The Eye of Evolution

"Boss! I've read that note."

In the institute, Dr. Zombie reports.

"Well, how do you feel? Can you understand?" Bai Xiaowen asked.

"Of course! I'm an expert in the life sciences. How could such a personal research note stump me!" Cried Dr. Zombie.

"Huh?" Bai Xiaowen looked suspicious.

"But ... boss, understand, understand, but I lack an experimental specimen in my hand ..." Dr. Zombie rubbed his hands and said, "I heard that you have a suture monster, and that name is the witch. The core stuff ... "

"What do you want to do?" Bai Xiaowen was a little wary. "Fat is very useful to me and can't give you experiments."

Dr. Zombie scratched his head: "Boss you misunderstood, I will not use too intense experimental methods to ensure that the life of that big guy will not be endangered."

"Not a fierce experiment? For example?"

"Ahem, for example, I can dissect it and take out the voodoo core for research. It is the finished product of voodoo alchemy and the content of the research notes should confirm me. ! "

Bai Xiaowen's mouth twitched: "This is what you call ... a non-intense experimental technique? So fierce, do you want to slice?"

"Uh, although it is anatomy, you can rest assured that it will not die, but will only temporarily lose its ability to move ..." Dr. Zombie promised vows, "This risk is worth it, knowing that this is an understanding of voodoo A good opportunity for alchemy! Moreover, for the next transformation of that suture monster, it is necessary to take out the voodoo core and adjust it accordingly. I just advanced the necessary steps ... "

Bai Xiaowen's heart moved: "How confident are you?"

"One hundred percent! Boss, please trust my professionalism!" Dr. Zombie patted his skinny chest and gave him a guarantee.

"Ok."

Bai Xiaowen summoned the voodoo suture fat body.

The fat man hummed twice. Perhaps it is the relationship that is integrated into the core of voodoo. In fact, it already has some instinctual conscious responses, but it is still far from "spiritual".

For example, now, the fat boy didn't even realize that this little dwarf standing in front of himself and holding a shiny scalpel would open his belly next second ...

"Well?"

The scalpel broke through the chest cavity, and the blood slowly spilled. Dr. Zombie carefully pierced his hand into the fat man's chest and began searching for the location of the voodoo core.

Although the two are teammates, Fatty still inevitably receives compulsory damage, and the bleeding damage value starts to emerge from his head. Fortunately, it has a thousand points of health, which can be carried for a period of time, of course, provided that the number of bleeding layers is small.

Bai Xiaowen controlled the fat boy and did not let it resist or make other changes.

After groping for a while, Dr. Zombie retracted his hand a bit awkwardly: "The core of voodoo ... not here ..."

Bai Xiaowen: "..."

With an embarrassing smirk, Dr. Zombie swiftly sutured the fat chest and finally wrapped it with gauze, which eventually made the fat stop bleeding. However, after a while of tossing, Fatty's health has been lost by a third.

"Boss, I think it's wrong. The core of voodoo is not the heart, but the brain of a suture monster! So it must be in the cranial cavity, and this time it will definitely not go wrong!" Dr. Zombie pledged vows.

"... Go on."

Bai Xiaowen's happy attitude surprised Dr. Zombie a little. However, he did not hesitate to signal Bai Xiaowen to command the fat boy to lie on the experimental table, and the sharp scalpel began to gently scrape the thinning hairs on the fat boy's head.

The reason why Bai Xiaowen is so happy is also very simple. Now that the notes have been read by Dr. Zombie and self-destructed, Dr. Zombie is the only hope for Fat Zi ’s "evolution". Do n’t believe who else he can believe? Even if the fat boy was tossed to death, he would be able to resurrect again in twelve hours.

The second dissection of the brain was very smooth. Dr. Zombie removed the voodoo core from the fat man's head.

By the time the suture was completed and the hemostasis was successful, there were only over 100 points left in the fat.

Bai Xiaowen received the prompt message of the rules of the spirit world:

"Your summoned creature was detected: The voodoo suture fat body lost an important body part: the voodoo core. This will cause great damage to the voodoo suture."

