The silver-white scalpel cut into the skin and easily cut a hole, revealing the tender flesh inside, white in fat, pink and compact. Although it is not as satisfying as pork belly, in Feilun's eyes, it has a delicious taste far beyond beef eye meat.

“………………………………………”

The clown lay horizontally on the operating table, looking blankly at the ceiling in front of him. In front of him, all he could see was a dazzling white light. However, Feiren didn't care. He just took a little action and let the scalpel continue downwards, cutting from his chest to his abdomen, and his movements were gentle as if he was stroking his lover.

But the clown in front of him was not as charming as a lover. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the sky blankly, without any reaction at all. Only instinctive roars and screams could prove that he was still alive. Of course, whether he was alive or not is not a matter of concern to Faren.

When he was in school, he would not care about the life or death of the guinea pigs, let alone such a big living person?

There seems to be something wrong?

Forget it, there is nothing wrong.

Ferren narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his fingers and put them into his warm body, pressing them down inch by inch along the ribs. As his movements, the clown moaned painfully from time to time, but at this moment, he couldn't even move.

He has been deposed.

In fact, Feilun didn't know how the clown was destroyed. He suddenly had the intention to send the clown to the shadow space he had mastered. Anyway, Feilun thought that only he had the entrance and exit of the space, and brought him into it, and the clown couldn't get out. Moreover, after Feilun's experiment, he also found that this space was independent of the real world. It was basically a semi-plane product that he could carry with him. But Feilun didn't know whether this space would harm others. After all, when he first entered this shadow space, he could feel that this was a biting cold wind that could almost freeze people to death. Moreover, Aluka's reaction also showed that the shadow substance was quite harmful to ordinary people. Even if a level five-level authority like Aluka almost freezes to death after getting the weapons made by Feilun with the shadow, he would almost freeze an ordinary person... Well, Feilun now has a suitable research object.

However, when Faren returned to Harmony and opened the shadow space to enter, he realized that this place was even more dangerous than he thought.

The clown who was still alive before was now lying on the ground like a dead pig. Although his ability saved his life, after Feilun's inspection, he found that the clown's spirit had basically completely collapsed. It can be said that what is in front of Feilun is just an unconscious vegetable man.

What's going on with that space?

Feiren is quite aware of medical knowledge. However, he knows nothing about things like plane dimension space. Of course, if his former friends and companions are here, Feiren believes that it is not difficult to solve this problem, after all, they also have similar abilities. But now... Well, Feiren feels that he can't figure out what the situation of this "new world" that he carries with him is.

When a person lives his whole life, he must learn to gain and lose. Since he is not clear about the situation in the new world, Faren began to conduct another study that excited himself - that is, the anatomy of the clown.

“It’s amazing…”

Feeling the pulsation of life coming from his fingertips. Feiron couldn't help but sigh. The clown's body is a reinforcement system, and his body naturally has been strengthened and mutated. It is completely different from the internal organs of ordinary people. More importantly, because the clown's ability can instinctively heal and maintain life, this also makes Feiron not have to worry about collecting and investigating when the other party just died and the body is still fresh and hot, and can conduct long-term and long research work.

"It's really hard to deal with..."

Putting the scalpel next to the slowly beating heart, Feiren couldn't help but squint his eyes and thought. Should he take off the organs while he is still alive? Or just leave it in his body and make a standard human specimen like this? And it's a human specimen that cannot be killed? Alas, I didn't have such troubles before, but now, it's really difficult to make a decision with such a good research material.

How did that song sing? Happiness comes too fast like a tornado, and it is inseparable from the storm circle and has no time to escape... Well, the problem is that he doesn't want to escape either?

Forget it, let's keep it for now, so let's take a look at the main core parts first.

Thinking of this, Feiren stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. He reluctantly moved his eyes away from a pile of slowly squirming internal organs, and then looked at the clown's head. Then, Feiren stretched out his hand, turned his fingers, and a silver-white scalpel appeared out of thin air, and then it was as if it was inserted into butter, easily pierced into his forehead.

Logically speaking, human skulls can not be cut so easily, but Feiron's ability can help him to relieve the trouble of a lot of surgical instruments, so there will naturally be no problem. Feiron seemed to cut a cake, cut a half circle along the clown's forehead, then reached out and took up his skull.

Soon, the brain tissue was presented to Feren. In his eyes, the red soft flesh in front of him, which was trembling in the air, was like a mouth-watering delicacy, and he couldn't help but want to go up and eat it.

But soon, Feilun put away his saliva and began to check it carefully.

On the surface, the clown's brain doesn't seem to be much different from the brain of ordinary people. If you want to say it, it's thicker and looks bigger. However, Feiren did not think the clown is smarter, but instead thought he was stupid... Well, it seems that some of the previous medical theories seem to be unreliable.

"Um………?"

And just as Faren checked the middle part of his brain, he soon discovered the problem.

I saw a prism-shaped crystal inserted in the middle of the clown's brain. It didn't look like it was inserted into it, but it looked like a crystal that had grown in it. Not only that, Feiren also found that the veins and arterial blood vessels spread all over the surface of the cerebral cortex were also connected to this crystal. Even with the slight ups and downs of the brain, occasionally a flash of light could be seen emerging from it and then spread along the blood vessels.

What's this?

Looking at the scene in front of him, Feiren was obviously a little surprised. He had no more brains to open, but this was the first time he saw someone like the clown. Well, but if you think about it carefully, he seemed to be the first level five authority abilities he had dissected?

It was a waste to kill that rock in the Dream Capital.

Thinking of this, Feiren sighed, then he took out the scalpel and gently tapped the crystal.

"Ding Ding."

The sound is crisp and looks good in purity. However, can anyone tell me why crystals grow in human bodies?

