Since the monitoring began, Garfield had already sat in front of the terminal unit with a frenzy and knocked, making a scream of surprise:

"This blood sample...is very unique!"

"Oh?" Sax walked up quickly, observed the data above, and gradually narrowed his eyes.

"The concentration of decarbonized particles is very close to the stage of inorganization! But... it is decaying rapidly and falling back to the stage of carbon change, which is very strange..."

Garfield quickly typing on the photosensitive keyboard, looking puzzled.

Tsfield also walked upstairs and watched the change in the test results end.

Turing narrowed his eyes, and he knew that this was the function of the mortal filter.

According to the results of Garfield's test, his blood began to fall back quickly after it was separated from the increase of the mortal filter in his body, and turned back to the state before the increase of the mortal filter.

From this point of view, the increase in the morbidity filter seems to be temporary.

"Where did my carbon change phase reach the initial detection stage?" Turing asked.

"It's very close to inorganization, but it quickly fell back."

"If blood sampling of inorganized organisms has been completed, will it fall back to its original carbon change state when such decay occurs?"

"It depends on how this decay works, but in theory it won't happen. This is degeneration and does not conform to evolutionary logic... Wait, do you know what this decay is?" Garfield was stunned.

"Of course." Under the face of the armor, Turing grinned and looked at Saxophone.

The moment the red electronic eyes shot across the line of sight, Sax's eyes flashed.

“The people here are people in the company.”

Turing shook his head.

"The researchers in the Immortal Plan are basically senior executives of the company. The subsequent process requires mutagenesis catalysts and are basically controlled by the company."

"But if the situation occurs in this technology, it will be different."

"I use my company as a guarantee, and the people in this lab are definitely trustworthy!" Sax said in a vague tone.

Turing was silent for a moment, and the sound full of electric feeling came again:

"Are you sure the experimental data will not be spread or stolen?"

"This is impossible. The network ice wall built by our network engineers has not been broken so far." The conversation between the two made Garfield realize something and immediately guaranteed it.

"Where did you get this technique?" Tsfield's thinking clearly cuts from another aspect.

Turing paused for a moment, then smiled: "No need to guarantee that, Mr. Wilson, I just make sure to act cautiously. Can this machine be disassembled?"

Following Turing's gaze, several people saw the terminal unit in the corner.

"You..." Garfield said hesitantly.

"That's fine."

Eight phantom limbs proliferated, and the terminal unit was dismantled into a bunch of parts, and quickly reorganized into another thing under the shocked eyes of several people.

"This is an amplification technology, or filtration technology, which can accelerate the filtration of carbon-changing human bodies and quickly advance to these carbon-changing stages you sorted out... By the way, if my sampling data is the initial situation, how long will it take for me to reach the 'inorganization' stage?" Turing turned his head and asked Garfield.

"It will only take half a month at most, but I don't know whether the injection of mutagenesis catalyst is needed." Garfield was immersed in the shock caused by the efficient operation of the phantom limbs and replied blankly.

On the other hand, Tsfield was watching the precise operation of the phantom machine tool, and his eyes became brighter.

"I see."

In just a few dozen seconds, grinding, reshaping, installing parts, welding, and completing the last ready-made screw. Two palm-sized ring-shaped instruments were placed on the tableside with phantom limbs.

"This thing is called the 'mortal filter'. The effect is what I mentioned before. I made two ready-made materials and I'll give it to you."

The ready-made mortal filter was put into Garfield's hands, and several people gathered around, including two researchers and Anthony, who had been acting as an airman, who had been next to him.

"This thing... a filter?" Although Turing's speed of light just now made him feel relaxed and happy to see it, Garfield was still a little confused.

"It is recommended that you use it as an implant, which requires separate energy supply."

The mortal filter was initially climbed directly to the phantom limb through the technology tree. Turing's approach in the main nest laboratory was to directly turn it into a large culture warehouse to connect and cover the demon weapon for transformation.

“Implant…”

Sax took out Garfield's palm and looked up and down.

The excited heartbeat was slowly expanding.

The basic principle of the carbon change process is to implant into the human body through special decarbonization (TEK) technology implants, and then use mutagenesis catalysts to induce carbon change.

The use of ordinary filters as implants will subvert the current substrate of carbon change experiments and completely replace the implants that were once used in carbon change experiments and become a carbon change exclusive instrument!

According to the words of the Gray Fox, it can continue to filter the increase and speed up the carbon change rate. In this way, dangerous mutagenesis catalysts will no longer need to be used.

For a moment, Sax's thoughts were changing, his hands trembled, and he became more and more excited.

He did not doubt the authenticity of this thing. There was no need for the gray fox to make such a joke. The truth and falsehood could be proved through experiments.

"This will overturn the entire carbon change process." Tsfield said in a deep voice.

"Who is the closest one in the previous list of immortality plans? Let him come to the laboratory."

After handing the mortal filter to Garfield, Sax ordered Anthony behind him to choose a lucky person to complete the test.

Then, he walked to Turing in silence.

Turing did not hand over the blueprint for the manufacturing of this thing to them. Saxophone understands the truth, but if the "mortal filter" really subverts their carbon change process, then the gray fox who controls the manufacturing technology of this thing is equivalent to taking the carbon change experiment semi-monopolized control in his hands!

"This thing..." Sax spread out another mortal filter in his palm.

"It's okay, use it first. I'll make a few more after using it."

“I mean…”

"This is impossible, I can't believe in the people in this lab."

"But you should believe me too." "What about your student?"

Turing looked at Saxophone, who fell silent again.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Sax's face gradually stretched out and he sighed.

"I got it. What do you want?"

"All information about the carbon change system."

“Everyone who joins the Immortal Plan is eligible to view.”

"I have a lot of things and a lot of experiments to do. And I have more than one thing on hand." Turing meant something.

"This..." Sax hesitated, "I think it will take some time. This is not something I can say alone."

"It's okay, we can take it slowly."

After handing the mortal filter to the researcher, Garfield, who was running around in the central laboratory to test the experimental instruments, looked at the two riddle men strangely, frowned and continued to do his own thing.

On the other hand, Tsfield was switching back and forth between Turing and Saxophone, and seemed to have thought of something.

Under the face of the armor, Turing smiled.

This is the absolute dominance of advanced technology, which is enough to subvert a scientific research system that has been stagnant for many years and has been slow to progress.

The mortality filter was given, and the plan was being carried out slowly. Regarding carbon change, he currently has the next stage of killer weapon at hand.

He gently put his hand into his pocket and held a small blood-colored bottle that was faintly shining.

What was contained inside was the blood of the viper.

The laboratory became restless and prepared for the major experiment that was about to begin. The phantom limbs carried Turing up to a laboratory bench to sit down. He scanned the crowd, rubbed the blood sample in his pocket gently with his fingers, and a smile appeared under his face.

Until his eyes fell to the door that suddenly opened, his butt staggered and almost fell off the test bench.
Chapter completed!