"Voodoo sutures are dormant in immobility for 3 natural days."

"At the end of the dormant state, the voodoo suture will die permanently. The death is an irreversible consequence and you will permanently lose the summoned creature."

Bai Xiaowen felt a little daddy for a moment.

"Permanently lost? No, losing the voodoo core will at most only degenerate to its original state. How could it die permanently? This is unscientific!"

There was no response from the Spirit Rule Rule message.

When Bai Xiaowen was aggressive, he heard the call of Dr. Zombie.

"Oh my god, it ’s a crystallization of wisdom and a perfect work of art! I really understood the idea in my research notes after seeing the real thing. It was really a genius idea. It seems that the medieval alchemy of the Middle Ages is also worthwhile. Well. "

Bai Xiaowen looked over. Dr. Zombie had just wiped the blood on the surface of the voodoo core, holding it like a diamond, holding out a magnifying glass with one hand, and observing the core from all sides.

"Hey, stiff. Discuss. Can you put the Voodoo Core back?"

Dr. Zombie waved his hand: "boss, don't disturb me, it's time for scientific research."

"Really? I think you want to go back to the little black room and accept Delphi's flogging!"

Bai Xiaowen was murderous.

The zombie doctor finally found out that the atmosphere was wrong, and looked a little aggressively at Bai Xiaowen: "What's wrong, boss? You don't look ... well."

"Can I get better?" Bai Xiaowen said with a word, "The fat boy is now dormant. If I don't put it back to the voodoo core, I will permanently lose this summoned creature!"

"Pretend to go back?" Exclaimed Dr. Zombie. "Why, this core value is much higher than this stupid big guy! Besides, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no problem if the original package is returned."

"What do you mean?" Bai Xiaowen squeezed a sentence out of his teeth.

"Uh, I mean, it ’s easy to take out the voodoo core. If you put it back, it ’s two different things. If you do n’t thoroughly research the voodoo core, even if you force it back, it will have a strong rejection reaction ... "

Dr. Zombie raised a finger and said quite scholarly, "We can, for example, sell kidneys easily, a small hospital without qualifications would dare to do it. But to do a kidney transplant, you need ..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Bai Xiaowen.

"Three days, I will only give you three days to reload the voodoo core."

Bai Xiaowen squinted his eyes and patted Dr. Zombie's shoulder. "Of course, the premise is to solve the **** rejection reaction and give me a lively, healthy, smart and cute fat man ... if you can't do it ... you will know the consequences yourself. "

Dr. Zombie was innocent: "Boss, this is an layman's order. It takes obviously more than three days to study this core thoroughly, not to mention I need to make corresponding adjustments to the voodoo core ..."

Bai Xiaowen snapped his fingers, and on the Black Soul Stone, Delifa's shadow appeared.

"Dear host, what do you tell me?" Delifia was as usual as before.

"After three days, if this guy can't meet my requirements, close his little black house!" Bai Xiaowen gritted his teeth.

"Okay, master!" Delifa said in surprise. "The whip is long overwhelming!"

"Where is Norton's soul, get me ready!" Bai Xiaowen said fiercely, "Maybe I need a real professional alchemist!"

Dr. Zombie trembled and said tremblingly, "What about me?"

"Positions are limited, competition is high!"

The anger on Bai Xiaowen's face closed, and he smiled abnormally. He patted Dr. Zombie's shoulder. "Your body, Mr. Norton is very interested."

"Boss, I promise with my Ph.D. that I will complete your request!" Dr. Zombie quickly changed his attitude and said with a sad face.

"Come on, I'm optimistic about you." Bai Xiaowen smiled and waved.

In fact, as a leader-level powerhouse, Norton can't save his soul consciousness at all. He can only lose his autonomy like the souls of other powerhouses.

At the beginning, Black Soul Stone spent a lot of soul essence in order to retain the self-consciousness of Kitts, an elite strongman. It is even more conceivable to consume Norton's self-consciousness. Bai Xiaowen didn't have Norton's complete consciousness at all, just just to scam Dr. Zombie to give the old guy a little pressure.

