Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Marvel Universe, Earth, New York, Raccoon Town Base, Hive Laboratory thirty kilometers underground.

In the pure white corridor, more than a dozen heavily armed steel soldiers patrolled the corridor with heavy steps. Through the multi-layered single-sided protective glass in the corridor, you can see that it is divided into sterile laboratories.

In the laboratory, young researchers wearing white clean clothes and holding special alloy scalpels were busy in front of the operating table.

Most of the dissected objects tied to the operating table are humanoid creatures, and there are also some special creatures from alien races.

Of course, as a biological laboratory, the research here is not only biological transplantation and anatomical cloning, they also study the genetic grafting of some animals and plants.

The impact of oxygen richness on the human body, and the impact of heterogeneous environments on the genetic variation of the human body.

In a laboratory with a C+ mark, several graduate students in white coats were conducting detailed inspections of Japanese people on the experimental table.

Routine blood tests and DNA testing were conducted to compare the differences between miners and normal humans after living in the dark world for several years.

"I heard we're moving out of here!"

A curly researcher dropped blood on a glass slide and put it on a high-power microscope. The intelligent program on the computer next to it automatically compared it and detected the abnormality of the blood.

When the Tang Group was recruiting workers in Japan, they deliberately kept samples of those Japanese miners to facilitate later comparison.

Although the living environment of the dark world is suitable for human habitation after being transformed by the artificial sun, it is not the earth after all.

The first batch of Japanese miners were experimental subjects who were sent as consumables. As for their life and death, well, no one cares!

Even the families of the miners are concerned about whether their monthly salary can be transferred to their bank accounts as scheduled.
What's more, some Japanese women even hope that their men who go to work overseas can get a pension compensation. After all, after a man dies, according to Japanese government regulations,
Not only does the widow not have to repay the bank loan for the house, but she can also receive a monthly pension.

"Move out of here? No way! How long has it been since this laboratory was built?" The black-haired Asian experimenter roughly inserted a gastric tube into the throat of the experimental subject. He turned back and looked at Curly Hair who was speaking in surprise.

"I heard from Director Bob that the senior management plans to move several experimental projects above A-level to other places! Experimental projects below A-level are still carried out here!"

"Let me just say, our experimental base cost billions of dollars just to build, not counting the out-of-print high-tech equipment inside! How could the top management be willing to give up!?"

"There are indeed more and more experimental projects being opened during this period. To launch an experimental project, you actually need to apply for a laboratory in advance and wait in line!"

"That's because the specifications of the projects we participated in are not enough. Look at those A-level projects, which ones need to apply for approval to requisition laboratories! I heard that the experimental equipment used in A-level experimental projects are all purchased from alien planets!"

Curly controlled the computer, uploaded the blood analysis data, and said mysteriously to the people in the laboratory.

Regarding Curly Hair, the other people in the laboratory did not show much surprise.

After all, among the people working in this laboratory, the ones who have been here for the shortest time have all worked in the Honeycomb Laboratory for two or three months. Anyone who is not a fool can see the difference in the Honeycomb Laboratory.

Especially some experimenters who were lucky enough to participate in C-level and above experimental projects, those who were obviously not inferior to the alien equipment and experimental subjects on Earth, made them once wonder whether the senior executives of the company they worked for might be aliens.

But soon, with an annual salary of millions each year and project commissions that far exceeded the annual salary, they gave up this concern.
As long as the money is large, it obviously doesn't matter whether the top executives of the Tang Group are aliens.

Not to mention, the company's internal reward mechanism, those good things that can be redeemed with contribution points, make these experimenters want to treat the laboratory as their home and build a floor directly here.

You can exchange 0.5 contribution points for a fully simulated customized version of your girlfriend. Believe it or not, it is not the silicone product on the market, but a real simulated maid.

The kind that can take care of your daily life.

A dark elf with a curved front and back that only existed in games in the past only has one contribution value!
As for the divine potion that has fetched tens of millions of dollars outside, the internal price here only requires a contribution value.

Moreover, the threshold for obtaining contribution points is not high. An ordinary researcher only needs to participate in five C+ level experimental projects to obtain 0.1 contribution points!
"I wonder when we'll be able to use those alien devices!"

A fair-looking girl with a ponytail and a few freckles on her face was arranging the experimental equipment, her tone full of longing.

"By the way, will you participate in the rating assessment next month!?"

"Should Maren go? I'll forget it, I have to write my graduation thesis next month!" the fat man with a small belly lamented with a bitter look on his face.

