Chapter 973
My Empire Chapter 973
2020-11-03
Chapter 973 975 We have failed againWhether in the world of gods, or in the world of mortals, whether in science and technology The world, or the world of fantasy... Playing with people's souls is a dangerous thing.
If the soul of a person can be transferred without any problem and put into a specific container, it is definitely a great feat of mechanical ascension.
In fact, the Alanhill Empire doesn't have this ability yet, maybe there will be in the future, but now... they really haven't mastered this kind of technology that can be described as terrifying.
Reluctantly trying to figure it out, this is the current situation. After less than 10 minutes of stabilization, this "mortal version" of the god puppet that was just created began to start because of the instability of magic. Broken.
This is like injecting a large amount of magical energy into a mortal's body, which will make the other's body extremely unstable.
The precarious state is expanding all the time, but at first no one has found it yet. The man felt that his body was losing control, and the pain in his body began to become more intense.
He tried to get up from his wheelchair, but the pain prevented him from doing this simple action.
This was definitely an uncomfortable moment, the daughter he was thinking about was right in front of him, but he couldn't even stretch out his palm and touch her cheek.
"What did you...do to me?" He asked nervously again. He had asked the same question before, but the meaning of the question was not the same.
What he wanted to ask before was, "You put my soul into such a body, what do you want to do?" Now what he wanted to ask was, "Are you going to kill me? "
"Quick! Quick! Find a way to stabilize the magical energy in his body." On the other side of the glass, there was an anxious shout after another, making people a little irritable.
It seems that something really went wrong, and something went wrong that these technicians couldn't control--several staff members in white coats rushed out.
These staff surrounded the man who had become a puppet and connected one wire after another to his body.
Those magic Talisman texts, which were very beautiful, have become brighter and manic. The originally soft lines were deformed by the restlessness of the magical energy.
"Over there! Over there! Push that device out! Quick, connect him... I want to determine the state of magical energy on his body." Seeing that the man had fallen to the ground, he began to suffer The struggling puppet is dead, and some technicians are already thinking about creating a magic cultivator to restore this puppet.
"Damn it! The core is a little unstable!" When the cover on the puppet's chest was lifted, the surrounding staff saw a terrifying scene that was almost the same as the inside of the furnace. .
The container that was full of magical energy and sealed the man's soul was boiling at this moment.
In such an unstable state, this puppet has almost been sentenced to death. If the miracle does not occur, this puppet will be completely scrapped soon.
"The core? The core is unstable? Hell! Hurry up! Stabilize the core! This is the most important thing!" A staff member anxiously surrounded the dying puppet and handed over a specially made wrench For those in the front row who need it.
A female technician suddenly thought of something and asked, "Are you getting too emotional after seeing her daughter?"
"It's possible! Hurry up and isolate yourself. Put the wall down! Isolate the two of them!" The lead technician loosened the two parts in the puppet's body with the special wrench in his hand, and lifted the head loudly.
"Om..." With the sound of the motor turning, a thick black iron door like a rolling shutter slowly fell from one side of the glass wall, isolating the thick glass wall.
At this time, the girl didn't realize that the puppet on the other side of the wall who was struggling in pain was her father.
She looked at the officer beside her with some helplessness, and asked suspiciously, "Who is the puppet in there?"
"He is your father! Your remodeled father!" The officer knew it was inhuman, but he still didn't mean to keep his mouth shut.
He directly told the little girl the truth of the implementation, so that the other party didn't react a bit for a while.
Then, she seemed to realize something and rushed to the half-closed black gate, knocking on the glass in front of her.
In an instant, her tears fell, dripped on the glass, and slid down the glass.
She tapped the glass in front of her with her hands, hoping to stop the falling steel partition.
In the end, with extreme desperation, she cried and shouted a heartbreaking "father! No! Father!"
It was clear that things were out of everyone's control, The puppet lying on the ground is gradually losing consciousness.
