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Chapter 263 Eve

Houston, Texas.

Inside the heavily guarded Marcus laboratory.

Twenty silent men who had just been escorted from prison were looking around in fear in a cold and dark cell.

Suddenly, four biochemical soldiers in protective suits opened the iron door, preparing to escort two of them away.

In an instant, three of the silent men wanted to stand up, but as soon as they stood up, their whole bodies froze, and then they fell to the ground.

"Jack, take these two away." One of the squad leader's biochemical soldiers pointed at two of the silent men who were trying to resist and said.

"OK."

The two silent men were dragged out like dead dogs. There were seventeen conscious silent men left in the cell, watching with frightened faces as they were dragged away.

Wait until the iron door of the cell is slammed shut again.

The seventeen silent men who were awake breathed a sigh of relief, and two of them helped the resisting silent man who fell to the ground.

I saw something the size of a coin attached to the back of the head of the rebellious silent man. It was obviously this thing that had knocked down three rebellious silent men just now.

However, although these silent men are not smart, they also know that this thing cannot be dismantled casually, otherwise the other party will not let them in the cell.



The two silent men, who were like dead dogs, were dragged onto the trolley, then disinfected and cleaned layer by layer, and finally entered a laboratory of more than 500 square meters.

"Why are you a few minutes late?" Security Director Weaver Marshall asked with a frown.

The squad leader quickly replied: "These two silent men wanted to resist just now, but it took us a while."

Weaver Marshall waved his hand: "Send it in!"

The squad leader handed the other party a list of supplies, and Weaver Marshall took it and looked through it.

[Time: 27.01.2017, Material supply point: New Mexico Prison, No.: 17-002367...]

[Time: 27.01.2017, Material supply point: New Mexico Prison, No.: 17-002368...]

He signed the two lists of experimental supplies casually, as if they were two chimpanzees. In Weaver Marshall's eyes, there didn't seem to be much difference between Murmur and the chimpanzee.

The trolley was pushed into the laboratory, and the laboratory staff quickly stripped the two silent men, cuffed them to the experimental bed, and then pushed them into a compartment made of high-strength materials to prepare for use in experiments.

The four biochemical soldiers did not leave immediately. Instead, they placed bags of black body bags on a trolley, preparing to push them out and throw them into the incinerator for destruction.



Eric Fan, whose eyes were bloodshot, looked excitedly and crazily at the cell changes under the microscope.

Redward, the biologist who was previously responsible for the divine blood potion, also had to admire Eric Fan's genius.

G Organization's Yeshen Institute could only increase the success rate of divine blood potions to about 8.64% before. Eric Fan, however, raised the success rate to about 43.36% in less than two months.

"Reed, I believe this time it will be over 50%." Eric Fan said enthusiastically.

Redward pointed to the compartment at the back with his thumb and said: "The two experimental products are already in place. When do you plan to conduct the experiment?"

"immediately."

"OK."

After a while, the staff in full body protection walked into the cubicle with two bottles of dark green medicine, and then indifferently injected the medicine into the two silent veins.

Behind the glass window of the cubicle, Redward, Eric Fan and others were looking at the mysterious silent man on the hospital bed.

Ten minutes later, the medicine began to take effect. The two silent men were awakened by the pain, wailing continuously, and the muscles on their bodies were rapidly expanding.

The melanin on their bodies is gradually being replaced by green.

"Ahh..."

Fierce reactions and biochemical transformations were going on in the bodies of the two silent men.

At the eleventh minute, the voice of one of the silent men suddenly stopped. It was obvious that this silent man could not withstand the intense biochemical transformation and had died on the spot.

The remaining silent man managed to survive and turned into a lizard man with light green skin and only some scales on his chest.

The improved divine blood potion has eliminated the tail and most of the scales.

After maintaining the lizard-man state for less than half an hour, the experimental subject automatically transformed back, but the melanin in the skin disappeared, and the silent man was "bleached".

Just as two staff members entered the compartment and were about to remove the dead silent man, the experimental subject suddenly tore open the alloy handcuffs, and its sharp chitin claws seemed to tear the two staff members apart instantly.

But the experimental subject suddenly stopped, and on the back of his bare head, the coin-sized thing was seen trembling and pulsing like a living creature.

The two staff members have long been used to strange things. They know that the physical fitness of experimental subjects will be greatly improved after being biochemically modified. It is impossible for them not to be wary of these experimental subjects violently injuring people.

Skillfully push out the dead experimental subjects, but such failed experimental subjects will not be destroyed immediately, but will be subjected to a comprehensive dissection and testing first.

The successful experimental subjects will not be killed, they will be transformed into emotionless biochemical weapons.

Eric Fan, who was behind the glass window, turned around and asked: "How many more materials are there?"

Redward looked at the list of laboratory materials in his hand: "There are 18 more."

Eric Fan said nonchalantly: "Put it all into the experiment. I want to test the success rate of the potion, and let Marshall prepare another batch of materials."

"no problem."



One day later, 10 of the remaining 18 Mo Ren experimental subjects successfully survived.

This is the first time that Marcus Laboratory has achieved more than half of the success rate. Eric Fan's ability has once again been recognized by the G organization, and his authority and status have been further improved.

However, in the subsequent experiments, they conducted six batches of experiments with 120 people, and the success rate has remained around 57.61%.

No matter how Eric Fan, Redward and others improve it, the divine blood potion is stuck at around 57.61%.

Even the G organization, which had always been calm, seemed a little impatient. It was obvious that the pressure on them from the Netherworld Palace was increasing day by day.

The other side of heaven is hesitating. They are considering whether to launch an all-out offensive in advance to end the human era and allow the gods and humans [Note: G Organization's self-proclaimed name for biochemically modified humans] to completely replace humans.

However, the success rate of the divine blood potion is only 57.61%. Once fully promoted, it means that 42.39% of the members will die.

However, without the biochemical transformation of the divine blood potion, ordinary people's bodies would not be able to withstand the attack of the Homo sapiens virus.

For a while, the G organization was also wavering. After all, no one was sure whether they would become the 42.39% fatality rate.

at the same time.

The time has come to February 15, Year 1 of the New Era (February 15, 2017).

All 72 Phoenix satellites have been deployed, and the Phoenix satellite system has officially been put into operation. The New Humanity has gained another bargaining chip.

Five Baiqi-class ships and five provincial-class ships have also been put into service urgently one after another. At this time, they are wandering in the Pacific Ocean, Little Western Ocean, and Atlantic Ocean.

The atmosphere in Blue Star gradually became more solemn, the kind of depression before a storm, even the monkeys in the tropical rain forest could feel something was wrong.

At this time, a sudden and shocking change occurred in the Western Continent Alliance, like a spark falling on a powder keg, and the situation in Blue Star was about to break out.


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