Chapter 5: Experimental Forces Field

Chapter 5 Experimental Power Field

Chapter 5 Experimental Power Field

"hiss!"

Bob felt dizzy and groggy, like the feeling after waking up from a hangover.

He shook his head and looked up. A one-armed middle-aged man in a white coat was busy at the laboratory table with his back to him.

"professor!"

Bob staggered to his feet and greeted the man in front of him.

"Bob, you and Don did a great job on your experiment. The regeneration ability of this lizard has increased by 30%. I will approve your experimental report!"

Professor Connors was lying in front of a high-power microscope, observing the cell slide, and said without turning his head.

"Tang went back early because of something. You should go back and rest early too!"

Lizard, regeneration ability?

Bob felt dizzy. Was their experiment successful?

Is it a lizard?

A dark shadow flashed vaguely in Bob's mind, but it disappeared in an instant.

"Yes, Professor!"

Bob responded automatically and walked out.

"Strange, this lizard's regenerative ability is indeed better than its peers, but its cell division rate is not as fast as expected,"

Dr. Connors ignored Bob and focused on the microscope, changing three or four cell slides in a row. The data he obtained surprised him a little.

Connors was once a talented military doctor. During a foreign war fought by the Confederacy, he was recruited and sent to the front lines to perform surgery on the wounded.

One day, the base was attacked by the enemy and he sustained irreparable injuries to his right hand in a massive explosion;

In order to save his life, he chose to amputate and was sent back to the Federation to recuperate.

From then on, he did experiments in college, gave up surgery, and began to study the regenerative system of reptiles and various reptile biology.

In order to restore his own broken arm and to be able to create human regenerative limbs for medical use, he has been studying how to transfer the genetic characteristics of lizards' tail regeneration to humans.

Researching such a project naturally requires funding, and it is impossible to do so with just the research funds from the university.

This is why Professor Connors serves on the Osborne Group.

He is good friends with Norman Osborn, president of the Osborn Group.

As the head of the Osborn Group, Norman Osborn is well aware of the huge financial prospects if this technology can be truly developed.

So he invited Connors to become the chief researcher of the Osborne Group and provided full financial support for Connors' research.

"strangeness!"

Professor Connors tapped away at the keyboard, running simulation calculations on the computer. According to the cell division index, this lizard's regenerative ability couldn't be so fast.

Professor Connors felt more and more puzzled the more he thought about it. After a moment's thought, he clicked on the video recording in the laboratory and logged in with his own permissions, wanting to watch the experimental process of Tang Song and Bob.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

Just as Professor Connors clicked on the video, sparks suddenly came out of the host storing the experimental video.

Connors was so scared that he leaned back and fell heavily to the ground with a loud bang.

Puff puff puff...

Professor Connors got up from the ground in a somewhat embarrassed manner. At this time, the burning host was emitting thick black smoke, which directly triggered the smoke alarm and activated the sprinkler facilities.

.........

"Professor Connors, what happened?"

Looking at Professor Connors who was soaked to the skin and the burnt computer host, the security director of Osborne Building who rushed over after hearing the news asked.

Professor Connors took a towel from the security guard and wiped his messy wet hair, looking a little confused:

"Maybe the circuit is aging, this computer host suddenly caught fire!"

"Circuit aging?" The security director frowned. "Professor, does this host computer store important experimental data?"

The security director's heart skipped a beat. You know, for the sake of confidentiality, the important research projects of the Osborne Group often use an intranet, and the data is stored on the hard disk rather than on the network.

The security director frowned as if important research data were really lost.

"That's not the case," Professor Connors shook his head. "The burned host hard drive contained all the experimental videos, and the specific experimental data has been archived!"

Hearing that there was no important data, the security director breathed a sigh of relief. As the person in charge of security for the Osborne Building, if a major accident really happened, whether it was accidental or man-made, he would not be able to escape responsibility.

The spontaneous combustion was caused by an aging circuit, and the loss was only a computer. He could still suppress the matter.

......

"Tang, what are you trying to hide?"

In the brighter laboratory, the burnt computer had been taken away. Professor Connors sat in his office chair, looking at the lizard lying motionless in the culture room, somewhat absent-minded.

The computers in the laboratory had just been replaced half a year ago, and there were dedicated personnel to maintain them every once in a while. It was impossible for the circuits to age unless someone had tampered with them.

Thinking about how the host spontaneously combusted when he just wanted to check the experimental video, and the lizard's self-healing ability was completely unscientific, Professor Connors had some vague guesses in his mind.

.........

One block away from the Osborne Building, on a corner, a black Rolls-Royce stretch limousine was parked quietly on the side of the road.

Tang Song, wearing a plaid shirt and carrying a backpack, walked slowly to the car.

A white man, who was at least two meters tall, wearing a neat tuxedo, snow-white silk gloves, and a short silver-white crew cut, stood solemnly at the car door.

