"Look ..."

"A living regular **** ..."

"Don't make a noise, don't startle him, let us quietly approach from behind, take a bite, and slip away."

Jiang Lulu wiped his saliva, blinked, and whispered some crazy words.

rear.

Dr. Sang was expressionless and had become accustomed to Jiang Lulu's unique ideas.

Instead, he felt that Jiang Lulu was kind.

In terms of experimental value, I am afraid that it is only the seventh day of the contemporary era of the **** Tang Hong ... Dr. Sang watched Jiang Lulu take a small step closer to the normal flower type **** of the heyday.

The unusually small Jiang Lulu, bouncing, was only 1.4 meters tall.

It can be said that throughout the world, there are almost no such short dwarfs—every dreadful person must break the limits of the five major elements of the human body in all aspects. Even if he is born short, he will grow taller a little.

but……

Jiang Lulu is completely different.

The flesh and blood body incorporates divine power, which is why Dr. Sang named him the God Eater.

"Last month, when Jiang Lulu was still golden red, he participated in the experiment of 'food **** bones'. It was not just the birth of the devotion of the gods. His body also changed unpredictably, like a simplified version of the artificial **** Fang Nanxun."

"Imitate the enemy ..."

"Draw on the enemy ..."

"Even if the enemy is not human ..."

"It turns out my idea is not wrong."

Dr. Sang's eyes flashed with contemplation. For example, these large divine colliders borrowed from the structure of Divine Breath.

For another example, the nineteen-type device, a medical device that uses the body of the **** to raise the human body, borrows the relevant characteristics of the "body of the **** without injury".

There are also fetish resources, down to the secondary fetish, and up to the ultimate fetish. The raw materials are all **** bones, which are created by mixing a small amount of gold.

And speaking of the ultimate fetish ...

Dr. Sang flashed the fortitude of Niu Hechuan, the chief instructor of the special training camp organized by the Yellow River.

Niu Hechuan began a long practice.

The ultimate fetish is completely different from the small blue bottle and the large blue bottle. Its beneficial effects, such as flowing water, do not erupt immediately.

Therefore, taking the ultimate fetish and launching an impact to a higher level, Niuchuan needs time.

"Unfortunately."

"Referring to comprehensive data, Niu Chuan's probability of success is not high."

Subjectively, of course, I hope Niu Hechuan will succeed.

However, Dr. Sang has always insisted on an objective attitude of seeking truth from facts.

The plan belongs to the plan. The plan is always ideal. The reality is often cold. After comprehensive evaluation, the Yellow River Organization Niu Hechuan has little hope.

This also proves that the summer prologue is slowly opening.

Plans start one by one ...

There are successes and failures, and even successful plans may not work ...

In five months, the collective effort of all human beings will make multiple plans beyond everyone's imagination.

"The real deity."

"It will die."

Dr. Sang's gaze flashed insanely.

It returned to normal at the next moment.

it's wired……

What happened to me recently ...

From time to time, headaches are getting worse and worse, as if I have forgotten something important, but I have no impression. Has anyone used a memory eraser for me?

"Nothing."

"Heir candidate, I have found a good one, absolutely no problem." Dr. Sang slowly raised his head and saw Jiang Lulu climbing his small hand, biting the golden leaf of the Qiqihua type conventional god.

‘It hurts! ‘Jiang Lulu ’s big eyes seemed to be bursting into tears. It really hurts.

With the suppression of a large divine collider, the range of Divine Breath is less than twenty centimeters, and even the entire divine body is completely immobile, like a sacred sculpture, solidified in the center of the mercury round platform.

But Jiang Lulu went up to eat the body.

It is inevitable that they will suffer tremendous damage from the body.

'I do not care! ‘Jiang Lulu's eyes flashed back and forth, with small mouths closed, white teeth closed, and biting on the golden leaf severely, but they could n’t bite.

Suddenly, she seemed to see Niu Hechuan jump off again.

Suddenly, she seemed to see Tang Hong's lonely back standing on the sunset horizon, sitting alone.

Recalling Guo Bojun's helpless bitter smile, recalling Xiao Ziyun's raised chin, Jiang Lulu's petite and exquisite body erupted with unparalleled strength, his obsession with his will, his flesh with his divine power, and the whole person seemed like a golden glittering crystal.

What if I'm a fool ...

I don't want to see people smile with tolerance ...

The world is so big and so many oracles, take a bite today.

next moment.

All thoughts disappear, all memories are buried once again in the heart, at the moment when everything is silent, earth-shaking golden irises are in full bloom, like a flower like a tree, a star like a moon, like a reincarnation.

Layers of golden light circle around Jiang Lulu, erupting instantly, and converge and return to the body.

