Colonial Suit

In the days that followed, Blood瞳 continued to hang around the St. Mary's Medical Center. Then, one evening, he fooled around with Hoggina, completing her mission of collection. (Full text novel update fastest) Sure enough, after that night, Hoggina never looked for him again.

It must be said that Hoggina was indeed a captivating beauty. That night, she was as soft as a snake, entwining with him to the extreme, giving him wonderful memories. What no one knew was what kind of price Dumbledore had promised for this.

Seventh Star Tower, top floor.

Dumbledore stood with his hands behind his back in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, a bitter smile on his face.

That Number One was really not an easy person to talk to. Especially the mercenary tradition he mentioned, even Dumbledore could not refuse. Thinking of the price he had paid, Dumbledore's face twitched, his heart aching.

Nothing else, he paid seven doses of 'Astra Amo', the last serenade.

This was of course not a real piece of music, but a very rare and precious potion. It was a potion that could greatly enhance the ability of mercenaries. Because it was too rare, it was named 'Astra Amo' to indicate that there would be no successor. This potion was not available on the black market at all. The only way was to accumulate enough merit in the mercenary headquarters to exchange it. The material price of each potion was equivalent to five million star coins.

Without a doubt, this was a huge price. Even Dumbledore felt the pain. The key was not the price of the potion, but the fact that it was so difficult to obtain. Not to mention ordinary mercenaries, even himself, he had only accumulated ten of them in the past ten years.

However, compared to the gains he was about to get, Dumbledore didn't feel any regret.

He respected the mercenary tradition and was willing to pay for it. This was his principle. And he believed that Blood瞳, as someone who also believed in tradition, would not let him down.

Thinking like this, the look on Dumbledore's face gradually brightened, and he turned to look at the distant horizon. He only felt that the depression in his heart had been relieved. Just then, there was a knock on the door behind him.

"Come in," Dumbledore said coldly. Then a figure walked into the room.

The figure was one of the three scholars before. He was holding a delicate smart brain in his hand. As soon as he came in, he exclaimed with joy, "Lord Dumbledore, a great discovery..."

"What discovery?" Dumbledore's eyes flashed, and he asked without turning his head.

"Active new variant. A new, controllable enhanced cell!" The scholar exclaimed excitedly, holding the smart brain high in his hand. "Due to the rush of time and the imperfection of our technology, we can only know the controllability of this cell. The specific extension is still unknown! This cell is hidden in the sperm of the test subject. According to my estimation, it may be related to heredity!"

"Is it?" A hint of joy appeared on Dumbledore's face, but his voice was still calm.

"Whose is it?"

"Test Subject Number One!" The scholar answered excitedly, his face flushed with excitement.

"Number One?" Dumbledore fell silent.

Sure enough, that guy was a capable person. It was estimated that he was the strongest among the four test subjects seized this time.

Thinking of this, Dumbledore asked without showing any emotion.

"What about the results of the other test subjects?"

"This..." The scholar was still very excited just now, but when he heard this, he immediately withered.

Dumbledore immediately felt that there was a problem, and asked sternly, "What are the results of the other test subjects?!"

"No, no results?" The scholar secretly glanced at Dumbledore's face and said in a low voice.

"No results? How is that possible?" Dumbledore's brows immediately furrowed. This did not match his judgment.

However, the scholar seemed to have made up his mind and said, gritting his teeth.

"Actually... there were results at the beginning... We found traces of enhanced cells in the sperm of each test subject."

"Then what?" Dumbledore asked in a deep voice, feeling that it was not that simple.

"Then... they all died." The scholar took a step back timidly, his face pale. "All the sperm died in an instant, just like plants withering in winter. No matter what means we used, we couldn't wake up their vitality."

"That's impossible," Dumbledore said coldly. "You and I both know that this is impossible."

"I know, I know..." The scholar was so frightened that his face was pale, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "But in fact, it really happened. All the sperm were lost at the same time. All that was left was the most common protein."

"Wait!" Dumbledore suddenly froze, as if he had caught something. "You mean, at the same time?"

"Yes, yes," the scholar replied tremblingly.

"Immediately give me the time of the experiment and the work records of everyone at that time, including the entry records!" Dumbledore said decisively.

Soon, a light screen was sent to him. Dumbledore browsed through it, and after a long time, he suddenly stopped, staring at a record on it. The atmosphere in the room instantly dropped to freezing point, as if he had really come to a bottomless ice abyss. The scholar was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he almost fainted.

After a long time, Dumbledore took a deep breath and leaned back in his chair.

"So, the legend is true..."

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"You... what are you talking about?" the scholar asked tremblingly.

Dumbledore waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be so careful. Then he asked softly, "Have you heard of War Servants?"

"War Servants?" The scholar was stunned, then his eyes lit up.

Of course he knew War Servants, the legendary executioners, the most loyal guardians of the Conqueror.

It can be said that in the past Great Chaos Era, at least one-third of Crodir's fame was achieved by War Servants. Especially in some low-intensity planets, Crodir's conquest almost didn't need to take action. It was enough to send War Servants!

As the hands and feet of the Conqueror and the extension of his will, War Servants also had a great reputation in that era!!

But what does this have to do with the current experiment??

Looking at the scholar's puzzled look, Dumbledore sighed. "I think the death of all the sperm is not accidental, but inevitable. Because there is a force that makes them do this."

"What power?" the scholar asked involuntarily.

"The existence of War Servants."

Dumbledore's face was serious, and he answered word by word. Then he turned the light screen to the scholar. "All the sperm died at the same time. Do you know what happened to us during this time?"

"What happened?"

"A new sperm sample was sent to the laboratory," Dumbledore said bluntly without beating around the bush. "A different sample, with the genes of a ruler."

"In other words, in the inheritance of most enhanced cells, the genetic genes of this sperm can be called...'General'."

"If it can grow to the end, it will be the legendary Giant King General."

Dumbledore's finger finally stopped on a certain record on a light screen. There, it was the time when Blood瞳's sperm entered the warehouse.

ps: Today's only update is because Xiao Dao took his children home. I have to say, this is the normal update.