"What, what kind of anti-gene potion?" At this moment, an extremely harsh voice rang out, and Feng Lang ran in staggeringly carrying a shovel.
Yao Lao glanced at him and said: "Feng Lang, what are you doing here if you don't go to work? Do you still want to try the medicine from last time?"
Feng Lang shrank his neck when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Ahem, Mr. Yao, I just came to ask you about the project."
Yao Lao ignored Feng Lang and said to Ye Qiu: "You should know how terrifying the genetic warrior is, but the genetic warrior also has its limits, and that is his size."
Ye Qiu nodded: "Yes, for genetic warriors, the biggest flaw is their size, so almost every genetic warrior selected by the Scientology Church is very tall, and after being injected with genetic medicine,
The body will directly expand several times."
"Yes, the reason why they need a huge body is because high-intensity attacks require too much energy. With the size of ordinary people, the energy that can be stored is too little, which is not enough for their actions. In fact, in the end
The candidates who are the most suitable genetic warriors should be those fat people."
Ye Qiu said thoughtfully: "But a fat man only has fat all over his body. Even if he has a large energy reserve, but he has no muscles to explode energy, he is a waste."
Jiang Yingqi said: "So, it was through your fight with the genetic warriors that we discovered their weaknesses, and based on the genetic agents you brought back, we developed an anti-gene agent, and this kind of bullet we call a hypermetabolic bullet.
It is not only effective on genetic warriors, but also has great effects on ordinary creatures."
"What a hypermetabolic bullet, it's so mysterious."
Feng Lang heard this and came over, picked up a bullet in the box, and said with suspicion: "Isn't this just an ordinary bullet?"
Ye Qiu looked at him with a half-smile, and then said, "Can you give it a try?"
Jiang Yingqi nodded, took Ye Qiu and others to the shooting range of the laboratory, and then placed a rabbit on the target.
"It's time to start."
Ye Qiu didn't hesitate, took out his gun, loaded the bullet without even looking carefully, and just fired it.
"Bang!"
A flower of blood suddenly spattered on the rabbit's retreat.
When Feng Lang saw this, he immediately whistled and said in a mean tone: "Dragon King, your marksmanship is rusty. You didn't even get a headshot with one shot..."
But halfway through speaking, Feng Lang was speechless. He suddenly opened his mouth wide and stared at the rabbit lying on the ground.
I saw the rabbit suddenly screamed, and then its body shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. A large amount of water began to flow out from all parts of the body, and then it was as if there was no skin and flesh, and the white hair became tight
Attached to the bone.
In the end, it was as if all the moisture had been sucked out of the body, leaving only a dry corpse on the spot.
"Gulu."
Feng Lang couldn't help but swallowed hard: "What's going on?"
Ye Qiu retracted his gun, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Classmate Feng Lang, I advise you to study biology."
Feng Lang turned his head stiffly and said with a dry smile: "Dragon King, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
Ye Qiu smiled,
Said: "A person's metabolic level represents the speed at which you consume energy, and this kind of bullet can increase your metabolic level by dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of times. Just imagine, when you make a small movement
, after all the energy is consumed, where will your body start to get energy from?"
"from where?"
Feng Lang swallowed.
"Sugar, fat, protein!" Ye Qiu smiled slightly, "They will be obtained from these places, but these parts are the most important components of the human body. What will happen when these things are gone?"
In fact, the target that was hit actually starved to death!
"Of course he's dead."
Feng Lang's body trembled. He understood that Ye Qiu was not unfamiliar with his shooting skills at all, but deliberately hit the rabbit's hind leg just to test the power of this bullet!
Thinking of this, Feng Lang swallowed again and looked at the bullets in his hand. The bullets that were just ordinary bullets were now almost like bombs in his eyes.
"give it to me."
Ye Qiu took the remaining 4 bullets from his hand and said to Yao Lao: "Four bullets are not enough. I need more of these bullets. Those genetic warriors of Scientology are perverts with strong bodies. It is difficult for bullets to penetrate them."
