Chapter 140

The coyote leaned against the wall with a heavy heart. Although his eyes were staring at the man who was bombarding the fist force testing machine, he did not know where he had gone.

"That new guy must be hiding something from me."

The coyote thought more and more, and turned out of the training hall.

"Hey! Don't go! I'll practice with you. " The man who tested his fist strength said.

The coyote looked back and saw that each punch of the man had scored more than 1000 kg. He was disgusted and said, "ah You won. "

The man said angrily, "don't, you use weapons. We don't necessarily win and lose."

Coyote waved his hand and said, "Kelly, I have something to do. You can play by yourself."

"Come on, come on!" Kelly, with a kick of his foot, came behind the coyote like a cannon ball and punched out.

The coyote turned back in anger and took out a huge silver pistol directly, aiming at Kelly.

"Boom

Kelly was so scared that she raised her wrist guard to block the bullet, but the whole person was still blasted out.

"Bang!" On the contrary, coyotes were forced to spin around four or five times by the recoil force. They slipped two meters under their feet and hit the wall.

"Hello, Hello, I didn't let you use silver teeth!" Kelly muddled way, looked at the wrist guard, unexpectedly there is a not shallow crater.

Coyote inserted a big silver gun, serious way: "you itch, it's better to beat the students, I don't want to play with you."

Kelly sat on the ground and said, "senior students, one by one, have entered S1. We can't beat them like before."

"Forget it, I'd better go and beat the junior."

"Hello, where are you going?"

The coyote went out and said, "I'm going to see Musa."

Kelly felt her cold neck and shuddered at the name.

Musa is the strongest man in x13, even in New York, and the only Nirvana they have ever seen. An S4 monster.

He was not in the military zone, but in the experimental building where the students of the Department of general physics were taking classes.

Musa, wearing a pair of glasses, stood on the fourth floor of a huge cylindrical building. He faced the toughened glass and gazed down at the experimental site.

There, a huge machine is making a jelly like pale gold gel.

The clotted fat was piled up by a group of researchers at the foot of a plastic model whose skin was covered with artificial skin.

Musa said lightly, "charging."

All of a sudden, a strong electric current was connected to the jelly, which immediately moved itself and covered the model's legs like mud.

After a while, the whole body of the plastic model was evenly wrapped with this kind of gelled fat. The thin layer was almost invisible except for the pale gold color of the skin.

"Test strength!" Said Musa.

From the walls around the experimental site, dozens of automatic rapid fire guns were stretched out to bombard the model.

"Bang bang bang bang!" The barrel of the gun was blazing, roaring wildly, and the bullets were pounding at the scene.

The plastic model was blown out directly, and all the places hit by the bullet would have a pale gold halo spreading along the skin, as if the lake was hit by stones.

However, no matter how the bullet hits, the plastic model is generally in good condition. The golden gel on the surface releases a burst of energy when hit by the bullet and deflects the bullet.

Even if the bullet hit the chest, a golden spark suddenly flew across the chest.

"The support frame inside the model broke, and it was under enough pressure to kill ordinary people." Soon there were people reporting the damage to the model.

A middle-aged researcher, behind Musa, said, "at least this version, the Sentinels can use it."

"Can we mass produce it?" Musa light way.

The researcher shook his head and said, "there's no technical problem, but it's too expensive. A kilogram of 'nano armor' can arm a man no more than two meters tall, but it costs at least 180 million dollars

Musa said: "the cost is too high, this price can build three fire robots, so what is the use of this thing?"

"It's widely used in the space field. Besides, it's much better than a space suit in terms of compression and heat insulation, and it can resist ultra-high radiation Just add a cooling system and a breathing system... " The researchers said.

"Space suit?" Musa looked back at the researcher, and the other side immediately did not dare to say more.

"Hirsch, I didn't ask you to study spacesuits, but you said that developing a kind of plastic material that can be implanted into a neural processor can help you improve the optimization of molecular material synthesis instrument." Muse looked at the researcher, who was in his thirties and had panda eyes, as if he were working hard.

"Of course, this kind of nano intelligent material can greatly improve the precision of molecular synthesizer," Heinrich said with a smile

"I made it into armor that can be attached to the surface of the human body, just because this immature version is more suitable for portable protective clothing for the time being. It is very practical for fighters to wear...""You can use one, Musa. If you think it will work well, you can give me some more funds..."

Musa stares at herish and doesn't speak. He breathes heavily and does not squint.

Just then, coyotes arrived.

"Musa, it's me," he said outside the office through a visual doorbell. "I want to talk to you about it."