"Will! Haven't you passed your thesis yet?" The girl with the ponytail put the experimental equipment into the sterilization equipment one by one, turned on the sterilization switch, and looked at the little fat man in surprise.

The little fat man shook his head and said: "I submitted my paper twice, but Professor Connors called it back, saying that the plagiarism check rate was too high!"

The girl with the ponytail shrugged helplessly: "Then work hard. Who asked you to choose Professor Connors as your tutor? He is very strict in academic terms!"

The little fat man sighed: "There is no way. With my conditions, if I want to join the Hive Laboratory, I can only start with my mentor. I didn't expect Professor Connors to be the person in charge of the laboratory. The projects he participated in, I’m not even qualified to fight.”

"I can't tell you whether you are lucky or unlucky. Every year, there are at least a thousand people in the biology department of various universities who want to study for a PhD with Professor Connors. How do you stand out!?"

Curly finished the work at hand, sealed up the computer, and looked at the inconspicuous little fat man who had been in the laboratory for less than two or three months.

"Maybe it's because my cousin was doing research with Professor Connors before?" the little fat man said hesitantly.

"Your cousin? Is he also in this experimental base?" Curly Hair was a little curious.

"You know my cousin, you mentioned him just now!"

The little fat man pressed the button in front of the test bench, and the wall next to the test bench was opened to both sides. The test bed, together with the experimental subjects on it, slid to the processing room on the other side through the slide rails.

The treatment method of this Japanese experimental subject who once went on strike in the dark world is beyond the knowledge of these junior experimenters.

"Didn't I mention your cousin just now? Did you mean Director Bob? He is your cousin?"

Curly Mao swallowed, and something was wrong with his eyes when he looked at the little fat man.

As one of the several deputy directors of the Hive Laboratory, Bob's ability is not outstanding. In the Hive Laboratory, he mainly manages experimental projects below B level.

However, his status in the experimental base is very detached. There are rumors that he once worked as a colleague with the big boss of the company and had a good relationship.

So even Professor Connors gave him some face.

What's more, Bob manages these junior experimenters.

After hearing that their immediate boss was Fatty's cousin, the atmosphere in the laboratory instantly became silent. Several experimenters were thinking quickly about whether they had ever complained about Bob.

The more they think about it, the paler their faces become. After all, no matter in any company, complaining about their boss is the greatest pleasure for ordinary employees.

"Well, Will, is your cousin really Director Bob?" Finally, the ponytail girl who had a good relationship with the little fat man broke the awkward atmosphere.

The fat boy Will glanced at several colleagues who had been instructing him in his work during this period, and looked at the ponytail girl in front of him with a kind face:
"Don't worry, Josh, I never complain about things at work like him, and my cousin is quite generous. He is the one who is said to be broad-minded and fat!"

"By the way, my cousin said that this time the rating assessment has been changed to the production of a potion. If you want to participate in this rating, you should read more books in this field. It seems to be about some kind of gas that affects the mind. , he didn’t tell me the details!”

The little fat man looked kind-hearted, but he understood the principle of giving a sweet date a slap in the face. Under his deliberate efforts,
Soon the laboratory became peaceful again, but the little fat man who had been keeping a low profile for several months had faintly become the core figure of this group of junior researchers.

In the lower space of the laboratory where Little Fatty and the others are located, about two or three kilometers down, is a giant laboratory complex with nearly ten floors, each floor covering an area of ​​more than ten square kilometers, and extremely advanced facilities.

Here, you can find all the elements of science fiction movies and horror movies.

Unlike the junior experimenters in the Honeycomb Laboratory, those who can participate in research here are all famous scientists on the earth. It can be said that top scientific giants in various disciplines in the field of earth biology are gathered here.

There are culture cabins everywhere, culture vessels everywhere, and colorful culture fluids of red, green and green everywhere.

All kinds of weird limbs and internal organs are soaked in these culture vessels. Some limbs and internal organs have been separated from the main body for an unknown period of time, but they still maintain biological activity.The limbs can still stretch and contract freely, and the internal organs are still moving.It can be seen that the vitality of these specimens is amazing.

Similarly, the security measures here are not comparable to those in upper-level laboratories. Even the patrolling guards have been replaced by steel soldiers and more advanced sentry robots.

In a laboratory on a certain floor, with the activation of overfrequency infrasound waves,

A mass of black liquid, a substance that looked like a non-Newtonian fluid, began to change its shape impatiently, sometimes turning into clouds, and sometimes sticking to the glass of the laboratory, crashing wildly, trying to break open the protective glass.

Unfortunately, although the protective glass in Class A laboratories looks like glass, it is made of a new material that is a hundred times tougher than bulletproof glass.

