Chapter 1190： Clue to Bertila (1/2)

Bud rarely sees this hesitant look on Bertila's face. Whether in the dark sect period or the current imperial period, the dark female patriarch in his impression is always tough and will not hesitate. Therefore, when he realized the strangeness in Bertila's attitude, he was immediately curious.

He kept this curiosity and did not ask questions. Instead, he got up and followed Bertila. He followed the former dark patriarch through the rest area and central area of ​​the laboratory, through the culture capsule, The connecting section of the biomass container and the biological vascular tube passed through a "leaf door" that he had never seen before, and finally reached the lower level of the laboratory.

This was an area he had never seen before. In fact, he didn't even know that there was a "lower zone" in this laboratory. Under the thick branches, leaves and fibrous barriers, Berthila was in his own A more secret space is separated from the "private house". This space is obviously not connected to the extensive transportation pipeline in the giant tree of Thorin, and there is no channel to the outside world. To come here, you can only pass through the laboratory. The upper level-obviously, please do not enter.

The fibrous partition slowly closed behind him, glowing plant vines gradually lit up along the wall, and the space in front of Bud became brighter. He saw an oval hall with no doors or windows in all directions, and blood vessels emitting dim red light. The tissues were buried in the gaps between the ground and the surrounding walls, fading slowly as if breathing, and several wooden structures that looked like pillars grew from the ground and connected to the dome above. Around those “pillars”, Bud looked When the closed culture pods arrived, the appearance of those culture pods was similar to the culture vessels in the factory area.

"This is your...the secret laboratory in the secret laboratory?" Bud looked at Bertila beside him curiously, and then subconsciously asked, "Is this place reported?"

"Your Majesty knows this," Bertila glanced at Bud. "Only he knows. You understand. I have certain autonomy. Certain things are only responsible to your Majesty."

"Well, I do know that you are a'special citizen' after all," Bud waved his hand, and his gaze fell on the dormant pods. "What are these? You cultivated privately. Pets or agricultural products?"

Bertila did not speak, but walked slowly forward. The vines squirmed and curled under her feet, holding her body like a cluster. She came to one of the pods and stretched out her hand gently on the gelatinous shell of the capsule. As he flicked upwards, the pale green shell immediately shook, and faded silently downwards. A transparent culture container appeared in front of Bud, his eyes widened in surprise.

There is no strangely shaped "biological engineering product", nor is it a biological substrate to be processed. In the thin biomass solution, there is quietly floating... is a slightly petite elf with a pale golden length. Hair, looks like a silver elf just after adulthood.

She was floating in the pale yellow biomass solution, her eyes closed as if she was asleep, a cortical protective layer of colloid tightly wrapped her slender torso, and the external nutrient pipeline and the inside of the protective layer were faintly visible. Nerve monitoring node, several dark red life-saving pipelines extend from near her spine and connect to the pump-like organs on the upper part of the container. With the circulation of internal gas and liquid, tiny bubbles are constantly floating from her mouth and nose. Come out and rise to the top of the container. There are various signs that this "culture body" has completed the growth and development of the body itself, and has the autonomous work of the heart and lungs-but she is still asleep, as if the last step has not been completed.

"This is..." Bud blinked. He was very confused at first. He had no idea what Bertila had set up in such a secret laboratory and what he was going to do to cultivate an elf body in the secret laboratory, but soon he As if thinking of something, the expression on his face became thoughtful, and then complicated, "I seem to have some impression of her..."

"Do you still remember? Ah, that's right... You met her once, while she was still alive," Bertila said softly, keeping his eyes on the sleeping silver elf face, "Berna. Qingfeng, a girl who is too naive and never imagined how dangerous the world outside her home is..."

Bud’s expression is complex, with a reminiscence in his tone: "I remember she was seriously injured near the Shadow Swamp, but in a daze, she found the stronghold of the End of the Dead and asked for help... The priest in the stronghold regarded her as a door-to-door experiment. Materials, but she thought she found a doctor..."

Bertila still did not take his gaze from Berna Breeze's face: "This experimental material was sent to me. I asked her what she wanted at the time-she said she didn't want to travel anymore and wanted to go home. I agreed. She gave her a dose of anesthesia."

"Ah, I was there at the time-you promised her, and then you ate her to replenish your biomass reserves and genetic sample bank" Bud said slowly, then raised his eyes, carrying something Mingwu's expression looked around the entire hall, looking around the cultivation pods growing around the pillars one after another, his expression finally could no longer remain calm, a look of consternation and heavyness appeared on his face: "I think I know what you are doing... You are doing something that is almost impossible to succeed... You are going to revive everything that you swallowed up..."

"It's not a resurrection, at least not exactly, Mr. Budd," Bertila interrupted. "Resurrecting the dead is a great achievement in the realm of miracles. I have no ability to pull those souls that are no longer in the world from the dead world. Come back-I'm just'reducing' and reversing what I did back then. In a sense, none of these people died, and their genetic samples are completely recorded in my biological core, their souls Being'contained' in the depths of my soul, theoretically, this process can be reversed. Of course, I used to be unable to do this, but now...my ability is just enough."

Budd was silent for a while, turned his head and looked at Bertila’s eyes: "What is this? Is it some kind of ‘atonement’?"

Bertila smiled: "Your Majesty said that sin is sin, and the real sin cannot be redeemed. I want to continue to take root in this land. All I have to do is to do meritorious service-scientific research is meritorious service, and infrastructure is Serve meritorious service to solve the food crisis in the Plain of the Holy Spirit is also meritorious service. These things are not atonement for sins, but to'repay with merit'. Other than that, everything I do is just to confess to myself... what you see It's what I told myself.

"These are not for your majesty, nor for those who survived the disaster in the Crystal Cluster War. I didn't intend to show it to you. This is what I did for myself...Of course, I and'them' After discussing it, only those who intend to return to this world, I will start the'restore' process for them."