The old professor held the blue potion and looked into the clone's arm.
You can see the protruding blood vessels on the clone's body, and the blue medicine is constantly flowing in his body.
"ah......"
Perhaps because of the pain, the clone screamed ferociously.
His muscles gradually became bulging and were undergoing transformation bit by bit, with power constantly impacting his body.
Those specially made strong belts have already shown signs of breakage.
The professor immediately exited the laboratory, activated the switch, and sent the clone to a fighting arena.
"Roar......"
Waiting for the clone to roar, the numbers displayed on the staff's computer were soaring rapidly.
This is the amount of energy they collected. It was probably collected by them when Ning Fan was fighting at the base on the island.
Ning Fan's face was very serious, because his cultivation speed could not keep up with the speed of this technology.
They can easily copy their own power and strengthen it to a certain extent. After a while, the clones themselves may be difficult to deal with.
The clone had broken free from the bed and kept tapping the ground, discovering a steady stream of terrifying power within his body.
"Hurry up and release the first generation of biochemical humans." the old professor said.
The staff immediately pressed the switch, opened an alloy iron door, and walked out of a huge man with very strong limbs.
The body has reached more than three meters tall. It is a humanoid monster with crocodile scales covering its body.
Ning Fan's pupils shrank rapidly. The organizations of the gods were not only cloning humans, they were also researching biochemical humans, using animal genes to combine with human genes.
That's how this monster was created. They said it was the first generation experimental product, so it was a failure.
If you put it that way, their research had already begun, and the man-made plan that appeared before was just a small effort.
They don't know which generation of their clone this clone is.
"Roar!!!"
Both were monsters. They roared angrily at each other and launched attacks in unison.
The power of the biochemical man should be very strong, and he can compete with the clones.
But Ning Fan was completely wrong. Just as soon as the two sides met, the biochemical man was retreating steadily, and he couldn't even compare with the clone in terms of strength.
boom!!!
The blood splashed from the scales on the bionic body, even though he was wearing a layer of armor, was still unable to withstand the powerful body of the clone.
The cyborg roared again, but there was a trace of fear in its eyes, which was its own instinct.
Even though his body was larger than the opponent's, it gave in and kept retreating.
"Professor, the first-generation experimental subjects are no match for the sixth-generation experimental subjects. Should we terminate the experiment?"
The old professor was a little excited: "No need for the time being."
Then the old professor picked up the headset and said in a commanding tone: "Tear the enemy in front of you into pieces."
After receiving the order, the clone rushed over and fired its bow left and right at the bionic.
The opponent's body was torn apart with every punch, the skin and flesh were torn open, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and finally the biochemical man was torn into pieces.
The entire experimental site is filled with bloody minced meat. In the eyes of crazy scientists like them, this kind of experiment can make them famous in history.
But in Ning Fan's eyes, they were simply playing with fire. Powerful biological weapons had no emotions and no self-control.