Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

Nan Jing shivered for no reason.

Wen Yu hooked his lips and said, "Why didn't you say that the master asked you to dissect him?"

The man looked at Nan Jing for a while, full of disgust between the lines, and said: "Anatomy? The height is 1.8 meters 63, and the weight is [-] kilograms. Obviously, the weight and height are not in proportion to the standard... I can't see that he has any A place worthy of my dissection."

Nan Jing was so overwhelmed by his powerful death pressure that he couldn't resist, and he thought to himself, ah, so he didn't even have the qualifications to be dissected!

Then he thought, he actually grew a few centimeters taller during the six months of studying at the Sifal Military Academy.

"Tsk, I didn't expect you to be ignorant sometimes."

Wen Yu flicked the handkerchief, walked over and handed the crooked left arm to the man, and said, "Take care of it for me, and I'll tell you how to use it."

Then, Nan Jing saw a mass of white and green consciousness emanating from the ghost-like man's hand, and it was hidden in the skin under the sleeve. In a short while, the fractured area became smooth and smooth.

This person's source of consciousness is stronger than his own!

Nam Kyung's gaze fell on the black gloved hand.

The fingers are very long, but they are a circle thinner than ordinary people. Even if they are wearing gloves, if they are taken off, they will become skinny.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would never have believed that such a pair of hands could radiate such a powerful force.

Wen Yu moved her repaired left arm, quickly scraped Ferid's chin, and said with satisfaction: "Baby Ferid, brother really likes you so much."

Although Ferid is the least human of them all, he is still very reliable in his work.

Ferid was still lifeless, and his eyes fell directly on Nan Jing's face.

Wen Yu understood, and said: "This is the baby bump of the Generalissimo of the Imperial Army and Xiao Feng'er. How about I suggest calling him Xiao Xiaofeng? It seems that the master's nickname is Da Feng'er, so it matches... oh Ah, don't your eyes shine, look at scaring our baby..."

Nan Jing's eyelids twitched wildly, and a cold breath surrounded him, but he felt the enthusiasm bursting out of Ferid's eyes without any surprise - like a bee seeing honey, a bee smelling fishy smell cat!

Fuck it's scary!

"Master has instructed you to draw up to two tubes of blood and leave it for you to analyze the ingredients. As for the heart, liver, spleen, kidney, and internal organs, you can't move them for the time being."

As soon as the words fell, Wen Yu's pupils shrank, and she saw a sharp scalpel in Ferid's hand.

The white tip of the knife flashed before his eyes, and made a rotating cutting motion towards Nan Jing's throat.

The blade swayed around Nan Jing's neck, and the knife that came out of his hand swished back into Ferid's right hand.

All in the blink of an eye.

A drop of bright red liquid slid down the blade.

Nan Jing was undecided, even though he had dodged the scalpel in time, a bloodstain was cut on his neck by the blade light infused with the power of ancient martial arts.

The movement was completely still, and Ferid's eyes were fixed on the miraculous self-healing wound, as if he even forgot to put his right hand down.

Wen Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to laugh at Ferid for being too cautious in making a fuss, she was taken aback by what Nan Jing was holding.

"If you want to dissect me, it depends on whether I am willing or not."

He was holding the polar ice worm that had been thinned to the thickness of a hair, and the other end was already resting on Ferid's right wrist holding the knife. It only needed to cut lightly, and the hand might fall off.

After entering the dungeon, Nan Jing had no intention of resisting, but that didn't mean he didn't have any temper at all, allowing others to attack him.

Against Feng Qiwu, he has no chance of winning, but against other people, even if Nan Jing lacks strength and experience, if he is desperate, it is still possible to give a knowing blow before being subdued by the opponent.

Wen Yu rolled her eyes, she thought it was a docile and harmless little sheep, but unexpectedly it was a biting rabbit!

Ferid was very concerned about his hands holding the scalpel. Even if it fell off, he could install a new one, but it was not the original part after all, and there would definitely be minor side effects when using it.

Even if Nan Jing tied Ferid's neck with something, it was not as effective as tying his hands.

Whether it was wrong or intentional, Nan Jing caught Ferid's lifeblood.

"I'm sorry, I was just too excited."

Ferid apologized to Nam Kyung in a rigid tone.

This made Wen Yu dumbfounded—an egomaniac who usually treats others as idiots would bow his head to Nanjing?