Seeing Tang Song approaching, he opened the car door swiftly, respectfully took the backpack from Tang Song's hand, and after helping Tang Song get in the car, he put the backpack in the trunk, got in the car himself and closed the door.

In the driver's seat, Kane started the car quickly and sped away.

In the spacious carriage, in addition to Tang Song and the white man who opened the door, there was also a young woman with a delicate face and slightly messy brown long hair. She was wearing a denim jacket on the upper body and white jeans with holes on the lower body. She was concentrating on typing on the tablet in her hand.

Seeing Tang Song sitting down, the woman turned off the computer, turned around and asked:

"Boss, is everything ok? How's the experiment going?"

With long brown hair and a delicate face, she has a distinct oriental beauty and a hint of mixed-race charm.

Tang Song easily took the cocktail offered by the white man, took a sip and praised sincerely: "Ryan, you are the best bartender in the world."

Regardless of the implicit pride revealed by the white man, Tang Song spread out his palm, revealing a black jade ring on his thumb:

"Osborn's lab is really good, and the experiment was very successful! My path is indeed feasible!"

The mixed-race girl looked at the jade ring in Tang Song's hand with some curiosity, and was about to reach out to touch it.

At this moment, the jade ring on Tang Song's thumb suddenly moved, and the sound of metal leaves shaking was heard. Amid the rustling sound, the black jade ring stretched out and turned into a small black snake.

The black snake crawled to Tang Song's palm, coiled into a small snake formation, and stared at the mixed-race girl with cold eyes.

"Ah!" The mixed-race girl was startled and her whole body shrank back suddenly, almost jumping up.

The strong white man nearby was startled when he saw the black snake, and his hand subconsciously reached for the pistol at his waist.

As a former special forces soldier, his sixth sense made him feel a strong sense of death crisis from this little black snake.

Tang Song raised his thumb and tapped the black snake's head, smiling slightly:

"Don't be afraid, this snake is very obedient!"

The black snake crawled up along Tang Song's thumb, circled his thumb, connected head to tail, and turned into a black jade ring again.

"It's amazing, boss, you are really not a mutant, is your ability to control animals?"

The mixed-race girl looked curious.

Tang Song gently stroked the black jade ring and chuckled, "Mutants, their abilities are all unique. As we say in my hometown, they are gifted by God. But the God of this world is not very friendly to me. My abilities are acquired through practice."

"Oh my God, God?" The mixed-race girl rubbed her eyes. The word "Oh my God" was obviously beyond her understanding.

"Practice as a magician, that sounds so cool."

"But, Boss, for mutants, their abilities are not a gift from God. For most people, they are a curse from the devil. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, they have always been regarded as freaks!"

As a computer expert and a member of the hacker group Rising Tide, Skye naturally knew a lot of things that the federal government deliberately concealed.

There are many news reports about mutants being discriminated against and even used for experiments.

"Skye, if mutants with super powers are freaks, then what about God? In the Bible, He is described as omniscient and omnipotent. What is He? A super freak!" Tang Song asked back.

The mixed-race girl Skye was speechless for a moment, and after a while she muttered quietly: "This is different!"

Tang Song smiled, his eyes gleaming with ambition: "The only difference is strength. A mutant with omniscience and omnipotence can also be worshipped as a god!"

Skye turned his head and looked at Tang Song, his delicate face full of inquiry and curiosity.

She was not a Catholic, and she actually felt a little aroused by her boss's blasphemous remarks.

Skye didn't know much about her own BOSS. One year ago, when she was restocking her RV with supplies, she encountered a sudden zero-dollar purchase.

Coincidentally, Tang Song was in the store run by a Chinese at that time, asking about purchasing cinnabar in the country.

Naturally, the two armed black men were shot one by one by Kane who was following Tang Song.

In order to avoid trouble, Tang Song invited Sky to be his guest for a few days while dealing with the corpse.

Shockwave Girl, this is what Tang Song thought of after learning that Skye was a computer hacker and combining her name. It seems that after awakening, she has the superpower of creating shockwaves.

However, compared to her mutant abilities, Tang Song is more concerned about her other identity - computer hacker.

After traveling through this world for more than two years, Tang Song has already had a general understanding of this world's huge and complex worldview.

It is a blend of the Marvel and mutant worlds, mixed with a variety of dark forces such as werewolves, vampires, and wizards.

If Tang and Song wanted to practice cultivation, they naturally had to have the four major elements of cultivation: Dharma, friends, wealth and land.

After spending two years, Tang Song managed to establish a small force of his own.

A computer hacker with good skills and great development potential would naturally be useful to Tang Song.

A confused girl who is in an economic crisis and is dedicated to finding out her own life experience.

Even though they have weaknesses, it is not difficult for Tang and Song to recruit them.

"Any interesting news lately?"

