Heroic Spirit Transformation System 2

In this technical terminology, Nanaya did not use the Japanese translation, but used the original word Homunculus.

Homunculus, an alchemical term, the word structure is the Latin "person" homō+ indicating a reduced suffix -culus, which is generally translated as artificial man, artificial life, artificial life, etc.

The earliest production method that can be traced back to now is a book called "Denaturarerum (Natural Essence)" in the fifteenth century, the author is Paracelsus.

In this book, Paracelsus describes an experiment in which a little man who knows everything in the world can be cultivated in a flask, which is the source of what later generations call "the little man in the flask".

It can be said that when it comes to Paracelsus, apart from his achievements in medicine, the associated words that are more impressive to everyone are the Philosopher's Stone and artificial man.

...Although the Xingyue world view seems to be that artificial humans and artificial life forms are not the same thing, but when it comes to Paracelsus, it is easier to understand artificial man. If you want to talk about artificial life forms, people will still be confused about Paracelsus Why don't you even use the iconic vocabulary that you wrote in the book.

Anyway, as long as it is artificially created and infused with life, it will be no problem to use the word Homunculus to describe it.

If you accepted that this person is "that" Paracelsus, everyone should be prepared for the fact that the other party can create the Philosopher's Stone and artificial humans. The problem is——

"...Is this an artificial human?"

Among all the people present, the researchers turned back without any position, and questioned Qiye with a fanatical attitude of pursuing the truth: "It looks like a pool of liquid with no shape now! How long will it take to become artificial?" What about people?"

"You didn't seem to be using the formula in "Natural Essence" before? That's too outrageous..."

"Don't you need to 'inject life'? There is also the process of imitating the gestation of the womb..."

Qiye blushed a bit.

It can only be said that Paracelsus did not make a mistake in calling them "children". Their enthusiasm for forgetting all the orders of the black organization is very demeanor of a mad scientist.

"...No, if you inject life, you use magic power."

Everyone: "...?"

Huh?Aren't we talking about science?Why do I suddenly go back a few centuries and enter the metaphysical feeling...

"A part of ancient alchemy was indeed successful at that time... But as time went on, the magic power in the atmosphere became less and less, so it was impossible to restore the experiment, and it was impossible to be regarded as deceiving the world."

Qiye returned to her old profession of telling nonsense with her eyes open.

"Also, Homunculus really needs time to grow, but if there's only one of them, it's fine to speed it up a little bit."

Qiye was actually a little lazy this time.

The Homunculus made this time is not the same as the Homunculus used to fight and protect Conan in the castle before.

He spent a long time cultivating the previous ones bit by bit. After all, the situation was not urgent at the time, and he just wanted a nanny. By the way, he could study whether he could condense them and take them away—ethical matters Let's not discuss it, magicians have no conscience... But in short, the Homunculus created before has a long shelf life.

And now this one... Anyway, this one, simply relying on the magic dress that was just made, enhanced the magic ceremony, and sped up the time. It is a quick product, and the shelf life is a bit short, but it lasts 24 hours should be about the same.

When everyone was talking, the lump of undescribable object on the ground had swelled and stood up. No matter how you looked at it, it didn't conform to the conservation of matter... There was obviously less than half a flask of liquid before!

It even grew legs and arms, looking more and more humanoid over time.

The direction of the door was blocked by this growing white unknown object. After finding that the bullet was ineffective, Gin, who had judged the density from the sound of the rebounding bullet, didn't want to go up and try the opponent's strength.

Anyway, it seems that the other party doesn't want to kill them at the moment, let's wait and see, this level of judgment, even vodka has it.

The three people who didn't fit in with the researchers silently looked at the scene in front of them like some sci-fi movie. In fact, they all pinched themselves more than once quietly. Unfortunately, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't wake up from the dream.

The voice that rang in my ears was also full of unscientific content.

"Mr. Paracelsus! Does magic really exist?!"

"So alchemy is not pure fantasy!"

"Have we been underestimating the past data...it's unbelievable!"

Qiye was like a real teacher. After answering a few questions patiently, he asked, "Which one of you has a mobile phone?"

The researchers shook their heads silently.

It is probably because they are afraid that they will spread the things in the laboratory to the outside world. If they enter the laboratory, their mobile phones will be kept outside.

So Qiye looked at the three wines with code names.

Homunculus, who was closer to them, almost cornering them, held out his hand to them.

It seems to be more than two meters high, right?The proportions of the body are very strange, and it is perfectly possible to go to a cameo in a horror movie. Being "overlooked" by such a terrible thing, the three bottles of wine are silent for a while.

"...Brother?"