I really don't know whether to say that he is willing to lower his noble head for the sake of science or to lament the uniqueness of Nanjing.

Nan Jing was not in a hurry to take back the polar ice worm, but said leisurely: "When saying sorry, at least let others know who you are and what you look like, so that you can see your sincerity?"

Those who can come to this building must be core personnel with special identities in the Alliance of Gods, and since Ferid is operating the knife and wants to draw his blood, it is easy to guess his identity—a researcher.

Nan Jing needs to know his basic information, the more the better.

Ferid hesitated for a moment, and said in a lifeless tone with fiery expectation, "Then can I draw a tube of your blood?"

"If it's just a tube of blood—I don't think I'm so petty."

As soon as the words fell, Ferid directly took off the mask that was tightly attached to his face with his left hand, as if he was afraid that Nanjie would regret it if he was a second late.

Having not seen the sun for many years, Ferid's face skin is as white as snow, his eyebrows are slender and soft, and he looks like a finely carved porcelain figure.

Wen Yu winked at Ferid, opened the fan to cover her mouth with her hands, and made a shy expression: "Our Ferid is actually a beauty, but I thought you were ugly and shameless before, haha..."

As he said that, he leaned over and hung a weak and boneless hand on Ferid's neck, winking and said: "Beauty, would you like to have a good time with me tonight? Brother, I promise you will feel the joy of ascension to heaven!" "

Ferid's answer was very simple. His right hand, which had just regained freedom, thrust backhand, and the knife went straight into the arm hanging around his neck.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Wen Yu screaming and cursing like a pig being slaughtered.

Nan Jing was overwhelmed by the bloody scene, or in other words, what he saw and heard and the impressions left on him by everyone since he entered the territory of the Alliance of Gods can all be described as "unexpected and unimaginable".

If it is said that the relationship between these people is close, but apart from anything else, what's the point of inserting a knife?

Also, Wen Yu and Ferid have been working together for a long time, but Wen Yu seems to have seen Ferid's appearance for the first time?

What is Wen Yu's identity here? Nan Jing absolutely doesn't believe that a guy who only knows how to apply makeup and is neither male nor female can get Feng Qiwu's favor without two brushes.

Everything about the God's Domain Alliance is like a mystery, one clue after another is thrown in front of Nan Jing, making him dazzled, and he can't help but want to solve these mysteries.

That's right, he was afraid of this place, but on top of his fear, he also developed a stronger curiosity.

This kind of curiosity made him tremble with excitement, even though he knew that the more he came into contact with the Alliance of Gods, the harder it would be to get out, but he was willing to do so.

Ferid is very familiar with the structure of the human body. When the knife is inserted and pulled out, it only bleeds a little.

Finding that there was nothing serious, Wen Yu lost interest in dealing with him any more, so he crossed the long corridor on the lava and twisted his back angrily to leave.

Ferid put on the mask again, and walked towards the end of the corridor with Nan Jing.

Looking up along the spiraling stairs, the dome is a starry night sky - of course you can't see the sky underground, it's all the architect's artistic design.

"You're looking at the roof." Ferid asked with a stiff tone, "What's on it?"

Nan Jing touched the stair railing carved with rose vines, and said, "It's the starry sky. I see many stars and clouds."

Ferid glanced at it blankly, and said mercilessly: "The glowing thing is the night pearl, and the white is artificially created water mist. Your imagination is really rich."

Nan Jing choked speechlessly, "Of course I know it's not a real starry sky, but don't you think they look exactly like a starry sky?"

Ferid's body froze for a moment, and there was no sound from his feet on the carpet.

Nan Jing didn't take Ferid's words to heart, he continued to observe the castle, and couldn't help admiring in his heart - if it wasn't the territory of the Alliance of Gods, it would definitely be a cultural landscape.

After all, the Galactic Empire has already destroyed countless humanistic buildings in the process of conquest, resistance and war for thousands of years. Modern high-rise buildings have completely replaced ancient buildings. Changed taste.

"I have never seen a starry sky."

"what?"

Nan Jing replied subconsciously.

Ferid said calmly: "I have been here since I was born, and I have never been out for a day. I have never seen the starry sky you mentioned-of course, I have heard Wen Yu and the others talk about the outside world. But it doesn't sound so good, not as safe as this city."

It's really incredible that this place can be described as Enron.