Musa smile, patted herish on the shoulder, said: "don't always think about God, now all the resources are concentrated on biochemical technology, you will not have funds for the moment..."

"This nano armor Keep it for yourself

With that, Musa walked out of the office.

"What can I do for you? Coyotes. " Musa asked as he walked outside the experimental building.

The coyote took a deep breath and said, "I want to contact granny."

Musa stopped, looked at him strangely, and said, "she is on a confidential mission and can't contact anyone."

"I know, but it's been a long time, isn't it? After four months, how long will she lose contact? "

"That's not what you can ask, coyote. What if she lost her union all her life? As long as you are on a confidential mission, you can't contact the outside world. Can I tell you that? " Musa was dissatisfied.

He felt that coyotes were making trouble out of nothing. The secret task was the secret task. There was not so much nonsense.

But when the coyote heard this, his fist clenched tightly.

How about losing contact for a lifetime? What is the implication?

If granny died, would the so-called secret mission status last a lifetime without telling herself?

"Is she still alive?" the coyote asked

Musa frowned and said, "I don't know! I said Why do you ask so much? "

Suddenly, Musa saw the Coyote's worried expression and suddenly said, "Oh! Do you like granny? "

Coyote some flustered: "ah? I... "

Musa said, "I can see that, but I didn't expect you to come to me. Don't forget the rules. Go back and wait. "

"And she's an ardent sentinel. You've got reproductive isolation. You're not serious about it?"

The coyote said in a hurry: "what if there is reproductive isolation! I will protect her with my life

"Cough, cough..." Musa choked twice.

He looked at the coyote carefully and then left without looking back.

"She is a cat, you are a dog, there is a fart love ah!"

As a nirvana, he would not care about some fetters.

As the name suggests, Nirvana lives out the second. The number of cell division in human body is at most 50 times, even if the gene mutation can not be added several times.

But Nirvana potion, you can give this upper limit, add 50 more times! Life doubled!

If it is used by the elderly, he will live more and more young in a few years, and return to the stage of youth, the most mature stage of physical development.

Excluding other accidents, the life span of nirvana is 240 to 260 years old.

So Musa, now 108 years old, is still a young man.

Nirvana medicine is very rare, only one bottle per year, and only applies to RH Yin blood humans. For people of other blood types, it's just highly toxic.

So the Illuminati is trying to improve it. With a little success, politicians and rich people all over the world will be controlled by them, because no one I don't want to live forever.

Countless plutocrats give money to the Illuminati every year. It is their middle-aged rich people who are investing in this technology, hoping that they can use Nirvana 2 in their lifetime Or three.

If in London, the Illuminati already had an improved Nirvana potion, there was no need to negotiate with the ministers of England, who would seek to serve the Illuminati.

Miao SA lived for more than 100 years, and his personality and habits have changed a lot

The centenarians in the outside world have been unable to cope with many things. They refuse to accept new things because they know that they will die without knowing when, and they no longer want to adapt to the environment. Therefore, people's hearts are changing.

Musa is different. He loves new things and is brave to try. He knows that his life is still long. So he, who is also 100 years old, is very energetic and keeps pace with the times.

He had loved one, he was also passionate and rebellious, but gradually, he would not care much about love and friendship.

A good brother is dead, a loved one is old, the times are constantly changing, and there are always countless new things in society. Those things full of freshness occupy his heart again and again.

He is constantly adapting to the new society and learning new things. His personality and habits are constantly changing, and countless women have changed.

Suddenly looking back, Musa didn't remember the woman who was in love at that time. What did she look like.

Now, he is a modern young man with profound knowledge, no matter his personality or appearance. His experience of participating in World War I and World War II has not changed him much.He not only has the strong physique of the sentry, but also has the super ability of the ascendant, and even learned countless killing skills.

At the moment, he is also an excellent physicist and expert in weapon manufacturing.

His desire and hope now, like the members of Guangming, only want to live for another 500, 5000 and 50000 years!

"Be strong. Don't think about these time wasting things. Maybe one day you can also nirvana. Only by living longer can you try to have more fun." Musa put his hands behind his head and left leisurely.

He meant to use dogs and cats as examples to show that they would not have children.

In this way, what love is dead and alive, is false, even a descendant has no, finally this love in the heart will not leave anything.

However, such examples deeply hurt coyotes. People are different from people, so reading comprehension is not the same.

"We are just dogs and cats Dogs and cats don't deserve love... " Coyote gazed at Musa's back, and a fire of resentment rose in his chest.

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