Chapter 302 Clones

Behind the heavy iron gate seems to be a tropical rainforest, with wildly growing vines entangled in every corner of the escalators, railings and metal equipment, with thin green leaves and tentacles sprouting from the ends, as well as various tiny flowers.

A man in black was playing the sweet "Piano Concerto No. 1" on the piano on a high platform entangled with vines in the middle. He seemed completely unaware that the door behind him was opened, and a new guest came to visit. Immerse yourself in your own playing.

Fingel was the first to step into the room. Lu Mingfei and Alexander Bunin followed him, while Chu Tianjiao and Ling stayed outside the door, alerting them to possible attacks.

"Give him a few shots?"

Fingel asked Lu Mingfei with his eyes, eager to try the PKP he held in his hand.

Lu Mingfei stared at the man's back for a moment, then glanced at Bunin, who was trembling next to him with a frightened face, and shook his head.

In the past, there would have been no need for Fingel to ask. He would have just raised his hand and smashed the opponent's head. There was no need to communicate with the heretics and aliens;

But now Lu Mingfei is much calmer, and the information controlled by the enemy is more valuable than his life.

At this time, the last note of Tchaikovsky's piano music fell. The man finished his playing and stood up from the piano. He turned around gracefully and bowed to everyone, like a man who wanted to thank the audience for their support. pianist.

Fingel was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously turned his head to look at Bunin, and then glanced at the man on the stage. He wanted to rub his eyes to see clearly - because the man's face was almost exactly the same as Alexander Bunin's, but the other man was The younger, "factory new" version.

"Everyone is welcome to travel thousands of miles to come here." His voice was young and magnetic, but also full of maturity and cunning, and he seemed not to feel any nervousness at all.

"I remember this is not the time for the auction, right? You brought so many guests here, do you want to take something from me? My dear Mr. Shepherd."

Young Alexander Bunin's eyes briefly glanced from Fingel and Lu Mingfei, and finally stopped at the old man who did not dare to raise his head and look directly at him.

"Who are you?" Lu Mingfei frowned slightly. Apart from his age, the biggest difference was that Bunin beside him was a mortal;

The other party has excellent dragon blood in his body and is a mixed race.

"Good question, Mr. Young Mercenary," young Bunin said with a faint smile on his lips, "I would like to formally introduce myself, Alexander Bunin. The person next to you is my clone. I am in the outside world. spokesperson, and also my ‘shepherd dog’.”

Clone? Cloning technology?

Lu Mingfei frowned even more tightly. This was an ancient name in that dark universe. Today, the human empire generally calls this kind of artificial life technology created by genetic engineering "replicators."

After all, this is the Dark Age of Technology that has experienced the pinnacle of human technology. It is not unusual for the human empire to possess this kind of technology through remnants or archeology, and it is often used——

For example, the source of the "servitors" and "wetware" of the hybrids of Imperial men and machines are clones. The brain clusters of some large machine souls and the "bio-farms" that cultivate and store Astartes superhuman organs also come from clones. ; In addition, the parchment consumed by the human empire like a bottomless pit also comes from this genetic engineering (because it is "parchment" paper)...

However, according to Lu Mingfei's understanding, the Human Empire prohibits the use of replicator technology to create self-aware individuals, whether they are humans or Astartes. This will involve "where the human soul comes from" and "the impact of all human beings". "The blasphemy of the God of Machines Ohm Messiah" "the serious blasphemy of the creation of the great God Emperor" and a series of other problems that can easily cause big trouble for oneself...

In short, don't touch it.

Unexpectedly, such forbidden technology appeared in my hometown at the beginning of the third millennium... Should it be destroyed and destroyed, or should it be preserved and handed over to the Emperor for use?

"I want a product, save me...save your daughter. She has already started to show the early symptoms and needs a product to help her baptize and live better."

While Lu Mingfei was thinking, the old Bunin's tone was extremely humble and pitiful. He knelt down and begged the young Bunin.

"Stand up, don't kneel!" Fingel became anxious, and with all his strength, he directly pulled Old Bunin up and cursed in a low voice:

"Damn! You're so humble and you're embarrassing us! Did we come all the way here to hear you say this?"

