Chapter 167 Old Tang: Listen to me and thank you

Xia Mi was considerate enough to leave a layer of cloth on her private parts.

Ange came forward and first felt the breath of the two bodies, then he opened the pupils and observed for a while, and then began to check the tissues of various parts of the body.

"This is--"

As he waited for the inspection to be completed, Ange could not help but be surprised.

My experience in medical research, which occupied a large part of my life, told me that these two bodies, which were obviously constructed, were actually no different from young human individuals who were already asleep.

He reached out and pinched his philtrum, trying to wake up this body.

"Why didn't they wake up?"

"Because of the lack of spiritual elements, these bodies do not have the possibility of possessing intelligence. They can only complete the most basic physiological activities under the instinctive control of brain neurons."

Xia Mi explained that this kind of existence is just an empty shell in the eyes of dragons, and even for humans, it would not cause any ethical issues.

In the dragon worldview, everything has a spiritual element, and even the refining of metal requires killing it.

To dragons, this created empty shell is not considered life at all.

"This kind of external cocooning is actually very troublesome if it is not used to construct a dragon body. If a dragon wants to maintain the vitality of a body, it only needs to eat simple food."

It is not uncommon for dragons to be able to rebuild their bodies, and their actual performance can even be said to be abstract.

Even if those fourth and fifth generation people who survive among the crowd are asked to show off their fish to the villagers' fishing grounds, they can create a body like a living fighter jet.

It is undeniable that on this planet, dragons as individuals are stronger than humans as individuals.

The life span of most hybrids is not much different from that of ordinary people. It all comes down to the fact that this part of the human body is too useless. Dragon blood has tried its best to save it, but it still can't reverse the organ failure.

This is not a problem at all for dragons.

If a human organ fails, can't you just replace it with a new one?
The human body created by the dragon is completely indistinguishable from that of a hybrid at the genetic level and cannot be distinguished at all.

In addition to using the dragon body when fighting against the same level, the real power of the Dragon King is actually the authority bound to the spirit. Xia Mi, a Dragon King who cannot form a dragon body, can kill the next generation with a body of A-level bloodline as if it were a piece of cake.

She stood next to Eri, and judging from the results of the bloodline test alone, Eri looked more like a dragon than she did.

"Are you interested in trying it?"

After dissolving the two bodies for display, Xia Mi asked cheerfully,

"If we replace the body's failing tissues, won't there be genetic rejection?"

Ange asked.

"No, I've tried it."

Xia Mi was confident.

She didn't know much about genetics, so she just followed the cocooning process.

Anyway, she tried it with Norton and there was no rejection problem. Although this guy is a dragon king, he is also in a human body now, right?

This is how the code is written.

"Why don't you try it? I guarantee you'll have the body of a twenty-year-old again."

Everyone subconsciously looked at Angers. After all, those present were all young people in their teens and twenties.

Except for a Taoist priest who has begun to run off.

"I'll come, I'll come!"

Zhou Lei rolled up his sleeves, revealing his muscular forearms.

"Tell me, where should I cut?"

"Forehead."

It's not that extreme.

Xia Mi is actually more willing to let Ang Hot, after all, letting an old man recover into a 20 -year -old man can obviously reflect his level.

Isn’t the chopping of hands a bit too visually impactful?
“When did you do the experiment?”

Xia Mi was still pretending to be cool when Lu Mingfei's sudden questioning voice came from behind her.

"I tried Norton. Anyway, the body is not important to the Dragon King. I can't use a real person anyway."

Xia Mi hurriedly explained, fearing that she would be beaten. She knew her father's attitude towards human experiments.

Because human experiments without the consent of the parties involved, and without reasonable definition and supervision, are a violation of a person's life safety and dignity, and a violation of human rights.

So such experiments are absolutely not allowed.

But the Dragon King does not have this pressure. His body is just clothes. As long as there is no problem with his spiritual entity, he can find a fish pond and soak a body out.

"When Old Tang regains his memory, I don't know how miserable your death will be."

Faced with Xia Mi's methods of making trouble for Lao Tang ever since she recruited him, Lu Mingfei didn't know what to say for a moment.

In the past, these two could be said to be in a relationship of mutual support. Now, Xia Mi is torturing Old Tang like this because of Lu Mingfei's consideration. Otherwise, she would definitely drag this dragon king, whose memory has not yet awakened, to feed Fenrir.

"Dad, you will save me at that time."

Xia Mi quickly clasped her hands together and said pitifully.

She was not afraid of being devoured, as that was impossible with Lu Mingfei around. Instead, she hoped that Lu Mingfei would take sides because of her filial piety so that she could escape.

As for defeating Norton, it was not something she considered from the beginning.

Don't think that she is so arrogant that she dares to take a hit from the complete form of Odin, which means she is so strong.

Norton is a smaller version of the Black King, a hexagonal warrior.

If the fight really started, none of the four monarchs could beat him in a one-on-one fight.

"Then come on."

Ange was a man of courage. He was not afraid of what traps the two Dragon Kings were planning to set for him, so he just stretched out his hand.

He can hardly remember what he looked like when he was young.

"Hmph, you are quite brave. Sit down first, or you might fall down."

Xia Mi was not polite either. She weaved a white silk thread and pierced Angé's exposed wrist, then began to transport the biomass that had just been dissolved.

First, there was a slight pain, and then I felt the burning sensation that my body tissue began to dissolve.

Still acceptable.

Angé, who was still conscious and felt weak all over, lifted up his sleeves. He saw that the muscles under the skin of his forearms began to sink at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then refilled, as if there were worms crawling under the skin. It was terrifying to see.

"I cut off your pain nerves, otherwise you would be rolling on the ground now."

Xia Mi explained that she didn't know so much about the human body at first. It was because Old Tang screamed so miserably that she thought that a normal person would not be able to bear it if she didn't do it this way, so she went to read books and learn it on the spot.

"The spirit of the next step may enter a very active stage. This is an inevitable stage for the spirit to re -adapt to the young body. Don't worry."

A sudden sense of force came, just like the whole person completely lost its control of the body, but as a short time passed, a moment of consciousness recovered, Ang Hot suddenly felt that his body had changed.

It becomes quite uncomfortable.

"have a look."

Xia Mi handed over a mirror.

Ange took the mirror and saw silver hair as soft and shiny as silk. The wrinkles on his face that represented maturity had long disappeared, replaced by rosy and plump skin. His young and handsome appearance made him look like a noble young man from the Renaissance.

And the world before our eyes.

Shaking his head, Angé looked around.

The conference room, which he had carefully observed before entering, now became unfamiliar in his eyes.

No, it's not strange.

This conference room has never changed, but my own vision and the information I can receive have made the picture I have constructed in my mind clearer.

"this--"

This is the miracle that allows an old soul to experience the world with a young body.

He looked at his fair and strong palms, as if he had really returned to the age of twenty that had long been buried in his memory.

"This is something that will surely attract the old guys."

(End of this chapter)