A retired magician raises a bucket daily

No anesthetic was used during the operation this time. The cold tip of the knife slowly cut open the skin. When it entered the skin, there was a slight sound of skin and flesh splitting. The wrists bound on both sides twitched, but the body was firmly fixed. Tight, how can not move.

But this time it wasn't as bloody as last time, the vampire's resilience had a little effect, and Fergus could see that Reed's healing ability had begun to slow down the blood spilling, and the edges were slowly closing.

Reed felt soreness in the corners of his eyes. In fact, it was still painful at first, and then the painful struggle of those nerve endings also returned to calm along with the old illness in his original body.

"This is really..." Luther, who was standing aside and observing, showed a smile, "There is really something inside that the X-rays didn't reveal."

Luther bent down and looked a little closer at the dark red gem embedded in flesh and blood, which trembled with the beating of the heart below, "It looks like there is blood in it, can this be taken out?"

"Not yet, he's going to die," Fergus said. "I used a little bit of it to make a test report."

"What was detected?"

Fergus shook his head, "Nothing. The composition of this stone is unknown."

Luther's gaze fell again, and like a large blade, he sliced ​​open Reed's body bit by bit. There was a brief silence in the air before Luther said slowly, "Then the magic in his body What about the remnants? The few people found last time are all scrapped, what about him?"

"There should be some," Fergus squinted at him. "He has begun to recover, which means that those 'magic powers' are working."

As the old man said, he picked up a few pieces of fine gemstones from another table in the laboratory, and put them together into a certain container, "It just so happened that I made a device for detecting magic power, so I can see if it works."

Fergus stuck a metal clip on the finger of Reed's left hand, and another on the right hand, forming a closed loop between the container containing the gems and Reed's body, while explaining to Luthor: "If there is something on him A complete magic circuit, the magic power will run in it to complete a cycle."

As he spoke, he flipped the switch. At that moment, Reed felt a weak magic force rushing into his body from the outside. The magic circuit on his arm lit up, and the broken ones that were artificially destroyed only lit up once. , and then there were only a few light-colored lights left.

"Woo——" Reed snorted, the invading magic power pierced through his nerves sharply, his fingers couldn't help convulsing, but he still couldn't get rid of it. He felt that the sight in front of him was black for a while, the only one in the world The sound is the sound of your own heartbeat and breathing.However, the magic circuit didn't light up for a long time, and the weak magic power was quickly absorbed like a drop of water pouring into the sea, and the gemstones in the container crackled and cracked.

"Can these things be transplanted?" Luther's eyes lit up, pointing and asking Fergus.

"Unfortunately, with our current level of technology, we can't do this... I heard that there is a position in the magic society called 'tune lawyer', they can do this, but no matter what, it can be changed through magic , unless we can find a mediation lawyer, it's useless."

"What about gene cloning? Can you clone him?"

Fergus shook his head again, "His words, no way—he is a hybrid of vampire and human, and his survival depends on this rock. The chance of survival of the clone is only one in ten thousand."

Luther stared at Reed thoughtfully, "Is the magic circuit only found in the blood of magicians? Ordinary people?"

"Uh, this," Fergus only had a half-knowledge of these, at most he could understand them through the common sense in Reed's memory, but the memories he saw were just sporadic fragments. There will also be magic circuits, but without systematic learning and development, those magic circuits will not be of much use, more children born in magic families passed down from generation to generation, this depends on the aptitude of the parents."

"Bloodline inheritance?" Luthor seemed to have thought of something, he slid his finger on Reed's flat stomach and pressed it slowly, his tone was calm as if saying that the weather is not bad today, "Ah yes, Can you install an artificial womb for him? If you can't find a new magician, let him have one, and if you replace it with an artificial womb, can he also get pregnant?"

"In theory, it is possible," Fergus said staggeringly, "but his body may collapse in the middle, and it will be difficult to supply the nutrition needed by the newborn..."

His plan to accept this experiment was originally just to find a way to live a few more years from a special hybrid like a vampire magician, but Lex Luthor... this person is crazy More, it is no exaggeration to say that he is a lunatic.

"Are you scared? It looks like you're trembling." Luthor put his hand against Reed's skin, and his tone seemed to be smiling: "I was joking just now, no matter what, I can't wait for one The baby grows up and kills Superman."

Fergus breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, it is said that some of your organs have begun to fail." Luther picked up the test report of Reed's body placed next to him and flipped through it. "It's only been more than a year, Professor Fergus, give Let him replace all the useless organs, I want him to live a little longer, at least he has to live before I complete my plan."

