geneticist

The chill is driven out.

The current situation is very bad. The genetic armor he relies on now has only more than one month of energy left. After that, he, who has no ability to protect himself, is estimated to disappear in this ice field ravaged by sea beasts soon.

Yar was not there, and he himself had no experience of living in the wild, so he had to activate the gene dish and wake up Lu Youqihua.

Anyway, this guy is also a teacher, so he should know what to do in this situation.

"You can't stay here and wait for rescue, you should find a way to escape immediately." Lu Youqihua gave his suggestion seriously.

Sucher smiled wryly.

The airship has been destroyed, and here is an undeveloped primitive planet. Can he still grow wings and fly out?

"Don't forget, you are a genetic trainer!" Hearing Sucher's complaint, Lu Youqihua snorted.

Genetic blenders, no matter mountains, rivers, seas or even the universe, can't stop their progress.

They dare to challenge God's fanatics.

Lu Youqihua's proposal is very simple, build a biological spaceship, and then escape from this ghost place.

Spaceship!

Sucher felt that he was going crazy.

Biological spaceships are widely used in the Federation, but this does not mean that spaceships are easy to manufacture.

On the contrary, because it involves a lot of professional knowledge, every design of a biological spaceship requires the painstaking efforts of countless gene adjusters.

"Idiot, open your eyes and see where this is!" Lu Youqihua was heartbroken at Su Che's ignorance, "Are you afraid that you won't be able to escape if you have such good materials ready-made, your brain will be eaten by dogs!"

Suche turned his head to look at the sea shrouded in the storm, with incredible colors in his eyes.

"Are you kidding me!" He was overwhelmed by Lu Youqihua's imagination.

"That's impossible. Even if it can be built, we don't have that much energy to activate a spaceship. You are too crazy."

In the sky, the satellite emitting ice-blue light hangs peacefully in the east, like a round hook.

"I'm not joking." After a long time, Lu Youqihua spoke quietly, and suddenly he laughed softly.

"Right now, I just want you to build a spaceship. Igor and I have done even crazier things back then. Boy, you are too young."

return alone

In the depths of the universe, a small spacecraft sailed into this inconspicuous small meteorite area.

A huge meteorite floating quietly turned around suddenly, and a thick automatic metal door opened silently, welcoming the spaceship to enter.

Amidst the rumbling sound of the door closing, the spaceship deftly stopped at the dock, the hatch opened, and several men in sharp military uniforms came down from the hatch.

The leading officer with dazzling blond hair was Colonel Allen Fell, the head of the Guns Blood Rose Order.

This handsome and calm young senior officer lost his gentleness and calmness in the past, and looked a little gloomy. He nodded slightly to the soldiers who came to greet him, and then walked quickly towards the interior of the base.

The adjutant who followed hurriedly took out his identity verification card and handed it to the management personnel of the base.

This is a research base specially used by the military department to optimize the genes of outstanding soldiers. The confidentiality authority is quite high. Even the heads of the three elite soldier regiments cannot come in and out at will. Erlan for genetic optimization.

Arslan is the youngest member of the Gunslinger Rose Order. Erenfell can almost be regarded as watching him grow up, and he even treats him as his younger brother in his heart, and Arslan lives up to Erenfell. Renfell's expectations, passed the assessment of the middle-level teachers early, and his strength is close to that of the senior teachers.

As long as he can find a suitable exclusive genetic blender and create his special genetic armor, and he has fully optimized his genes, Ellenfell believes that Arslan will definitely shine in the next assessment and become The most eye-catching rookie among the senior officers of the military department.

Unexpectedly, something went wrong.

Erenfell's face suddenly darkened.

Because he was worried that the White Rose Masters would find fault and retaliate, Arslan left Zora in violation of the regulations with his acquiescence. According to Erenfell's vision, it would be a good idea for him to study for a period of time in the hunting group formed by the seniors in the group. A good choice, after all, that old senior's character and experience are impeccable, not to mention, there is a hidden master of blending beside him.

Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly fell ill, and soon after, Arslan lost contact with the regiment.

Erenfell sensed that something was wrong, and immediately sent someone to investigate.

The result came back quickly. Arslan was in the star area where the sanatorium where he escorted his seniors was located. A moment ago, a massive particle storm suddenly broke out. Calculating the time, it happened to be Arslan’s return journey. en route.

