Chapter 1378

With the end of the short conversation, the boy's days returned to the experiment day after day.

Because he did not try to escape, do any damage, or make small moves in the whole process, the darentes gradually relaxed their vigilance.

Although he hasn't contacted more than 10000 forbidden magic arrays on him, he can no longer restrict his free movement in a fixed range.

But the guards didn't know that all his disguises were for one thing, that is, to get the magic equipment that the speaker carried with him.

To this end, he even allowed the experimenters to extract their own "genetic genes" and give them to the female offspring of those congressmen. He planned to cultivate a large number of mixed race offspring, and then conduct artificial screening and elimination. Finally, only those with no defects and strong talents were retained and slowly integrated into the upper ruling class of darente.

But unfortunately, these guys full of ambition and desire simply don't understand that no matter how many times they try, they can never achieve even one success.

As a reincarnator, a boy is destined to surpass most of life in the material universe from the moment of birth, so his genetic genes have unimaginable reproductive isolation.

Let alone the darente civilization, which is still in the position of mortals, even if the gods come, they can't find any good way.

……

"Well, what's the progress of the experiment?"

The boy stood as like as two peas in front of a translucent container. He looked at the clone that was exactly the same as himself but had dissected thorax and brain.

Can't help but feel as like as two peas.

But he didn't have any fear, and he ate snacks carelessly.

"Sorry, there is no new progress yet. But the experiment the day before yesterday found an interesting phenomenon, that is, when trying to endow clones with souls, their brains will produce a lot of information feedback. Two research groups are working day and night to decipher all the feedback. The speaker believes that these information centers hide great secrets." Male researcher darrenter explained without looking back.

"Feedback? I see..." the boy pursed his mouth and showed a funny smile.

But soon, he returned to his usual casual appearance and slowly continued along the corridor.

The nervous and busy researchers did not notice that at the moment of leaving, the red light symbolizing danger on the complex instrument behind kept flashing, but it returned to calm again after about two or three seconds.

In fact, not only this clone, but all the clones in the whole laboratory trembled uncontrollably, and some even opened their black eyes like an abyss.

Later, they quickly closed their eyes and returned to a deep sleep.

About two or three days later, when the speaker and several members of Parliament came to the secret laboratory again to personally preside over an important experiment, the boy immersed in the container suddenly raised his head without warning and asked meaningfully, "do you know what the stupidest behavior in the world is?"

"Hmm? What do you mean?" the speaker suddenly had a very bad feeling.

"Literally. Do you know why those clones always have no signs of life feedback? The answer is actually very simple..."

The voice just fell!

All clones in hundreds of culture tanks in the laboratory, even the parts that were dismembered or broken, opened their eyes, grinned and said, "because I am their consciousness! I am their soul! Every crone you create is equivalent to my separation."

"Damn it! Come on! Cut it off..."

A researcher was clearly aware of something and rushed frantically to the device responsible for supplying energy to the culture tank, like pressing the most prominent red button on the top.

But unfortunately, it was a little late in the end.

Just before he ran close, before his arm could fall, an energy storm like a mountain tsunami swept through every corner of the laboratory.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

A large number of precious and sensitive instruments have triggered violent explosions under the baptism of the storm, of which the most violent is undoubtedly near the speaker's location.

In order to resist the fire, shock wave and deafening noise, he had to start a lot of defense magic, but he still retreated, so that many belongings fell in the retreat and impact, including the magic weapon used to deal with the shadow guard.

When the energy storm gradually dissipated, naked boys came out of the translucent broken containers, each emitting amazing energy.

"Oh my God! He's right. We're stupid." a congressman stared wide and trembled uncontrollably.

Although these clones are not as powerful as the boy himself, under the control of his own consciousness, the destructive power erupted in a short time is absolutely enough to make every darente present feel overwhelmed.

"Block the laboratory! Now! Now! In addition, activate the highest level of protection measures, and in no case can he escape." the speaker ordered with a gloomy face.

"Ming... Understand!"

"Start the defense! Block the whole laboratory!"

"The first level defense measures are activated! The crisis handling team will arrive at the scene of the accident in three minutes."

"Isolation blockade protocol activated! Magic blockade activated!"

"All entrances and exits have been blocked!"

……

With a series of broadcasts, the huge underground laboratory began to enter a state of emergency.

Various emergency measures have been activated one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the battle started in the core area.

No hesitation!

Both sides took out the ability to press the bottom of the box at the beginning. They don't care whether the laboratory will be destroyed in the fierce battle. All kinds of powerful spells emerge one after another.

In particular, the clone army does not care whether they will be injured or die at all. Even if their magic is exhausted, they will blow themselves up and inflict heavy damage on the enemy.

In less than a few minutes, the defense line led by the speaker and members of Parliament collapsed.

If it were not for the large number of puppets and combatants who came later, it is estimated that at least two seriously injured parliamentarians would die on the spot.

When they finally stabilized, they suddenly found that the boy's body had picked up the magic item that fell on the ground and joked in a sarcastic tone: "sorry, I've got what I want. If you don't let go, guess why I tried every means to get it..."