"She is a murderer who killed sixteen high school students in three years by relying on her weak appearance."
The elevator was descending rapidly, and Samurai Wakatsuki explained to Shirodo Kagami in a maddening silence.
Bai Tangjing did not comment on this reason.
When all the prisoners on death row are used up and the experiment still requires consumables, shouldn’t those who have committed less serious crimes also be used?
Thinking at the extreme, if all the criminals are exhausted, will humans driven by greed stop?
Therefore, once human experiments begin, the bottom line will inevitably slip.
But the only comfort in Bai Tangjing's heart is...
When the things these insects do make me feel intolerably disgusting, I should be able to use these fists to blast away all their ignorant bastards!
"What's in that jar are the skin fragments of Godzilla?"
Bai Tang Jing, who was no longer confused, asked Wakatsuki
"Yes, I found it from the battle scene." Wakatsuki's tone became more relaxed after he stopped talking about moral issues.
"I think Dr. Yingchu thinks he wants to sew it directly to the body. Is it that simple?"
"It's not as simple as it looks." Wakatsuki introduced it to Bai Tang Jing.
"The first is to weaken Godzilla's organization. The original flesh and blood is too powerful. That's how the monsters you visited came to be. They were completely eroded by the power of flesh and blood."
"Just a small dose of the faint yellow liquid in the jar is enough to dissolve the flesh of an ordinary person. Godzilla's flesh and blood would have to be soaked in it for a week before it could barely be used."
"Then, there is the weakening of the human immune system. This is very simple, similar to organ transplantation."
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"Then what? It's gone?"
Bai Tangjing looked at Wakatsuki in astonishment.
Such a project that can almost reconstruct the human scientific system has just ended here?
Samurai Wakatsuki crossed his arms and leaned against the wall of the elevator.
It seems like a smile but not a smile.
"Bai Tang, the resources and R&D capabilities of this laboratory are undoubtedly the strongest in the world today. Do you think they can make something like this in this month?"
Bai Tangjing nodded secretly.
No matter what, this kind of project, which can be said to be funded by the whole country, should not have such a rough process.
But Wakatsuki's next words shattered Hakudō Kyō's concept.
"Yes, they made these things."
Before Bai Tang Jing could ask any more questions, Samurai Wakatsuki looked into his eyes with conviction.
"Because, the remaining part is no longer something that today's science can solve."
The light in the elevator suddenly brightened.
The boy's pupils automatically adjusted their focus in an instant and completed the adaptation.
What caught the sight of the two people in the elevator was a huge underground base!
The dome is about thirty meters above the ground and covers an area of about one square kilometer.
The light is emitted from large lighting equipment on several load-bearing columns.
Good planning makes the entire underground base look like daylight.
The apparently tidy research section is separated from the noisy and fierce combat section.
On one side were white coats coming and going, and on the other were United States soldiers patrolling in armored vehicles with guns drawn.
At the boundary of the underground base, there is still room for continuous expansion of construction machinery.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise!
Even the roar of the armored vehicles of the warhead and the noise of thousands of soldiers could not cover up the loud noise!
Accompanying this loud noise was a huge cylindrical sandbag with a bottom diameter of two meters, which was so hard that it tore off the iron chain.
It exploded nearly ten meters high in the air!
Bai Tangjing looked at the blown sandbags and licked the corners of his mouth involuntarily.
Revealing his pale teeth.
This is by no means a power that mere humans can possess.
Not even muscular monsters like Samurai Wakatsuki or Julius!
"Come again!"
“Come again!!!”
A heroic roar like the roar of a tiger came from the place where the sandbag flew out.
A lot of people have gathered there.
"Master has started again."
Samurai Wakatsuki, who walked down the elevator with the Shirodo mirror, felt a headache looking at the direction where the crowd was gathering.
"Oh? Your master? I remember that the master of the Shenxin Guild Hall is Yuchi Duipou?"
"Yes." Wakatsuki's expression showed unabashed pride. "The [Tiger Sha] who once killed a Siberian tiger with his bare hands was my master."
The two of them squeezed into the crowd of spectators.
Most of them are soldiers of the United States, energetic and lively, and they are cheering at the top of their necks.
After passing through the crowd, there was a man whose presence was too strong to be ignored, standing in the open space in the center of the venue.
That was a majestic and stocky bald man.
Even if he is wearing a loose and large karate suit, his tight muscles can still stretch the clothes to the point where they feel like they are about to burst!
The bulging veins either crawl up the bald head or burst out from the muscles.
He just put his hands on the black belt around his waist and looked around with a wicked smile.
Just looking at each other.
Just the meeting of eyes!
Let this group of soldiers of the United States, who are running rampant all over the world, immediately shrink their necks like quails!
Taking advantage of the man's turn, Bai Tangjing's eyes caught it.
Inside the loose karate uniform, on the sinewy chest, there is a piece of reptilian-like skin embedded there!
And the surrounding surgical marks are unusually light.
This abnormality is not due to the surgeon's skill and ability to hide the hideous nature of the wound.
It's as if that piece of skin is integrating into the human body!
"Ha! Samurai! You are back. Is this the friend who once crushed you?"
A strong arm came from behind and wrapped around the shoulders of Bai Tangjing, who was observing the bald man.
The handsome young man's face approached with unabashed vile amusement.
"Would you like to play with the 'monster' who was able to throw a sonic punch more than a month ago?"
The emphasis in this sentence is "more than a month ago", which means that he can also punch at the speed of sound now?
Bai Tangjing, who had long noticed the person coming behind him, did not panic at all.
But the arm that hugged him didn't seem to be waiting for his answer. It just bulged its muscles and was about to clamp his neck and pull him away.
At this moment, an arm with an even more exaggerated arm circumference blocked the arm that was resting on the young man's shoulder.
The palm with a thick callus grasped the young man's wrist.
Under the astonishing grip strength, the overlapping flesh of the two made a sound like the friction of cooked cowhide.
"Katsumi, did I warn you? Don't do anything to the newcomers! If you violate it"
The bald man spoke foolishly alone, his tone was like an old father who was worried about his son's moral education.
But that face already had a distorted expression of climax for the coming violence!
And his son, Katsumi Yuchi, responded with the same impatient tone.
"I completely forgot about this! Dad, I have no choice but to make your fists work harder."
Yudi Katsumi released Bai Tangjing's arm on his shoulder without any delay and stepped forward.
He approached his father full of expectation.
"So," among the crowd, Bai Tangjing crossed his arms and said calmly, "I was treated as a gimmick by that kid to start a war with my father?"
"I'm very sorry." Wakatsuki bowed and apologized to the boy with an embarrassed look on his face, "Master, he and Katsumi are such martial arts idiots who don't take others seriously, plus..."