mechanical court

A naked man's body was held up in the air by a crystal clear liquid. Dozens of thin soft glass tubes extended from the metal base of the tank area, connecting all parts of his body.Those tubes were like extra blood vessels extending from the body, continuously injecting pale white liquid into the experimental subject. During this process, the man was also breathing deeply and evenly.

"This is also a clone!?"

Domon stepped forward in surprise, looked at the young man sleeping in the liquid, and asked curiously.

"You are right, this is also one of the clones. The owner of the body is a heritage-level mechanic who unfortunately died in the war of conquest. He made a will to donate the body before his death, so the body was handed over to us. We have preserved his body so far, sleeping with dignity and dignity in the central square. All of us remember his dedication, and no one defiled his body. All experimental materials are from this machine. It's just a clone of the master."

Mostima seemed to be afraid that he might have some misunderstanding, so he carefully explained the source of the experimental body, and then Guai continued: "The project I am in charge of is to use these clones to restore the original power of an inheritance-level mechanic as much as possible."

"You did it!?"

Domon stared at his mentor, his voice was a little hoarse from excitement.

"Yes, I'm very close to success!"

Mostima raised his head proudly, then his eyes flashed, and he sighed again:

"But it's a pity... due to the uniqueness of Shenyuan metal, the cost of duplication is far greater than the cost of cultivating a new inheritance-level mechanic. Just like the one you see now, I have to continuously replace it. Only by recharging his energy can he maintain the life of this duplicate body. What's more frightening is that because his mental power is forcibly catalyzed to the fifth level, he is extremely unstable. Once I stop injecting anesthetics, he will Sliding into a state of hysterical rage, not stopping until the last ounce of energy is exhausted."

"...Then what's the point of this experiment?" After hearing what he said, Duo Meng felt at a loss.

"For anything, starting from zero is the most difficult, and starting from one to two is the simplest cost issue."

Mostima looked at the man sleeping in the transparent tank, a trace of cruelty flashed across his face, he gritted his molars and said:

"Actually, there are many people who want to stop my project, but I have to insist. Only a little bit, just a little bit, I can mass-produce controllable inheritance-level mechanics!"

"..."

Domon looked at the mentor, feeling an indescribable emotion welling up in his heart.

Not to mention whether it can be controlled in the end, is a 'corpse' that costs a lot of money and can only move by injecting energy, really only one step away from mass production of an inheritance-level mechanic?

He vaguely remembered that there was such a technology hundreds of years ago, and it was generally considered impossible by the academic circles, something that could not be done even in the golden age... Only a few hundred people under the tutor, can really do it are you there?

He really wanted to tell his mentor what was in his heart, but thinking of the other party's state of mind at this time, he opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

Chapter 69 Chaos

It's three o'clock in the night, in the bedroom.

Yiwen sat quietly on the floor with his eyes closed, immersed in the cultivation state of the scriptures of the underworld.As the power of darkness circulated in his body, every cell in his body became active, releasing traces of electric current, which flowed into the metal pit wires on the body surface, circulated in the body, and melted into the flesh and blood, producing an unknown phenomenon. effect.

Beep beep——!

Suddenly, his watch started to vibrate, and Domon's face lit up on it.

"..."

Yiwen opened his eyes, exited the cultivation state, raised his left hand to look, and found that it was a call from Domon.Through such a long time of contact, he knew that the other party was a very regular person. If he called him late at night, he must have something important to say.

So Yiwen directly clicked the accept button:

"Domon, what's the matter?"

"Ivan, I'm sorry. Some things happened on my side, and I need to leave the space city for a while. During this period, I'm afraid I won't be able to make up lessons for you. If you want, I will find the most suitable person to replace me. If you don't Yes, I will compensate for the expenses according to the contract. All in all, this time I broke my promise first, and I am really sorry."

"It's okay, it's understandable." Yiwen first expressed that he didn't care, and after thinking for a moment, he nodded in agreement: "The candidates for the make-up class will do as you said, I believe you."

