The beginning of the survival game A small canoe

Chapter 303 Life Umbrella Research Institute
But for these deformed people who have no thoughts, Chen Fan's bloodline enhancement potion is a turning point in their fate!Even if the chance of gaining wisdom is low, it is still a dawn.

Yang Lei, the three brothers and sisters of the Qian family pushed a small iron cart through the pile of sleepy deformed people, holding a syringe of blood enhancement medicine in their hands, and the cart was full of control chips.

Monton, on the other hand, brought a group of mutant troops with tranquilizer guns back and forth to supply Chen Fan with a huge potential source of troops.

[The control chip is used successfully. 】

[The use of the bloodline enhancement potion failed, and the target distortion increased. 】

[The bloodline enhancement potion is successfully used, the target bloodline has been improved, the current race is a tiger-type half-orc. 】

Chen Fan listened to the system prompts that kept coming from his ears.

"Xiaoyue, stay away from the one at your feet, Xiaolei, give it a burst of anesthesia. It failed to improve its blood vessels. After a few minutes, inject it with a green blood vessel enhancement medicine. Sent to bee colony as food."

"Identify first, and use blue control crystals and bloodline enhancement potions for those higher than level [-]."

"Green ones are used between the [-]th and [-]th grades, and white ones are used for those below the [-]th grade."

"Remind me if there are signs of collapse, I will feed it directly to the swarm."

At the feet, a majestic tiger-headed man over two meters tall slowly got up and knelt on the ground.

"Thank you for the new life you bestowed, my master."

Chen Fan looked at the tiger-headed orc kneeling on the ground in surprise.

"You were the first to wake up. It seems that the blood of the orcs is not weak."

"let me see."

【sxi6012 (can be named) (tiger half-orc): purple】

【Level: 42】

【Strength: 676】

【Defense: 1022】

【Sensitivity: 945】

[Health volume: 100000]

[Skills: Bloodline of the Beastmaster, Tiger Roaring in the Mountains and Forests, Tiger Crying. 】

[Evaluation: The half-orc royal family has the ability to summon wild beasts. 】

"Do you have a name?"

The tiger-headed man lowered his head.

"I vaguely remember that my name seems to be... Sandor."

Chen Fan's eyes widened.

Sandor?
"Is that the name you use for this place?"

Sandor shook his head.

"No, it's not in this place. I vaguely remember that it was a peaceful town. I lived there...I can't remember the rest."

Chen Fan frowned, his eyes gradually shocked.

So, the predecessors of these deformed people were not babies in the laboratory, but adults with memories?No wonder it can grow up in a few days, and, compared to babies, during this period, no one really cares much about the disappearance of adults.

The Black Gold Empire, this is really a place that should be destroyed.

"Monton, you're back, take this guy out, it's ours now."

Chen Fan patted Sandor on the head, handed him an anesthesia gun, and dispatched it.

"Cousin! These two guys who have injected two white potions seem to be unable to hold on."

Chen Fan waved and threw two space vortices, and directly threw the two terrifying creatures into the swarm.

"Xiao Lei, have you calculated the chance of a successful injection?"

Yang Lei kept busy with his four arms, and he did the work of three or four people by himself.

"White has the highest failure rate. Even with double injections, the success rate can barely reach [-]%."

"[-]% of the green ones, and [-]% of the blue ones."

Chen Fan nodded, not feeling much guilt.

"This probability is also acceptable."

"Come on, clear this place tonight and leave here tomorrow."

Yang Lei skillfully pressed the controlling spar on the deformed man's temple.

"Can you pay overtime pay in advance?"

Chen Fan waved his hand.

"Small idea, each of us has a flying dragon mount, the kind we cultivated since we were young! Are you satisfied?"

"Long live cousin."

……

Zijin City, Life Umbrella Institute of Biology, [-]th floor underground.

"Sir, it's not that we don't want to produce so many blasters, but that we don't have such a high success rate. No matter how many people you send in, we can't do anything if the equipment and medicine can't keep up. "

A middle-aged man in the uniform of a Black Gold Empire officer was counting the banknotes in his hand.

"I helped you apply for such a high research funding, but it turned out that I was only given such a small amount. I really don't know how to be grateful."

"Your Majesty means to let you increase the production speed of explosive killers. Every year, you count the highest funds for life umbrellas. Do you think His Majesty will believe that you lack potions and equipment?"

The mouth of the person in charge in a white coat trembled.

"Our funding sounds the highest, but you know how many people can go to the institute in the end, sir."

The officer's face turned cold.

"You mean, it's because we embezzled your research funding that the production of the blasters couldn't increase?"

"Let me tell you! I don't know how many executives have benefited from this money going around. I can tell you, if you dare to talk nonsense! No matter what the result is, your head must be the first to fall off."

"I don't care how you do it, but I want you to increase the number of blasters you provide to the army this month by [-]%! If it doesn't work, go to that place to catch some of the failed ones. Isn't there a lot of them? "

The person in charge in the white coat was frowning.

"Those are unstable failures. When they go to the battlefield, they are likely to attack their own people and cause even bigger problems!"

"Besides, there are still a lot of monsters secretly released by the high-level officials in that place. If the news gets out, the life umbrella will also be finished."

The officer gave a smirk of disdain.

"Hmph, those dregs that stuffed their children into hell will fall out sooner or later. The current plan is to win the war as soon as possible, and if you want to win the war, the mission of your research institutes is the most important, understand! ?”

The person in charge sighed.

"I will try my best. When will the next batch of test subjects with strong physique be delivered? Physique is also a factor that can increase the success rate."

The officer nodded.

"That's it, then there's no problem. I'll send you a batch of excellent soldiers when I go back. As long as the success rate is high, I can give you whatever test items you want."

The officer turned and strode away.

The assistant next to the person in charge in the white coat looked at the officer's back angrily.

"Teacher, if it weren't for this kind of greedy and cold-blooded cancer too much, we would have come up with the most outstanding research results long ago. The Black Gold Empire is gone, so let's not stay here."

The person in charge sighed.

"As you can see, our funding has increased by [-]%. Isn't it like this? Our research topic is not just. Before we come up with the final research results, we will never be able to get on the table. "

"Hey, if I can get the soul and blood chip of the dead evil alchemist Tataku, our progress will definitely be greatly advanced."

"Hey, forget it, let the notice go on, put other projects on hold for the time being, and focus on producing blasters for the time being, don't miss the record in the depression area, we need to accurately calculate the tenacity of the human bloodline."

"Well, good teacher."

(End of this chapter)