Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 67 Gene Seeds
"Holy! Lord of Humanity!"

Lu Mingfei knelt down on one knee, letting go of his body and mind to welcome the coming of the emperor's will.

The will of the Emperor is the will of the sun, and the language of the Emperor is the language of light and heat.

Countless voices sounded from every corner of his mind at the same time, there were men and women, old people and children, devout prayers, angry cursing, desperate cries, and hopeful roars.

Lu Mingfei felt that his brain was about to split open, even when the Primarch communicated with the Emperor, his life would be worse than death, not to mention that he is just a mortal now.

The great will also seemed to be aware of this, and all the voices quickly faded away, leaving only the voice of a tired middle-aged man.

Even so, Lu Mingfei couldn't hear what the emperor was saying.

Massive amounts of information washed over his soul, he seemed to understand the Emperor's order, but he didn't seem to know anything.

"wait."

Among countless auditory hallucinations, Lu Mingfei only remembered this word.

The Emperor's will quickly dissipated, and the universe resisted His coming very much. Even with the blessing of the Nibelungen's special time and space, this coming could not last long.

"Praise the Emperor!"

Lu Mingfei stretched out his hands respectfully, and a glass container fell into his hands.

In the culture fluid emitting a strange green light, a biological sphere the size of an egg is floating up and down.

"what is this?"

Chu Zihang woke up from the shock of the emperor's arrival.

"This is the divine gene-seed, the bloodline of the space warriors."

After Lu Mingfei finished speaking, he put the container in his arms.

"Let's go brother, this place is going to collapse."

A golden portal of light stood before the pair, the Emperor's final boon, allowing them to escape the doomed world.

They stepped into the gate of light, and the next moment they stepped on the square of the Goddess Kali Temple, and the minaret was still in sight.

But it was already late at night, and there was no one in the square.

Lu Mingfei called Lan Che, and cheers came from there.

"You finally contacted me. I just don't know how to explain to the school."

"How long have we been in?"

He guessed something from Rancho's words.

"It's been a week."

Rancho said loudly.

A week, according to his sense of time, they went in for at most one day.

I don't know if there is a problem with the Nibelungen's time flow itself, or if the emperor's arrival caused the space-time chaos.

But if it's only for a week, it's not a big problem.

"Stay where you are and don't move around. I'll come and pick you up."

Lan Che said impatiently.

The two didn't mean to run around, and they didn't come to steal the temple.

After more than 20 minutes, the familiar voice of Tutuche sounded.

I saw Lan Che coming from a distance with a flashlight, like a security guard on patrol.

"Phew, it's a good thing that the janitor and I are from the same village, otherwise it would be really rare to come in. You guys have been here for too long, and the school has asked me for someone several times."

While complaining, Lan Che looked at the two of them, and when he saw the wounds on their bodies, his expression changed slightly.

"Come on, I'll take you to the doctor."

Lan Che led the two towards the gate. The gatekeeper pointed at them and said something, but after being thrown a pack of cigarettes, he turned a blind eye.

Get on the tuk-tuk, this time Lan Che is the driver himself.

"Who dares to come to the Temple of Goddess Kali at such a late hour? I can only open it myself."

After all, he is a mixed race of high caste, so his tuk tuk drives a bit less soulful.

Not only can it not be plugged into other tuk-tuk vehicles, but it also loses a bit of momentum when honking the horn as a turn signal.

Rancher himself also felt ashamed, and vowed that next time he invites them to ride on his motorcycle, he will definitely let them experience what Indian speed is.

When I arrived at the clinic that Lancher mentioned, it looked like a three-story residential building.

Obviously, this is a black clinic.

Because of the incompetence of public hospitals and the high fees of private hospitals, black clinics are blooming everywhere in India, and the level of doctors in them is also uneven.

The worst ones are liars who use cow dung to cure all diseases, and the better ones can at least understand the instructions of medicines.

But no matter how good it is, it's not much better. After all, serious doctors go to the hospital to make a lot of money.

However, Lan Che naturally would not take them to any unreliable place.

The doctor in this black clinic used to work in a big hospital, but was forced to come to Calcutta to open a black clinic because he offended the local dignitaries.

There is nothing to say about medical skills, and the medicine is also good. He is a well-known underground doctor in this city.

"Radu, come out to pick up the guests soon."

Rancher shouted in English.

After all, he went to Kassel to study, so he could barely understand his accent.

"What are you picking up customers? I'm not a brothel here."

A tall, thin young man opened the small door.

Seeing the injuries on Lu Mingfei and the others, Radu's eyes froze.

"Rancher, you know I don't want to cause trouble."

"Radu, if I don't cause trouble like you, your soul has already gone to see Brahma."

Lan Che said bluntly.

If he hadn't negotiated with that powerful man, Radu would never have had the chance to come to Calcutta alive.

"Okay, I owe you."

Radu shook his head and moved away to let them in.

The first floor of the house is for people to live in, and the second and third floors are the clinics.

Radu woke up the nurses and began cleaning the wounds.

After returning to the real world, the flow of blood also returned to normal. At this time, Lu Mingfei's gauze was soaked with blood.

Chu Zihang's condition was better, but he also injured a blood vessel.

Fortunately, Radu's suturing skills are indeed very good. Most of the wounds were sutured before they lost a lot of blood, and the suture strength is very high, which basically does not affect their activities.

The price is that the problem of tissue proliferation is not considered too much, and there is a high probability that scars will be left after healing.

Of course, for fighters, this is a trivial matter.

Not to mention the scars, Lu Mingfei, a space warrior with half of his face in battle, has seen many of them.

"Doctor, I need you to do me one more favor."

Seeing that Radu's medical skills were really good, he put forward additional requirements.

"If you need something illegal, I don't think I can help you."

Radu declined, then added.

"At most, I'll give you a little numbness."

"No, I don't need those things. I just need you to help me put this in me."

Lu Mingfei took out the glass container in which the gene seeds were stored.

A gene seed, a germ cell and virus-like protein machine that undergoes complex genetic engineering to develop into various organs.

By implanting gene-seeds into normal human teenage males, the apothecaries were able to transform the boys into superhuman Astartes.

Each Astartes generates a second gene-seed in a gene storage gland after a certain period of time.

The Gene Seed means both the continuation and the development of the Chapter. It is one of the most important assets of a Chapter.

It is for this reason that each Space Marine Chapter recycles the gene-seed of its fallen warriors whenever possible.

Each gene-seed inherits the genetic information of a Primarch, who is therefore considered the genetic father of the Space Marines.

The Space Marines implanted with the gene-seed will inherit both the advantages and disadvantages of the gene fathers, and even mutate.

But the gene seed obtained by Lu Mingfei will not have any mutations, because it comes from the emperor.

(End of this chapter)