Not to mention the impact of this liquid, even the frontal bombardment of the tank's main gun cannot break through these glass!

"Ultrasonic waves and flames can cause fatal damage to it. Ordinary thermal weapons and cold weapons have little effect on it. What about energy weapon attacks?"

Outside the observation window of the laboratory, Professor Connors was leading several biological experts to watch the research progress of the experimental subjects. "Ordinary small high-energy guns can cause damage to them. We have experimented with high-energy cannons on small airships and can severely damage them. As for naval guns, they cannot withstand them!"

Professor Connors held his chin and examined the symbiote that was dying and limp into a ball of black mud under the super strong infrasound waves.

"So what's the plan for the weapons research department?"

"This is their plan!" A research assistant wearing a white coat and glasses handed a piece of paper information to Professor Connors and explained at the same time:

"The Weapons Research Laboratory plans to develop these symbionts into new biological suits. This suit manufacturing plan has received high-level approval!"

Professor Connors looked through the paper materials in his hand, and the assistant on the side carefully projected a video onto the one-way glass in front of Professor Connors.

In the video, there is a black monster jumping between high-rise buildings. It is nearly two and a half meters tall, with strong limbs, tentacle-like slime limbs that are ejected, and white sharp teeth that occupy most of its head. It looks extremely... fear.

However, the few people present had dissected aliens, iron-blooded, werewolves, vampires, and even demons and other non-human monsters in their hands, more than the guy labeled Venom had ever seen, so naturally they would not be frightened by it.

"How does the Weapons Research Laboratory ask us to cooperate in cultivating these symbionts?" Professor Connors quickly read through the information in his hand.

The Weapons Research Laboratory plans to add a layer of inner armor made of this symbiote to the Black Demon Armor and the Djinn Armor to improve the driver's survival rate and combat effectiveness after the outer armor is damaged. ability.

"The people of the Interstellar Exploration Team discovered a living planet in Star Field No. [-]. There are millions of symbiotes living there. They captured a batch of them. However, these symbiotes have a violent temperament and are not suitable for use. Weapon Research The purpose of the room is to see if we can domesticate this kind of alien life based on biological science!"

"Domestication!? Do the people in the weapons research laboratory think we are the Western cowboys who raise cattle and sheep?!" Professor Connors looked at the soft puddle of black mud in the laboratory, and turned his head to look at Next to him was an old bald white man.

"Professor Good! You are an expert in the neurological and genetic fields. Do you have any good ideas?"

Professor Good looked at the symbiote in the laboratory and pondered for a moment, "I have an idea. Maybe we can directly remove the brain lobes of this creature. If this alien creature has a brain, use an artificial brain. Replacing its brain center and programming the control system, isn't this just a biological suit? "

Professor Good's words instantly made Connors and others' eyes light up. Professor Connors turned to the research assistant and ordered:
"Write it down and upload it to the system. Once approved, immediately set up a project and find the best solution! Oh, by the way, don't forget to write down the name of Professor Good as the proposer of the solution!"

After hearing what Professor Connors said, several expert professors standing around him couldn't help but cast envious glances at the bald Professor Good.

Professor Good couldn't hide his excitement. After all, as long as the project is approved, he will have at least one contribution value recorded.

Even though Professor Goodall looks like he is only in his fifties or sixties, in fact, he has passed the threshold of ninety.

Except for perverts like Deadpool, no one wants to embrace death, especially a professor who studies biology and neurology. Ever since he felt his body was getting worse day by day, he had devoted himself to some research on extending lifespan, many of which were banned by the scientific community. taboo experiments,

This crazy old professor was eventually reported and imprisoned after a private human experiment on illegal consciousness transfer failed.

After serving two years in prison, he was released on bail by the Tang Group's legal department and joined the Tang Group's biological laboratory.

For a mad scientist who enjoys conducting forbidden research, Hive Labs is a natural fit.

With his experience and knowledge, he was not only quickly promoted to a senior researcher and participated in an A-level experimental project, but in less than three months, he received a shot of divine potion based on his internal contribution.

It is worth mentioning that most of the senior researchers in the Tang Group's hive laboratory are mad scientists who dare to challenge the law.

People who follow the rules have never been the admission criteria for Hive Labs.

After inspecting the symbiote's experimental floor, Professor Connors took several senior researchers through the security elevator to another experimental area.

. . . . .

In the testing area on the other floor, in the laboratory with the A+ logo, a man in a black and white striped T-shirt was sitting beside the bed holding a photo of a little girl in a daze!
A humanoid-looking alien scientist with a big green head and a white coat stood in front of the observation window, pointing at him and talking, and told Connors and others about his research results through a voice translator.

