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More than [-]% of the population is concentrated in the large city of East Transia.

Less than [-]% of the remaining population is scattered in villages near Transia's natural barrier, Wandager Mountain.

Joyce also did not expect that this small country was still a republic, governed by citizens electing the president.

But for such a small country, their economic backbone is very good.

There are quite abundant uranium mines, so it does not rely on tourism to develop like some other small countries.

However, some of the reviews he saw on the Internet were not very good. It could even be said that the reputation of Transia was very poor.

The people in this country are lazy and greedy, and they are very hostile to foreigners and not very friendly to their own people.

Their society is highly hierarchical, and conflicts occur almost every year, but miraculously it never disintegrates.

It seems that this is a very strange and contradictory country.

Joyce racked her brain and couldn't figure out which of the people she knew was from this country.

Is it an invitation from an acquaintance or a trap set by evildoers?

But no matter what it was, he had to go there in three days.

Three days was enough time for Joyce to make a lot of preparations.

For example, prepare basic things like food and money.

And the most important thing is his own escape route. Tony went to Wakanda, so he didn't look for him for the time being.

Give Jack the keys to the house and Tony's contact information, if he can't be contacted for a while.

Just contact Tony Stark.

Although he didn't think it would really bring him any help, at least being prepared was a basic insurance.

……

"Herbert, do gene accelerators really work?"

The man in white robe hesitated for a moment and continued: "We have failed many times and there is no more funds for us to conduct the next experiment..."

The man called Herbert looked like a scientist, but his eyes under his glasses showed his anxiety.

"Miles, take it easy."

"Gene accelerators are indeed useful, and I believe organisms can be evolved directly in them, but the formula needs to continue to be adjusted."

Herbert responded to Miles next to him, but his voice sounded very vicissitudes of life.

Miles Warren, a genius in the fields of genetics and cloning, and a professor of biochemistry.

He was also an assistant to Herbert Edgar Wyndham, under whose guidance he studied biological genetics in an attempt to transform animals into new humans.

But their research has failed many times.

All this was attributed to him because he did not have enough funds and more experimental equipment.

But in fact, even if they have the most advanced genetic modification equipment, it will take some time.

"Herbert, when I went out to buy daily necessities, I heard that 500 people disappeared some time ago and their whereabouts were nowhere to be found. Do you think it could be caused by previous failed products..."

Miles Warren sounded panicked.

"Miles, why are you always so timid?"

"You have to learn to be calm. It won't live long, right? This kind of mistake will never happen to us."

Herbert's expression was very calm. He was a very calm scientist and a very wise biologist.

Miles Warren was still worried and sighed.

"Hope it!"

Herbert stopped talking to Miles and concentrated on the matter at hand.

Research must be accelerated.

But the news that 500 people are missing...

I wonder if more will be discovered if more are missing?

An evil thought occurred to Herbert.

If this is really possible, no one can stop them from experimenting.

This is a huge achievement.

Such a contribution was enough to win him the Nobel Prize.

He can definitely turn those losers, those freeloaders, into the strongest warriors.

Thinking of all this, Herbert trembled with excitement.

He kept slapping his hands on the table, the shock making his arms tremble.

"Miles, let's continue our research! Time waits for no one!"

……

Joyce cautiously arrived in Transia one day in advance. He wanted to see in advance where the agreed place was.

Unfortunately, he didn't know the way, so he had to go around asking the residents.

The strange thing is that many people don't know where this place is.

Fortunately, after constant questioning, he finally found out the address from a blind old man.

About an hour later, he arrived at his destination.

A village.

This village looks very ordinary, incompatible with the places we have passed before, and I don't know what is special about it.

The people living in this village seem very comfortable and peaceful, playing and playing with each other.

But Joyce always felt a strange incongruity.

But for the specific reason, he couldn't describe it at the moment.

He had just walked a few steps towards the village when he suddenly felt something moving under his feet when he passed under a tree.

Like stepped on something.

"Huh? There seems to be a strong smell of blood?"

Joyce sensed a sticky stick-like thing in the ground, which he had not noticed just yet.

What is this?

Joyce knelt down to take a look, picked up a branch, pulled it out, and prepared to poke it.

Turning it over and taking a closer look, it turned out to be a hand.

A hand with sharp claws.

Looks a lot like a wolf.

Werewolf?

No, if there are werewolves here, SHIELD should have news.

So what exactly is this…

Joyce was surprised. He did not expect that the environment in this village was so bad.

The village seems peaceful, but there are limbs of this strange creature appearing outside the village.

Are these villagers crazy or heartless?

For some reason, Joyce felt a strong sense of uneasiness in her heart.

Not daring to delay, he stood up and prepared to retreat temporarily.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, it is better to leave first.

After walking for about 5 minutes, I saw no one around.

I was going to summon the steel chain fingers and take out the hanging ring, open the portal and leave here.

Ok?

what happened!

The stand-in cannot be used?

Joyce panicked a little at this moment.

I closed my eyes and brewed for a long time, but it was still useless.

Then I tried magic again, but it didn’t work. It still couldn’t be used. Why?

There wasn't even a golden spark, and Joyce stopped what he was doing.

Except for the occasional chirping of insects and birds in this area.

No other sounds were heard, and no creature was seen.