Chapter 1318

"Self repair in alchemy? No! No! This is not self repair in the ordinary sense, but has the characteristics of a complete life."

Luke seemed to have found something interesting, and his eyes glittered with excitement and curiosity.

You should know that although the bionic alchemy puppet created by darente people also has a certain degree of self-healing ability, it is impossible to connect the broken arm after all the nerve conduction and energy transmission systems are damaged.

This scene at present is not so much the crystallization of technology as a kind of special ability that life evolves itself and finally obtains.

There is no doubt that this guy with strange appearance and behavior has long been no longer a simple alchemy puppet, but has evolved into a semi artificial and semi life special individual under the interference of unknown forces.

Although it does not have complex logic, thinking and judgment, it has a preliminary self-consciousness, and even knows how to hunt other intelligent life and promote its growth by swallowing each other's flesh and soul.

"Blood! Viscera! Give me your blood! Viscera!"

The puppet obviously doesn't have too high intelligence. He just follows the originally set fighting instinct and has an unparalleled desire to complete evolution. He keeps talking about a few simple words in darente language and focuses on the boy who has caused great damage to himself twice.

Obviously, in its pure consciousness, it has listed this little man as the first threat.

As for the rest of the trembling team members, they were firmly fixed in place by the red viscous substance ejected in the next few seconds and became lambs slaughtered by the incumbent on the chopping board.

Staring at the puppet who approached him carefully step by step, Luke suddenly asked, "who are you?"

"I... who am I?" the puppet stopped with a puzzled expression on his face.

"That's right! Who are you? Or who do you think you are?" Luke led the conversation with interest.

He could feel that the puppet's intelligence in front of him should not have been so low. Perhaps it was lack of communication and communication, or it might not be able to overcome strong primitive instincts and desires. In short, even if some of the puppet's own intelligence was preserved, it should not become the strange appearance now.

"Who are you?"

Without knowing how to answer, the puppet asked the same rhetorical question.

Needless to ask, he knows that his intellectual potential is being awakened rapidly, and even temporarily gives up his plan to continue the attack and stops at a distance of less than ten meters from the target.

"I'm Luke, a traveler interested in lost knowledge." the boy calmly gave the answer.

"Luke?" the puppet tilted his head as if thinking about something. After a while, he continued to ask, "is this your name?"

"Yes! This is my name. It's the name of the tribal elders who raised me." Luke smiled and nodded.

The survivors in the distance who were in place by the dark red viscous material net couldn't help but open their mouths and couldn't believe what their eyes saw.

Because in their eyes, the murderer who killed countless companions is a deformed, distorted, cruel and bloodthirsty monster. He should not and cannot have wisdom, let alone communicate.

But now, with a strong spell casting ability, Luke, regarded by them as the only one who has the ability to fight it, began to talk to the monster in a language they don't understand.

"He... What is he doing?" a man wrapped in a cocoon of red viscous material couldn't help asking his close companions.

The latter smiled bitterly and shook his head: "how could I know. That child, with a different way of thinking from all of us, maybe he can persuade the monster to let us go."

"Let us go? Are you kidding? That damn monster killed half of us, including the guide and team leader. At present, even if we leave the forest alive, we can't find the right way in the endless desert, let alone remember the places where we can supply and rest. Don't be naive. We have lost our future and life An old man with a bitter face said the cruel reality.

His words were like some kind of terrible curse, which instantly made every survivor present look desperate.

Living in this apocalyptic world is so difficult that an accident can disintegrate the seemingly powerful team in a short time.

However, the life and death of the team members is obviously not Luke's concern.

He was carefully observing the connection between the puppet and countless hands and feet, and asked meaningfully, "did you install these limbs yourself?"

"Yes!" the puppet nodded without thinking.

"Why? Why are you putting so many hands and feet on yourself?" Luke continued.

"Because they can make me stronger! Hunt! Then evolve! I... Want to have a real soul." the puppet raised his head and his eyes were full of extreme desire.

Shock!

An indescribable feeling welled up in Luke's heart.

He dares to swear that he has never seen such a numbing persistence and desire.

Will usually refers to the views or ideas of a living body on things, which is also the driving force for practice.

If an ordinary person's wish to live is one, then the puppet's desire for a complete soul is a thousand.

"Can you... Give me flesh and blood and internal organs? You are very strong. If you devour you, I will be reborn." the puppet slowly stretched out his strongest arm and tried to touch the boy's face.

But unfortunately, before it approached, Luke resolutely cast his magic and separated the two with an energy position.

He stretched out a finger and shook it with a smile in front of the other side: "No, no, no, I won't give you my blood, viscera, or even soul. On the contrary, I can give you another choice, a choice that can get a complete soul without killing. But the premise is that you have to tell you how you become what you are now and how you awaken your self-consciousness. Most importantly, What secrets are hidden in the ruins of this ancient city! "

"Soul! Give me a complete soul! Now! Now!"

As if the puppet had been stimulated by something, his mood suddenly became intense, and his aggression increased from basically zero to the highest in an instant.

If it is not blocked by a force field, it will definitely rush up at the first time.