Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

Praise the Fool. He can still provide me with ideas even in a completely new world. How about I hold a meeting next and gather all the important members of the Heavenly Court together for a small meeting... Ye Fan thought to himself.

Just when he thought of the word "name", the tall figure of the Fool emerged in his mind.

He couldn't think of anything impressive at the moment, so he could only use the Fool's format: a three-part naming method to add depth to the narrative.

When this improved version came out, he himself felt it was extremely sacred.

Ye Fan waved his hand and turned to walk towards the elevator.

"Start work on the submarine parts as soon as possible. I'll have EVA send you more detailed specifications."

The elevator door slowly closed, blocking out the countless awe-inspiring gazes behind.

Ye Fan leaned against the wall of the car, looking at the numbers rising on the display screen, and finally a relaxed smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that being in North America isn't too boring after all."

"At least I have acquired another military factory. Productivity is also part of combat power..." he said softly.

Outside the elevator, the head of the Howard family held the gold coin and did not stand up for a long time.

He could feel that the fate of himself and his entire family had completely changed from this moment on.

In the underground workshop, the kneeling hybrids slowly stood up, their eyes filled with confusion and awe.

They didn't know why they had acted like that just now, they only knew that the figure of that young man had been deeply imprinted in the depths of their souls.

The roar of the production line sounded again, but this time, there seemed to be a hint of unusual rhythm.

The Island of New Life...

"Ugh… Ugh!"

The 1000-pound dumbbell was lifted up with force. Rogerson's arms had a metallic luster and his muscles made a creaking sound.

The military version of the Sian Westin on his back also spewed out wisps of steam at this moment, and the alloy spine sections were connected together and stood straight up to provide it with power.

Wisps of steam were also emitted from the two thighs that were swollen to the extreme. At this moment, they were trembling and constantly exerting strength until they stood up completely.

Bang!

Rogerson threw the 1000-pound dumbbells on the ground, took a towel from the stretcher beside him, and wiped his two-meter-tall and strong body.

"call…"

A breath of white air came out of his mouth. The man looked a lot stronger than he was a month ago.

"Now I can lift 1000-jin dumbbells."

Rogerson smiled with satisfaction:

"If I use the mighty force of my Word Spirit, I should be able to lift 3000 kilograms. Applying this force to my entire body, coupled with my carbon fiber skin, I should have achieved the basic requirement of being able to withstand a tank as Mr. Ye mentioned."

After Yamada Shujin's comprehensive transformation, Rogerson has completely completed his transformation.

Although his bloodline has just reached C-level, a quarter of his body has been replaced with prosthetics.

These prostheses occupy every aspect of his body; his eyes, bones, skin, muscles, and internal organs have all been modified and replaced to varying degrees.

"Actually, you don't have to do this. You can just delete some parts like your other teammates did."

The door of the training room was opened and Yamada Shujin walked in carrying a black suitcase.

"After all, you still have a lot of room for improvement. As a product modified by the master himself, your future bloodline can at least reach A-level."

"I will replace most of your flesh and blood now. Although I am confident that your bloodline will remain stable, you have ultimately lost a part of your humanity."

As Yamada Shujin spoke, he opened a black suitcase. Inside the suitcase were 10 syringes, each containing green liquid medicine.

These liquids exude a slight scent of life.

"Although current technology can give your integrated tissues far greater power than that of ordinary people, your human senses are completely gone."

"I don't want to do this either." Rogerson wiped the sweat off his body, turned his head and smiled helplessly, "But we need to do a better job of completing Mr. Ye's orders. We are only at the C-level bloodline and can't do that well."

"Mr. Ye has given us new life, so I will definitely carry out his will at all costs!"

"Then you could also have your team members transform a little bit." Yamada Shujin was also helpless. He had never met such a rigid person. "Is it really good to feel like you can't touch anything now?"

"They still have a lot of room for improvement." Rogerson smiled calmly. "After all, I'm their captain. I brought them into this dangerous world. I hope I can do my best to protect them."

"Haha, you really are radiating the radiance of humanity, Rogerson." Yamada Shujin laughed sarcastically.

In his eyes, such people are fools. They give up their own rights to serve others just to make others live a better life, and they are complacent about it. They are completely fools!

What dedication, what for everyone, what home without a country, etc... It's all bullshit!

It is a lie made up by those in power to fool the fools below, and then embellished and made to sound better by a group of scholars.

Then, the group of people who are exploited will be complacent and even do these things devoutly.

This kind of thing happens all over the world, especially some views on war. When two countries go to war, it is nothing more than letting the children of their poor and lower classes fight to the death.

The upper class stayed at home and watched. When the fighting was over, they came out to shake hands and shout for love and peace.

Who knows, they might even call those kids fighting in the war poor beggars behind their backs...

As for the wars that Ye Fan mentioned and everything that he must go through in the future, Yamada Shujin didn't care. He had long been rid of all emotions, and Ye Fan's dream tapir could not have any effect on him.

