mechanical court

"Do you know? Originally, the reason why I resisted you was because many low-level civilized foreign students are very ignorant. The reason why they come here is not so much to learn knowledge, as it is to travel and play with women."

Russell didn't answer his question directly, but began to monologue about his inner thoughts. After a short pause, his eyes fell on the soundproof vertical window that fit perfectly, and his expression became softer:

"But you are different. Duo Meng said that you are very focused on your studies and love mixed martial arts very much. Judging from the battle in the early hours of this morning, your research on mixed martial arts is no longer the level of interest. Only An expert or a master can describe your achievements."

"The charm of fighting is hard to describe in words. Only those who have experienced it will understand it." Ivan replied tepidly.

"I once heard Kalenz, the director of the Mixed Martial Arts Club, say that for a fighter, the field of supernatural skills is a goal worth pursuing throughout their lives. Student Yiwen, I would like to ask you as a fighter, Do you have the same idea?"

When Russell was speaking, he carefully observed Ivan's expression, and found that his eyes moved slightly when he heard "Calentz" and "Divine Skill", and the smile on his face suddenly softened a bit.

"of course!"

Ivan answered him affirmatively, and his eyes instantly became extremely hot, as if he was a determined pilgrim.

"So... if I can give you access to Master Yves' inheritance, what price are you willing to pay in exchange?" Dean Russell narrowed his eyes and looked at him with a pair of sharp eyes.

Sure enough, it's nothing to show gallantry, it's either rape or robbery!

Ivan cursed fiercely in his heart, but his face had an expression of confusion: "Isn't mixed martial arts the inheritance of Mr. Yves? Does he have other fighting skills?"

"Of course there is!"

Russell nodded affirmatively, as if deliberately inciting the other party's emotions, his tone became eager and passionate:

"Most of Mr. Yves's fighting experience has been preserved in the form of data according to his wishes, and shared with all mankind. But only Zero Type, which touches the field of divine skills, cannot be saved in data , or that the amount of data in that formula is too huge. The images left behind are just in shape, and there is no real mystery of the magic skill at all."

"Don't tell me you have it!" Yi Wenming knew that he was deliberately instigating, but his appetite was still whetted.

"Of course I didn't."

Russell immediately denied it, and after the other party's emotions cooled down a bit, he suddenly changed the subject:

"But I know who has it, and I know where this person is, and I can help you track him all the way, lock his location, and even create a one-on-one battle for you! Are you willing to shoot!?"

"I hate being led by the nose! I hate being used by people who think they are smart!"

Ivan stood up from the seat without hesitation, and did not hide the disgust in his eyes, but another fiery light shone in the depths of his pupils, and it seemed that there was a wonderful feeling of water waves rising and falling in the depths of the pupils—that was a martyrdom The eyes of the reader:

"But this time is the only exception. As long as you can keep your promise and give me a chance to get in touch with Type Zero, I don't mind being used by you again!"

"good, very good……"

Dean Russell's gaze at this time seemed to be sparkling, and he couldn't help nodding frequently, and pressed his left hand to his chest, showing the most solemn expression:

"I swear by the position of headmaster of Pure Shield! I swear by the sacred name of a knowledge disseminator! I also swear by the dignity of a fighting enthusiast! I promise you, and I will never break the promise!"

"Besides, I have one more condition."

As Ivan spoke, he walked to the well-fitting soundproof vertical window, looking at the thick clouds below: "It doesn't matter which way, I want you to arrange an accident so that Minister Kalenz can also see this battle .”

"Why?" Dean Russell raised his thick eyebrows in surprise.

"He is my guide." He looked down at the blue sky and white clouds intently, and replied softly.

There is no repayment for the kindness of knowing you, and repaying the teacher with the most sacred battle is a romance that fighters only understand.

1Chapter 17 Fusion

Dawn mist filled the gradually awakened Pure Shield, looking at the central school building deep into the clouds from a distance, not only gave people a sense of solemnity and vicissitudes, but also gave people a sense of mystery.The energy shield covering the floating island gradually extinguished, and the sunlight, like countless golden threads, penetrated from the clouds in the east, shining on the surface of the floating island that had regained its calm.

In the dean's private meeting room, Russell walked around behind the desk and tapped the touch screen on the desktop:

"Your target is this person."

Bunches of fine light hang down from the ceiling, converging in the space to form a blurred silhouette of the human body, which quickly becomes clear as the light converging.It was a young man of about 180 centimeters, about 20 years old, fair skin, black hair, almost golden ratio from facial features to limbs, so perfect that he didn't look like a normal person at all.

The hair is neatly parted to the left and right sides, wearing a turban-like white forehead, a white jacket with a silver star pattern embedded in the upper body, and a black long-sleeved shirt with a cross pattern.He was wearing dark-colored jeans, with a silver chain hanging from his waist as a decoration.On the back of the gloves and jacket, the logo of the Mixed Martial Arts Association - a silver star badge is embedded.

