Chapter 234 Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze

The Dragon King's genetic sequence is not much different from that of the second-generation super soldier.

You must know that super gene warriors are the product of the Super God Universe and Shenhe civilization, which took thousands of years and billions of deletions and additions to achieve.

Luo Hao frowned and murmured, "But the dragon race is innate... No, it's not innate either. It's also man-made. The Black King rubbed the dragon eggs himself."

"I'm becoming more and more curious about the Black King."

Luo Hao was wary of the Black Emperor who was feared by the world, but he was not afraid. He was filled with the desire to dissect him.

He only solved two of the dragon's genetic lineages, but it was enough to use.

After all, he compiled the dragon gene tree based on the two great dragon kings as samples.

After one injection, the dragon blood, which originally reached more than 90%, began to degenerate, and the human genes that were covered and altered by the dragon's genes reappeared in the blood.

Deadpool's pair of eternal golden eyes gradually dimmed, the symptoms of dragon transformation began to disappear, and the dragon spirit became weak.

He actually reversed Deadpool's transformation and turned back the path to deification, turning Deadpool into a hybrid again.

If this technology were announced at Kassel College, it would probably cause an uproar.

Many technologies will be unlocked, sparking a hybrid revolution.

But for Luo Hao, this is just the most basic genetic technology.

"It's a pity that the human side has been completely ruined."

Looking at the experimental results, Luo Hao shook his head and sighed: "Even if he is restored to the normal bloodline range, he cannot return to normal. The dragon consciousness has occupied the human consciousness for too long. Even if he recovers, he will be a dementia."

Unless he has just transformed into Deadpool, his spirit has not yet been infected and devoured by the dragon.

Luo Hao tapped his fingers on the table: "Hybrids have two consciousnesses, one from the dragon species, and the other from the human side."

"No wonder they are called aliens!"

He thought of himself, the super hybrid.

Is it possible that there is still the consciousness of a second-generation species in his body?

Or, there is only one consciousness, but the dragon blood gradually breaks that boundary.

The toxicity contained in dragon blood will not only infect blood genes, but also infect human consciousness, giving birth to a second consciousness and completely consuming human consciousness.

You know, the magic of dragons lies not only in their bloodline, but also in their spirit.

As long as the Dragon King has bones and blood and spirit, he can turn into a cocoon. In this way, he can avoid the invasion of time, keep his spirit immortal, and live again.

"This topic is worth studying." Luo Hao thought.

"It seems that it is mentioned in the Jade Book." Luo Hao recalled a certain alchemy masterpiece.

Luo Hao sang quietly: "Taiyi rises from the earth into the sky!"

"It landed on the ground again, absorbing the power of the upper and lower realms!"

"You will have the glory of the whole world and be far away from ignorance!"

This is a process of awakening dragon consciousness, and the so-called blood explosion is most likely the final product of this concept.

The dragon's spirit was stripped away under self-hypnosis and became the core of the ritual.

It becomes activated under strong stimulation, is strengthened by the human spirit, and releases the murderous intent.

You will take on the body of a dragon and discard the will of a human.

The human spirit cannot be completely devoured and utilized, and the final residue will become a deadly poison, causing the caster to degenerate into a deadpool.

Luo Hao's eyes flickered: "It seems that bloodline and spirit are two sides of the same coin. If one side has the upper hand, the other side will also have the upper hand."

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After the Deadpool was completely dissected and the genetic analysis was complete, Luo Hao felt annoyed and scratched his hair in distress: "I can't find anything useful in the analysis!"

Deadpool can analyze the genetic structure of dragon blood.

But that's probably the only effect it has.

Deadpool is just the lowest-ranking servant of the dragon clan.

It is completely impossible to use this to explore the deepest secrets of the dragon race - power and authority.

He thought of the "Dragon Cross"

Perhaps only this kind of treasure, which ranks at the top of the dragon world, can analyze enough information and knowledge.

The power of a dragon that is completely killed will be sealed in its bones. The more advanced the dragon, the stronger the power contained in the dragon bone cross after death.

