Chapter 169 Yesterday’s Cause, Today’s Result (Part 1)

In the devil world, there is a secret research room somewhere.

Ojia and Yan Kailuo stood in front of a certain door and waited quietly until a moment later, the door behind them suddenly opened. A black-skinned monster with a head of only about 1.3 meters and various small parts and equipment hanging all over its body strode out of the door. Walked out.

"prophet……"

Ojia and Yan Kailuo both lowered their heads, seeming to have great respect for this black-skinned monster.

The black-skinned monster known as the "Prophet" just nodded slightly. His expression was arrogant. Although he was short in stature, he was quite powerful.

"How is the mechanical enemy?"

"Having been dragged into the Netherworld by Wen Yu's soul pet, Victor, he should not be able to have any effect in a short time. The two of us came here this time to ask you if there is anything else here. What good thing, like...the second mechanical natural enemy?"

Oga's tone was humble, like a child asking for pocket money from its parents.

The prophet immediately curled his lips when he heard this.

"Do you really think this thing is cabbage? I can take out as much as I want? Or I don't want to hang out with you guys with low IQs. If you stay here for a long time, I'm afraid it will stain my extremely smart brain. ...And there are demons..."

The prophet complained wildly, and was damaged by it from the demon spirit to Oga. However, Oga not only showed no intention of getting angry, but his head even lowered.

A little bit of verbal damage is of no importance at all. The important thing is that this dead black skin with only level eight strength is the focus of every war - even more important than any eleventh level strong person. many!

Although intelligence cannot be converted into direct strength in many cases, it can be converted into indirect strength. Oga does not know how long this old black man has lived, and it is even unknown whether this old black man has a lifespan limit now. , but what is undeniable is that this guy provides the Demons with a steady stream of trump cards, as well as one surprise after another!

Old Heipi's injury lasted for a long time, and curses and scorns were heard in Ojia's ears, but Ojia just watched his nose and heart without any reaction, until Old Heipi was tired of cursing. He stopped just now, and then he turned his head and spoke to Oga.

"Don't even think about mechanical natural enemies. The materials required to create mechanical natural enemies are very special. After the destruction of the world of Birja, only a little bit survived. It's already good to be able to create a mechanical natural enemy. By the way, How is the situation on the front line?"

"Replying to Lord Prophet, the front line has been unable to be attacked for a long time. Although the results are good, if there are no accidents, we may not be able to achieve the strategic goal of breaking the shackles of the eighth level within ten years. No, we are thinking of you, Lord Prophet. …”

Oga smiled playfully, and while talking about the battle situation, he also wanted to get some good things.

The prophet was also a sensible person. At this moment, he shook his head slightly, then turned around and returned to the laboratory.

"Follow me. Although we don't have a second mechanical natural enemy, we still have a lot of good things... especially this one..."

The prophet's tone was full of fanaticism. Oga and Yan Kailuo looked at each other and walked into the laboratory together. As the lights were turned on, the whole laboratory suddenly lit up!

I saw a huge bone cage standing in the middle of the laboratory. Through the gaps in the cage, I could vaguely see a strong humanoid creature that was tightly bound.

"This is Tang Haofei?"

Oga didn't know why, but the prophet nodded.

"That's the little guy who destroyed the research institute and was captured by you. Fortunately, I didn't get involved with those idiots you call 'scholars', otherwise I would have been pissed off!"

Even though Old Tang was captured, the results of the battle were brilliant - he solved the demon world's material storage warehouse, secret treasure house and even the academy of science. This level of blow was enough to reduce the intensity of the demon's offensive by more than 30%...

It's a pity that this old black man does not serve in the Demon Academy of Science.

Old Heipi complained again. After a moment,

He just rested his voice and walked to the front of the bone cage.

Inside, Tang Haofei seemed to have been injected with some kind of medicine and was sleeping quietly at the moment.

"I heard that you captured an interesting little guy, so I took the initiative to bring him over. You won't blame the old man for making my own decisions, right?"

"Don't dare."

Ojia and Yan Kailuo shook their heads immediately.

"Humph, I'm sorry you don't dare!"

Old Heipi said this, and then picked up a syringe from the side. The needle tip of the syringe shone with a cold light, and seemed to be made of some special material. Old Heipi inserted the needle into Tang Haofei's body, and exerted force with his hand. The thick blood was immediately pumped out.

"After I take something from you, I will naturally give you something else. The trading rules between me and the demon spirits have always been like this. No one on either side should suffer, and no one should owe anything to the other. Now, it's time for you to reap the rewards."

Old Heipi shook the syringe in his hand with a smile on his face.

…

"Buzz~~~"

The roar of machinery sounded, and behind the laboratory, a steel door suddenly opened wide, and Ojia and Yan Kailuo both looked in.

Rows of petri dishes came into view. Among them, a figure curled up peacefully in the petri dish, as if immersed in the mother's womb.

"Cloning technology."

Old Heipi said briefly, and both Ojia and Yan Kailuo were stunned. They looked at Tang Haofei and then at the nearly a thousand petri dishes, and their faces suddenly showed surprise.

This technical ability...

If this old black man can perfectly clone everything about Tang Haofei, not to mention the Earth, even the demons will have to bow down to him obediently.

"Don't think too much, I'm not a threat to the demons, and the cloning technology is not as omnipotent as you think!"

Maybe he guessed what Oga and Yan Kailuo were thinking, the old black man complained indifferently, then walked into the warehouse, stood in front of a petri dish and pressed it for a moment.

As the liquid slowly disappeared, the hatch opened, and a clone who looked 70% similar to Tang Haofei stumbled out of the petri dish.

"The strength is at the peak of level 8, most of the skills are retained, there is a power balance that is not left, and only a part of the challenger trial is left... However, the life and death battle, hehehehe..."

The old black man laughed again, he looked at the clone on the ground, as if looking at a flawless gem!

Then, he picked up the syringe in his hand and injected a tube of Tang Haofei's blood into the clone.

In this way, the creation of a clone was just over.

"This is the limit of what I can do. Even if I am given more time, this technique has already reached its limit, but..."

"Based on the peak physical fitness of level eight, I can refresh the life-and-death battle ten times!"