Vodka can live in the morgue for a year and a half, and can kill people mercilessly, but he still hesitates in the face of such a weird scene that exceeds his cognitive ability.

In the face of the unpredictable unknown, normal people will be timid.

After all, the most terrifying thing is the unknown.

Gin stood firm, and the previous wavering has been firmly taken back. Now it seems that it is still the familiar cold-faced handsome guy who is in charge of the winery: "Give it to him."

"Oh." Vodka obediently handed over his mobile phone.

After all, compared to Gin, who can directly communicate with the boss, and Bourbon, an intelligence guy, and Vodka, as an assistant partner, the things in the phone are safer than both of them.

With its long arms, the white artificial life passed the mobile phone over the heads of the researchers to Qiye. Like a big brother, the huge shadow hit the faces of the people below, bringing an indescribable sense of oppression.

Some researchers touched it without fear of death, and some researchers couldn't accept that there is magic in this world, and fell into autism.

Qiye got the phone: "What's the password?"

I have handed in my mobile phone, is there still a password?Vodka obediently reported a series of numbers.

Gin hasn't conceded yet!

He has been thinking of a way to break the situation - even though normal people have basically given up treatment in the face of this crazy and rational scene, he is still persisting, trying to bring the control back to his side.

"Do you want to contact the BOSS?" Qin Jiu looked at Qiye coldly, "There is no BOSS's contact information in that phone, and the BOSS will not just because of one or two hostages—"

"Hello? It's me." Qiye had already connected the phone, "Well, I'm sorry, it was different from the plan, and I made my own decisions a little... Ah, yes, the agreed code - Holmes' disciple."

Gin: "...?"

Who the hell is this guy calling?

"You are so cautious. You clearly said that you don't have to worry about my... location. I was blindfolded when I came here, but judging from the astrology I saw before entering, it is probably in a forest at this location..."

Vodka: "...??? Can astrology be judged to such a fine level?"

"Well, Paracelsus is also a well-known astrologer... plus, magic." Jiang Guling struggled to spit out this unscientific word, "It is not impossible to achieve this level... "

"If you want to be more specific..." Qiye who was on the phone looked at Fugu Ling.

Jiang Guling was not as entangled as Gin, he judged that the person Qiye contacted must be a good person, so he reported the address without hesitation.

"Hey, Bourbon!"

"I'm an intelligence officer. It's not a joke to get punched by that kind of thing. Besides, people know magic. I really want to know if there is a way. I think it's better to tell him directly." He explained with a change of expression, "No matter who is here, at least there is some progress. It's better than staying here with this kind of thing all the time?"

"........."

Qiye communicated with Conan about the situation, then hung up the phone.

"Well, next time, you may need to sleep for a while."

Qiye held the mobile phone in one hand and propped up the experimental table with the other, and said something that seemed to be a real shady thing. At first glance, people who didn't know thought that the other people were weak, pitiful, helpless and innocent victims captured by Frankenstein.

Gin quietly gripped the gun tightly.

It's okay to cooperate, but if he loses consciousness and completely hands over the initiative to others, forget it.

According to the information that Bourbon handed in before, this guy had configured a particularly effective drug on the airship... But there is no sealed test tube on the table?

Out of caution, Gin held his breath and passed out.

Jiang Gu Ling, who was the first to come into contact with drug information, of course also held his breath, but when he noticed that Gin Jiu, who had done the same action as him, still passed out, he was stunned for a moment.

In less than three seconds, only Jiang Gu Ling and Qi Ye were awake in the entire underground.

"Don't hold your breath...I'm not drugged."

Qiye comforts Jiang Guling.

Jiang Gu Ling was not comforted at all, because unknown methods were more dangerous to him.

"I used drugs before because there were too many ordinary people present... Now that I have exposed my identity, I will certainly not use such troublesome methods again." Qiye explained.

Jiang Guling: "..."

Is drug addiction a troublesome means for you...

The psychological endurance of the public security policeman is not covered. He quickly adjusted his mentality and asked, "So, what do you want to do by keeping me here on purpose? Mr. Paracelsus?"

"Don't be so nervous." Qiye put down Vodka's cell phone, "I have no ill intentions towards you... just like you have always had no ill will towards me."

"...What do you mean." Jiang Guling faintly felt that something was wrong, "You don't like being pointed at with a gun, do you? I was the first to do this. Are you sure I have no ill intentions towards you?"

"Well, do you still have to hide it now? The FBI will come soon..." Qiye pondered, "I thought you would use this opportunity to call your people."

Jiang Guling: "...?!"

——Has his identity as a fake wine been exposed? !Don't tell him it's astrology too!