If Luo Hao could find the dragon bone cross of a true dragon king and disassemble and analyze it, he might be able to understand what the so-called power and authority are.

It would be best to have a comparison, comparing the Dragon King in the cocoon state with the Dragon King in the normal state.

After all, the blood produced by dragons when they are hatching is the purest blood of the dragon fetus, and it is also the most harmless and non-toxic blood, which can be called golden blood.

It can promote the evolution of hybrids in the most harmless form.

The Dragon Kings in this state are the purest and closest to the moment when the Black King created them.

Perhaps I can take this opportunity to comprehend some of the Black King's power.

Subconsciously, Luo Hao thought of his cheap father.

If you kill him, there is a high probability that a dragon bone cross will be produced, and it will be a complete dragon king. From him, you should be able to analyze what power and authority are.

"It's just... that old guy Pompeii was quite nice to me. I can't bear to dissect him!" Luo Hao was a little conflicted. His moral bottom line was still quite high. Although Pompeii was not a good-for-nothing, but... he still couldn't kill him for a treasure.

As for Xia Mi, Luo Hao didn't even think about it. Even though the father was kind and the son was filial, he couldn't touch Xia Mi!
"Ah, Ah!"

Pompey, who was picking up girls on the plane, sneezed twice.

"Well, it must be my little son who misses me."

"It's just that, father, I have important things to do, so I can't cultivate feelings with you for the time being."

"Come on, come on!"

"Fate is about to begin again!" Pompey looked out the window. The sea of ​​clouds was rolling outside and the sun was shining on his face. At this moment, he was not laughing or being vulgar as he was in front of Luo Hao.

All he had was the endless arrogance and majesty of being the Dragon King.

Lord of the sky and wind.

.........

Without the real object, Luo Hao could only speculate based on the existing knowledge.
According to the Dragon Clan plot, each Dragon King can command a type of element.

He speculated that power is the authority to command the elements of nature and is also the key to unlocking the ultimate power of the Complete Dragon King.

For example, Hela has the ability to open all the Nibelungs in the world. When she appears, all the Nibelungs in the world will be opened, and she will bring a group of deadpools through the gate of the underworld, come to the world, wield power, and challenge the final end.

But in fact, this key has always been with Jörmungandr, but... having the key is not enough, the power to turn the key is also needed.

Xia Mi, the shame of the Dragon King, has the power but does not have the strength to open the door.

This is also the flaw of their series of dragon kings.

That is, lack of "force!"

And this "power" is in the hands of the other twin.

Power is nothing but the simplest strength. The Dragon Kings who master this kind of "power" have complete dragon bodies and can control the highest level of words.

However, when the Black King designed it, he did not give them enough wisdom, and the Dragon Kings on this side more or less had personality and intellectual defects.

Therefore, the Dragon King who possesses power is nothing more than the merit for the promotion of the Dragon King who possesses authority.

When authority and power are united, a true Dragon King appears.

Wields the power of an element.

Gain the power to communicate with the world!

Pure-blooded dragons can evolve by devouring a dragon bone cross, but hybrids have not yet mastered how to effectively utilize dragon bones.

The secret party uses dragon bones only to refine the philosopher's stone and create alchemical weapons, which is a waste of resources compared to pure-blooded dragons.

Luo Hao, who was thinking, subconsciously glanced at the only blue part of Deadpool's genetic code, which was the last remnant of the person infected by dragon blood.

It is also the most tenacious gene of human beings.

The high-quality genetic resources mentioned by the god-making civilization are the people of the post-nuclear civilization.
After enduring nuclear radiation but not dying, a set of genes that can operate on their own was born in the body. In a sense, Deadpool is similar to him.

Human genes, a section of genes that will never become extinct under the erosion of dragon genes, aren't they extremely high-quality genes!
The only drawback is that it is not systematic, but this is not a problem for Luo Hao who has a supercomputer.

Luo Hao opened the string of tenacious human gene codes: "Finally found it, the high-quality human gene mutation code."

"Look at my brain. It can withstand the erosion of dragon genes without being destroyed. Isn't it the high-quality super gene I desire?"

