The three fell into silence. After a while, Joz couldn't help but said, "With Dad's body, even if the action becomes slow, the strength will not weaken too much, right?"
Bista nodded and said, "I also think Dad's body is more important. In the past, Dad always protected us from the wind and rain. Now, it is our turn to be our sons to protect him!"
Marco smiled bitterly. "You also know Dad's temper. Do you think he will take the initiative to put a yoke on himself in order to live longer?"
"But you can see how Dad was tortured by the injury ..." Joz made a fist vigorously, his angular faces became a bit distorted.
"Cough!" Marko coughed twice, motioning indistinctly.
Joez also responded, forcing a round of the road, "Daddy looks a bit tortured by hemorrhoids ..."
"Ahem!"
For the two poor performances, Apophis just stood up and walked out calmly, "You don't have to hurry to give me the answer, wait for the next time, and tell me the result."
"Next time? When is that?"
"It won't be long, be prepared in advance."
Seeing that Apophis went out like this, Joz asked a little "feeling", "What does this guy mean?"
Marco said with a serious tone, "It can be seen from his move to build a palace that Apophis is going to have big action!"
Bista went on to say, "Unfortunately, his subordinates don't know his plan. I went to inquire a few times these days, but in the end nothing was gained."
"Well? Why didn't I know that?" Joz said blankly.
Marco ignored Joz directly and set out to go out. "Forget it, he doesn't have anything to do with us, so go back early and ask Dad for his opinion."
...
In a hidden base.
"Dr. Mischina, are you used to living?"
"Master Apophis, me, I'm fine."
The doctor with a triangular head replied. He was rescued by Hankook, and Mischina Asiere, who had refined pure gold two hundred years ago.
"How well have I studied for you?"
"That's a genius idea." When speaking of research, Mischki's timidity gradually faded, and he began to express his thoughts in a frenetic tone.
"The fierce 'medicine' 'e · s' can allow the cells in the body to complete metabolism in a very short time, releasing the power beyond the physical limit, which is essentially to gain power by squeezing vitality."
"Pure gold is completely the opposite. Slowing down the speed of cell division is a feature of aging. Actively inhibiting the pure gold light by" shooting "can greatly extend the original life cycle of cells."
"If pure gold and fierce" medicine "can be perfectly combined by some special means, they may be able to offset their shortcomings and eventually achieve true eternal life while achieving human transformation!"
"Where's the progress?" Apophis was not impressed by Mischina's description. This idea was proposed by him, and he naturally knew the difficulties.
auzw.com Speaking of progress, Mickey's face was "stiff" and rubbed his hands awkwardly and laughed, "There may be many problems with the current progress. My initial assumption was, The fierce "medicine" makes the state of the body reach its peak through a round of cell activation, and then uses the characteristics of pure gold to keep this peak state permanently. "
"However, the actual situation is that the power of the cell's rapid metabolism will be canceled by the pure gold feature, and eventually it will become unable to gain power or maintain immortality. Even the human body itself may be rapidly between two extreme states. A chaotic "disorder" collapse occurred under the change. "
In the end, Mischina's voice was already inaudible. Perhaps he was worried about Apophis' punishment. He barely raised some voices and struggled. "Master Apophis, please give me some more time, I will definitely Find the best match and fusion between pure gold and fierce "medicine."
"Don't worry, I always have enough patience in this regard," Apophis said softly, "and you don't have to go through all the processes in one step."
"The" medicine "agent that favors strength and the" medicine "agent that focuses on treatment can make a first-generation product, and then continue to update and iterate to the result we want."
"Is that so? This is really much easier." Mischki nodded slightly and replied slightly.
...
Two months later, the Naval Headquarters.
A new group of students was welcomed in the training camp.
At this moment, the new members are undergoing the most basic weight training. Under the pungent sunlight, the sweat is evaporated almost instantly.
However, no one will give up lightly.
Because, in any case, they don't want worshippers to despise themselves.
That is "Do Not Kill" General Zefa and "Aries" Lieutenant Langinus, even in the naval headquarters are legendary existence.
"Ten years ago, you were still one of them, and now, you are already a general!" Ze Faxin sighed comfortably, he was really satisfied with this disciple.
I really want to say "hair" disease, there are also, that is, they are too strict on their own requirements, and mixed with the kind of yellow ape, can be said to be two extremes.
All teachers like excellent students, especially excellent and hardworking students. Zefa is no exception.
"It's not necessarily the case of promotion to generals." Langinus shook his head and said.
"Your strength and achievements are completely enough, at least in my opinion, you are fully qualified to become a general." Zefa chanted rare, "as long as you do not refuse to be promoted like last time."
"No," Langinus said seriously, "the general and the major general are different. This represents the majesty and strength of the headquarters. To be precise, it is not my business to promote the general. Represents the face and honor of the entire Navy. "
Zefa nodded approvingly, "You are indeed heavier than some old guy."
"Actually, Lieutenant General Capu did not want to embarrass the headquarters if he refused to be promoted?" Langinus sighed. "Even One Piece's name will be secretly changed by the" government. " It is doomed to become a general! "
Zefa was silent for a moment, and then shifted the topic with a smile. "Actually, there is an interesting little guy in this freshman."
"Is Teacher Zefa talking about Ain?" Langinus asked softly.
"Hmm!" Zefa nodded slowly. "Her retrogressive fruit is almost rarer than that of Apophis."
"If you want to be a figure of the level of Apophis, it's not enough to rely on the fruits." Langinus' eyes looked at the young and beautiful figure in the crowd.
Perhaps he noticed Langinus's gaze, and a touch of crimson flew on Ain's face.
"Don't ask too much of a little girl." Zefa laughed. "I mentioned Ain, mainly to ask about your left hand. Would you like to try it? Maybe you can fully restore your left hand."
