the whiteboard again, "In order to enhance the survivability, a large organ must be implanted inside the chest cavity, which can be used as a stomach for pre-digestion. In this way, the modified subjects can easily digest indigestible substances”

He was so engrossed that Professor Charles, the visitor, had to cough heavily to bring Doctor Strange back from his world of personal fantasy.

"Uh, sorry, Professor Charles, I was distracted."

Dr. Strange rubbed his dry eyes and nodded apologetically to Professor X. At the same time, he involuntarily glanced at the whiteboard from the corner of his eyes, "What do you want?"

"I'm here to ask you for a tube of primitive cells with mild properties."

Professor Charles sighed and said gently, "But to be honest, you need to take a break, Doctor Strange."

"Rest, yes, I need a rest."

A trace of confusion flashed across Strange's face, and he was no longer as emotional as before - Sebastian knew that this was the result of Charles using the ability to interfere with the mind.

Dr. Strange walked back to the desk with nonchalant steps, took out a syringe and a tube of unknown solution from the drawer of the desk,
After handing it to Professor Charles, he sat down slowly in the seat, raised his head and closed his eyes, and soon there was a slight snoring sound.

Professor Charles drew the solution into the syringe with great skill and carefully expelled the air trapped in the syringe.

Sebastian faintly felt that something was wrong, and said in a deep voice, "Wait, what are you doing?"

"Save your life."

Professor Charles rolled up Sebastian's sleeves very calmly, and said softly: "Your life energy will be drained by Selena. If you don't take any measures, you will soon die of organ failure."

I think I'm doing fine.

Sebastian wants to resist, but Professor Charles, who has undergone artificial organ modification, is not as old and frail as he appears on the outside. From the test results, Professor Charles' bench press data can reach 250 kilograms, which is completely capable of hanging Fitness trainer all the way.

Thus, Sebastian, who was like a delicate girl, was forced to receive an intravenous injection, and a whole tube of unknown medicine flowed into the blood.

"What did you do to me?"

Sebastian's eyes widened. Walking all the way in the underground laboratory, his original indestructible world view was completely shaken, and he was even more afraid of Charles, who could be regarded as an old enemy.

"It's just a tube of primitive cells with mild traits."

Professor Charles said calmly: "This kind of cells can repair your wounds, stop the blood, and subtly enhance your physiological quality, so that it will not easily collapse in the next experiment."

experiment?

Sebastian Xiao immediately grasped the key to this sentence. This powerful mutant from the Hellfire Club, who claims to be the world's top elite, tremblingly said, "What experiment?"

Professor Charles glanced at him and said softly: "Sorry, my main research direction is psychology, not variant genetics. The specific situation in this area may be judged by Mr. Leon."

"No!"

Sebastian didn't want to face that demon at all. He grabbed Professor Charles' wrist and said almost begging for mercy: "You are the creator of the X-Men, the director of the Academy City Coordination Council, Charles, I know you are a good man, you must save me, I will."

Professor Charles smiled sympathetically, and said with mixed emotions: "Do you really think that the person in charge here is me?"

Sebastian's pupils suddenly dilated, his upper and lower jaws were trembling continuously, and the sound of clicking clicked together, "Could it be, isn't it?"

"The reason why I can become the chairman of the Academy City Coordination Council is that my conditions are suitable,"

Professor Charles shook his head and said softly: "I'm not the manager of this city, I'm just a portrait photo pushed to the front of the stage. Except as a representative, negotiating with forces outside the school, or as a mascot to stamp approval projects Other than that, I can't do anything."

Speaking of this, Professor Charles sighed a little lonely, "Actually, I'm not even sure who my former subordinates, Logan, Scott, Qin, Hank...they are loyal to now."

(End of this chapter)