Attributes are infinitely increasing, I dominate multiple

Monroe, who was sitting blankly, suddenly woke up with a shudder.

He stood up suddenly and sat down again dejectedly.

His face... was extremely dark.

"Every method has been tried, and every trump card has been used."

Monroe hunched over in the round chair and murmured in despair:

"So, can we just wait for death slowly?"

He was desperate.

He didn’t dare to confront Mu Cang anymore.

Already, there is no trace of courage left.

"We can only use the last resort."

Monroe managed to hold his waist up, dragging his feet on the ground, and walked out the door step by step.

I didn't organize and collect the important technical information, and I didn't have the intention to get the Holy Spirit Armor in the secret room.

Nothing matters anymore, nothing is needed.

After living for so long, he didn't want to die after all.

So now, I can only find a way to leave Blue Star.

Even with the most desperate, but foolproof method.

A few minutes later.

Monroe came to a laboratory with a small space.

Nearly half of the area of ​​this laboratory is occupied by a complex and heavy machine.

Wires, cables, and components are piled everywhere.

At first glance, the laboratory is extremely messy.

In the center of the experiment, there is a heavy iron coffin three meters long and two meters wide.

It was covered with cables and wires.

These seemingly patchwork devices have only one function.

Or a mission.

That is, perfectly copy and upload Munro’s consciousness rubbings, emotion modules, and memory data.

This device must cooperate with his consciousness digitization superpower to operate normally, otherwise it will only get a bunch of dull data garbage.

This entire copying process takes more than a day.

After the copying is completed, this machine will integrate all the information into information packages through radio waves and transmit them to the asteroid belt between the orbits of Mars and Jupiter.

There, hidden is the final means of escape prepared by Monroe——

An ultra-miniature spacecraft that is only one meter long and half a meter wide and can only hold electronic data.

Just right, it can be used to store all his consciousness data.

It's a bit small, but it has all the necessary features.

Whether it is mining external materials, self-repair, or even defensive counterattack, it has all the functions it should have.

After the upload is successful, the body and soul will also fall into a long-term state of functional loss and will no longer have any ability to resist.

And that ship will also carry Monroe's consciousness copy, flying at sub-light speed, leaving the solar system and heading to the vast universe.

Monroe was already scared.

Totally scared.

He had no confidence that he could truly escape from Mu Cang's clutches.

He had no confidence in either body or soul.

Just give this base, this body and soul to the other party.

Quan should be a thank you gift for sparing your life.

As for Blue Star, love whoever you want.

Munro sighed and slowly lay down in the iron coffin.

The device's consciousness copying function was activated and he slowly fell into a deep sleep.

…

at the same time.

In the lighthouse capital shrouded in darkness, in the living room of the Metropolitan Museum, Commander Tom was standing on the stage giving an unscripted speech with great emotion.

Many well-dressed dignitaries in the audience looked at the leader with elegant and polite smiles. They seemed to be listening to the speech seriously and applauded gently from time to time. The atmosphere in the entire venue was extremely harmonious and peaceful.

In the ancient object appraisal room deep in the museum, far away from the living room, two scholars were studying an ancient coffin while chatting leisurely.

Of the two of them, one is an ancient history and folklorist, and the other is a naturalist.

"Mr. Halls."

The elderly folklorist took a magnifying glass and carefully looked at the inscriptions on the ancient coffin, and said softly, "Do you know, vampire?"

The naturalist named Halls glanced at him and said: "Of course I know, I have watched "The Twilight Saga"."

"Ouch!"

The folklorist looked Halls up and down and said, "I didn't expect you to read young people's stuff."

The latter pushed up his glasses and said, "I don't think I'm old, but Gulliver, what do you want to say?"

Folklorist Gulliver stopped, pinched his forehead, and said slowly:

"Do you know the origin of the vampire legend?"

Halls shrugged and said, "I know, I've seen Count Dracula, '400', and 'Interview with the Vampire'."

Gulliver curled his lips and said: "Dracula... is indeed a source of vampire legends, but it was not that long ago, and there were already vampire theories before him."

Halls lowered his head and flipped through the documents in his hand and replied casually: "So, where is Cain."

The right to chat.

"Well, I have to say that many of Cain's characteristics are consistent with those of vampires, which can be considered a source of legend.

However, it is even more clear that he is the ancestor of vampires than Dracula --\u003e\u003e

Wan, it came from a video game. "

"Eh? No way?!" Halls was stunned and felt a little funny.

Gulliver nodded and said, "Well, many of the allusions and legends in the Holy Book were actually 'borrowed' from other regional myths."

"Ha... this is one of the reasons why I don't believe in religion." Halls chuckled, "It's too lax."

Gulliver glanced at him and said with a smile: "Religion can fill the gap in people's hearts."

"My heart has been filled with knowledge, and I can't contain ignorance." The latter sneered.

Gulliver pursed his lips and continued: "The records of vampires in the Holy Book should be 'borrowed' from Egyptian mythology.

But that’s okay, the concept of vampires has been around for thousands of years.

The cultures of the Mesopotamians, Semites, Hebrews, ancient Greeks, and Romans all have stories about demons sucking souls. They are considered to be the source of vampire legends, or some Ancestor in this sense. "

"wrong!"

Halls frowned and questioned, "Vampires suck blood, what does it have to do with sucking souls?"

Gulliver explained: "In fact, in ancient legends, the human soul is closely related to blood. There is a saying that vampires suck human blood in order to absorb the soul."

At this time, he raised his finger and pointed at the huge stone coffin beside him, and sighed:

"This sarcophagus excavated by the archaeological team from the catacombs in the Pyrenees Mountains is likely to contain a certain source of vampire legends - Matnu Elis."

"A crazy and bloodthirsty ancient Greek general."

He approached the sarcophagus, spread out his palm and gently patted a model lake emblem painted on it, and sighed: "Legend has it that Elis masters the extremely evil soul-stealing witchcraft and can arbitrarily steal souls in a city." He sacrificed people's bodies and took pleasure in killing people all day long. It is said that he invented rat torture, impalement torture, gold melting torture, human body candles, and blood eagle rituals."

Hearing this, Halls couldn't help but frown and said: "What a devil."

"devil?"

Gulliver looked back at him and said slowly, "It is said that people at that time gave him the title of...the original devil out of awe and disgust."