Inside the body.”
Yao Lao snorted coldly: "You think this bullet is easy to make? The materials are very difficult to collect. We have only made 5 bullets after working on it for so long!" After saying this, a rare look of pain appeared on his face.
"Such a bullet costs millions. Do you really think you can just pick it up on the street?"
When Ye Qiu heard this, the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched, his eyelids jumped, and he felt a little unbearable.
Damn, how many million per shot?
Why didn't you tell me earlier if it was so expensive?
How much does one shell cost?
Ye Qiu's eyes twitched several times, and he didn't dare to put away the remaining bullets casually. Instead, he found a box to put them in specially.
These bullets can only be reserved to deal with genetic warriors, otherwise it would be too wasteful.
Jiang Yingqi said at this time: "It's a pity that we don't have the technology for ultra-high-speed spiral bullets. Otherwise, relying on its impact force and high temperature of 3000 degrees Celsius, a single bullet can kill a genetic warrior."
Ye Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this: "Super-high-speed spiral bullets, this technology is only possessed by the Temple of War. Now that the Temple of War has been destroyed, only Ares knows about it, but now Ares has been mastered by the Scientology Church. I think
It’s impossible to know.”
"If we can get a complete bullet, it won't be a problem to hand it over to the military industry department for research."
Ye Qiu said: "Let's talk about this. The people in the War Temple may still have remaining bullets, but now I don't know where the remaining people in the War Temple have gone."
Yao Lao said: "It's up to you. Anyway, it's not us who are fighting against the genetic warriors."
Ye Qiu twitched the corner of his mouth, then picked up the box containing the blood jade worm, waved his hand and said, "Then I'll leave first. I'll take the little guy away first, and take him outside to check the situation."
After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave. Then he thought of something again and asked curiously: "By the way, who is the foreigner who took the photo? Can we still contact him?"
Yao Lao shook his head: "I don't know, I only know his last name."
"what is it call?"
"Waterston." Ye Qiu's eyes suddenly lit up.
"What, what kind of anti-gene potion?" At this moment, an extremely harsh voice rang out, and Feng Lang ran in staggeringly carrying a shovel.
Yao Lao glanced at him and said: "Feng Lang, what are you doing here if you don't go to work? Do you still want to try the medicine from last time?"
Feng Lang shrank his neck when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Ahem, Mr. Yao, I just came to ask you about the project."
Yao Lao ignored Feng Lang and said to Ye Qiu: "You should know how terrifying the genetic warrior is, but the genetic warrior also has its limits, and that is his size."
Ye Qiu nodded: "Yes, for genetic warriors, the biggest flaw is their size, so almost every genetic warrior selected by the Scientology Church is very tall, and after being injected with genetic medicine,
The body will directly expand several times."
"Yes, the reason why they need a huge body is because high-intensity attacks require too much energy. With the size of ordinary people, the energy that can be stored is too little, which is not enough for their actions. In fact, in the end
The candidates who are the most suitable genetic warriors should be those fat people."
Ye Qiu said thoughtfully: "But a fat man only has fat all over his body. Even if he has a large energy reserve, but he has no muscles to explode energy, he is a waste."
Jiang Yingqi said: "So, it was through your fight with the genetic warriors that we discovered their weaknesses, and based on the genetic agents you brought back, we developed an anti-gene agent, and this kind of bullet we call a hypermetabolic bullet.
It is not only effective on genetic warriors, but also has great effects on ordinary creatures."
"What a hypermetabolic bullet, it's so mysterious."
Feng Lang heard this and came over, picked up a bullet in the box, and said with suspicion: "Isn't this just an ordinary bullet?"
Ye Qiu looked at him with a half-smile, and then said, "Can you give it a try?"
Jiang Yingqi nodded, took Ye Qiu and others to the shooting range of the laboratory, and then placed a rabbit on the target.
"It's time to start."
Ye Qiu didn't hesitate, took out his gun, loaded the bullet without even looking carefully, and just fired it.
