Immediately afterward, a voice came from his ear. It was Victor Frankenstein's voice,
"Next, start to establish a spiritual connection."
After this voice came, Fang Linyan's heart suddenly quivered, then he felt that something was wrong! Because he found that there were small bubbles appearing in front of his eyes at this time. It seemed that his whole body was underwater, but his breathing was surprisingly smooth.
Immediately afterward, he found that his field of vision became abnormally wide. If the field of vision of humans was 180 degrees, then his field of vision at this time was at least 300 degrees! Only a small area at the back of his head was a blind spot.
Then Fang Linyan saw his raised hands … It was a pair of aberrated sharp blade feet!
"Damn, it's connected so quickly?" Fang Linyan was very shocked, "This Victor Frankenstein is really something!"
He began to try to climb out of the pool, and he found that this was a stone room of 20 square meters. Most of the space in the room was occupied by the pool he climbed out of.
There was a mirror next to it. Fang Linyan crawled over and looked at the mirror, and he immediately saw a monster in it.
However, because he had been in close contact with this new experimental subject "Finks" before, it didn't take much effort for Fang Linyan to accept his new image. It was just a mixture of a mantis, a locust, and a cockroach.
In short, in Fang Linyan's feeling, this thing was similar to a tank, mecha, and other vehicles. Of course, it belonged to the more high-end kind.
According to Fang Linyan's speculation, this thing should be a hodgepodge made by the talented alchemist Victor Frankenstein by combining natural science, alchemy, and magic. It was his masterpiece.
The reason why Finks' abdomen had the same hexagram as Father Tex was because Father Tex was too weak. This hexagram was actually a kind of strengthening array, which could make him less burdened when connecting and enter the state faster.
At this time, Fang Linyan's spirit was far higher than Father Tex, so of course, he didn't need this thing.
At this time, Fang Linyan's ears began to hear Victor Frankenstein's voice again,
"If there's anything wrong with you now, you can extend both of your legs at the same time. This way, I can help you deal with any problems at once. Very good, it seems like there's no problem. Now, try to push open the door in front of you and walk out."
Fang Linyan did as he was told and left the room. He found that the door he pushed open had disappeared. Behind him was just a stone pillar that looked very ordinary. This should be a very clever magic camouflage.
The surrounding scenery was rather sinister and horrifying. Because on both sides of the long and crude tunnel, rocks were piled up to form countless honeycomb like little lattices. Every little lattice contained a lump of something – a corpse wrapped in a shroud!
Some of these corpses had already turned into eerie white bones, while others were still rotting. As a result, there was a terrible smell in the air.
To the living, this place was like hell, but to the hungry cats, dogs, mice, and other creatures, it was more like a cafeteria where they could occasionally have a good meal.
This was London's Underground Cemetery.
As early as the middle of the eighteenth century, this huge city built by the Romans had a population of more than 1.5 million people.
In the heyday of the empire on which the sun never sets, the wealth from all over the world gathered here. Although there were many rich people here, there were more poor people. These poor people had no cemetery to bury them after they died, so the church and the government would work together to do some public welfare things to bury these poor people in peace.
These free cemeteries excavated from the underground belonged to more than 70% of the people in London after they died. Some people's families would enter them for three or four generations. They might not be able to get along well when they were alive, but they could accompany each other day and night after they died.
Of course, the most important thing was that the Church had always had the advantage in the area of life and death. After a child was born, the necessary ceremony was to be baptized. After the child died, a priest had to preside over the funeral. Even the location of the cemetery had to be closer to the church.
Therefore, according to the current power of Archbishop Molegni, he could really do something in this kind of cemetery without anyone noticing.
About 20 meters forward, the narrow and cramped tomb passage suddenly widened, and a rather spacious hall appeared. This was the intersection of London's unique underground network. Tomb passages, abandoned subway passages, and sewers intertwined here.
Here, Fang Linyan received instructions from Victor Frankenstein to control Finks' body to do some basic movements of attack, defense, assault, and running. He also told him some attack patterns that broke through the inherent human thinking.
For example, Finks' tail was actually a poisonous needle, so it would have an attack pattern of stabbing the butt. However, if a human used this pattern to attack, it would undoubtedly make the enemy laugh wildly and the gays cheer.
However, because this Finks was created a year ago, it was not as powerful as the one controlled by Father Tex, such as optical refraction effect and sound wave attack.
