Chapter 562: Researchers should be proficient in combat (3/3

  Chapter 562 Researchers should be proficient in combat (33)

  The Green Bear Beast is a kind of Feng Shui dual-element monster that lives around rivers and coastal glaciers and makes a living by fishing and hunting seals.

  What it is best at is to snap off trees with unparalleled power, cut off part of the river, make it into a small dam, and then catch the freshwater in it, or use a tree stick to stun seals with its huge strength and speed.

   It can be seen that the green bear beast is not stupid, but its wisdom cannot perfectly exert its power.

   Now, the muscles in the arm of the Green Bear Beast contracted and rotated layer by layer. In the past, this was the prelude to its preparation to condense the wind pressure and slap the fish with its palm.

  But now, this instinctive use of power has brought martial arts, the essence is precisely mobilized, stimulates the muscles, gathers the essence like a vortex, and boosts its wind power and arm strength.

   Next, release.

  At this moment, a terrible bear paw that tore through the wind, made the atmosphere whimper, and blasted out of the vacuum roared out.

  —Sublimation of the martial art 'Broken City Palm'!

   "It's unreasonable, right?!"

   Even the well-informed Tres's pupils tightened at this moment. He immediately mobilized the source quality horizontal sword as a shield, and quickly retreated to adjust the angle to avoid the bear beast's city-destroying palm.

   But even so, the speed is still a bit slow.

   With a slap, his whole body was slapped flying by the bear beast, and hit the wall of a three-story building, revealing a big hole in the shape of a human.

  The cracks continued to spread, and the entire building trembled and collapsed rapidly. The wind attribute essence that shattered everything could destroy even a city wall, let alone a small building?

  But at this moment, a figure broke through the burial of the ruins of the building, brought a cyan sword light in midair, and launched an attack again.

   Tres didn't fall down—the sublimator, especially the sublimator wearing armor, was very resistant.

  Although he looked embarrassed, with a huge bear paw print on his armor, Tres himself was unscathed. At most, his dull brain began to function gradually, and his chest was a little suffocated.

   "Try this!"

This time, Tres really regarded the bear beast in front of him as an opponent. He burst out with a gust of wind, dashed forward, and slashed at the bear beast's right knee with a sword, forcing the opponent to retract his leg to defend, but because of this, his body fell down. Driven by the turbulence, he fell into the house on the other side and smashed the wall.

  The debris of the rock and the invisible air blade smashed themselves and the things they hit at the moment of impact, bombarded depressions one by one, and burst out large swathes of earth and stone smoke.

  In less than three seconds, two small three-story buildings collapsed and collapsed due to the aftermath of their battle.

   "I reminded you."

   Shaking his head slightly, Ian is not worried that Tres will lose.

  The opponent is not considered top-notch in the Patrol Knights, but outside, he is definitely a genius who can leapfrog (smaller ranks in the same level) to challenge.

   Even the Viscount Avak can't please him, let alone a mere beast who can only use two-handed martial arts?

But what Ian is more worried about is that the speed of the team has been delayed—he has already seen that the survivors in the laboratory are already planning to escape. Or an opportunity to take away data.

  This is not acceptable.

   "Miss Hua An, help to suppress the field. There will be about two or three phantoms coming from the left later—the main force of that group of people is all sent here, just trying to drag us here."

  Ian's eyes flashed with a silver-blue halo, scanning the surrounding streets, and he saw what he wanted to see.

He turned his head and whispered to Miss Goblin, "If the situation is critical, please ask Miss Mofeng to help - we have collected enough mutation information this time to submit the task, don't write the report so diligently, maybe later It has to be rewritten."

   "There is no problem. Mo Feng doesn't like to rewrite the report." And Hua An was also influenced by Ian, and whispered into Ian's ear: "But what are you going to do?"

   "Continuing the fight like this is not an option. I'll find the way to the laboratory." Ian said without changing his face: "You know, this is the task of the second prince... I will go back as soon as I go."

   "Be careful." After all, she is a goblin, Hua An didn't think there was anything wrong with it, instead she waved her parasol staff to encourage Ian: "It's best to catch a few prisoners!"

"of course."

   Saying this, he patted Shuangdie on the head, signaling that the other party should not follow him, and then disappeared at the other end of the street under the watchful eyes of the two goblin ladies.

  …

  Underground, the dilapidated laboratory is full of busy atmosphere, every researcher and guard are moving materials as much as possible, preparing to leave.

  The Azure City Laboratory did not know what happened to the Central Laboratory, so they chose to stick to it after the crisis and wait for the support of Grand Duke Sorin.

   But now a few days have passed, the Grand Duke's troops have not yet arrived, and the patrol knights and other troops of the empire have come in two or three waves, and they no longer have any hope for reinforcements.