"Okay..." Fergus lowered his head and wiped his sweat, Lex Luthor's sense of oppression was too strong, standing beside him and talking with him also felt like his heart was throbbing.

At this time, the lights in the laboratory flickered a few times, as if the voltage was not stable, and it went completely dark after a few seconds.

"Huh?" Luthor subconsciously took out his mobile phone and asked what happened. After all, the power supply of these laboratories is independent, and accidents are rare. Even if the entire city is cut off, it will not be affected.

The subordinate also quickly replied to him, "It seems that the weather is too cold, the generator is broken, and the construction team has already started repairing it."

"Understood." There were only a few sporadic light sources in the laboratory, and it was extraordinarily drowsy. After Luther hung up the phone, he was silent for a while, then shook the report in his hand, and then said to Fergus: "Professor , shall we go talk about something else?"

Fergus pressed the caller on the internal line and asked several experimenters to take Reed back. A laboratory without power support may not be safe, but the quarantine area is absolutely safe.

Reed lay on the cold metal experimental bed and waited for a while. The wound had healed, and his physical strength had recovered a little, but he moved his arm vigorously, and the restraint belt was still tightly wrapped around his body. He still couldn't leave here.

"Wind." Reid's voice now is dry and hoarse, like a stone grinding rough ground.The thin wind element hundreds of meters underground responded to his call, but the magic power was not enough, and the wind blades gathered into a faint shape and scattered in all directions.

The magician helplessly relaxes his body, and he will be able to...

The tranquilizing spray that Fergus sprayed on his upper body before he left had some effect. He was forced to close his eyes due to exhaustion and pain. The vampire’s keen hearing could hear the chaotic footsteps outside through the metal gate, and the air when humans talked in low voices. The trembling in the heart, and perhaps more distant, the sound from the surface of the earth, the snow falls, the lake freezes, and the hoarfrost blows on the branches...

He fell into a strange illusion, at the junction of a dream but not a dream, no matter what direction he walked, there was a mist, and there was a steep unknown under his feet, and he stepped on a precarious stone, as if he fell over Next, the balance will be broken, and the colorful bubbles will break one by one.

The door opened and closed, the electric door was cut off and could not be used, only the side door could be opened, and there was a crisp sound when the door was closed.Someone walked towards him quietly, and Reed caught a very familiar breathing pattern, which was a little hazy because he was wrapped in an isolation suit.

The hand in the white rubber glove gently touched his body, and he unbuttoned the restraint belt. As soon as the imprisoned body was loosened, the small wounds on the wrists that were worn away due to the struggle quickly healed, leaving only The next part of the trace was whitened.

The buttons on the ankles were also unbuttoned, and then the white coat was buttoned up one by one by the other party. The man bent down, slowly passed his hands around the shoulder blades, propped up Reed's upper body, and then he Holding Reed's back, as if he was dealing with a fragile glass product, he asked softly, "Is there any discomfort?"

The voice sounded very fuzzy through the white isolation cloth, but the voice was so familiar that before Reed's chaotic thoughts had time to react, tears welled up in his eyes. With a grievance that he couldn't explain clearly, Reed was out of breath because of crying, and Reid took a few quick breaths before grabbing the other person's clothes and whispering: "It hurts, it hurts... ..”

The other party panicked for a moment, as if he didn't expect that he would see Reed like this, and suddenly he was a little flustered, trying to wipe away the tears that flowed down with his hands, and took off the isolation suit in a panic after stretching halfway.

The appearance of the vampire crying was also silent, only the sound of shallow breathing, the eyelashes trembling slightly, shaking off a few drops of warm liquid, the warm brown eyes stared over blankly, and the pale face appeared because of tears. A little bloody.

He wiped it off with his fingers, but the tears couldn't stop, so he could only lean closer and kiss his eyes with his lips, kissing away those salty tears, he pressed against Reed's side face, his dry lips were soaked by tears Wet, he whispered: "Don't cry, don't cry, I don't know what to do when you cry."

For a split second, a thought even crossed his mind: Whatever cyborgs, genetic experiments, Lex Luthor, he's going to blow this place up.

Around the laboratory, there are only signs of safety exits in the corner and the dark red lights on several formalin jars. The flashlight was left aside when entering the door, but when the other party opened the zipper of the isolation suit, When the hood was removed, Reed could still see his face clearly.

You can see those beautiful dark green eyes.

His hair was wet, and after taking off the isolation suit, he still carried the cold breath outside, but he was still warm when he hugged him.

He looked as if he had traveled through a snowstorm to meet me.