"So young? What's his origin?" Ivan asked, looking up at the holographic image in a daze.

"His name is No. [-]. He has undergone gene optimization surgery since the embryonic period and successfully fused the cells of Mr. Yves's ancestors. Besides, he is also a cold killing machine. The assassination of the Governor's Mansion Ace." Dean Russell looked away from the holographic image, and cast his eyes on Ivan, who looked down intently:

"Number Zero is the trump card of the Governor's Mansion. It has been fused with Shenyuan metal a few years ago, and a magical skill has been inherited in the cells of Mr. Yves. If he came forward to pursue Domon, then even if Lucas was in the dark Guardian, things will deteriorate to an unimaginable level. Now, besides Lucas, the only person I can trust is you!"

"So you want me to help!?"

Yiwen turned his head when he heard the words, like an angry dragon, with golden lights in his pupils, scorching hot:

"This guy has fused Shenyuan metal, a 100% mechanic, and has divine skills to protect him. What can I use to fight him!? Also, why can fusion cells inherit divine skills? In this case, copying a bunch of Iraqis Isn't Master Fuss's clone better!?"

In an instant, Russell read the word "tyranny" from those eyes. It was not the tyranny of human beings, but the tyranny of nature and even the planet itself.It seems that infinite disasters may be induced at any time, and the mass extinction of creatures that occurs once in more than 6000 million years will repeat itself.

He subconsciously took two steps back, fell down on the wine glass-style space chair, quickly touched the alarm on the armrest with his right hand, and explained calmly:

"You may not know that when your mental power is enhanced to a certain level, you have the ability to change your genetic code and store some important data in genetic memory. Ives is indeed involved in this level, but he does not Deliberately storing memory fragments about divine skills, or the amount of data is too large, even he only stored a part of the fragments.

Therefore, even if his clone is copied, this set of data is incomplete, and there is no inheritance at all.However, this memory has not completely disappeared. As long as you have the complete genetic data of Mr. Yves, you will have a chance to find some data about the divine skills through the method of finding a needle in a haystack. "

"Then?" The flames in Ivan's eyes shrank slightly, motioning him to continue.

"The difficulty of this method can be imagined. It is almost equivalent to calculating a one-hundred-digit dynamic password out of thin air without any prompts. And cloning is not allowed so far, so someone has sprouted a genius A common idea—he bypassed the legal prohibition, and gave up the time-consuming and labor-intensive massive calculations, and instead used countless white paper-like templates to randomly inherit this set of data."

When talking about this, Russell paused on purpose, and waited for the opponent's hostility to weaken again before continuing:

"To put it simply, it is to use synthetic embryos to adapt to the cells of Mr. Yves. After consuming tens of thousands of artificial embryos, a monster like Zero was finally bred. But the project was eventually forced to stop—the reason The birth of No. 10 is entirely a small probability event, which is the so-called luck, so it is not replicable. After the project was terminated, No. [-] was directly handed over to the Governor's Mansion, and its strength grew rapidly after being mechanized with Shenyuan Metal. He is currently a third-level mechanic, and because of his divine skills, his explosive power in an instant is terrifying."

"You explained clearly the source of the divine ability. But if you want me to die, you need a better reason." Ivan shook his head slightly, and the hostility in his eyes diminished again, but did not completely disappear.

"I have [-] grams of Shenyuan metal in my hand, which can temporarily bypass the approval and allow some of your important organs to be Shenyuan." Russell threw out his trump card.

"Five hundred grams can be partially divined... so how many grams can be fully divined!?" Yiwen's heart moved when he heard this.

"As we all know, complete Shenyuan transformation requires one-third of the body's weight, but the entire space city does not have such a quantity of Shenyuan metal. With my authority, using [-] grams of Shenyuan metal is already the limit, you can't expect too much .” Russell mistakenly thought that he was too little, so he directly explained his old background.

Hey... so poor!

Yiwen looked contemplative on the surface, but secretly despised his 'poverty', because he now has a full ton of Shenyuan metal.The weight of a normal person is only about 20 kilograms, and if it is one-third, it is almost [-] kilograms.In this case, the Shenyuan metal he owns is enough to train [-] mechanics—this... this is the career of an emperor! ! !

Sister Xilock, I suddenly like you a little bit, what a generous shot!

"Cough, cough, cough!"

After realizing that he was actually a wealthy local tyrant, Yiwen managed to hold back the excitement and ecstasy in his chest, and tried hard to control himself from showing it. He cleared his throat and said tentatively:

"That is to say, as long as I can make up twenty kilograms of Shenyuan metal, I can complete the mechanization?"

"That's not an easy task." Russell shook his head with a dumbfounded smile.