"Bang!"
A flower of blood suddenly spattered on the rabbit's retreat.
When Feng Lang saw this, he immediately whistled and said in a mean tone: "Dragon King, your marksmanship is rusty. You didn't even get a headshot with one shot..."
But halfway through speaking, Feng Lang was speechless. He suddenly opened his mouth wide and stared at the rabbit lying on the ground.
I saw the rabbit suddenly screamed, and then its body shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. A large amount of water began to flow out from all parts of the body, and then it was as if there was no skin and flesh, and the white hair became tight
Attached to the bone.
In the end, it was as if all the moisture had been sucked out of the body, leaving only a dry corpse on the spot.
"Gulu."
Feng Lang couldn't help but swallowed hard: "What's going on?"
Ye Qiu retracted his gun, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Classmate Feng Lang, I advise you to study biology."
Feng Lang turned his head stiffly and said with a dry smile: "Dragon King, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
Ye Qiu smiled,
Said: "A person's metabolic level represents the speed at which you consume energy, and this kind of bullet can increase your metabolic level by dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of times. Just imagine, when you make a small movement
, after all the energy is consumed, where will your body start to get energy from?"
"from where?"
Feng Lang swallowed.
"Sugar, fat, protein!" Ye Qiu smiled slightly, "They will be obtained from these places, but these parts are the most important components of the human body. What will happen when these things are gone?"
In fact, the target that was hit actually starved to death!
"Of course he's dead."
Feng Lang's body trembled. He understood that Ye Qiu was not unfamiliar with his shooting skills at all, but deliberately hit the rabbit's hind leg just to test the power of this bullet!
Thinking of this, Feng Lang swallowed again and looked at the bullets in his hand. The bullets that were just ordinary bullets were now almost like bombs in his eyes.
"give it to me."
Ye Qiu took the remaining 4 bullets from his hand and said to Yao Lao: "Four bullets are not enough. I need more of these bullets. Those genetic warriors of Scientology are perverts with strong bodies. It is difficult for bullets to penetrate them."
Inside the body.”
Yao Lao snorted coldly: "You think this bullet is easy to make? The materials are very difficult to collect. We have only made 5 bullets after working on it for so long!" After saying this, a rare look of pain appeared on his face.
"Such a bullet costs millions. Do you really think you can just pick it up on the street?"
When Ye Qiu heard this, the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched, his eyelids jumped, and he felt a little unbearable.
Damn, how many million per shot?
Why didn't you tell me earlier if it was so expensive?
How much does one shell cost?
Ye Qiu's eyes twitched several times, and he didn't dare to put away the remaining bullets casually. Instead, he found a box to put them in specially.
These bullets can only be reserved to deal with genetic warriors, otherwise it would be too wasteful.
Jiang Yingqi said at this time: "It's a pity that we don't have the technology for ultra-high-speed spiral bullets. Otherwise, relying on its impact force and high temperature of 3000 degrees Celsius, a single bullet can kill a genetic warrior."
Ye Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this: "Super-high-speed spiral bullets, this technology is only possessed by the Temple of War. Now that the Temple of War has been destroyed, only Ares knows about it, but now Ares has been mastered by the Scientology Church. I think
It’s impossible to know.”
"If we can get a complete bullet, it won't be a problem to hand it over to the military industry department for research."
Ye Qiu said: "Let's talk about this. The people in the War Temple may still have remaining bullets, but now I don't know where the remaining people in the War Temple have gone."
Yao Lao said: "It's up to you. Anyway, it's not us who are fighting against the genetic warriors."
Ye Qiu twitched the corner of his mouth, then picked up the box containing the blood jade worm, waved his hand and said, "Then I'll leave first. I'll take the little guy away first, and take him outside to check the situation."
After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave. Then he thought of something again and asked curiously: "By the way, who is the foreigner who took the photo? Can we still contact him?"
Yao Lao shook his head: "I don't know, I only know his last name."