"Thank you very much for your trust, then goodbye!"

There was a bit of sincerity in Domon's voice, and after saying this, he hung up the communication.

"Abstaining from leave in the afternoon...Suddenly said at night that you have something to go out for a long time? Could it be that something happened at home?"

Ivan looked at the watch screen, guessed randomly, and then put the matter aside - in his heart, Domon's work is still very reliable, and the candidates introduced by the other party should not be bad.

After exiting the communication state, he glanced at the time on the wall clock, which happened to be three o'clock in the morning.After Ivan got up and drank a cup of boiling water, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't logged in to Machine Wars Era today, so he stood up and walked into the study.

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The era of machine warfare, standby space.

Today's Noah changed into a red dress. Her long hair was as lush as seaweed. Although the dress was a bit transparent, it didn't damage her elegance.She quietly suspended in the pure white space, the smile on the corner of her lips is eternal, she looks so beautiful, it makes people have a beautiful illusion that transcends time.

"Hello, Miss Noah." Ivan greeted with a wicked look.

"Welcome back, Lieutenant Ivan." Noah's dark golden eyes were filled with joy, and his eyes were gentle and satisfied.

"Calculate for me, how many merit points do I have?"

He went online in the middle of the night, and he didn't bother to play games. He planned to draw a random prize with his points to end.

"Lieutenant Ivan, your accumulated merit points are [-] points."

"How come there are so many?"

Ivan was a little surprised. He had only played Survival Mode, so logically speaking, it was impossible to have such a high score.

"130 of your meritorious points come from the college points reward, which are evaluated by the student union. Your academic assessment score is [-] points." Noah answered his questions carefully.

"That's it, I probably understand."

Yiwen knew that the reason why he had such a high assessment score was mostly related to the 100 million donation.There is still another possibility, that is, the Purity Shield Institute does not have high requirements for international students, as long as they keep themselves safe and do not make trouble, they can get high marks.

"Open the mecha purchase page for me, I want to exchange for mecha!" He waved his hand and said proudly.

"Please wait."

Noah nodded slightly when he heard the words, his eyes flickered under the thick eyelashes, and then he slowly opened his arms, and the silhouettes of mini-mechas appeared on the curvaceous chest with the interlacing of light and shadow.

"Which mecha is suitable for me? I have a third-level mental power and strong fighting ability, but I haven't implanted Shenyuan metal." Yiwen was very witty and didn't pick randomly, but let the most experienced artificial intelligence choose for him.

"In view of your own advantages, I recommend you - the Flying Wing, the Reaper, and the Red Dragon combat mecha."

After Noah accepted the instruction, he erased the traces of other mechas while introducing them to him, enlarged the images of these three types of mechas, and presented them holographically in front of the other party from three angles: front, back, and side.

Yiwen didn't choose much, and was directly attracted by the red dragon, because this mecha really suited his taste.

A layer of red mist lingered on the surface of the huge mecha, its true form was hidden in the mist, the extreme toughness and extreme ferocity paralleled the huge metal body.With a titan-like body and dragon-claw-like arms, the red arms look extremely thick, and the rotating wheels at the joints allow it to rotate 360 ​​degrees. The powerful melee performance is chilling.

Its head looks like a dragon's head leaning over and looking straight up. There is no neck, and there is a silver neck guard at the connection between the torso and the head. There are traces of weapons in the eye holes and mouth. It can be said that it is a terrifying monster with weapons all over its body. .

The red dragon gave Ivan the feeling that it was a pure fighting weapon that strengthened the melee ability to the limit. It was not suitable for appearing on the battlefield where long-range weapons were rampant, and was more suitable for appearing in asymmetrical combat where hand-to-hand combat.

"I choose Red Dragon!" He said impatiently.

"Lieutenant Yiwen, as a short-range individual combat mecha, the use of the Red Dragon is extremely limited. Please choose your mecha rationally." Noah has a high degree of freedom. When he found that the mecha he chose was too unpopular, he kindly proposed suggestion.