v2 Chapter 439： Civilization in desperate situation (1)

"The language and text collection and translation is completed, will you accept it?"

There was a prompt sound from the personal chip, and after Nahum chose to receive it, the not-so-noisy sounds around had meaning.

"The people of the same race who passed the ordinary body test will come here, and the germ cells will be collected together later. After the collection, you can receive living supplies for five people..."

"The same race tested by the warlock came here to inject the stabilizing reagent, and the devil cell transplantation started two hours later..."

Warlock, demon cell transplantation, these are two key words. Naham wandered behind them and quietly took away a stabilizing reagent. After opening it, he dipped it in his mouth and found that it was a kind of guarantee of life. The potion that does not collapse on the roots is very effective, not inferior to similar potions made by the Fourth Holy Tower. It contains a small amount of harmful substances. This should be a variant vaccine.

The maintainers of these orders should be warlocks. They...are terrifying. There are more or less mutated organizations on the body. This is definitely not a benign phenomenon. They are consuming the vitality of the warlocks.

And the energy they radiate, at first glance, is no different from demonic energy.

Neham stayed here for a while, then turned to the other side after recording.

This side is another situation. The order is still in order. The creatures line up mechanically, holding pieces of monster flesh and blood. These flesh and blood are even low in disgusting blood, but these creatures are not willing to waste a little blood. Even if swallowing is painful, still don't let them fall randomly.

"The food synthesizer will start working in five minutes, and the working time is one hour..."

The food synthesizer is a five-meter-high simple machine. Not to mention the principle of its application, the manufacturing process is not even as good as the level of the ancients of the mage, the exposed power core and pipes, the chimney emitting suspiciously colored smoke, and the start-up process It sounds like a huge noise about to fall apart.

Five minutes later, the noise has subsided a bit, and an entrance and an exit were opened one by one on the surface of the machine. The creatures lined up silently and threw the monster flesh and blood into the upper entrance.

"One kilogram...three kilograms..." The machine heard a sound, reporting the weight of the filler.

Soon the flesh and blood was filled and the noise increased again. Naham could see that the flesh and blood began to decompose inside the machine. The decomposed flesh and blood flowed into the production line for reprocessing and synthesis. The dark purple gel flowed out from the outlet below and was mechanically divided. Then, the creatures in the queue stepped forward again in silence to take away the part they deserved.

Neham didn’t need to get a sample to know that it contained the energy necessary for ordinary life. It must not taste good, but at least it is harmless and allows people to live.

He also noticed that the ratio of investment and acquisition was not equal, but the creatures did not express any dissatisfaction. They were all used to it. After receiving the materials, they carefully put them away, then turned to leave the city and return to the wilderness.

An hour passed quickly, several food synthesizers stopped working on time, and Nahum turned back to the other side.

The warlocks led several teams into the city. There is a protective layer outside the city. Its strength can block up to three levels of magic. It is more to shield the void radiation and suppress the damage of the warlock's own energy to ordinary people.

There are more warlocks in the city. They are resting in the dilapidated houses, and their bodies are agitated with a different kind of magical energy. They seem to be no different from the monsters, but Naham knows that they are using this method to suppress organizational changes.

They are waiting for the next attack from the monster.

The warlock led the queues to a workshop full of culture tanks, and brought them to both sides according to the original distribution. The first is the germ cell contributors. After disinfection, they walked into the culture tank and soaked in the liquid.

The ferocious and icy tubes were inserted into their bodies, and they could clearly see that their whole body was trembling due to pain, and blood was spurted out of cracks in the whole body, which was immediately repaired by the liquid, and the concentration of the liquid was reduced and thinned in the process. .

Thirty seconds later, the cultivation tank was opened, and the devotee was sent out, stumbling and limp on the ground, but he stood up without support, put on his clothes, took the gel food and left the city straight away.

During the whole process, no word was spoken, even if he or she was already weak and unstable, even if they knew they didn’t have a few days to live.

Naham entered the factory and found that there were more small culture tanks, most of which were embryos, and a small part of them were babies. Some warlocks wearing tight isolation suits were carefully taking out the fully grown babies, and then asked They injected medicine into their bodies.

"unqualified...unqualified..."

"Qualified!"

The unqualified individuals were not abandoned, but were put into the secondary cultivation tank, while the qualified individuals entered the higher-level cultivation tank, where the nutrient solution was full of energy.

At this time, the outside voice came into Naam's ears: "The transplantation of demon cells has begun, and the standby warlock is ready to kill."

Out of the room on the other side of the factory, senior warlocks who also wore isolation suits walked out. They used their own way to imprison a Level 4 monster, then silently slit its body and removed the cells from the part near the energy core.

The transplanted person was also cut open, exposing the heart and brain. The warlocks approached them with devil cells and transplanted the cells into their bodies.

The next thing is cruel.

Naham admits that their methods are not weak, but limited by limited resources, they do not have a complete protection system. The rejection reaction of all transplant recipients is very violent, and random parts of the successful person’s body are replaced by magic tissue. Become a transcendent life and obtain the qualification to use magic energy. The body of the loser mutates and becomes a monster directly, being obliterated by the warlock on standby.

The number of failures is far more than the number of successes.

However, no one cared about this tragedy, whether it was the operator or the transplanted person.

The surgeon performed the operation mechanically, while the transplanted person numbly watched the success or death of his companion. There was no panic in the team. This silence had a solemn taste.

The operation was all over after three hours. Nearly a thousand of the transplant recipients eventually survived only 182 people. Nahm’s eyes can easily see that they gained strength but lost their role as a healthy life. Most of the functions, including all kinds of feelings, and...reproductive ability, in the subsequent life process of them, apart from fighting monsters and then sacrifice, they only have to fight against the mutated body tissues. After success, they will become stronger. There is only one dead end to failure.

Neham left this ‘Arsenal’ and wandered in the city.

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