Mage Adam Chapter 439: Civilization in a desperate situation (1)

"Language and text collection and translation completed, do you accept it?"

There was a beep from the personal chip. After Nahum chose to receive it, the sounds that weren't too loud around him made sense.

"Clan members who have passed the normal body test come here, and they will collect germ cells uniformly later. After the collection, you can receive living materials for five people..."

"The congeners who have passed the warlock's test come here to inject stabilizing reagents, and the demon cell transplantation will start two hours later..."

Warlock, demon cell transplantation, these are two key words, Nahum wandered behind them, quietly took a stabilizing reagent, opened it and put it in his mouth, and found that it was a kind of stabilizing reagent. The potion to ensure that the root of life will not collapse, the effect is very good, no worse than the same kind of potion made by the Fourth Holy Tower, which contains a small amount of harmful substances, this should be a mutated vaccine.

The maintainers of these orders should be the warlocks. They are... very terrifying. There are more or less mutated tissues on the body. This is definitely not a benign phenomenon. They are consuming the life force of the warlocks.

And the energy they radiate, at first glance, is no different from magic.

Nahum pauses here for a moment, then turns to the other side after recording.

This side is another situation. The order is still in order. The creatures line up mechanically, holding pieces of monster flesh in their hands. These flesh and blood are even low in disgusting blood, but these creatures do not even have a little blood. Be willing to waste, even if swallowing is very painful, still don't let them fall at will.

"The food synthesizer will start working in five minutes, and it will work for one hour..."

The Food Synthesizer is a rudimentary five-meter-tall machine. Not to mention the principle it uses, the manufacturing process is not even as good as the level of the Master's ancient times, the exposed power core and pipes, the chimney that emits smoke of suspicious color, and There was a loud noise during startup that sounded like it was about to fall apart.

After five minutes, the noise subsided a little, and the mechanical surface opened an entrance and an exit up and down. The creatures in the queue stepped forward in silence and threw the flesh and blood of the monsters into the entrance above.

"One kilogram...three kilograms..." A voice came from the machine, reporting the weight of the filler.

Soon after the filling of the flesh and blood was completed, the noise became louder again. Nahum could see that the inside of the machine began to decompose the flesh and blood. The decomposed flesh and blood flowed into the production line for reprocessing and synthesis, and a black-purple gel flowed out from the outlet below. It was divided into equal pieces by the machine, and the creatures in the queue silently stepped forward again to take their fair share.

Nahum didn't need to get a sample to know that it contained the energy necessary for ordinary life to live. It must not be delicious, but at least it was harmless and could keep people alive.

He also noticed that the ratio of input and gain is not the same, but the creatures did not express any dissatisfaction because of this. They were all used to it. After receiving the supplies, they carefully put them away, then turned away from the city and returned to the wilderness. .

An hour passed quickly, several food synthesizers stopped working on time, and Nahum turned back to the other side.

The warlocks entered the city with several teams. There is a protective layer outside the city. Its strength can block up to third-level magic, and it is more to shield the void radiation and suppress the warlock's own energy to harm ordinary people.

There are more warlocks in the city. They rest in dilapidated houses, and their bodies are agitated with different kinds of demons. They seem to be no different from the demons, but Nahum knows that they are suppressing the organization in this way. Mutation.

They are waiting for the monster's next attack.

The warlock led the queued people to a workshop full of culture tanks, and brought them to both sides according to the original distribution. First, the germ cell contributors, after sterilization, walked into the culture tank and soaked in the liquid.

A ferocious and icy tube was inserted into their bodies, and it could be clearly seen that their whole bodies were trembling because of the pain. Reduced, thin.

Thirty seconds later, the cultivation tank was opened, and the devotees were sent out. They fell unsteadily to the ground, but stood up on their own without support, put on their clothes and took the gel food and went straight out of the city.

During the whole process, not a word was said, even though he or she was already weak and unsteady, even though they knew they had few days to live.

Nahum entered the factory and found that there were more small incubation tanks, most of which were embryos, and some were babies. Some warlocks in strict isolation suits were carefully taking out the fully grown babies. , and inject medicine into their bodies.

"Unqualified...Unqualified..."

"Passed!"

The unqualified individuals were not discarded, but were put into the secondary cultivation tank, while the qualified individuals entered the higher-level cultivation tank, where the nutrient solution was full of energy aura.

At this time, a voice from outside entered Nahum's ears: "The demon cell transplantation has begun, and the standby warlock is ready to obliterate."

From the room on the other side of the factory, senior warlocks who also wore isolation suits came out. They imprisoned a fourth-level monster in their own way, and then silently opened its body and removed it from the part close to the energy core. cell.

The recipients were also cut open to reveal the heart and brain, and the warlocks approached them with demon cells ~IndoMTL.com~ to transplant the cells into their bodies.

What happened next was brutal.

Nahum admits that their methods are not weak, but due to limited resources, they do not have a complete security system. All transplant recipients have severe rejection reactions, and random parts of the successful body are organized by monsters Instead, he instantly became an extraordinary life and obtained the qualification to use the magic energy. The loser mutated all over his body and became a monster directly, and was obliterated by the warlock on standby.

The number of people who fail is far greater than the number of people who succeed.

However, no one cared about this tragedy, whether it was the caster or the transplanted.

The surgeon performed the operation mechanically, while the transplanted person was numbly watching the success or death of their companions. The team did not panic.

The operation was all over after three hours, and only 182 of the nearly 1,000 transplant recipients survived. Nahum's eyes can easily see that they gained strength, but lost their power as a Most of the functions of healthy life, including various senses, and... reproductive ability, in their next life process, in addition to fighting monsters and then sacrificing, they can only fight against mutated body tissues, and there will be limits after success. Become stronger, failure is only a dead end.

Nahum left the 'Arsenal' and wandered the city.

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