Bai Xiaowen left the institute in a happy mood, but Dr. Zombie forcedly entered the continuous overtime mode, holding a magnifying glass, studying the voodoo core carefully, and writing and drawing on parchment with the other hand ...

Not to mention Dr. Zombie, the representative of the Ironthorn family finally arrived the next afternoon when Bai Xiaowen arrived at the Kane plane.

It was Baron Albert Stein himself.

I have to say that yesterday's counterfeit Arquette really made a lot of effort. His behavior is almost the same as that of Baron Constantine, plus a mask that is enough to fake the real, and the camouflage of chameleon blood. The people of Baron Constantine would consider them to be the same person.

"Hello, I'm glad to meet the legendary Viscount Dior. Your meritorious service on the Black Rock defense line is enough to enter the annals of history!" Baron Constantine said politely, and his eyes turned to Cecilia again, " This should be the famous white rose of North Xinjiang, Viscount Cecilia. Your beauty is as beautiful as the bright moonlight. "

Without reaching a smile, Bai Xiaowen and Cecilia each gave a gift.

The so-called aristocracy is that he can't wait to stab the knife behind him, and he is so enthusiastic to worship the handle. Even if the other party is the enemy of killing his father, he must behave as a nobleman and greet the other party's family in a language without dirty words.

"I saw Baron Constantine today. I thought it was the tramp swordsman who died and was resurrected," Bai Xiaowen said lightly. "Your behavior is carved out of a mold. The Ironthorns should have trained this swordsman for a long time. Right. "

The smile on Baron Constantine put away: "Viscount Dior, I don't understand what you mean. This time I came here to clarify the fact that the wandering swordsman has nothing to do with our Ironthorn family."

"So this seal is also fake?"

Bai Xiaowen played with the seal and laughed, "Well, I should collect the seal. Such realistic seals are rare. You see, if you inject spirit, there is also the magic reflection of the Ironthorn family emblem. Now The fakes are getting more and more real. "

Baron Constantin smiled bitterly: "This seal is indeed a token of the Ironthorn family. I am here this time, in addition to clarifying the facts, I want to take back this seal and ask Viscount Dior to return to his original owner."

"Do you want to say that it was the tramp swordman who stole the seal and pretended to be you to assassinate me?"

Baron Constantin nodded cautiously: "I'm sorry, that should be the case."

Bai Xiaowen scolded the aristocrat with a thicker skin than the city wall, and sneered, "So, Mr. Harold, who is being detained, is also a fake? He is not the steward of the Ironthorn?"

"He ... is true," Baron Constantine said. No way, he can't give up Harold. The other party knows too many secrets of the Ironthorns family. Once they are used countermeasures, they will deal with the Ironthorns family in turn, and the consequences will be disastrous.

"It's interesting," Bai Xiaowen's smile grew colder. "The tramp swordsman stole the seal, even if he can let the housekeeper Harold to accompany him to give false testimony, and in a duel contract with me. And Harold's signature! Would you like to see it? "

"This, don't look at it," Baron Constantine was a little awkward. "Harold should be ... coerced."

"Very well," Bai Xiaowen stood up, "off the guest."

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"Wait! What does Viscount Dior mean?" Baron Constantine was a little hesitant. Now isn't it time to play Tai Chi with each other and talk about it well, on the premise that both sides can accept, discuss the compensation measures?

What's wrong with lifting the table directly?

Bai Xiaowen said lightly: "The Ironthorn family has no sincerity to negotiate-the prerequisite for any negotiation is to face the facts!"

Baron Constantine changed his face, stood up and faced Bai Xiaowen, and whispered: "Excuse me, if you force me to admit the facts, what good will it do to you? Report it to the empire, you will not get support. Do you want Is there a battle with Black Rock City? This is not in the interest of White Rock City ... "

Bai Xiaowen shook his head and said, "I'm a pacifist. War is always the last option. But don't you think this plot is very dramatic? I will write a script and let it appear on the stage of the Empire's major theaters. Help the Ironthorn family. "

"Besides, since this seal is genuine, I have to make good use of it, how to think about it yourself." Bai Xiaowen tapped the silver thorn seal and said with a smile.