After knowing that it was just a particle storm, Erenfell was somewhat relieved. With Arslan's skill, it is not difficult to get out safely. At most, it is possible that he may not be able to catch up with the consciousness source transplant operation because of disorientation. For this reason, he also specially greeted the research base.

However, just two days ago, there was a sudden news from the Gene Optimization Research Base that Arslan's source of consciousness had returned to its original body before the operation time.

After learning about this, Erenfell turned pale with fright, and immediately put down what he was doing and took the spaceship to the research base.You must know that before the time for the transplant operation, the source of consciousness returned by itself. This situation is very rare and dangerous for teachers. A little carelessness may cause serious damage to mental power.

"Z198 is the most perfect body I have ever seen, with impeccable genetic tolerance and flawless high-quality genetics. For any genetic modification engineer, it is definitely a dream research material..."

"I just want to know, how is Alta's situation? Will it affect his future?" Looking at the closed eyes of the young master who was soaked in the nutrient solution, Erenfell's expression was ugly. He couldn't help interrupting the nonsense of the director of the research base.

The supervisor in a white coat kept praising Arslan's excellent physical fitness, his fanatical eyes were like looking at a perfect mutant white mouse, as if he wanted to pounce on Arslan and slice him into pieces , put it under a microscope to study it carefully, this attitude made Erenfell very disgusted.

If it weren't for the fact that Arslan was an elite trainee trained by the military, and the entire gene optimization process was managed very strictly, Alan Fel would not have dared to send him here.

"These lunatics!" Cursing secretly in his heart, Erenfell said coldly, "Why did this happen? Doesn't your consciousness source transplant surgery claim to be absolutely safe?"

Taking a step back in shock from Erenfell's bone-chilling tone, the supervisor finally closed his mouth.

An assistant researcher next to him hastily stepped forward with a smile: "The doctors we send out to perform operations are all strictly trained professional doctors. Generally speaking, this kind of situation does not happen. According to our analysis, this doctor The reason why this kind of early return to the original body occurs is that either the host body has encountered great danger, the consciousness comes from self-protection, and the initiative returns, or it has encountered a strong mental shock.”

This explanation is acceptable. After all, Arslan may have encountered some dangerous space creatures after encountering the particle storm.

Thinking of this, Erenfell began to regret that he had easily agreed to let him leave Zola.

Blame that damn guy Bai Qiangwei!

After pondering for a while, Erenfell continued to ask the assistant researcher: "Then will it have any bad influence on Yar?"

As for the mentally disturbed supervisor, Erenfell was too lazy to talk to him.

"It's hard to say." The young assistant researcher was a little embarrassed. Seeing that Erenfell's face suddenly turned ugly, he hurriedly explained, "Please don't get me wrong, the transplantation of the source of consciousness itself will not cause any harm to the teachers. What a bad influence. But the source of consciousness of this teacher is to return actively, this kind of situation is very rare, if it is forced to leave the host because of the violent impact of mental power, then it may be injured to a certain extent. "

Erenfell's heart sank, he thought for a while, and said, "Can't you detect his condition now?"

The assistant researcher shook his head: "Because the source of consciousness is actively returning to the body, it is still very unstable, so we dare not use instruments to detect it, otherwise it may disturb his mental power fluctuations." He glanced at Erenfell's body. After turning pale, he added, "Sir, we will know what the situation is as soon as the scheduled return time of the source of consciousness arrives. If you are not in a hurry, you can wait here for two more days."

Erenfell let out a long breath, closed his eyes and thought for a while, opened his eyes, and said decisively: "The last question, if Yar still can't wake up when the scheduled return time comes, what will happen?"

The assistant researcher's face turned pale, and he avoided Erenfell's suddenly aggressive eyes in a panic.

But the supervisor who had been left out excitedly interjected: "If he still can't wake up at the scheduled time, it means that his source of consciousness has fallen into complete chaos, and even if he wakes up in the future, he won't be able to fight as a teacher... ..."

"The probability of this is very small, and it is almost impossible." Hearing what the supervisor said, the young assistant researcher's face suddenly turned pale, and he hurriedly added to Alan Fel.

"No, no, listen to me." The supervisor pushed his assistant away impatiently, with eyes