Alabasta's army has no habit of collecting corpses. The corpses torn apart by the fierce artillery fire are equivalent to the ruins of buildings. .

The vast and rolling yellow sand is an inexhaustible cemetery. The foraging venomous scorpions clambered and gnawed as if they were exploring a map, making tooth-stinging noises.

rustling...

The gnawing poisonous insects suddenly stopped moving, the ugly belly-eyes reflected the flowing sand sea, and then fell from the corpse on the sand and crawled away in panic, the dense sound of vibrating carapace wings and the kind of sound that came from the desert. The sound from below resonates...

rustling, rustling, hissing, hissing...

The sound became louder and louder, the horrifying sound of scalp tingling filled with cold malice, and the dark yellow sand surface was strangely wrinkled and cracked, like a piece of dry and wrinkled horrible tree bark from the bottom of the desert. Slowly drilled and revealed, countless silk threads pierced through the flesh of the corpse exposed on the battlefield, and swept away the poisonous insects and scorpions that were foraging for food and fleeing.

Under the dark night sky, it was quiet and cold, and the horror that no one could see seemed to have hiccups. Satisfied, it drilled back to the bottom of the desert, and the rancid smell and residual blood of the entire battlefield were swept away.

The silence is terrifying!

In the depths of the thick desert, the tentacles woven by countless thick and knotted silk threads are like the intertwined roots of old trees firmly grasping the rock formation at the bottom of the sand. Below the rock formation is a huge labyrinth that continues to expand. , as if the endless dark lair is devouring everything all the time.

In the darkness, he was a man who was nearly 3 meters tall, with thick black long hair extending to his heels, his pupils were dyed jet black, there was no white eye at all, and there was a dark birthmark on the exposed skin on his neck. , There was an inexplicable breath all over his body, as if the flow rate of the air around him was faster than other places, and the black hair at the heel was shaken by the air.

Second Brood - Pyramid Guardian: Accelerator.

During the quiet walk, the surrounding silk threads devoured and decomposed the dead flesh and corpses into nutrients with a "hissing" sound like chicken blood, which was continuously transported back to the base of the pyramid.

The ticking nutrients are like taps that open the gates one by one, poured into the biochemical pool, and then absorbed and consumed by the mother nest at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Several catheters connected with precision instruments above the biochemical tank are inserted into the superficial layer of the biochemical tank, and a part of the biochemical liquid is extracted and transported to the experimental bench in the center. Various probes are inserted into the body, and the physiological data indicated by various radio waves are observed and recorded on the instruments next to it.

Surrounding the experimental bench were Kureha with excited hair and Adams with flickering electronic eyes. They were holding a notebook in each hand, frantically recording and analyzing the data presented by various experiments, and then put their hands down at the same time. notebook picks up experimental equipment.

"The 27th experiment of biochemical fluid and rust cultivation warehouse continues to move down!"

At the same time as the voice fell, Kureha held a scalpel and cut off the heart valve exposed to the subject's field of vision like lightning, while Adams' robotic arm on the other side responded smoothly, piercing the head like an injected probe. Deep inside the heart valve, a section of nanoparticle rust fluid is injected and pushed into it.

"Push in!"

Kureha, who had been prepared for a long time, quickly sutured the heart valve tissue like a needle and lead, and the sutures were perfectly aligned. The seemingly simple operation can actually disassemble the heart so quickly, accurately and without error, and then sew it up in a short time. The ability of people who can complete it in this world is afraid that they can count on one hand.

And almost at the moment when Culeha took the sewing needle and thread, Adams' mechanical fingers were almost connected into an afterimage, and countless fine metal probes adhered to the vascular tissue of the heart.

Drop drop drop...

A rapid alarm sounded from the observation instrument, and the transformant who was under deep anesthesia on the experimental bench began to twitch violently, and the heart was stained with iron pulp-like rust as if it was polluted. Dead, but the transformants transformed by the mother hive have long since transcended the concept of simple carbon-based life. Although there is still a strong stress rejection reaction, the indicators representing the movement of life are still tenacious. resist.

"It is expected that after 17 minutes, the heart rate will stop beating first."

Adams glanced at the heart rate map and frowned, Kureha also glanced sideways and then turned his eyes back to the heart wrapped in "iron slurry", the rusty water that was squirming out from the heart's flesh membrane. , and the whole heart is beating violently, like a fast-running pump that circulates blood to all parts of the body, and naturally there are those rust worms that divide and reproduce rapidly.

"Inject biochemical fluid!"

While talking, Adams pressed the button of the instrument next to him, and some of the biochemical fluid that had been extracted long ago was injected through the catheter. After a few breaths, the transformed body stopped convulsing, and the values ​​representing vital signs gradually returned to normal. The heart that came into view turned into a mass of silver-black sarcoma.

The black one is the transformed silk tissue~lightnovelpub.net~ The silver one is the crawling parasitic nano rust.

"It's stabilized."

Adams breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, this biochemical liquid with high concentration of activity has incredible effects. The only pity is that the amount of biochemical liquid that they are allowed to extract in their experiments every day is fixed, only about the capacity of a 500ml beaker. , once this amount is exceeded, several transformants standing next to the biochemical pool will immediately turn off the switch of the extraction conduit.

And this 500ml was divided equally between him and Kuleiha. On the one hand, it was used in the rust culture chamber experiment, and on the other hand, it was diluted for various experiments, or for observation and analysis.

After the experimental observation during this period, he and Kureha's conclusion about this biochemical liquid is still an extremely superficial answer - an active liquid with a high polymer concentration.

"You have become more and more tacit, and this is a good thing. It seems that the experiment is moving forward." Yaerlin, who has been watching silently beside him, patted his palm gently, and the progress bar and numerical value on his retina rose wildly. With an undisguised look of joy on his face, the accelerator has already controlled the extended radius of the mother nest and arrived at a fresh battlefield.