Bang!

Jin Chancan's people are full of beauty and small body.

‘Oh! ’

‘Attack Attack! ’

Click.

There was a gap in that gold leaf.

At the notch, the small tooth print is like announcing the birth of [God Eater] to the world! !!

"it is good."

Dr. Sang laughed.

At the same time, the conventional **** screamed, and the petite body with short golden hair fell to the ground softly.

[Black Confidential: Experimental Archive God Eater]

[Record time: 2:53 pm on January 29th]

[Record subject: Jiang Lulu of the Yellow River, code-named God Eater; a regular **** of the heyday of the strange flower type]

[Recording process: After the entrance of the **** body, Jiang Lulu seriously injured the coma; it was observed that part of the **** body was missing, and the conventional **** appeared for the first time with convulsions, and the divine power was slightly lost. Conventional God Minor Injury, Non-Healing Injury, Continuous Weakening of God Body]

[Recording Results: Successful]

[Follow-up: It is expected that the actual combat test will continue after one week ... Will the conventional **** be seriously injured? 】

——

A laboratory with silver walls.

On the long table, a small book was spread out, and Dr. Sang recorded key information.

"High latitudes, high-temperature weapons, have a chance to weaken their gods."

"What's the difference between a **** eater and taking a part of the **** body? Why does it hurt the **** body?"

"Can the God Eater copy?"

"The flesh is full of divine power?"

"The theory of obsessions has been added to the belief system. It will cast beliefs with obsessions and weaken the top threshold. It is foreseeable that the number of top extraordinary people will usher in explosive growth."

Summarized five messages.

Dr. Sang helped with silver-framed glasses, his eyes moved up and down a little, and fell on Article 4, which was the most incomprehensible.

There is such a thing.

The flesh body is part of the **** body.

Does this symbolize some unknown relationship between the two?

The amount of information is too little. Dr. Sang shook his head and couldn't make a judgment: "But I have a bold guess. It should be enough for a heavenly file."

Dr. Sang had no idea what was recorded in the heavenly file.

It's important to just remember the Heavenly Archives-only the truth that is involved in this divine war is eligible to enter the Heavenly Archives.

"Record it."

Dr. Sang secretly made a decision and scanned over a dozen scientific assistants in the eye laboratory.

Just standing up, a research assistant greeted him: "Is there anything we can do for you?"

"I'm going to rest, you guys continue." Dr. Sang watched the people sort out the data and write the experiment report. He went to the rest room in the corner of the lab. This was a separate room.

Some people also suggested entering the room to help clean it up.

After Dr. Sang refused in anger, no one mentioned the cleaning of the room again.

As for when the lounge is isolated, it goes back to a long time ago ... Close the room door, and lock both the mechanical lock and the electronic lock. Dr. Sang ran to the bedside, took out the laptop, and after a while Repeated verification, and finally entered the computer interface of the private account.

"Day archives ..."

"Enter message ..."

The light in the lounge is a bit dim. If someone looks up, they will find that it is not a light, but a night pearl is glowing, and there is a heating device next to it to provide luminous energy.

The whole room was quiet.

Can't see any furnishings.

The pillows on the bed were sew with sleazy red flowers.

The light quilt on the bed was brown ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Dr. Sang opened it, sat by the window, holding the personal laptop, clicked with the mouse, and entered the heavenly file.

Just clicked in.

A blood red prompt box popped up.

"Who sets the prompt box?"

"Is it me?"

Dr. Sang crooked his curious head.

Hey!

The computer screen is in darkness again!

This is not a black screen, but simply no light, and then a little light gradually approaches ...

Slowly appeared alone ...

Dr. Sang in the past sat with a red candle in front of the camera.

"Everyone has divinity."

"including me."

On the screen, Dr. Sang looked tired and expressionlessly and quietly said, "After reading, don't forget to forget ... I discovered that a different space may not be another world for human speculation."

Having said that.

Dr. Sang no longer spoke.

From the side, the woman sighed, and the figure appeared within the range of candlelight.

By faint candlelight, she can see that she looks very ordinary and unremarkable. She has several freckles on her left face, black shawl with long hair, and hair like a waterfall. I do n’t know how long it has been stored. luster.

Out of the darkness.

She has long hair around her fingertips.

In history ... the extraordinary is the first genius! !!

In that era, she was so radiant that with her own strength, she turned the war of God, which she was about to lose, into a stubborn twist, delaying for two years, and winning the most precious development time for the extraordinary.

"Today is the ninth day of the ultimate experiment."

"I volunteer for surgery."

The first day I gazed at the camera, the tone of that smile was especially gentle: "I am not alone."