Although Wotu has reached a strategic cooperation with him, Chen Ang’s trust in it is still at a limited level. Wotu’s moral level may be far higher than the average level of Tatoin, but Tatoin’s moral level is not a good deal.

Wotu can only say it's not too bad.

An important thing like a spacecraft must not be exposed to it. Chen Ang had to use the instruments on the spacecraft to build a complete human laboratory in Mrs. Schmid's basement.

"Where did the things here come from? Oh! No, don't tell me." As soon as Wotu entered, he was shocked by the instrument with a layer of silver light inside. His eyes couldn't help but stare at the instrument's nameplate, and instinctively read a number in his mouth. Then, he hammered his right hand on his heart, feeling the pounding vibration.

This is not pretending. Wotu is also a Toidari who has seen the world. When he was young, he participated in the seasonal war of his parent star Toidaria. He has witnessed the scene of star destroyers bombing the planet and turbo laser cannons blasting enemy ships with his own eyes, but seeing big scenes is the same thing.

Facing these more than a dozen shining golden lights, it was another matter. At this moment, Wotu even had the urge to open his mouth and threaten Chen Ang with Anakin in exchange for these dozen instruments.

Fortunately, the laser cannon next to it quickly calmed down.

Wotu keenly noticed that the laser operating table in the middle of the laboratory has military-grade accuracy; this means that this laser operating table can be used for contraindication research, such as genetic testing, human living research, etc.

In fact, the body modification surgery that Wotu is going to perform today is also located in the gray area of ​​taboo trials. It is difficult to distinguish the human body modification surgery from the "mechanical prosthesis". Moreover, what if it violates the Galactic Republic Research Act?

The Galactic Republic also bans slavery!

Tatooin does what he should do? The ruler here is the lawless villain Jabba, not the Galactic Republic. Like tens of thousands of remote planets in the universe, the powerful people are the boss.

In the Galactic Republic, separatist forces have become increasingly powerful. Forcibly unifying the social concept of tens of thousands of races is a thankless thing. The surging under the open face of the Republic is becoming more and more exciting. Even within the Republic, there are hawkish voices who maintain unification with iron fist.

Wotu looked at the prosthetic limb handed over by Chen Ang. The limbs suspended in the nutrient solution emitted a faint purple color. This was very similar to Wotu's skin. The prosthetic limbs were a right foot and a pair of wings. They looked very healthy, and there was no difference between them and before.

They even moved slightly in the nutrient solution, as if they had just been picked from the human body. Of course, Wotu knew that this was its illusion. Such limbs were cultivated directly. Generally speaking, they would be somewhat fragile and aging due to excessive cell division. This is also the reason why many soldiers would rather use prosthetic limbs than cloned limbs.

Lying honestly on the laser operating table, Wotu blinked at Chen Ang, "You must keep me awake during the operation, otherwise I will send a signal as soon as possible... Wait, what is this?"

Wotu pointed to the purple medicine liquid in the syringe on the side, and the overclocking medicine was lying innocently in the test tube, accepting Wotu's questioning gaze.

"Looking!" Chen Ang, who entered the surgical state, was obviously different from before. Wotu found it uncomfortable. Chen Ang's eyes became a little cold and his tone was a little impatient. He looked at his eyes cold and without a trace of warmth, his eyes were persistent and focused, and his condition was very serious.

"Wait, what's wrong with you?" Wotu struggled violently on the laser platform. When he saw the deep blue color in Chen Ang's pupils, he felt very scared. The rational and cold state reminded him of those war robots. "Your condition is a little wrong. No, I won't have this surgery, please let me go!"

"Let me go!" Votu screamed.

A pair of short hands slapped around, looking at the syringe getting closer and closer, Wotu pressed the signal transmitter in panic, and then surprised to see that the green light on the transmitter was still there; it should have made a harsh beeping sound, and then notified the mercenaries hundreds of miles away.

But now, it lies quietly in the palm of Wotu, as if nothing had happened.

"No!..." Wotu collapsed. It slapped the signal transmitter in its hand and fought hard to resist the nearing injection port, but it was useless. When its body stiffened, the purple potion was still injected into its body.

The dark blue color in Chen Ang's eyes had already expanded into a piece, and even a slight light emanated from his pupils. He controlled the laser needle and pierced Wotu's spine, causing him to paralyze on the operating table.

