Uplifting Journey

Chu Xing left his secret base along the dark river secret road.

Stretched black dragon wings rose from the bottom of the river, Chu Xing spread his wings and flew into the night sky after gently leaving the water.

Baiyan City, which was illuminated by lights, was heavily guarded, but Chu Xing was too familiar with this place, so he sneaked in easily after unfolding the invisible module.

After walking around the familiar place, Chu Xing saw his ruined residence in Baiyan City.

His heart was unexpectedly calm.

"So, what to do now?"

After calling up the database and browsing it, many action plans flashed through Chu Xing's mind.

"The main function of the nano-growth is to strengthen the thinking-related abilities of the colonized, and at the same time enhance the self-protection ability of the grower."

Through the data link, he observed the Gonggong nanomachines rapidly expanding in the ground, and Chu Xing pondered for a while.

"As for the Gonggong nanomachines that can reconstruct most of the industrial equipment, what is the role of the nano-builder? An additional component that provides research and creativity capabilities and local flexible control capabilities?"

The human brain enhanced by nano-plants is indeed better than the current stage of Gonggong nano-units in dealing with some highly complex fuzzy problems and developing and expanding new functions, but

"That Cheng Bin, why do you want to set the builder to master the corresponding knowledge and thinking ability in order to mobilize the power of Gonggong nanomachines? Why not make it like a dragon blood warrior, just use it knowingly?

"And with his technical prowess, even if a human colonizer troop is needed, it's easier to create clones and import thinking memories? Well, it seems that the dragon race seems to be like this, is there anything special about the native humans on Earth?"

Not knowing Cheng Bin's conjecture about high dimensions, Chu Xing was puzzled by the current situation, and could only choose a course of action according to the existing conditions.

"If you want to do something to the residents of Baiyan City, he will find out sooner or later. So, let's meet that old friend first. With his personality, the probability of choosing to support is quite high. It is much more convenient to do things in the nearby human city.”

In Baiyan City, in a small building that more and more people called the City Lord's Mansion.

Zheng Cheng, with the dragon wings folded behind his back, touched a small hard corner of his forehead, and threw the pen in his hand on the table a little irritably, leaned back and half-lyed on the dragon wings, and cast his eyes on the top of the room crude lamps.

As the Dragon Clan deliberately targeted and attacked the human society with the collapse of the industrial system, there were fewer and fewer complicated electronic products, and Bai Yancheng could only return to the original paper-and-pencil office mode.

Things like generators and electric lights are even made by the hands of special types of dragon blood warriors. Zheng Cheng himself used to go to the factory to do this kind of thing.

However, there are fewer and fewer Dragon Blood Warriors who are willing to do such things. Since Chu Xing's underground laboratory and factory were destroyed, even Zheng Cheng himself has never done it again.

More and more people in the city began to pay attention to personal strength, and worked hard to hunt the ferocious animals infected by the dragon gene from the outside world, and groped for ways to become dragon blood warriors and dragon blood levels by eating, extracting dragon blood, and other means.

During several times of monster sieges and giant dragon attacks, Zheng Cheng, who was the strongest dragon blood warrior in the city and showed great strength, gained more and more respectful eyes.

But these things will only make Zheng Cheng's mood worse, even if all this is expected.

Driven by the acquiescence of many sensible people, including Zheng Cheng, the atmosphere of the entire Baiyan City is shifting in the direction led by the Dragon Clan, just to avoid being destroyed by the Dragon Clan like Heishui City.

Ordinary people in the city couldn't understand the pressure and pain on Zheng Cheng's body. Under the crisis of the city, he was even forced to kill his old friend who refused to compromise.

Thinking of the giant dragons that had just dispersed outside the city recently, Zheng Cheng's face was a little gloomy.

At this moment, a familiar feeling rose in Zheng Cheng's heart. He stood up suddenly, and the black giant sword resting in the corner appeared in his palm instantly.

"Longwei?"

Rushing out from the wide open window, Zheng Cheng, who flew into the air, turned his gaze to the direction where Long Wei had been sensed before, and saw a black shadow that ordinary people could not discern with naked eyes flickering and disappearing in the forest.

"Look at the outline of this figure. Dragon Blood Warrior?"

Zheng Cheng looked down at Bai Yancheng who broadcast the warning signal because of his actions, gestured to some acquaintances who were watching him below, and then rushed to the direction where the shadow was before.

That black shadow gave him an inexplicably familiar feeling, and he decided to follow it by himself.

The hazy black shadow walking through the forest seemed to be guiding Zheng Cheng consciously, and the faint signal of Longwei prevented him from being lost in the dark woods.

After a while of chasing, Zheng Cheng stopped with an ugly face, and a black shadow was waiting for him in the middle of an open space in front of him.

The open space in front is a slightly sunken pit, as if it was melted by intense high temperature, and the texture of the ground in the pit is somewhat close to glass.

Of course Zheng Cheng recognized this place, after all this pit was burned out by his white flames.

Casting his eyes on the black shadow standing in the middle of the pit, Zheng Cheng said in a bad tone: "Choose this place to meet me, who the hell are you? If you don't come up with a good reason to convince me, I guarantee you will regret it tonight came here."

"It turns out that you care about this place very much. That's right, after all, it's a place to kill old friends, so naturally the feeling is complicated." The figure shrouded in darkness made an indistinct fuzzy voice, "I said that I didn't think too much about it, and you chose it randomly. Do you believe it?"

"Hehe, it seems that you want to practice with me?" Zheng Cheng narrowed his eyes, holding the sword with one hand and stabbing through the air.

The violent white flame illuminated the night sky, and the straight stream of flames pierced in front of the black shadow, but drifted apart and deflected towards his sides, directly vaporizing and vaporizing the large expanse of soil and rock on the side.

"The plasma flame is deflected, is it electromagnetic manipulation?"

Observing the vision of the black figure with spread wings on the opposite side, Zheng Cheng, who has rich combat experience, sensed the opponent's ability type.

Where Zheng Cheng was standing, a flower of white flame exploded, his body was so fast that he seemed to disappear, he rushed towards the black shadow, and cut the black shadow's waist and abdomen horizontally with his sword.

However, the black shadow did not dodge or evade, and did not release electromagnetic cannons or lightning strikes to force Zheng Cheng away. Instead, it directly grabbed the black sword with huge kinetic energy.

Seeing this, Zheng Cheng hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help retracting part of the strength in his hand.

After a loud sound like the ringing of a bell, Zheng Cheng's face changed, and he retreated to the distance in an instant. He looked at the figure on the opposite side who was covered in a hazy silver-white metal color in surprise.

Reminiscing about the violent vibration and ripple-like kinetic energy that was diffused and transformed when the big sword was slashed at the figure's hand before, Zheng Cheng couldn't help asking in a deep voice: "Are you a phase-shifting armor? You are a level-four dragon." Blood Warrior?"

"No," the silver-white metallic color turned into pitch black again, and part of the black substance covering the shadow's head faded away, revealing Chu Xing's thin face. "The scientific term phase transfer armor is not the patent of those lizards."

"Impossible!" Zheng Cheng's scarlet vertical pupils suddenly shrank, and he said in disbelief, "Chu Xing? You're not dead?!"