The young Bunin was amused with a "puff", and he didn't know whether it was because of Fingel's words or the old Bunin's plea. He said leisurely:

"You know how the Scots herd sheep, right? Raise a few sheepdogs, and each one can help herd hundreds of sheep. The owner only needs to feed the sheepdogs. When the sheepdogs get old and can no longer run, the owner There will be a new batch of strong dogs, the master will still be the master, and the sheep will still be the sheep.”

"Your existence is to help the master herd the sheep, but you suddenly came to me to ask for a precious commodity, just like a sheepdog telling the owner that I want to eat a sheep for dinner today... Do you think this is wrong? Is it possible?"

"But that's your daughter! Your child! Are you just going to watch her wither at her most beautiful age?!" Old Bunin raised his head and roared, his face bleak and gloomy.

"Yes, Christina is my daughter, but what does this have to do with your clone?" Little Bunin's smile became sarcastic and teasing, "Do you really think of yourself as her father? Indoctrinate me into you Do you regard those memories as your own experiences? I bet you haven’t even touched Kopnitskaya’s beautiful body.”

"Yes... I am indeed not her father, but she... is my daughter." Old Bunin just said sadly.

"Wait a minute! Can I ask a question?" Fingel suddenly raised his hand, interrupting this somewhat painful scene with an alternative and philosophical theme.

"Of course, just ask." Xiao Buning smiled with the generosity of a host.

"If he is a sheepdog... then you are the real master behind the scenes?" Fingel asked his question with a malicious smile on his lips.

Little Buning was about to answer, but suddenly he found that the young man next to old Buning suddenly woke up and looked at him. His sharp and oppressive eyes made him feel that as long as he dared to say "yes", the other person would not care. He killed himself without hesitation; he subconsciously chose to follow his instincts, and the words "no" came out of his mouth.

Fingel laughed out loud: "Look at how you're pretending, and you're all pissed off by me. You're still a dog after all this time! Since we're all dogs, let's stop hurting each other!"

"..." Xiao Buning's face turned a little gloomy, "Forget it, communicating with you is a waste of time."

He clapped his palms, and something came out from under the dense vines.

Fingel was so startled by the thing that he took a breath of cold air - it was a fierce dog covered with black and gold scales and obviously mixed with dragon blood. However, given its current size, it was difficult to use it as a dog. No matter how you call it, its size and weight are visually larger than that of an adult male lion. A pair of dark golden pupils the size of copper bells stare at all living creatures in the field of vision with bloodthirsty desire.

Then the second, third, fourth... A total of twelve such bloodthirsty monsters emerged from this tropical rainforest-like room.

Chu Tianjiao outside the door wanted to come in to support, but in the long and narrow passage behind them, two dragon-blooded dogs were also walking towards them.

"Although I don't know how much you know about the 'Immortality Project', I will introduce it to you." Young Bunin admired the frightened expressions on Fingel and Old Bunin's faces, "The genetically engineered biological weapons from the 'Immortality Project' , codenamed 'Cerberus', this is the best and most controllable generation. You are fortunate to be their first food. Of course you can try to resist with the guns in your hands. Under normal circumstances, if you want to eliminate them, you must have a An equal number of armored forces..."

When Xiao Buning glanced at Lu Mingfei's face, he was stunned for a moment. The other party was also staring at him indifferently.

The next second, he watched in horror as lava as dazzling as gold flowed out of the young man's pupils, as if a prehistoric beast had been awakened by him, but it was different from the gold that symbolized his apex predator. Zhitong made his mind fall into a swamp, and his breathing almost stagnated, as if he was suffocating like a drowning person.

The "blood of God" and "super serum" that he was so proud of were completely ineffective... In other words, it was precisely because of his "blood of God" that he was extremely panicked and frightened in front of this young man, to the point where he... It takes a lot of energy to keep yourself from fainting.

As for those hellhounds that were more ferocious in appearance than lions, no matter how ferocious and bloodthirsty they were, they did not dare to open their teeth in front of the astonishing dragon power... They all whimpered and lowered their ferocious heads, kneeling He lay on the ground shivering.

"Who is he? Who is he?! What's going on with this terrible mental oppression?!"

Even though Xiao Buning roared in his heart countless times, he still couldn't get his answer, and his body fell to his knees under the terrifying pressure - this was a great shame for him.

Old Bunin seemed to have been pardoned and was not affected at all. A few seconds ago, he was as frightened as a frightened old dog because of himself and the Cerberus. Now he cannot understand what is happening in front of him.

