Published: March 2, 2025
"And also..."
At this point, old blackskin pointed to the empty syringe in his hand.
"One can be produced every Earth day!"
In that moment, old blackskin looked incredibly proud!
He indeed had the capital to be arrogant.
Beijing had continuously attempted to create clones of Wen Yu and Tang Haofei, but due to technological barriers, they could not produce a decent strong clone body; instead, they made a lot of cannon fodder.
However, this barrier was nothing in the eyes of old blackskin!
Upon hearing this, Aoga and Yan Kairuo exchanged glances, and a series of numbers began to emerge in their minds.
Peak level eight... physical quality of fifty thousand points...
Able to refresh the life and death battle resolution ten times!
This meant that after ten times, the combat ability of a single clone body would directly reach a staggering 51.2 million points!
To Aoga and Yan Kairuo, this didn’t seem like much, but this power, when placed on Earth with its level restraint of eight...
In that moment, Aoga and Yan Kairuo decisively knelt down...
"Master Prophet, you truly are exceptionally clever, unmatched in wisdom..."
A series of flattery poured out of Aoga's mouth, and old blackskin floated on air from the praise, until Aoga finally revealed his true intention once the flattery reached its end.
"Uh, Master Prophet, can we have a little more of that quantity?"
Though a clone body that refreshed the life and death battle resolution ten times would be enough to destroy the world, human greed knows no bounds, does it?
Hearing this, old blackskin didn’t get angry; he simply shook his head resolutely.
"This is not a matter of technology, it’s a matter of blood. Look at these."
After saying that, old blackskin pointed to the petri dishes behind him.
"Each container has a clone body, but without injecting Tang Haofei's blood, we cannot awaken the skills within them, so it’s not that I cannot do it, but that there isn’t enough blood from that kid!"
Upon hearing this, Aoga immediately became anxious.
"Just draw as much as you can, as long as you don't kill him."
Old blackskin shook his head again.
"What I'm drawing isn’t just any blood; it’s essence, do you understand? Besides, I still have use for that kid, I can't carelessly damage his foundation."
Despite Aoga's numerous attempts to persuade him, old blackskin continued to refuse.
Seeing this, Aoga was left speechless, and in the end, after being kicked and shoved by old blackskin, he reluctantly walked out of old blackskin's laboratory with today’s clone body.
...
The one-eyed and Star left the Netherworld, racing back to the command headquarters located in District One.
"Give me the stuff."
As soon as they stepped in, Fran extended his hand, asking for the sample of the mechanical nemesis.
The one-eyed threw the small bottle to Fran, who didn’t issue any further orders and dashed out, looking to personally deliver this precious item to Wei Tian.
The one-eyed watched Fran run out of the command room, then pretended to take Fran’s place, staring intently at the display screen while barking a series of commands.
"Here! Send someone to take them down!"
"And over there! What is Lin Que doing? Why didn't he fight like this earlier!"
After a whole lot of noisy barking, the large screen suddenly went black, and the next second, Lin Haifeng's face filled the entire display array.
"Stop fooling around, you two have other tasks."
"What task?"
Upon seeing Lin Haifeng personally intervening, the one-eyed immediately dared not act recklessly, squatting in a disciplined manner like a model soldier.
"District Eight, frontline. I suspect that after Victor was trapped, the demonic clan will soon unveil their next trump card, and in terms of strength, this trump card will not be weaker than the mechanical nemesis. I need you two to hold the frontline; one to relieve the current pressure, and two, to prepare for the demonic clan's next move."
At this point, Lin Haifeng's expression became slightly bitter.