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Chapter 368 Mechanical Clock 'Morning Star'

Hidden so deeply.

It seems that this so-called Genetic Data and Life Society is also aware of its own distorted nature.

He has seen too many of these things since he got the time-travel game.

Queen sister Rundel took out the intelligent core with the characteristics of a large library from her leather jacket and began to copy the core computer room data.

These data are enough to serve as merit for her promotion.

But Rendel was not greedy. She said she would make a copy for Su Wen when she returned to Starfall Port.

And now.

Su Wen also found the key person who knew the whole story:

"Krosan, why are you locked up here?"

"who are you?"

A thin, disheveled woman in the dungeon asked back with a puzzled look on her face.

"Why do you know my name?"

“I don’t know you though.

But I know Nelson.

Nelson Ryan.

who is he.

I don't need to introduce myself any further, I'm Krosan Ryan, a senior researcher at the Genetic Data and Life Institute.

Hear him say that.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then asked nervously:

“My brother.

Is he here too?
I clearly warned him not to come here."

"He's fine."

Su Wen said calmly,
“Forget introducing yourself.

I am Rhein, the Night's Watcher, and I need everything you know, Krosan.

What exactly did you do in collaboration with the cultists?"

She fixed her messy hair.

But the effect didn't seem obvious, so I gave up quickly.

“The genetic information remaining in the dragon’s skeleton.

They wanted to create artificial dragonborn who was not inherited by blood and could be recognized by the Trace of the Silver Sea.

Quite the opposite.

They need to carry out genetic compilation and genetic ascension.

But if this research is really realized, I will definitely win the Nobel Prize in Biology."

I heard she was quite proud.

Even though Rendel, as a sentinel, had only been exposed to superficial knowledge, she understood the madness of their actions. She said helplessly:

“If you can really make it happen.

You don’t need a Nobel Prize, you can set up a Krosan Gold Medal for Biology.”

Su Wen heard the sarcasm towards these crazy scientists in her words.

But now is not the time to vent your emotions.

He analyzed calmly and rationally.

“It seems that those dark purple snakes are the byproducts of the experiment.

I have just carefully observed the vitality of a mutant sea snake. The replication protein activity is high and the cell proliferation is in a stable state.

It doesn’t look like a product of a problem with DNA replication.”

Hearing him say this, Krosan's eyes lit up, not caring about her messy long hair:
"Mr. Rhine.

All I know is that you’re a handsome guy who’s on Twitter headlines every day.

I didn't expect that you know so much about genetic life sciences.

I tried to use polymerase chain reaction (PCR) to amplify the active alpha fragment remaining in the target dragon skeleton and connect it with the vector, and then perform enzyme digestion identification and sequencing comparison.

The plasmid with the correct sequence was transfected into UISPCH cells.

Subsequently, the overexpression characteristics of the Dragon Skeleton Alpha-myu gene were indeed detected in the cell sequences of those Lost Sea sea snakes.

I am indeed almost done with my research.”

"Then who is your contact with the outside world?"

“It was always the white mask before.

But he didn’t come today, otherwise I probably wouldn’t have survived.”

"I killed the cult leader White Mask a long time ago."

He narrated it lightly.

But he didn't pay attention to Krosan's shocked expression.

Su Wen didn't expect that one of the parts of his plan would actually save Nelson's sister.

But it's the same as what he said.

This man is indeed a mad scientist who is no less capable than the Cult of the Tide.

This is the end.

A few people at a secret gathering in the Old Port:

White Mask died in the tunnels under the factory area. He was rescued by Loveson-Fall at the lighthouse.

The great engineer Lanstreet Babbage-Thorinsodam was also killed by Jiang Menghan.

Only the woman in the red dress was left.

But he has more important things to do now.

“Krosan, help me analyze the extent to which the dragon skeleton in the research institute can be enhanced by the pollution of the abyss.

be quick. "

At the same time.

He connected to the internal communication of the Dawn system:

"Menghan, I have two pieces of news now, which one do you want to hear first?
I heard a hint of fatigue in his words.

The girl also replied tenderly and distressedly:
“Any good news?”

Su Wen replied gently,

“The good news is that I have found the dragon skeleton, which is kept in a deeper research area of the cultist gathering place below the factory area.

And the other bad news is.

The dragon skeleton is only 32% complete."

The iceberg girl heard the hidden meaning in his words.

The scattered hanging lights of the entire trading port were reflected in her beautiful eyes, as clear as the stars in the winter night:
“It seems that we need to start the differential machine in advance.

To adjust the internal mechanical structure of the entire Starfall Port.

If they were allowed to replicate the old port abyss experiment throughout the meteorite transportation.

Mr. Su.

Our dream may be coming to an end."

The two have already conducted several simulations on this issue.

Especially since Su Wen had personally entered the chaotic energy field of the old port.

not to mention.

The black tide crisis accumulated in the chaotic energy field of the old port has not yet been released.

That is the biggest crisis they need to solve besides the dragon skeleton.

now.

The girl has arrived at the large square area in the inner city of Xingyue Port as agreed.

No one knows what kind of grand and epic scene the meteorite transportation will usher in.

But after Loveson activated the highest level of authority.

The United States Federation's newest border repeater will transmit all of this to the real world in real time, even if it is only a one-phase information transmission.

Mr. Rhine saved him.

But it was short-lived.

In his final moments, he wanted civilization to witness the truth of everything.

now.

In the Xingyun Port Plaza area
Ancient Roman-style wall buildings stand around the square like statues carved by Michelangelo.

The stone bricks on the square were slightly worn by the tires of steam vehicles, as if witnessing the passage of time.

Many people dressed in Victorian-style costumes were walking around.

The smell of soot and motor oil filled the air.

This place is far away from the auction house, so it has not been affected by the destruction caused by the cultists.

Pedestrians dressed in neo-Rococo style strolled through the streets.

But right now.

Several detachments from the garrison under Lovison dispersed the crowd:
"According to the order of the Supreme Command, the core of the differential machine will be inspected next. Please cooperate and leave."

The crowd was driven away from the center.

A rare vacuum is also formed in the large mechanical clock area of the central differential engine.

The tall building in it is a steampunk tower that was built by countless craftsmen over a long period of time without any signs of splicing. The ancient brass gears and pistons rotate in a silent dance.

Late at night on the West Coast of the United States at 8 o'clock.

The majestic bell sounded slowly.

The atmosphere in the square seemed to be frozen, and people stopped to stare at the giant and exquisite timekeeping instrument.

The clock face is like a complex engineering drawing, with the steam pointer sliding continuously, indicating the passage of time.

At this moment.

The magic and machinery of the steampunk era are perfectly integrated together, and the Grand Plaza area has become a meeting point of time and space, connecting the past and the future.

The ice girl was wearing an elegant yet noble dress, with her soft long hair slowly draped over her shoulders, and she blended gracefully into the dispersed crowd.

Three seconds later.

She gently closed the pure English original of Heidegger's works in her hand.

He turned his head slightly and asked the person behind him:
"you are?"

And behind her.

The touch of the cold muzzle of the silenced pistol had already been felt.

"Hand over the Difference Engine Controller and the Contaminated Core."

(End of this chapter)