Not long after Wu Chen returned to his base, a timid girl was ordered to come to Lord Ximu's tent.
"What's your name?" Wu Chen said pleasantly.
"My name is Eir, sir." The girl looked like she should be a trainee doctor, or herbal apprentice. Of course it could be another profession.
"Okay, Al." Wu Chen smiled and invited her in.
Pass through the tent and reach the hidden valley. The hell dragon that the Asgardians whispered about was crawling on an exposed rock. The female warriors of the lord are trying to reinstall a pair of huge dragon wings that were broken at the root on the back of the demon dragon.
"Can you do needlework?" Wu Chen smiled at the girl.
"I know a little bit." Al nodded hurriedly.
"It's actually very simple. Use 'snake skin thread' to sew the wings. This dragon will recover soon." Wu Chen said in short.
"Excuse me, where did you get...snake skin?" Al asked nervously.
"Yes..." Wu Chen smiled slightly awkwardly: "That's not important. You just need to know that these shed snake skins are still very active. They can repair damaged bodies and even genes. That's all. .”
"Okay, okay." Al started to prepare. Then he carefully climbed onto the dragon's back, and followed the instructions of a female warrior named Ophelia to sew the gas dragon's wings with snakeskin thread.
"The craftsmanship is great." Rao, a girl from Japan, couldn't help but admire her.
"Speaking of which, besides fighting, what else can we do?" Looking at the fine stitches, Lingdie felt inspired.
"Don't we also have all the abilities of Asgardian women?" Storm said confidently.
"By the way, this female dragon seems to be very delicious." The White Queen smiled and blinked: "Can the master shape her into shape?"
"Of course." Ophelia replied firmly: "This is no different from 'blowing glass'."
"Why do you say that?" Since arriving in Asgard, the red-haired beauty Cinder has been extremely focused, for fear of missing any detail.
"It's like a 'wave of ice' put into a glass bottle. Whatever the bottle looks like, the water inside will be shaped into whatever it is. Square, round, triangular, multi-edge..." Ophelia laughed. The author explained: "Just like the function of personality is to shape the soul. The master has broken through the boundary between spirit and matter. Spiritual power can shape all people or objects in other worlds with 'character' into a 'human' shape."
"Your spiritual power can shape characters from other worlds with 'character' into a 'human' shape." The red-haired beauty Cinder murmured to herself: "It is the actual projection of spiritual power in the material world, right?"
"It can be understood that way." Ophelia did not refute. After all, regarding Wu Chen's small universe and his demigod-level mental power, even Ophelia, who has been following him for the longest time, cannot completely decipher the secrets contained in it.
"How can I have 'Q'?" The red-haired beauty Xin De asked the key.
"'Character' is a kind of 'self-definition' and 'self-restraint'. The prerequisite for having 'Character' is 'self-awakening'." This is Ophelia's understanding.
"Awaken yourself." The red-haired beauty Xin De kept it in mind.
"Look, the wound is healing." The death woman cut it open again with her sharp claws, and the old wound was sutured by the girl Al. The mutated gene that is still active in the snakeskin threads shed by Ophelia is continuing. Repaired quickly.
In other words, the reason why Ophelia was named "Madame Hydra" is because she is the leader of Hydra who combines beauty and wisdom. Like the mythical Hydra, she can continue to regenerate. , is also an important reason. What is even more talked about is her scientific attainments. Especially in genetic research and pharmacology, he is almost the leading expert in New Hong Kong at the "plot crossroads". Even the beloved gene potion used to resurrect Major Kusanagi had Ophelia's indelible contribution. These are the contents of Wu Chen's latest "memory copy".
"Roar——" The magic dragon felt its wings again, spread its wings and was about to fly, its sound shook the valley.
Only then did Wu Chen discover that the Gas Demonic Dragon also had a pair of wing claws. So this gas dragon is actually a four-legged monster. The function of the wing claws is to protect the relatively fragile wings. It acts like an umbrella strap. Tuck in the wing bones and bind the wing body.