While doing these tests, Fang Linyan gradually immersed himself in it because he found that the Finks he controlled at this time was really powerful. Its instantaneous explosive speed was even difficult to see clearly with the naked eye. According to Fang Linyan's inference, his Agility was estimated to be above 30 points.
Not only that, this monster could also make some strange movements that humans could not do at all. The wings on its back could also glide. Although there were only two attacking methods, namely foot blade slashing and poisonous needle stabbing, its speed was really fast.
Especially when Finks was fighting in the dark, its specially modified compound eyes were not affected by the darkness at all. It could be said that its combat power was increased by another 10%.
Finks had two forms that he could switch between. One was a human form that walked upright, similar to how a mantis would stand up when it was enraged. This way, he could put on a black cloak and a mask and walk at night, looking no different from a normal human. However, it would be difficult for him to use his poison needles in this form. The other form was his original insectoid form.
Of course, this guy was also extremely fragile. Nothing in the world was perfect, and this was something that couldn't be helped.
However, Dr. Viktor Frankenstein was even more engrossed. He had already started to write down various parameters in a notebook next to him. As he wrote, he kept exclaiming in amazement! Sometimes he even shook his head and sighed, saying something like "Why didn't I think of this earlier".
After adapting to this new toy for 5 minutes, the joint trial badge hanging on Fang Linyan's neck vibrated again, and a belated prompt appeared on his retina.
"Contestant No. ZB419, you are currently in the process of controlling the primitive biological weapon Finks."
"Finks currently has 732 points of bio-energy. Moving, attacking, or being injured will reduce its bio-energy. Once the bio-energy in its body drops below 20%, its self-consciousness will awaken due to fear. You will fall into a state of confusion, and your spirit will permanently drop by 1-3 points."
"Once Finks is killed in the connected state, the neural connection between you two will not be protected, then you will fall into a state of severe mental damage. Your spirit will permanently drop by 3-5 points."
"Your own state is still unable to support a long-term mental connection state, and this kind of biological weapon is still quite primitive, so the connection time should not exceed 3 hours. Otherwise, the upper limit of spirit will permanently drop by 10 points. After that, every 10 minutes of connection, the upper limit of spirit will permanently drop by 5 points."
“.....”
Looking at the series of prompts above, Fang Linyan only felt that his face was about to turn green. I naively thought that this was just a game! Now it seems that I will suffer a huge loss if I don't pay attention because the f * cking punishment is permanent attribute reduction. This is really terrible.
Therefore, looking at the remaining 178 minutes and 36 seconds countdown, Fang Linyan was like a rabbit whose tail was on fire, rushing forward awkwardly.
Of course, in the eyes of Victor Frankenstein, this should be excitement and eagerness.
After coming to the ground, Victor Frankenstein was only responsible for research and recording data next to him. Father Tex replaced him. Although he looked very weak at this time, he was also responsible for communicating with Fang Linyan and doing chores such as navigation.
This time, Fang Linyan had 2 missions.
The first was to carry out a routine patrol, going to several bars and dance halls in the Whitechapel area to see if there were any new infected people.
The second mission was to "purify" the poor dancer Lisa after the investigation was completed. It was almost 1 or 2 o 'clock in the morning.
Soon, Fang Linyan followed Tex's instructions. First, he carried out a routine patrol, went to a bar called Blue Moon, then went to the next place. Finally, he perfectly circled the map in the shape of a "C" letter! In this way, he wouldn't take any detours, which could be said to be the most laborious.
But after pondering for a while, Fang Linyan asked Tex instead, "What about you?
"How long have you been carrying out missions like this?"
Tex was taken aback, then he said blankly,
"7 times, or 8 times?"
Fang Linyan sighed and said,
"Your luck is really good, really. To be honest, count it with your fingers and see how many people want to cause trouble for you! "
"The black magician of the Ashes Collection, Scotland Yard, the victim, the homeless greedy for bounty, and now we, the outsiders from the Himalayas."
"If I didn't guess wrongly, you should have stayed at the place where you were attacked for 7 or 8 times."
"Father Turks, I believe that the rest of the people have already seen through your behavior. If it weren't for Mr. Victor's powerful creation, you wouldn't have been caught until today. You have to slow down your rigid way of thinking!"
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