Thinking of this, Feilun couldn't help but concentrate and looked at the crystal. Soon, a line of incomprehensible information appeared in the system in front of him again.

【core】

It's gone.

What the hell is this?

Looking at the two big words [core] floating next to the crystal, Feilun couldn't help but frown and thought for a moment. He closed his eyes and began to compare the various specimens he had previously revealed. It was obvious that until the 4th-level authority, Feilun had not found a similar situation. So, why can the 5th-level authority have such a strange crystal?

Or, what other variables are there?

Although the truth has not been completely found, it at least gave Feiren a good direction - from the perspective of position, the so-called [core] position is basically in the same position as the [shadow element] of the mutated dead claw brain, which means that there is a very likely connection between it.

Maybe we should find a few more comparison objects... Well... From ordinary people to level 4 abilities, we should catch one to see the situation. The data for conducting comparison experiments is valuable, right? But abilities like clown are probably impossible, so the choice of experimental materials... By the way, Delin also brought back half of Thor's body, which can also be taken out for comparison. As for Fire Girl... Forget it, it would be a mistake to have this matter handed over to Franka if she had known it would be.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

At this moment, the knock on the door sounded, interrupting Faren's thoughts. This made him frown and then asked.

"What's up?"

Soon, Ai Luka's voice came from outside the door.

"Commander, I just received a contact from the Rangers."

"Oh? What's wrong with them?"

"They said they wanted to discuss something with us, and seemed to want to cooperate with us."

"cooperate?"

Hearing this, Feren thought for a moment, then waved his hand. Soon, the dazzling light above his head turned off instantly, and the dark shadow suddenly surged out like overflowing water, covering the entire operating table. Then the clown's cut body slowly sank, and in a short while, it was completely swallowed by the black shadow.

After confirming that nothing was missing, Feiren put away the scalpel, opened the door, and looked at Aluka standing outside.

“What about the specific content?”

"They didn't say it, just designated a location and said that if we were interested, we could get there within three days and negotiate with their representatives."

“Which location?”

"It's a small gathering place for the Rangers' subordinates... Commander, do you think they are going to make a trap against us?"

Speaking of this, Aluka seemed a little suspicious. Although she didn't know what benefits Feiren got, he dissected the mutant dead claw and took away the things in his head. They were watching from the side.

Later, when Feiren threw the mutated dead claw that had been dismantled into pieces of meat to the Rangers, even Aluka silently for them. Although she didn't know what Feiren did, she looked at the pitiful corpse with only skin left to remove, and knew that the Rangers must have never recovered any benefits... This is the time to settle the score in the autumn?

"If they wanted to do this, they would have done this long ago."

Hearing Aluka's inquiry, Faren said indifferently, then he thought for a while, then showed a strange smile.

"Aluka, go and reply and say I agree to the Ranger's invitation, and we will set off immediately."

“………Ha?”

The cold wind is like a knife.

Sitting in the shabby tavern, Moges had the desire to die now. He stared at the wine glass in front of him, unable to say a word.

The bastards in the Presbyterian Church are really not good things. If you go to die, you will get the benefits yourself. Even if you don’t know Faren’s “great achievements”, Moges is unwilling to deal with him. After hearing about Faren’s “great achievements” from his teacher, Moges’ first thought was how far he could go. Whoever wants to die will do such things, I will definitely not go anyway!

But what Morges didn't expect was that the one who convinced him in the end was his own teacher.

"Mogers, you have been in contact with him, which is more suitable for this task. According to our investigation, the person "Doctor" is somewhat moody. He heard that he is extremely ruthless in the wilderness. However, since he can become one of the seven giants in the ninth zone, he must have a big view of the situation... You also know that our subordinates are all rough men and don't know how to speak. If he offends people, he will come to us for a walk, and then the Rangers will be under great pressure. No matter what, he has at least spoken to you, and he is more familiar with you. If there is anything, it's better to say, right?"

What a f*ck!!

Thinking of this, Moges burst into tears. He told the truth, but when he first heard his teacher's kind words, he was still a little confident. But when he saw the elders of the Presbyterian Church, the first words of the other party almost made Moges faint.

"When you see the other party, you can tell him that we Rangers will not blame him for the mutant death claws."

Haha? Let's not blame others? Do you have that ability?

Moges was sure that if he was so stupid that he told Ferren that he would be light on him to kill him. Maybe he turned around and left without saying a word after hearing this, and then killed the Ranger Presbyterian who would not leave anything... That was not impossible.

Fortunately, the Presbyterian was still quite clear. After listening to the people of the Presbyterian Church, Mogers finally understood what the Rangers thought. In fact, there was no difference between them and the time when destroying the mutant dead claws. They wanted to use Feiron's hands to eliminate the remaining senior leaders of the Black Hawks, but they were afraid that he would kill a cat and dog like before. Therefore, they hoped to cooperate, and the Rangers would provide some interests and intelligence, and then hire Feiron to achieve their goals. The remaining members of the Black Hawks were accepted by the Rangers...

After hearing this, Moges had no time to sigh. The group of people had learned no lessons. In fact, if Faren hadn't killed all the people in the Black Hawks every time, they probably wouldn't have contacted Faren and just waited to pick up rags from behind.

Unfortunately, Feiron's vicious methods forced the Rangers to bite the bullet and negotiate terms - otherwise the Black Hawks would be defeated, but they could only catch a pile of corpses, so what's the use?

I hope this negotiation will go a little smoother...

Thinking of this, Moges sighed, then reached out to the wine glass next to him again. At this moment, a figure in a black windbreaker suddenly appeared in front of him and then sat on a chair.

"Give me a glass of juice."
Chapter completed!