In a high-rise restaurant in the distance, a man looked at the real-time interview video projected in the restaurant and sneered.
"I really don't understand why a pig like this can be in a high position."
"Watch your words, we are in the City of Divine Creation now." An elegant and intellectual woman sitting opposite the man replied with a smile.
"Humph, I'm just seeking truth from facts."
"This world has never been fair, and it will never be fair. Even the only time that was fair is no longer fair." The woman in front of him said calmly.
"Since it's unfair, then you have to fight for it on your own." The man in front of me said sternly.
"Maybe." the woman replied calmly.
At this time, the video style suddenly changed and there was a commotion.
The woman glanced at her and said, "It seems that someone of a certain weight has appeared."
The man said coldly: "It's all the same stuff."
At the gate outside the parliament hall, a large number of members supported an energetic old man. Next to the old man was an arrogant young man. The people who came were none other than senior members of Wari Beisha and Beiluga.
"If I remember correctly, this is the twenty-sixth senior council member. Excluding the Baiyue Xingluo Empire (two senior council members), it seems that there are only twenty council members left and all of them are here."
(Note: In order to commend the White Moon Starfall Empire for guarding the rear of the Feralas Death Front in the Seventh Star Territory, at the end of the Dark Age, the federal government hereby granted the Star Emperor and Moon Emperor of the White Moon Starfall Empire the status of senior councillors.)
"Humph." The man said nothing more.
On the Seventh Star Region Shipani, not long after Chitaki lay down to rest, there was a knock on the door.
Chitaki climbed out of bed, it was still a little difficult, but basically there was no problem. He was a little curious about who came to see him.
He walked to the door and opened the door.
"Bronchka." Chitaki said in shock.
"I need your help with something," Bronchka said crisply.
"What's going on?" Qiantaki couldn't react for a moment.
"Youlan needs your serum!" Bronchka didn't mince words.
"Youlan? Isn't she in the hibernation warehouse?" Qiantaki replied in shock.
"I'm just asking you if you are willing?" Bronchka asked.
"No problem." Although Chitaki didn't know what happened, it didn't affect his answer.
"Okay!" Bronchka stretched out his hand to pat Chitaki's shoulder, but stopped when he was about to pat her. He finally realized that Chitaki's current physical condition did not seem to be very good.
"Can you tell me now what is the relationship between my serum and Youlan? What happened to Youlan?" Qiantaki asked.
"There are unknown material components in your serum, which can well counteract mental pollution. In a sense, this is a talent. It is a kind of evolution that humans have gained in adapting to survival in the age of the big universe. In fact, Youlan has no life at all.
Dangerous, her only trouble is that she is extremely contaminated by alien races and her transformation into insects cannot be suppressed. This can actually be regarded as a kind of evolution, but no one will allow this kind of evolution." An Lixi came out from the side and said coldly.
Qiantaki listened in a daze, but he understood the important information. His serum was useful to Youlan.
"Then take it." Chitaki replied.
"I would like to remind you first that there is no problem for normal people to draw an appropriate amount of blood, but in your current state, drawing blood will only make you weaker. During this period, you need to eat and take supplements constantly, as well as lie down and rest."
An Lixi replied.
"No problem." Chitaki replied.
Three months later, Chitaki lay in the closed medical room and took a deep breath. His head was dizzy and he couldn't lift himself up at all.
It seems that what Anlici said is correct at all. He seemed to be even weaker after taking the blood.
But fortunately, it has been finished and the amount is enough.
The door was pushed open at this time, and Bellerosa walked in holding a bouquet of flowers. She placed the flowers in the vase on the table next to the bed.
"Feeling better?"
"There's nothing wrong with it except that I don't have much strength. You don't have to worry too much." Chitaki replied with a smile.
"That's good." Bellerosa nodded.
An Lixi also walked in wearing a white mandarin jacket and gave Chitaki a routine full body check.
"The condition is good. I am recovering slowly. After a while, the weak state will disappear little by little and there will be no sequelae." An Lixi replied after checking.
"How is Youlan's situation?" Qianlong raised his head and asked.
"It went very well. After the serum injection, I was sent to Area A to be put to sleep for observation. It will take some time." An Lixi replied.
After hearing what Enrich said, Chitaki couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
In the deepest laboratory, Terenceus stood on the observation deck and looked at the increasingly larger experimental body. The bone mask on the head became thicker and thicker, and more and more tentacles formed on the body of the flesh ball.
"It's going very smoothly, the vital signs are rising steadily, and the shape is also differentiating." Christine walked to the side and said.
"The suppressive agent must be sufficient. If there is any abnormality, activate the backup plan." Terenceus said coldly.
"There won't be any problems, I added seven shackles to him." Christine replied confidently.
Terenceus looked at the busy people below, turned and left, followed closely by Christine.
A large number of different chemicals are injected into the culture tank.
Everyone was busy until late at night, and the number of people in the laboratory began to thin out, but there were still many people working the night watch.
"Master Enji, can we succeed?" A young researcher asked, looking at the terrifying experimental subject.
"This is not something you should worry about. Do your job well." An older researcher replied.
"Yes." The young man replied fearfully.
Enji raised his head and looked at the entire laboratory, his old face couldn't help but change.
At a glance, around the huge Pei Yang Pool of the experimental subject, there are small biochemical cans densely covered with infected and alienated people soaked in them. Each face is as hideous as a zombie, and the people inside these cans are covered with cans and cans are drawn out.
Nutrient is injected into the culture tank of the experimental body.
"Lord Enji?" the young man called from the side.
Enji, who was lost in thought, reacted, turned around and replied: "What's the matter."
"This is today's record sheet. Please sign." The young man respectfully handed the record sheet over.
Enji lowered his head, picked up the pen and signed his name on it.
The young man lowered his head and looked at the experimental subject soaked in the viscous green culture fluid signed by Master Enji. The ferocious bony face and scarlet pupils suddenly appeared,
The young man holding the record sheet seemed to feel something, and he suddenly raised his head as if he was frightened.
"What's wrong?" Enji said with a frown, his signature was almost crooked.
The young man looked at the experimental subjects in the biochemical pool. Everything was still very calm. The colleagues on night shift around him were still doing their jobs normally.
"I'm sorry, Lord Enji." The young researcher apologized hastily.