Chapter 744 You’re here talking science to me?

Chapter 744 You're here talking science to me?

William was opening the file on a second mutated creature, discussing some of its characteristics with Frederick and the others.

A woman in a white protective suit shouted, "Dr. Sanger, the Demon Whale with Bloody Teeth has surfaced!"

"What? Where did it surface from?" Frederick's voice became sharp with excitement.

They had just been discussing the Demon Whale with Bloody Teeth, and now it had appeared.

It was almost too terrifying.

The appearance of the Demon Whale with Bloody Teeth, did that not mean a storm of blood and violence was coming?

"Dr. Sanger, calm down, the Demon Whale with Bloody Teeth appeared in the central Pacific, it's not a threat to the continental areas."

Frederick sighed deeply and commanded, "Quick, turn on the big screen!"

The research institute had a large screen for projecting information received from satellites.

The clearer these pieces of information, the better. Facing powerful mutated creatures, humans still knew too little and needed to analyze more details to avoid being caught off guard in future encounters.

"William," Walker asked curiously, glancing at William, "do you think this Demon Whale with Bloody Teeth could actually fly?"

William had claimed he could speak with beasts, and Walker believed him. In the Mount Olympus jungle, he had seen William sitting on a large rock while the mutated creatures deliberately avoided attacking him.

From this, it was clear William had many secrets.

And then there was that so-called swift movement.

Damn, could any secret technique be that fast?

Could a novice Soulmancer really outpace an S-class fighter?

William looked back at Walker and countered, "What do you think?"

Walker smacked his lips twice and said, "I think... such a big guy, without wings, it might be a bit difficult to fly."

William chuckled, "And you're here talking science to me?"

Walker paused for half a second, then looked back at the big screen and said, "It should be able to fly, right?"

Wings are not necessary for flight?

What about all those Soulmancers who fly through the air, or the witches riding brooms—do they have wings, or do their artifacts have wings?

"Its flight speed is about 10 feet per second."

10 feet per second—what kind of speed was that?

Frederick commented, "It seems it can fly, but its flight speed isn't fast. After all, it's a mutated marine creature, not a bird. Continue recording."

Walker stood by, silently pulling a household hammer from the storage space in his underwear, and said, "Dr. Sanger, I have bigger ones, which one do you want?"

Frederick adjusted his glasses and asked, "How big can you get?"

"Not a small appetite!" Walker exclaimed, pulling out a hammer with a 2-foot-long handle from his storage underwear. This hammer weighed at least 550 pounds, especially good for replenishing iron in the body!

Seeing the hammer, Frederick couldn't help but take a deep breath, but his expression quickly returned to normal as he said, "I am a scientist, and a scientist's words must be precise!"

"Ah!? So eat it then!" Walker was curious about how the old man would manage to swallow the hammer.

Could it be that he now relied on the power of technology to enable his stomach to digest any metal?

That would be quite impressive!

Indeed, as Frederick had said, theoretically, there is nothing in the world that cannot be explained by science,if there is, it's merely temporarily unexplainable.

Does that mean, in other words, that science can achieve all things unimaginable?

Enough said, if a Soulmancer can do it, science should be able to achieve it too. After all, Walker's physique, enhanced by witchcraft potions, allows him to swallow that hammer.

"I am a meticulous scientist!! In our hometown, when I say 'eat a hammer,' it means I won't eat it!" Frederick was really fed up with this person. Didn't he understand the concept of speaking figuratively?

"Forced explanation, huh!" Walker was baffled. Still using hometown expressions, are you really a master of language?

That's unreasonable!

Excessive!

Samuel couldn't stand it anymore and scolded, "Walker, that's enough! Shut up! Don't disturb Dr. Sanger!"

"Can't admit you lost the bet, huh?" Walker muttered, putting away the two hammers.

Frederick finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Continue monitoring the movements of this Demon Whale with Bloody Teeth, see what its speed really is, and whether it could potentially threaten the land."

Samuel said, "I wonder if Washington will launch an attack on it!"

Frederick replied, "They probably won't. This Demon Whale with Bloody Teeth is far from our land. For now, it doesn't pose a threat to the continental area. A rash attack might provoke it instead. This creature seems to possess a certain level of intelligence. If attacked, it will surely retaliate."