  Especially, this time even a young Bai Zhimin directly saw through the detection lens, which really frightened many researchers to their senses, and they were at a loss.

   "Is it really reliable to send bears?"

  At this moment, the gray-haired director is locking a suitcase full of important documents.

And his deputy asked palely: "Director, to be honest, those phantoms were lucky enough that they didn't get out of control... The will overriding program has not been fully completed, except for a small number of experiments, we can only make those phantoms Hypnotized with alien beasts into 'our kind'..."

   “They may not do what we say!”

   "Don't talk nonsense, this is also an experiment, and it's better to try the effect than not to try!"

  The gray-haired director looked at his deputy with indifferent eyes—the other was indeed knowledgeable and professional, but he was always too cautious.

   But a real scientist must dare to do things that ordinary people dare not try... Especially their research is advancing for the future of mankind, so what is it to take a little risk?

   Anyway, they won't be the ones who died.

Thinking of this, he still calmed down and told his deputy in a low voice: "Don't worry, these monsters are not under our complete control, but because of the unknown loss of control at the central laboratory, as long as they encounter enemies, they will kill you." Will try to destroy them by any means possible."

"The green bear beasts fused with nightmares are the important subjects of the biological experiment group, and they are all dead—do you understand what this means? As long as we can get some data from the battle between the bear beasts and the patrolling knights... this credit It's ours!"

   "As for whether the bear beast will go berserk, and whether it will turn around and attack us...haha, we would have already run away by then."

  Among the surprised and admiring expression of the deputy, the gray-haired director nodded with a smile, and then said with a straight face: "Got it? Hurry up, go and collect the materials!"

  Watching the deputy go over to pack up the materials, the director's originally smiling expression gradually turned gloomy.

  —Damn it, the Grand Duke doesn’t allow our affiliated laboratories to use memory lattices to store data, only paper materials, this is definitely to prevent us from secretly passing information out…

  Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and muttered: "It's not easy to go..."

   Some people, it’s not that they don’t sell their country, but they can’t find a channel or method to sell their country, or they can’t sell their country at a good price.

  Although the Grand Duke is not yet a country, but according to the forecast of the gray-haired director, if there is no big problem in this experiment, the Grand Duke will probably declare independence within this year or early next year.

  The gray-haired director is not an idiot. Although he eats at the grand duke's house, he has no intention of being crushed by the empire together with the grand duke Sorin.

  Of course, he also knew very well that since Grand Duke Sorin dared to do this, there must be someone behind him. The other party must have some trump cards, and he dared to come back and become independent without fear of the imperial army.

   But he doesn't know!

   Moreover, just because he didn't know, the gray-haired director knew very well that he might not be on the Grand Duke's asylum list.

  Since this is the case, it should be a good choice to take refuge in the Institute of the Intellect with the research results.

  He also received an invitation from the Institute of the Intellect some time ago.

  If it wasn't for the accident at the central laboratory, he might have returned to the imperial capital with the envoys of the Institute of the Intellect with the information... How could he be trapped in this ghost place!

   Now, the guards belong to the Grand Duke, and the other researchers are also loyal to the Grand Duke. If he still wants to betray the Grand Duke and go to the Institute of Intellectual Knowledge, he, the director, will be thrown to feed the strange beasts!

  No way... I can only pretend that I am still a Grand Duke.

   I can barely love my country.

  With such unwilling thoughts, the gray-haired director once again looked at the light curtain in the central control room.

   "What happened to the results?"

  Thinking like this, he looked at Tres and the green bear beast. It was found that the two sides were still in a stalemate, and they had already shot seven streets away and knocked down more than a dozen buildings.

  If the second energy level has enough equipment, it can even break through a city alone. This level of strength is quite normal.

"How could it be?" Frowning, the gray-haired director felt something was wrong: "After the patrol knight team was raided last time, even though it persisted for a few minutes, it was still under the strength and martial arts of the green furbolg. Turned into flesh—is this knight so strong?"

   "Forget it." He stretched out his hand, showing a bloodthirsty smile: "Anyway, it is a semi-failed experiment, so let's lift the restrictions on the furbolgs... let's tear them apart!"

  Although he is a sublimator, as a researcher, he actually can't see the advantages and disadvantages of the two sides fighting—but anyway, they will run away, and failed biological weapons that cannot be fully controlled have no value in existence.

   Just let it break.

   Obviously, the gray-haired director's thinking is wrong.

  Because a researcher should be proficient in combat.

   Like now.

"Oh?"

  The heart-piercing ice sword pierced the gray-haired director's shoulder blade, leaning obliquely against the back of his heart.

  Ian's voice sounded faintly: "Who do you want to tear apart?"

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  (end of this chapter)