Tang Song shook his wine glass and looked at the tablet in Skye's hand.

Skye, who was staring at Tang Song's face in a daze, withdrew his gaze in panic and said quickly: "Yes, there are several. The Brotherhood of Mutants attacked an organization that opposes mutants. It is said that the military was dispatched and killed several backbone members of the Brotherhood of Mutants."

Skye clicked on the tablet screen and brought up a series of video clips and pictures.

In the video, you can see people of different skin colors using their own skills to deal with the fully armed federal soldiers.

These people can either spray water or control sand, rocks and trees. They look extremely magical, but they are nothing compared to the organized and fully armed federal soldiers.

Their resistance was indeed somewhat powerless.

In the video, a mutant who can control sand and stone wrapped his body with a thick layer of sand and stone armor, hoping to use it to break out of the army's encirclement.

In fact, the bullets couldn't break his armor, but with a loud bang, the RPG shot directly into his soul.

In the dust, with the army using heavy weapons, the stragglers of the Brotherhood of Mutants were quickly slaughtered.

......

Brotherhood of Mutants, Tang and Song looked at the superpowers shown by the mutants in the video, and they were all non-powerful mutants.

None of the powerful mutants he knew in his memory showed up.

To be honest, Tang and Song were more curious about them.

Especially the Omega-level mutants in the comics, their ability descriptions are developed to the extreme and are even comparable to some top magical powers.

What's more, it is no less than the top-notch protective magical powers of some of the great magical powers above.

It can even control time and space. Of course, how much water there is is a matter of opinion.

Tang Song was playing with the wine glass when he suddenly remembered a method of refining magical instruments from the Heshan Dao.

I just don't know whether the mutant abilities of these mutants are based on genes or the soul level.

It could be studied, an evil idea emerged in Tang Song's mind, but his expression was calm as usual. He raised his glass and took a sip of wine.

"The Rising Tide organization got some information about the Behemoth from somewhere. It's a covert organization called Emperor."

Skye reopened a video.

The noise made by the rotation of the helicopter propellers and the flash of fully armed federal soldiers in the video screen all showed fear in their eyes.

The video footage is very short. Apart from the footage shot inside the helicopter, the rest is a bird's-eye view.

Below the sky is a crater with lava rolling in the crater. The figure of a giant beast resembling a winged demon can be vaguely seen.

Looking down from the sky, the body of this giant magma beast occupies most of the crater, and the body exposed outside alone is dozens of meters long. The surface of the red body is covered with a thick layer of magma.

Rodan!

Looking at the image of the giant beast in the video, Tang Song's expression became a little solemn. He handed the wine glass to Ryan beside him, took the tablet from Skye, and watched the video twice.

That's right, it is indeed Rodan, one of the ancient Titans, the Monarch organization. This is Godzilla's worldview.

Tang Song put down the computer and rubbed his brows. Thinking about the giant beast that weighed tens of thousands of tons and was hundreds of meters long, even Tang Song felt a little headache.

You have to know that in Godzilla's world view, the three-headed dragon Ghidorah really has the ability to destroy the world. The storm generated by this thing flying can directly tear the stratosphere and easily destroy a city.

Thanos, the three-headed dragon King Ghidorah, Ultron, and Tang Song beat King Ghidorah in his heart, even though there was always someone tall to hold up the sky if it fell.

But for Tang Song himself, this is not a movie theater where he can stay out and watch others fight to death.

Now that he is a character in the play, he is not in the habit of entrusting his safety to others.

One's own strength is still the bottom line, but unfortunately the speed of improving strength is still a bit slow.

Tang Song sighed inwardly and pressed the call button on the small table in front of him: "Kane, send Skye back first, I'll go to the field to take a look."

Kane, who was driving, nodded silently.

......

The car stopped at a relatively remote street in Brooklyn, New York. Tang Song slowly got out of the car and stood in front of the door of a bar called "Guns N' Roses". The car went straight to the underground garage at the back.

At this time, Tang Song, who had changed into a white suit, walked into the door. A dozen black men with frowning eyebrows and glaring eyes welcomed him in with smiles on their faces, saying flatteringly: "Boss, everything is fine today, there is no problem."

Tang Song nodded with satisfaction and walked into the brightly lit bar.

A heavy metal band was twisting their bodies wildly on the stage, making a lot of noise, and a dozen blonde beauties were shaking wildly around them.

In the middle of the dance floor, countless young people were huddled together and twitching.

Occasionally, screams could be heard from the semi-enclosed boxes around them, but their mouths were immediately covered by something.

Several gay men walked towards the handsome man with laughter, but were immediately knocked away by a few punches from the black man next to Tang Song.

Several vendors who were doing some unspeakable business smiled obsequiously at Tang Song and nodded, quickly delivering goods and collecting money, greeting people and doing business at the same time.

I thought it was a stand-alone game. Thanks to Blood Elegy, brother.