Sit-ups at Super Yang

Yang Yu gave up teaching Ge Xiaolun. Whoever is willing to teach can do so. He can’t teach at all!

Previously, Yang Yu used technological means to stimulate Ge Xiaolun's hormones and activated his wings, but Ge Xiaolun still couldn't fly very stably.

So in the following days, Sun Wukong, carrying his golden cudgel, chased Ge Xiaolun, but he had no way to go up to the sky or down to the earth.

If he is caught, he will be hit on the head with a stick. Hmm... maybe there is some personal grudge too.

Of course, the effect is also very good. It seems that stick education still has its merits!

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In the office of the leader of the Anti-Entropy Alliance, Yang Yu was leaning over the desk, reviewing and signing a pile of documents.

There was also a crystal-like object floating next to Yang Yu that kept changing its shape, like a Rubik's Cube.

Just as Yang Yu was monitoring the Demon Group and Morgana as usual, he suddenly discovered that the entire Demon Group had disappeared.

"It can block my surveillance. It seems that the Fart God Carl brought Devil No. 1 here? Then, my deterrent method will naturally change."

With a sneer on his face, Yang Yu commanded a clone in the universe to fly towards the Demon Nebula.

Since Devil No. 1 has been transported here, Yang Yu estimated that this madman would not be willing to continue to be threatened by him and would stop his activities on Blue Star.

Then the Angel's deterrent card is probably useless.

But it doesn’t matter, Yang Yu is not a good boy.

He has plenty of ways to threaten people!

"Morgana, I hope you don't try to be clever and bring trouble upon yourself... Otherwise, you and your demon group will have to enjoy watching the stars shatter..."

Yang Yu moved his mind, and the "Thunder Angel" beside him flew into the palm of his hand, stopped changing its shape, and became a brick-like object.

This is one of Yang Yu’s latest research results, Thunder Angel, and the inspiration is naturally a certain anime.

The Thunder Angel was endowed by Yang Yu with the ability to generate thunder and distort magnetic fields, as well as the ability to transform and store light energy and dark energy. He was also endowed with the ability to suppress the mind and resist the void.

Being attacked by the Thunder Angel will also suppress one's thinking.

The surface of the Thunder Angel was covered by Yang Yu with a layer of ideal fluid, which neither affected its shape change nor greatly improved its defense.

As for the attack power... a full-strength attack is enough to sink the entire Yingguo Capital City.

Even with Yang Yu's computing power, he can forcibly distort a planet's magnetic field and stop its rotation.

For Yang Yu, it is also a proud work.

Suddenly, Yang Yu raised his eyebrows, put away the Thunder Angel and smiled meaningfully: "Well, the fish finally took the bait. It's worth the time I put up the bait for so long."

……

In the Anti-Entropy Academy, Angel Lan Yuan was entering programs in front of a supercomputer.

According to the above order, this supercomputer will record the underlying genetic logic of the Galaxy Power today for reverse decomposition to extract the most suitable generation of super genes for ordinary soldiers, thereby increasing the strength of the Blue Star civilization.

This order was issued by Yang Yu himself, and Lan Yuan was instructed to complete it independently.

The reason is that other scholars of Anti-Entropy do not have enough access to the genetic side to program super gene programs.

Moreover, Yang Yu praised Lan Yuan in front of everyone and affirmed her abilities, which made the little angel so happy that she happily came over to work overtime.

Suddenly, Lan Yuan heard footsteps in the empty room. He turned around abruptly, but before he could react, a silver light pierced through his body and he lost consciousness.

Sumali walked to the supercomputer with a charming cat-like step, and found all the genetic data of the Galaxy Power in no time.

Just as he was about to download and then draw blood from Angel Lan Yuan to make the Galaxy Power Gene Synthesis Fluid, a crisp applause came from behind him.

clap clap clap!

"This is really an eye-opener. Dark Silver is indeed the sharpest metal in the known universe. A second-generation angel whose genes are far superior to yours was killed in one blow.

Tsk tsk tsk, I didn’t expect that after so many years, the ancient slayer of gods still has some strength.”

Sumali's hair stood on end for a moment, and an extreme sense of crisis surged into her heart. Her first reaction was to throw out the Dark Silver Dagger, and then run away without looking back.

Ding!

A water-blue lens turned into a shield, blocking Yang Yu.

No matter how sharp the Dark Silver was, it could not cut the Ideal Fluid and was easily blocked by the Thunder Angel.

Yang Yu stretched out his hand, and the An Su silver dagger fell into his palm. Yang Yu stretched out his own hand and stabbed it with the dagger, but it broke through the defense without any hindrance and passed through his hand.

This dark silver dagger even has a simple god-killing attribute, which is constantly destroying the genes in Yang Yu's body.