Xiao Buning watched Lu Mingfei slowly walk forward and made a gesture silently. The German replied with an OK gesture to express his acceptance, and once again revealed to him the face that he wished the hellhound would pounce on and tear into pieces immediately. After his disgusting smile, he made a weird gesture and smiled weirdly:

"HEN—SHIN!"

Fingel seemed to have been looking forward to this moment for a long time, enjoying the moment of his transformation showing off the first stage of his external dragon scale armor shell - of course he was absolutely safe at this moment, and Captain Lu gave him enough time. .

Just like Chu Zihang's transformation stage, Fingel's clothes were directly shattered by the secondary reinforced flesh. The fine villi outside his body were stimulated by the dragon blood and turned into sharp shield-shaped dragon scales, which were combined to form a package. The whole body is covered with metal armor, and the new bone tissue protrudes from the skin of the face and proliferates into a dark and cold bone mask covering the face. Only the dazzling golden light like a gas lamp can be seen in the two eye sockets...

But it's not over yet.

Different from the "Eclipse Trace" on Chu Zihang's chest that is specially prepared for launching the Word Spirit and Lord Flame, Fingel's Word Spirit and Bronze Throne will be automatically activated and directly act on the dragon scale armor;

So before the external dragon scale armor was formed, the power of the "Bronze Throne" "renovated" it in a more intuitive way. The sharp dragon scales regenerated and integrated into every part of a magnificent armor, with blue-black scales. It changes into a bronze color as if being baptized.

Unlike Chu Zihang's muscular lines that can be seen even though they are covered in scales, Fingel's entire body has been completely covered by heavy and magnificent bronze armor - in other words, the increase of the bronze throne. Making Fingel's dragon scale carapace form bigger, stronger and harder is like changing from ordinary power armor to Terminator model power armor.

At this time, his height has approached 2.4 meters, almost approaching the height of a normal Astartes (normal (referring to popular faces, cannon fodder, non-named) Astartes are generally around 2.4 meters tall), like It was like an armored chariot walking upright, with a shocking visual impact.

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but glance at his brother's armored form with some envy——

Although this is still in the experimental stage, and the follow-up surgeries, auxiliary blessings of the Word Spirit, and real power armor manufacturing have not yet been completed, it is like being the first person to be able to wear the Chapter's Terminator Armor and hold the Chapter's Seiko Sacred Artifact. Like weapons, it is an honor for warriors.

Chu Tianjiao and Ling, who were stationed outside the door, had not recovered from Lu Mingfei's astonishing dragon power, and were shocked by Fingel's sudden "dragon bloodline eroding Deadpool transformation". From his perspective, his appearance is definitely more terrifying than those hellhounds.

But as Fingel turned around and gave them a thumbs up, the golden gaslight-like eyes in the eye sockets of the thick bronze visor blinked at Zero, who couldn't help but also widened his ice blue pupils. Chu Tianjiao realized it later:

"...Could it be that my son has also been made like this by you?"

Without giving them time to explain, there was some commotion among the hellhounds who were originally oppressed by Lu Mingfei Longwei. Fingel immediately restrained his hip-hop attitude and entered fighting mode. Although he seemed clumsy, his actions were not slow at all. The palms covered with dragon scale armor were like steel fists and easily pressed down the heads of two hellhounds that had gone crazy against the dragon's power——

The collars around their necks have exploded, and the clear current visible to the naked eye is stimulating their ferocity, forcing them to resist the oppression of Long Wei and kill.

This is obviously some kind of back-up plan by Bunin.

But Fingel glanced disdainfully at Little Bunin, who was kneeling on the ground not far away. He grabbed the two hellhounds and slapped them with his hands together. Scales, blood, eyeballs... flew everywhere.

After throwing away the body of the Cerberus, his blood-stained steel palm flexibly gave Little Bunin a middle finger. Fingel continued to deal with the remaining Cerberus. Lu Mingfei increased Long Wei's pressure, and Little Bunin trembled all over. , just watching in horror as the humanoid armored monster broke the necks of those hellhounds that dared no longer resist one after another.

This is simply... a nightmare.

"Okay, tell me your story."

Lu Mingfei passed over Xiao Buning, who was kneeling and shivering, walked to the piano and sat down, and spoke indifferently.