In the Hive Laboratory, there are not only human scientists, but also more than a dozen alien scientific talents. Some of them were purchased by Old Mande, and some of them voluntarily joined the Tang Group.

Compared with earth technology, these aliens who master higher-level life sciences are undoubtedly the main force of the Hive Laboratory.

The research projects they are responsible for are all A-level and A+ level research projects, such as the projects in charge of the big-headed aliens in front of us,

"The experimental subject's body can change between sand and carbon bases. This means that he can control himself to change between silicon base and carbon base!"

"This form change is completely different from the superpowers of those mutants. It is a difficult problem even in a third-level civilization. It involves an extremely complex problem."

"Especially because his consciousness has been integrated into deeper molecules and even atomic forms. This is not only the composition of matter, but also involves the laws of energy!"

"Well, this strange life form is a good research object? If we can grasp the composition of its body, we can say that we have mastered the top energy operation laws of the universe!"

"Since he can control sand, if we can copy this pattern, we can also create the Electric Man, the Flame Man, who can control electricity and flames!"

A light curtain hangs from the ceiling, and countless patterns twist on the light curtain.

The alien scientist pointed to the image on the light screen and said: "Because of time, I haven't analyzed much about the conversion of this energy and matter. This takes time!"

"In addition, I need more comparison samples!"

Professor Connors and some other senior researchers in the Honeycomb Laboratory looked at the countless images and words on the light screen, and their faces couldn't help but twitch.

Although this extraterrestrial knowledge has been replaced by artificial intelligence with pictures and texts of the earth, even so, what they can understand is only one tenth of ten.

This is not the quality of individual intelligence, but the technological gap between two civilizations.

Professor Connors did not express his opinion on the research of alien researchers this time, and coughed a little awkwardly:
"Professor Peter, in addition to the Sandman, we have discovered another experimental body that can control electric current. Someone will send it to you later!"

"How is your research on the method of producing fear gas that the boss sent you?"

Professor Connors, who had been crushed in terms of knowledge, led a group of senior researchers and almost left the project headed by the alien researcher in disgrace.

Walking in the pure white corridor, Professor Connors did not forget to ask his assistant.

"We used computers to simulate the production process of fear gas, and there was no problem. Director Bob plans to use the production of fear gas as a test question for junior to intermediate researchers!"

"Yeah!" Professor Connors nodded after listening to the words of the assistant beside him, and stopped.

The people following him also stopped and looked at him.

"I think you have also heard that in the future, part of the project establishment and research of A-level projects will have to be relocated away from the Hive Base. After all, this place is too small, and some A-level projects require relatively large experimental sites!
In addition to the hive experimental base, there are three large-scale experimental bases planned by Vision, all in the dark world. Professor Samuel Stern has already gone there with his Hulk cultivation project.

We will also go there one after another, but we also need a few people to stay at the hive base!

After all, the Dark World is still too far away, and it’s not convenient to go home. If you intend to stay here for research, please send me an email on the company computer! "

"I am a lonely old man with no children. I will leave the opportunity of staying at the base to others!" A thin old man wearing a white coat and with a delicate appearance said with a smile.

"Me too, I'm old and I'm not close to my children. I'd better follow the project to the dark world. Although I've analyzed the soil environment there, I haven't gone there to see it myself!"

"Nix, I remember that your great-granddaughter was just born. It's not good for the baby. You might as well stay here. It won't take more than ten minutes to go home. It's convenient!"

"King! If you want to stay, I still have a project that needs to be followed up!"

Over the issue of staying at the base, several elderly people who were over seventy years old actually started arguing in the passage.

It seems that none of these mad scientists are willing to stay at the hive base and guide the young people to play house.

"Buzzing—"

Just as Professor Connors was about to speak, a smart watch of the same model as Ryan Kane's on his wrist suddenly flashed, and then the shadow of a little girl in a red dress appeared on his watch.

Seeing this scene, several senior researchers who were arguing just now and Connors' assistant walked to the security elevator and left.

"Professor Connors! The boss asked you to prepare twelve golden warriors! Two injections of Venus potion!" The Red Queen said to Professor Connors.

"Which model does Golden Rex need?"

"Junior model, the boss ordered me to set up the self-destruct program!"

The primary model, that is, the expendable Golden Dragon Wing Hercules whose cell division ends can only last for one day, Professor Connors nodded clearly: "I'll prepare right away, and I'll send it to the Lake Island Manor later!"