"Oh? What a good thing. It is a rare weapon nowadays."

Not to mention this antique-level, fake God-killing weapon that only has a little gene-destroying ability.

Even if Liu Chuang hit Yang Yu with his hammer, it would be useless. Gene suppression and destruction were useless to Yang Yu.

Sumali spread her wings and flew away for her life, and soon escaped from the range of Anti-Entropy Academy.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the next moment the surrounding space fluctuated and Su Mali returned to Yang Yu again.

Yang Yu sat on the chair he had just sat on when he was studying in Lan Yuan, playing with the An Su silver dagger in his hand, and raised his eyebrows: "Run, you are quite fast, run another one for me to see."

Sumali is not the type to sit still and wait for death. Since she can't run away, she will fight! !

Su Mali rushed directly towards Yang Yu, and then a sky blue crystal brick hit her in the face, and she lost consciousness.

Yang Yu weighed the Thunder Angel Brick in his hand and sneered: "Ancient God-Slayer? You don't know how to behave!"

"I'm giving you face by allowing me to study you, and you still dare to resist?

"I have been setting up this trap for such a long time and laying out such a big bait. If you run away, I will lose a lot, right? Huh?"

The Thunder Angel in Yang Yu's hand changed and turned into a cubic transparent crystal cage about ten feet in size, trapping Su Mali inside.

Yang Yu stood up from his seat, and blood gushed out of Angel Lan Yuan's body, automatically flew to Yang Yu's hand, and disappeared.

This is the sample that Yang Yu is going to use to study the angel gene.

Yang Yu looked at Lan Yuan with an apologetic look, thinking in his heart: "Although I have no intention of being an enemy of the angel, having a sword but not using it and having no sword to use are two completely different things. Xiao Lan Yuan, I'm sorry, I will compensate you later."

A fatal injury was not a big problem for Yang Yu. As long as Lan Yuan's consciousness had not completely dissipated, Yang Yu was absolutely sure to save her.

But Lan Yuan helped Lan Xing a lot, and always had an attitude of admiration and respect towards Yang Yu.

So Yang Yu felt guilty about taking advantage of her, but the guilt only lasted for a moment.

This trace of guilt was Yang Yu's emotion as a human being, but as a leader of a civilization, he could not have such an emotion. So the guilt was fleeting.

Yang Yu leaned down, stretched out his hand and pressed on Lan Yuan's wound. With a burst of purple light, the wound healed rapidly. Lan Yuan's genes that were damaged by the An Su silver dagger were also quickly repaired by Yang Yu.

After Yang Yu did all this, he stood up straight, moved his fingers, and Lan Yuan floated onto the chair.

Yang Yu turned around and looked at Su Mali who was trapped in the body of Thunder Angel, wondering how to maximize Su Mali's value.

Although Sumali is just a small mine and insignificant to Yang Yu, Yang Yu does not like to leave such a thing in his home.

The only thing to worry about is the unclear relationship between Su Mali and He Xi.

In addition, Yang Yu wanted to analyze the angel's genes recently, so he set up this trap to lure the mouse to steal the oil and get the angel's genes by the way.

As for Sumali's value...

A male angel experimental subject is still very rare for Yang Yu.

Moreover, once the news that Sumali almost killed Lan Yuan and was captured by herself was passed back to the City of Angels.

Whether it is Kesha or Hexi, they will definitely ask for it from me.

But I was kind enough to save your little angel Lan Yuan, and then I helped your angel to kill a sinner. Now you are still looking for captives from me? ?

It would be unreasonable not to pay a price, right?

Yang Yu was a very frugal person, and he would eat every grain of rice in his bowl cleanly. He would never hand Su Mali over before squeezing out every last bit of value from her.

Even if he handed it over, he had to leave a back door in Sumali's body to make him prosperous.

Lan Yuan leaned on the chair and slowly woke up. She looked around in confusion, blinked her big green eyes, and when she saw Yang Yu beside her, she immediately jumped up.

"Hello, leader! What I just did was..."

Lan Yuan looked down at the torn clothes and bloodstains on his chest, and recalled what had just happened.

"Alliance leader, did you save me?"

Yang Yu came back to his senses from his contemplation and showed a kind and friendly smile: "It just so happens that I am going to come here today to see how the super gene disassembly plan is going.

I happened to see this guy escaping from the academy, so I captured him.

Then I found you, who was attacked by him and was seriously injured and dying. Fortunately, this level of God-killing attribute is nothing to me, so I saved you. "

Angel Lan Yuan's face flushed, and she touched her chest respectfully to thank Yang Yu: "Thank you, leader."

"It's a little effort, no need to be polite."

Next, it’s time for the mouse experiment…