Wotu's face was extremely scared. Judging from its appearance, it seemed that his spirit was about to collapse frequently, but soon, with the transformation of the overclocking potion, a hint of blue appeared in its pupils, and its body completely relaxed.

The laser scalpel gently cuts its skin. In Chen Ang's hand, the scalpel jumps on the tissue of Wotu's body, peeling off its nerves bit by bit. A gray nerve line that is like a serpent striking was picked out by Chen Ang from the nutrient solution, replacing Wotu's nerves and connecting its body.

This nervous system that imitates human meridians is the latest achievement of Chen Ang's research on an alien creature called Jingxu Zombie. This Zerg, whose nerve structure is almost the same as that of meridians, is born with extremely keen reaction ability. Chen Ang even used mysterious radiation on the Cret Dragon Ball to establish a set of alien internal force system.

The nerves easily fuse into Wotu's body, and even fuse the original nervous system. The overclocked brain was also mastered by the nervous system, and the others were maintained at Wotu's original level. This miraculous fusion ability is an unexpected gain of the internal force system, and Chen Ang still can't understand the reason.

Ignorance requires proof!

Of course, we need to do an experiment and understand this kind of thing that cannot understand the reason. Wotu just hit the gun and became the first experimenter in Chen Angkewu's system.

When the blue light in Wotu's eyes dissipated, it saw Chen Ang smiling bitterly on the side and massaging his own head, and could vaguely hear the sound of "I lost control this time and my condition is unstable..."

Wotu inexplicably recalled his lost consciousness and didn't care about the signal transmitter that was smashed into pieces in front of him. In its impression, the operation went smoothly. "Has it succeeded?" it asked happily.

As soon as the consciousness moved, the wings behind him began to flap instinctively, and a stream of light flashed from behind. Wotu suddenly rushed out dozens of meters in an instant. It was wrapped in electric light, and the high speed formed by the movement of particles did not harm it.

"This is..." Wotu began to feel dizzy.

It feels that it can sense the magnetic field around it, and the wings behind it are like two particle engines, which can easily cut the magnetic field and obtain super high speed, which seems to be a little faster than twice the speed of sound. The electromagnetic capabilities of organisms are rare in the universe, and there are only a handful of creatures in planets that can have this ability.

In addition to those cosmic creatures, most of the intelligent creatures bred on planets have only fragile bodies and rely entirely on technology to conquer nature. Only Jedi warriors in the universe have terrible spiritual power that transcends technology. When the Force tides, Jedi masters can even use the Force to crush the planet.

Therefore, the more obvious cosmic civilization in the universe, which is manifested in the strong, can construct a relatively peaceful system of the Republic with the will of the Jedi. For many weak races and the magical evolutionary abilities of cosmic creatures determine their status.

No matter how nice the Galaxy Republic sounds, in many vast universes, people are still accustomed to using power to determine social status, and pirates and mercenaries are even more so. Even Wotu's commercial status has its spiritual ability to not be controlled by the Jedi mind.

Not to mention anything else, Tatuine is definitely the place where the strong are king. The biggest expense here is endless weapons and food. If there are weapons, there is food. For Tatuine people, a suitable weapon is all about it, but what weapon is more reassuring than your own body?

Wotu was deeply excited. Although it was just a grocery store owner, in addition to Jabba’s taxes, he also had to spend a lot of money to hire the protection of the mercenary groups. It knew very well what the mercenary groups could pay to improve their strength!

Anyway, it's the kind that I can't bear to take it out if I beat it to death.

The blood of the merchant in its body boiled and turned excitedly into a gorgeous particle aperture. In the blink of an eye, it surrounded the laboratory for dozens of times before stopping in front of Chen Ang. The purple wings slightly opened up to a certain extent, and the Wotu was suspended in front of Chen Ang's eyes, and the magnetic field surrounded it to protect it.

"I will prove Anakin and the others' identity to you now, but you have to allow me to do one thing! I want to show them this thing!" Wotu said to him excitedly, thinking about how to kill the mercenaries.

For so many years, who has many parts on them? Wotu can guarantee that those barbarians who rely on force will spend all their last copper coins and replace them with combat prosthetics. Many miserable old mercenaries will even spend their savings to replace them with this thing.
Chapter completed!