He would only firmly carry out Ye Fan's will.

But in his spare time, he would criticize the world with his sage heart that had completely eliminated all emotions.

"If possible, I really hope that I can be a person full of human brilliance." Facing Yamada Shujin's disdain, Rogerson just smiled slightly.

"But I know better than anyone that I'm a selfish person. I just do what I want to do. I'm doing these modifications just to gain more power. As for other purposes, they're probably just incidental. I don't understand them myself."

As Rogerson spoke, his expression became a little lonely.

"Really? You don't even know how to be a good person. Has all these surgeries damaged your brain?"

Yamada Shujin sneered, took out a tube of green injection from his briefcase and inserted it into Rogerson's shoulder.

Pushing slowly, all the green liquid entered Rogerson's body.

The artificial bodies that produced white smoke due to movement and body rejection now had a stronger connection with flesh and blood.

"Ah~"

Rogerson squinted his eyes in enjoyment. His body was much more relaxed now.

"Haha, a quarter of your body is rejecting the immune system. I'm surprised you can endure this. It must be hard to be torn apart all the time!"

Shujin Yamada took out another injection and injected it into Rogerson.

"Hey, it's not comfortable, but don't you help me?" Rogerson smiled innocently. "Thank you for diluting some of the medicine Mr. Ye left behind for me every day."

"Don't be so nice, my master asked me to ensure your health." Yamada Shujin curled his lips. "Those potions were originally for you. I diluted them because I was worried that you would die from the weakness."

After injecting the last injection of medicine, Yamada Shujin stood up, picked up the suitcase and left.

"You guys are always talking about morality and ethics, it's really annoying. What the master says is much better than what you say..."

Although that was a different kind of morality... Yamada Shujin was gone.

"You are obviously the same. You can't even be a good person."

Rogerson stretched and smiled.

Rogerson felt a warm feeling in his pocket and was a little confused. He put his hand into his pocket and took out the gold coins that Ye Fan had left for him.

At this moment, he heard Ye Fan's real name clearly, and then he was pulled into a field...

Chapter 222 Conference Room

As soon as Rogerson's fingers touched the hot gold coins, he felt dizzy and dizzy.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in a strange space—

There is an endless starry sky all around, but under your feet are ancient bronze patterns, and twelve giant pillars engraved with dragon characters form a circle.

"This is..."

"Welcome to the Celestial Chamber, Captain Rogerson."

A familiar voice came from behind.

Rogerson turned around suddenly and saw Ye Fan leaning on a bronze throne, his black windbreaker hanging to the ground, and the dark gold patterns on the cuffs were faintly visible in the starlight.

What surprised him even more was that there were three figures standing on both sides of the throne:

On the left was a tall woman with snow-white hair, a dangerous light flickering in her golden eyes; on the right was a handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes, a gorgeously decorated hunting knife hanging around his waist; and kneeling at the bottom of the steps was none other than the head of the Howard family.

"Let me introduce you." Ye Fan tapped the throne armrest with his fingertips. "Selina Beowulf, President of the Lionheart Club, Caesar Gattuso, President of the Student Union, and... the Howard family head you are meeting now."

"He will be part of the Heavenly Court's logistics department from now on and will provide weapons support to all Heavenly Court's soldiers."

Selina nodded slightly, and the pair of bright golden eyes under her white hair looked particularly dazzling.

Caesar smiled his signature aristocratic smile, but Rogerson noticed that his gaze lingered on his mechanized left arm for two seconds longer.

"Is there something important that called us here today? Ye Fan."

"Although this method of summoning people is unique and interesting and shocking to me, if there is something important, I will ask you these questions later."

Caesar admired the endless starlight around him and asked.

"It's nothing important, just a small experiment."

Ye Fan sat at the main seat at the long table, his hands folded. Endless starlight gathered behind him, slowly flowing and converging into circles of brilliant star trails.

The rotating bright star trails were circling behind his seat, making him look like a god.

Praising the Fool, the majesty and beauty of Yuanbao were indeed beyond imagination. Even if it was just an imitation, the sense of oppression and mystery was extremely strong... Looking at the expressions of awe and even admiration on the faces of the crowd, Ye Fan thanked the Fool for his gift in his heart.

This is exactly his Nibelungen, but he used the Alchemical Kingdom, Element Replacement, and the Lord of the Nibelungen's natural control over the Nibelungen to create a conference hall in this Nibelungen.

In the endless starry sky is a building similar to the Giant King's Court.

The dome of the building is filled with endless starlight, and the surroundings are also filled with endless starlight. Only the ancient long table and the majestic high chair sit firmly in the starry sky.

Mysterious and majestic, gorgeous and restrained.

"With this gold coin, we can meet here anytime from now on."

Ye Fan raised a gold coin identical to the one in Rogerson's hand. It hovered in the air, projecting a holographic three-dimensional map: