Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 226 Assimilation Evolution
Lu Mingfei woke up one night, the world was in darkness, he couldn't feel his fingers, his whole body was extremely light, like a feather, floating in the boundless void.

Most of Lu Mingfei's optic nerve and eardrum have been destroyed by the corrosion of dragon's blood, most of the nerves on the surface of the skin have disappeared, almost all five senses have been lost, and all external influences are extremely blurred to him.

This feeling is extremely tormenting, time seems to have lost its sense for him, and endless emptiness surges from all directions, seeping into every pore of him.

In the moon base, the medical equipment sent by the teleportation array together with the priests of Bahamut began to gradually repair Lu Mingfei's body.

From the already riddled lungs to the tattered esophagus, Lu Mingfei's body began to gradually recover with the help of healing magic.

After three days, Lu Mingfei's lung function recovered and he no longer needed the help of a ventilator.

Five days later, Lu Mingfei's respiratory tract was repaired, and with the first exhaust, the doctors next to him let out a sigh of relief.

On the sixth day, the fragile eardrums began to regenerate, and weak voices began to spread into Lu Mingfei's dark world, allowing him to regain a sense of self-awareness.

On the seventh day, accompanied by unbearable itching, a pair of black eyes turned from dry to full, bringing a faint light to the dark void.

When Lu Mingfei recovered his five senses and was able to spit out simple words from his newborn throat, two weeks had passed. He twisted his body with difficulty, looked at Ander who was playing with gems in front of him, and seemed to want to say something what.

"De..."

"Lie down first, your vocal cords have just been regenerated and are still very weak." Ender put the half-palm-sized ruby ​​into his pocket, walked forward and looked at Lu Mingfei whose face seemed to be melting: " Old Tang is fine, but it will take some time to recover."

Hearing what An De said, Lu Mingfei nodded, and struggled to get up again. Ander didn't stop him when he saw this, he took out a mirror from the cabinet next to him and put it in front of Lu Mingfei.

"Although theoretically it shouldn't irritate you, but now you look like this..." Ender pointed to the Quasimodo-like monster in the mirror and said.

Although Ander said it very euphemistically, a short scream came from Lu Mingfei's newly reborn throat. Accompanied by violent panting, Lu Mingfei's eyes widened, showing a trace of fear.

"Oh, don't worry, in theory, after a series of treatments, you will soon return to your original appearance," Ender put down the mirror, shrugged and said indifferently: "It's just a little painful, but I believe you can survive it of."

"By the way," seeing Lu Mingfei slowing down a bit, Ander quietly added a knife: "You have been absent from class for two weeks, but you still have to take the final exam this semester. Work hard, boy!"

With hissing inhalation, Lu Mingfei completely gave up struggling, fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Ender smiled when he saw this, turned off the lights in the ward with his mage's hand, tapped the ground with his toes, and in the low gravity environment of the moon, he floated up and flew towards the door of the ward.

I have to say, even for Ender, this experience was quite novel.

Floating like this, Ander turned his head to the next room. In the white ward, Old Tang was wrapped like a mummy, only a pair of black eyes were exposed.

Under the light of the ward, it could be seen that Old Tang's hands and feet were short, and his body wrapped in gauze was tied on the bed with a belt, and beside him were two mixed-race bodyguards with live ammunition.

"Hi, Ronald, it looks like you're recovering well." Ander greeted Old Tang with a half-smile: "Don't worry about your hands and feet, we're going to make you a set of artificial titanium alloys." Bones, you'll be back on your feet in no time."

Old Tang stared at An De in a daze, and finally uttered under the gauze: "Who am I?"

Ender waved at the two bodyguards next to him, motioning them to leave, then he slowly loosened the belt that restrained Old Tang, sat on the bed and said, "I didn't expect you, Ronald, to understand philosophy. You didn't drop out of high school. Yet?"

Old Tang narrowed his eyes and moved his body, as if he wanted to sit up. Seeing this, Ender propped his back with a pillow and made him half lie on the bed.

Old Tang slowed down, and then said: "My mind...is a mess, all kinds of things, Ronald Tang, Li Xiong, Norton...Who am I?"

"You are nobody," Ender interrupted Old Tang's muttering, "You are just an organ of the Dragon King Norton, probably similar to a human's cerebellum or hypothalamus."

What is the use of the organ called the brain nucleus separated from the sacrificial circle?

According to the latest explanation of the researchers at the Kassel Institute, this organ may be the center of the dragon's emotions, responsible for secreting certain hormones and adjusting the physiology of the dragon.

As for the formation of brain nuclei, the Department of Biology proposed an explanation with the theory of endosymbiosis.

In cells, there is a kind of organelle called mitochondria. Scientists generally believe that mitochondria used to be another kind of organism. After being swallowed by cells, they reached a symbiotic relationship inside cells.

Considering the legend that the dragons were created by Nigelhold, maybe the Black King put human brains into the dragons in order to make the dragons a little more human.

"So I'm actually a cell organelle?" Old Tang said hoarsely, "Like mitochondria or chloroplasts?"

"Although this is biological knowledge from high school, it still surprises me that these professional words come out of your mouth." Ander crossed his legs and looked at Old Tang: "Then, what do you think of your host, named Norton?" Dragon King?"

"I don't know," Old Tang shook his head: "When I look at his memory, it's like watching a movie. I'm just an audience."

"Well, it's normal. Hybrids also have similar symptoms of schizophrenia." Ender nodded: "They feel that there is a dragon hidden in their bodies, so they can only constantly fight against the dragon."

The Secret Party's secret skill: Violent Blood comes from this theory. Through self-hypnosis to weaken one's own humanity, the dragon's demonic nature will naturally gain the upper hand. The will will change the material, and the own blood will also evolve.

"One last question, what do you think of your theoretical brother, the Dragon King named Constantine?" Ender asked the last question, and Old Tang's eyes showed a bit of bitterness.

"He's just a kid who doesn't understand anything..." Old Tang said something reflexively, and then stood there in a daze.

"Theoretically, he is not your younger brother. You two are of different species now." Ender broke the fact indifferently.

"But human beings are easy to empathize with. I am a human being now." Old Tang shrank back and lay down again.

"You are, but he may not be."

(End of this chapter)