"Only by extracting similar genes, piecing them together, and combining them with the knowledge of my god-making civilization, can the first generation of super gene warriors be created."

"A human king who is comparable to dragons!" Luo Hao's mouth curled up wildly: "Go, start the experiment!"

Luo Hao spread his hands. Although he was in a dark laboratory, he seemed to be standing in the sky. He took a deep breath and suppressed his excitement: "A new era is coming!"

Invisible lines of fate gradually create waves.

As Luo Hao extracted high-quality genes from Deadpool, more and more destiny lines gathered on Luo Hao's body.

A great force is quietly emerging; this emerging extraordinary race will inevitably crush all old things.

The newborn Gods ascended to the highest position by stepping on the corpses of the old Dragons!

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The senior high school students have already started celebrating their summer vacation, while the sophomores are still attending classes as usual, adhering to the concept of how can you sleep well at your age.

Early in the morning, we started morning self-study.

In the words of our class teacher, the seniors have left and you are now senior students.

It's less than a year away from the college entrance examination, and look at what you are like now. You are truly the worst class of students I have ever taught.

A normal day of classes started as usual, and the first class on the schedule was Chinese.

Since we have entered the final 100-day sprint review stage, as an elite class in Shilan Middle School, the normal high school Chinese course has ended when we just entered the second year of high school.

The second half of the second year of high school is spent reviewing what has been learned previously. Since there is nothing much to talk about in this final period of time, most of the courses are simply left to students to study on their own.

Lu Mingfei really loves self-study, or it can be said that there is no student who doesn't like self-study. After finishing his morning reading, he started chatting with others. Talking about StarCraft, which was one of the few things that Lu Mingfei was proud of, he gradually cheered up.

Until Zhao Menghua patted the table, coughed twice in a pretentious manner, and glanced at Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei, like a frosted eggplant, lowered his head and began to read the text.

Yesterday, after playing games for half the night, the fatigue gradually set in.

Lu Mingfei quietly took the book out of the desk and pushed the mountain of books to cover his head.

It happened to be a sunny day today, and the sky outside the window was a little white and unclean, with a few spots looking gloomy, like a dusty wall.

The sunlight shines into the room through the windows, and occasionally a breeze blows in from the window to cool down the heat. As the saying goes, people feel sleepy in spring, tired in summer, nappy in autumn and hibernate in winter. Now is the perfect time for sleeping.

"Just close your eyes for a while!"

Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei fell asleep on the table.

This sleep lasts for the whole morning.

Maybe it was because of Lu Mingfei's luck.

Most of today's classes are self-study.

Occasionally, the teacher who was giving a practical review class would say nothing after glancing at the sleeping boy.

After all, to use the classic saying, one minute wasted is one minute wasted for the whole class. With more than 40 people in the class, that means more than 40 minutes.

They don't have to slow down the entire class because of one guy who gave up on himself.

This made Lu Mingfei sleep comfortably on the table, as if the whole world was isolated from him. It was hard to imagine that a student could sleep so comfortably on the desk in school without being disturbed by anyone. It felt like he was not sleeping in school, but on his desk at home.

He slept almost without any dreams and slept very soundly. What woke him up was not the ringing of a bell or the noise of people, but a low, muffled thunder.

Lu Mingfei was not at peace when he woke up. When his consciousness emerged from his sleep, he felt as if he had suddenly stepped on air and was falling.

His whole body shook violently. His brain tried to check whether Lu Mingfei was dead or not. Lu Mingfei subconsciously straightened his back, but was afraid that he would attract other people's attention, so he immediately lowered his back. He froze in embarrassment and dared not move.
At this moment, his consciousness turned from blurred to clear. He opened his eyes and stared at his desk. He didn't dare to raise his head or make big movements to look around.

He whispered to the person next to him: "Is the teacher here?"

But I didn't get any reply.

Lu Mingfei came back to his senses. He could not hear the noisy voices of people or the sound of the teacher lecturing as expected in a classroom.

The only thing he could hear was the sound of rain, a soft and endless sound of rain.

He raised his head slightly and looked into the classroom, only to be stunned to find that the entire classroom was empty.

He was the only one left in the classroom that should have been crowded and noisy.

Questions subconsciously popped up in Lu Mingfei's mind. Where did everyone go? Then the second question that popped up was how long had he slept?
Could it be possible that I slept until school was over?

Lu Mingfei turned his head and looked out the window again. As expected, it was raining in the city outside the window. The sky was gray and black, casting the shadow of the clouds on the high-rise streets. The whole world was covered with a matte veil. The fine raindrops pierced through the April heat like needles, bringing a long-lost refreshing feeling.
Even his originally depressed and nervous mood became cooler.

"Well, no wonder I slept so soundly, it turned out to be raining." Lu Mingfei thought he had found the reason. It seemed normal to sleep on a rainy day and sleep until school was over.

But...when did it rain?

This doubt arose in Lu Mingfei’s mind.

The weather forecast clearly said it would be sunny today.

"Is there a physical education class today?" Looking around again, this thought came to Lu Mingfei's mind.

But he immediately shook his head. There weren't many physical education classes for high school students. Apart from self-study classes, there were review classes.

Besides, considering how heavily it's raining outside, it doesn't look like we're going to have a physical education class.

Lu Mingfei turned around, looked at the clock behind the classroom, and nodded. It was indeed time to go home from school, but... no one called him after school?

How disloyal!
And... aren't you going to evening self-study today?

He sat up straight and wiped the non-existent saliva from the corner of his mouth. He wanted to stand up and walk out of the classroom to see what was happening in other classes in the corridor.

But before he stood up straight, his gaze suddenly became fixed.

Because he suddenly noticed that he had overlooked something.

No, it should be one person.

He was not the only one in the classroom.

He had accidentally overlooked the podium when he was scanning the classroom before, and now there was a person standing behind the podium in his sight.

A person who is obviously not very tall, probably less than 1.6 meters?
His jet-black hair overlapped with the blackboard, and it was indeed easy to be overlooked when he stood behind the podium.

Just by looking at the back at first glance, Lu Mingfei determined that this person was not from their class.

Because even the shortest girl in their class is not that short, this guy is at most 1.55 meters tall, no taller, and judging from his body shape, he should be a boy, and he is very young. His skeleton has not yet fully grown. Although he didn't turn around, his childishness could not be concealed.

"Hey, classmate?" Lu Mingfei called out subconsciously. Since he didn't know the other person's specific identity, he subconsciously used the term "classmate", which would not be used even if it was the wrong address.

It would be embarrassing if you called someone "kid" and it turned out to be a student from another class.

The boy behind the podium paused slightly when he heard Lu Mingfei's voice echoing in the classroom, then slowly turned around with his hands hanging by his sides.

Lu Mingfei, who was looking into his eyes, was suddenly stunned. After seeing the boy's face, he tilted his head back slightly and an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

Why does this kid bring colored contact lenses to school?

Standing behind the podium was a delicate boy, indeed he was not very old, with a handsome appearance that could be said to be somewhat cute, with a beautiful childish look in his eyes and brows. He was not wearing the school uniform of Shilan Middle School but a well-ironed suit, which fit him perfectly and gave him the feeling of a young gentleman.

The most attractive thing about this boy is his eyes, a pair of golden eyes with a faint glow, staring at Lu Mingfei from afar, with the confused and hesitant face reflected in his eyes.

"How are you?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned for at least a few seconds at the color of the other person's eyes, which were so golden that they looked like flowing gilt, and contained a rage that was enough to destroy the world.

But Lu Mingfei didn't notice anything, he just felt that the eyes of the child opposite him were a little bright.

"Not too good." It was originally just a polite greeting, but the little boy's reply was unexpected.

Lu Mingfei felt a little embarrassed. Logically, shouldn't he be more polite and say hello or something like that?

"Whose teacher's child are you? Or the dean's child? Why are you in our class?" Lu Mingfei scratched his head, feeling a little numb.

To be honest, he is not very good at teasing children or getting along with children. Each one is more naughty than the other. He really doesn't want to have any further contact with children of this age who start wearing colored contact lenses and trying to be cool after just one look.

(End of this chapter)