His body is shaking, and the magical energy in his chest has been like a small storm, raging everywhere.
Precise parts and things like computer chips were smashed to pieces in this storm, and there were short-circuiting sparks everywhere, and flying arcs everywhere.
"We failed..." Looking at the puppet's body that was almost completely scrapped in front of him, the leading technician finally dropped the wrench in desperation, and sat down beside the puppet, mourning. sighed.
Fortunately, he has not reported the news of the success of the experiment. Fortunately, he has not reported such an important news to Your Majesty, the emperor who has been waiting for the news.
How disappointed would the Emperor Your Majesty learn that the experiment had gone wrong again? Lord Gurlo, who is waiting for this experiment to extend his life, what should he do?
These series of questions made Chief-In-Charge sitting here a little dazed. He didn't even pay attention to it. The puppet beside him was already smoking.
Soon, more cracks appeared in the magic spar on the head of the puppet, and these cracks gathered together and spread like a spider web.
The next second, the girl who was guarding outside the glass window had all her vision blocked by the falling isolation device. She can no longer see the puppet, and can no longer hear the voice inside.
Inside the isolation device, the head of the fallen puppet vibrated slightly, and pieces fell from his head to the ground.
Blue's magical energy vaporized into a light smoke one after another, enveloping the magic core, which had also cracked.
"I'm in pain..." A vague and hoarse voice came from the gap of the machine, as if a ghost was trying to kill him.
Because the mechanical parts themselves have been damaged, the tone and punctuation of this voice have long been lost. It's just pure bytes, with endless pain and resentment.
"I...want...die..." Although the technicians around were desperately trying to save the poor puppet, or rather the poor man, with some equipment.
But these efforts are doomed to be in vain, because soon the head of the puppet was completely shattered, turning into a pale crystal that was depleted of energy, falling to the ground and shattering in an instant. .
But under the shattered head, the generator was still sending out one by one bytes in a weird and terrifying way, as if complaining to everyone present: "I'm... it hurts... it hurts! "
A few seconds later, the eerie voice also began to muffle. The melted and collapsed chest cavity finally cooled down from the boiling state.
Everyone knows what this cooling means—meaning that the resonance between the magical energy and the soul has completely disappeared. After the cooling is completed, the soul of the experimental subject participating in the experiment will be completely perished.
Yes, he can be confirmed dead in every sense: his original body has long since been mutilated and spread like a steak on the experimental countertop.
And the new vessel that contained his soul was now completely destroyed. Only the twisted and deformed parts on the ground and the still warm shell remained.
Outside the glass window, the girl was already weeping, she desperately pounded the thick glass that bullets might not pass through, and cried out to her father one after another like a cuckoo weeping blood.
Unfortunately, no one was destined to answer her cry, so she could only vent her despair here.
"The experiment failed... as you wish." The male officer behind him didn't want to comfort her and said, "However, according to the conditions we promised your father, you can get a new life... "
"I can find a place for you to settle down, and you will get a new identity. As long as you don't break the law, no one will embarrass you again." The girl was still shouting over and over again. The word father, the male officer continued.
"I don't want those things! I just want my father! As long as he can come back!" The girl finally sat down on the ground in a slump, and her cry no longer looked like a nobleman.
"Actually, if your father doesn't participate in this experiment, he will be hanged on the execution ground today...so..." The officer never comforted the woman, so he could only persuade the straight man. What he said was the truth, but in other people's ears, it actually reserves a beating.
"..." Sure enough, the girl was finally overwhelmed and fainted. The officer sighed, hooked the head, walked over and picked up the other party, and returned to the room where the girl was being held along the same path.
For him, the mission is over.
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A door was pushed open from the outside, William holding a stack of data files with an ugly face, walked to Frenzberg's bed.
He put down the books and papers, and muttered the results of the experiment in the deepest voice: "teacher, unfortunately, the latest experiment...we, failed again.""
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(end of this chapter)