Chapter 54: Being a father is not such a good idea
“——In summary, therefore, my lord.”
Hong Suo, happily faced Lami who was listening to the report Zane said, the latter sitting in the middle with two rows of iron rings standing beside him, “The targeted gene enhancement culture experiment seems to be successful so far. The average height of my colleagues has now increased by 12%. Point six."
Lami Zane quickly calculated in his mind, "-almost reaching the average height of most other legion soldiers, and there may even be individuals who exceed it."
"Exactly so, my lord," Honso nodded, "and growing in the right places while retaining most of the original muscle mass."
"Hmm." The Potion Master raised his eyebrows in a very humane manner when he saw his original body. "As for the power armor modification part - it seems that the production capacity of the foundry and armory needs to be improved. Production capacity It’s getting more and more inadequate.”
“Your wisdom, my lord.”
“What about the gene seeds?”
“The main part of the transplanted organs of the test samples is still your steel-like excellent genes. I have inserted some selected mutant fragments into them, which helps to improve the shape of certain organs and further improve the transplanted organs. The tester’s physical fitness.”
“Exquisite skills.”
"For example, some genes now produce mutations that can accelerate wound healing. I typed this fragment into the corresponding code. In the end, about 50% of the sample recipients showed this benign mutation. Fifty percent of the samples still need more long-term follow-up observation."
"This is a good thing, you did a good job, Honso, let's have a cup of Reca coffee together?"
"With pleasure, Father."
"——By the way, Honso," Lamizane just raised the coffee cup to his mouth and asked casually, "In such a short time "Where did you get so many suitable mutated gene fragments?"
The pharmacist's confident eyes flashed for the first time.
——
At the same time.
In a separate cubicle in the pharmacist's workshop.
"Didi————" The brainwashing program has finally completed the last step.
Adalik Vannas, who was brought back from the interrogation room by Parogov afterwards, slowly opened his eyes.
In the center of the purple irises of the servant of the Prince of Darkness, the black pupils slowly shrank. There was nothing in his eyes, only the blue dim light of the medical cabin was reflected.
The Raven Guard's complexion is so white that it is almost transparent under the cold and light. His deltoid muscles now clearly show the shape of a black bird, but it is different from the shape of a black bird when it was first tattooed on Vanus. It's a little different when it's on the skin.
The bird's left foot is holding a bolt of lightning, and its right foot is holding a vague shape that looks like a key at first glance, but generally speaking, it still looks like a Raven Guard sigil.
“…”
No one is in the cubicle, and Parogov is taking care of the others outside. By the way, he recently discovered that when he suddenly broke away from the solitary internship period, When he begins to formally devote himself to the treatment of the battle brothers, if he does not wear a helmet, then all except a few people will avoid his eyes and very excitedly refuse him to take their hands, no matter what he intends to do. Do they inject or check.
This made the young pharmacist even more confused and troubled, so he now wears his helmet most of the time to work - although the patients still look very awkward and uncomfortable, at least they can continue.
So—
After a few gentle clicks and hisses of vacuum exhaust, the Raven Guard climbed out of the medical bay silently and ghostly.
Wannas' hair was messy and scattered on his pale face. His eyes were empty. He walked slowly to the door and spent a long time staring at the ceramic door, as if to identify what was blocking it. his way.
Then——
He still maintained that blank, sleepwalking look, and took a step forward - there was the existence of the ceramic steel door itself - very unlikely - the door of reality did not block him or make him bump into it - even if Nas's entire existence was like "stepping into the shadow", stepping into the depth of the shadow strip in the door gap——
——
"You (Gutai You really dare to do that! You are capable of going too far!"
Lami Zain was sitting in the pharmacist's reception room, and the Reka coffee on the table was cold. He had no intention of drinking anymore. Opposite him was Hong Suo who said, "I've done it anyway, it's over, you can either kill me or save me."
The first time he heard that answer, Lamizane felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head. He had immediately ordered LOGOS to perform the reverse audio and surveillance erasure and repair task on all channels in this room— - Lamizane knows Perturabo's habits. Due to his recent busy schedule, the Border Collie has focused his monitoring time on four times a day instead of immediately, so he has to move faster...
The Primarch frowned, put the tips of his elbows on the table, crossed his fingers, and hid the expression on the lower half of his face behind his palms. "What I ask you next, you must tell the truth, and you must not conceal or lie in every word."
"Yes, my lord, I will definitely tell you everything."< br>
"...Are you sensible again now?"
"I have always used your will as the instruction and cornerstone of all actions. My father."
"...Ahem. Without further ado, first of all, how many of these self-cultivated mixed genetic organs and tissues have you mixed into other people's bodies?"
"Everyone has it."
"Everyone has it." Personally?”
“Oh, no,” Honso sounded sincerely regretful.
“That’s not the point!” Lamizane raised his eyebrows high, “Are these implanted organizations trustworthy? Hong Suo? Are you sure they are not some kind of subspace product or a mutation tainted by conspiracy?”
"I checked it using all the ways I could."
Lami Zane felt a little relieved.
"But of course, my lord, I cannot make any guarantees about this under the watchful eye of Chaos."
"Hong! So!"
"Even The Corpse Emperor’s subordinates cannot fully guarantee these things under their strict housekeeping rituals. My lord, you are a bit harsh on me.”
"You..."
Suddenly, the iron ring robots started to move. Their mechanical pistons moved and connected with each other. Their large battle shields expanded outwards, and bright red eyes popped out of each mechanical eye. Scanning the light, the switch of the thunder hammer was turned on, and the force field crackled.
The steel machinery formed a temporary strong fortress in an instant, firmly guarding the "Fourth Primarch" who had not yet reacted in the middle.
"Please stay there, father." The Potion Master calmly drew out his twin bolter, "There is something here."
"...I know."
"It may take some time to search out."
"...I don't think so."
The two iron ring soldiers in the center obeyed the order, put away their combat shields, and looked inside After the scene, Hong Suo's pupils shrank.
Adalic Vanus, the former Raven Guard, is slowly emerging from the shadows, his purple eyes finally regaining their luster, and he is gazing with the innocence of a young bird emerging from its shell. The "Fourth Primarch" stared at him in amazement.
"Father..."
"This matter must not be taken lightly this time, Hong Suo!!!! What on earth did you have to do with your brainwashing!!!!"
Gua...... …
This outrageous sore throat... it must have been too long... the pain has not decreased at all
Let’s stop Nurgle, uncle!
Forgot to press publish again
(End of this chapter)