The gas nozzles located under the ribs, similar to "fish gills", have a propulsion capability comparable to that of a jet engine in addition to breathing and ventilation. It is conceivable that the speed of this demon dragon must be far beyond the limit of ordinary birds.
This is actually similar to adding a jet engine to a propeller aircraft. And living things are far more flexible than machines.
"Master?" The White Queen called softly, her eyes full of expectation. By the way, is this the case for every female companion in the open spiritual world that is integrated into the curtain network?
"Okay." Wu Chen's heart moved, and he immediately took off his clothes, revealing his left hand. It coincided with the memory node, Wu Chen had no reason to refuse.
"Why do you have to become a (Midgardian)?" the red-haired beauty Cinder asked in a low voice: "Can't a fire giant do it?"
"Just like an ant can lift objects 5,000 times heavier than itself. Compress the dragon to the size of a human, and the bone density, strength, muscle toughness and other values will increase dramatically, and the explosive force will be so great that it is difficult to estimate." Death Woman also whispered Answer: "As for which planet you are from, it doesn't matter. But the master is indeed more familiar with the Nord personality in Skyrim Province (implying the people on Earth)."
"So that's it." The red-haired beauty Xin De understood. As the saying goes, "Use the cooked, don't use the raw", the same goes for "glass blowing". Shaping it into the best "style" obviously has the highest success rate and the lowest risk.
Under the attention of everyone, Wu Chen gently stretched out his left hand.
The Gas Demonic Dragon understood what he meant, and more cautiously stretched out the newly reattached wing hand towards Wu Chen.
Two disproportionate hands, gently held together.
Wu Chen kept smiling and his left hand spontaneously ignited silently. The fire of thinking without the cold flame illuminates the palms of one person and one dragon. The flying flames emerged from the fingers, and quickly spread to the gas dragon's wings. Following the sound of "hoo!", like a kite on fire, half of the dragon wing burned into a ball of fire.
"Oh my god -" The red-haired beauty Xinde wanted to escape, but found that she had been held in place by invisible hands. The whole person is wrapped in a powerful spiritual world.
"Don't be afraid. This is the small universe that the master has released." Everyone except the red-haired beauty Xin De said happily: "You can never fight against the stars (metaphorical shelter)."
"You can't compete with the stars." Thanks to Death Girl's reminder from the corner of his eye, the red-haired beauty Cinder kept the advice in mind. The future master of the Hell Hall knows that he must always remain in awe of the strong.
As it burned, the cold flames illuminated the entire valley, reflected half of the sky red, and swallowed up the entire demonic dragon. The time and space surrounding the demon dragon was like melting glass or thawing glaciers. Like mercury pouring down the ground, it converged on Wu Chen's left hand from all directions.
A voluptuous female body was quickly poured.
When the cold flames gradually fade away, time and space return to clarity. As the "human body glow" gradually dims, a stunning beauty who is quickly covered in "life colors" is looking at her human body in disbelief.
"What's your name?" Wu Chen still held the beauty's pink and jade-carved Rouyi, warm and powerful. His eyes were extremely clear.
"Master, my name is..." The beautiful witch closed her eyes slightly, then opened them firmly: "Gasian."
"Okay." Wu Chen understood. The name is the affix of the root word "Gas" + "人(ian)". It obviously has a good meaning.
"Master, according to the custom of Ximu Town, tonight belongs to Vashian completely." The White Queen's whole body was ignited. As a mutant regarded as a heretic by most humans, she had an indescribable sense of satisfaction from the depths of her soul when she witnessed Vashian's "dragon transformation".
"Wha, what?" The red-haired beauty Cinder was shocked: "Could it be that there is an ancient 'Law of the First Night' in Tamriel!?"
"As you know, it does exist," the female mutants replied in unison.
Of course, this is also inevitable for the demigod-level small universe to be connected to the grid to generate electricity.
