Chapter 187: Rise of the Planet of the Apes: Return of Shilan

Fu Qinghai came to the city of Scathhalax, the territory of the Mechanicus, and was told that Master Quinto was not on the surface, but in a research vessel in space orbit, so Fu Qinghai entered the Lion's Gate Spaceport again.

After finding the research vessel, Fu Qinghai was allowed to enter after revealing his identity. The vessel was bustling with people coming and going. As soon as Fu Qinghai stepped onto the upper deck, he saw an orange-haired orangutan with iron rings on his hands and feet and chains tied to the iron rings, being led away by a technical priest in a red robe.

Fu Qinghai looked closely and found a small and exquisite sound generator on the orangutan's neck.

Damn, isn't this my monkey!?

Fu Qinghai quickly shouted:

"Shi Lan!"

The dwarf orangutan turned his head and saw Fu Qinghai, his mouth closed, but the sound generator on his neck made an electronic sound:

"Qingshan!"

Now Fu Qinghai was very sure that this was his monkey.

Other space monkeys do not talk to humans, only Shi Lan can talk. He put a brain wave conversion voice generator around his neck.

Fu Qinghai hurried over, squatted on the ground, looked at the space ape, and asked,

"Why are you here?"

Before the space ape Shi Lan could say anything, a mechanical arm stretched out in front of Fu Qinghai, blocking him, and a sound like the interlocking of gears sounded:

"Sir, this alien is the property of the Mechanicus. Please keep your distance."

Fu Qinghai raised his head and said seriously:

"This is my personal property. I have a way to prove it. Set Vlahos, Captain of the Eighth Company of the Blades of Honor of the Ultramarines, Gult, Pa..."

Before Fu Qinghai could finish his words, he was rudely interrupted by the technical priest, who said bluntly:

"I emphasize to you once again, Mr. Astartes, this is the property of the Adeptus Mechanicus and has nothing to do with any Space Marine Legion."

Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes and slowly stood up.

The technical priest glanced at Fu Qinghai with his mechanical prosthetic eyes under his red hood, grabbed the chain that tied Shi Lan, turned around and walked straight forward.

"Swish!"

A chainsword was placed across his neck.

A cold and grim voice sounded from behind:

"Put down the chain and remove the shackles, otherwise... I promise to tear you into a pile of tiny parts no larger than five centimeters in diameter."

The technical priest looked horrified. He turned around and asked loudly:

"What are you doing, are you going to rebel?"

As he shouted, several Skitarii soldiers whose bodies had been largely replaced by machines ran over and pointed their arc rifles and radium carbines at Fu Qinghai.

Several technical priests of different appearances around stopped and looked over in surprise.

The chainsaw sword was still firmly across the technical priest's neck, unmoved at all. Fu Qinghai sneered:

"Loyalty and rebellion cannot be defined casually with your rusty, leaking gear mouth."

"Now, immediately, release my monkey, or I will let you experience for yourself what it feels like to have your own mechanical tendrils inserted into the mental pulse matrix, causing a short circuit overload and burning the memory circuits."

His gloomy words, like the crooning of an electronic demon, made the tech-priest tremble all over.

As a disciple of Master Quinto, Fu Qinghai knew too well about the mechanical modifications and implants on the technical priests. He could see at a glance what had been changed on the young technical priest's body.

If others wanted to torture a technical priest, they might find it difficult to start as large areas of his body had been replaced with machinery, but Fu Qinghai almost scared him to death with just a few words.

If there was still such a thing as urine in his body.

The tense confrontation scene fell into a stalemate for a moment, and more and more people gathered around. Shi Lan blinked his big deep blue eyes and looked up at Fu Qinghai eagerly.

At this time, a hoarse and old voice came from behind the crowd:

"Francis, release the space ape. It is indeed the personal property of this Astartes."

Hearing this, the crowd made way for a path, revealing a short figure in a tattered rust-red robe behind them.

Fu Qinghai's eyes lit up and he said in surprise:

"Master Quinto!"

The young technical priest named Francis pulled his neck away from the blade of the chainsaw sword, and reluctantly leaned over to unlock the shackles on Shilan's hands and feet, and replied:

"Yes, Sage Quinto."

Quinto Anastasio raised his head, revealing his wrinkled old face under the hood. His mechanical eyes flickered with a faint light, and he said with a smile:

"Long time no see, little Locke."

Fu Qinghai: ...

Fu Qinghai didn't bother to think about what Master Quinto called him. He put the chainsaw sword back into his waist, picked up Shi Lan, put him on his shoulder armor, walked towards Master Quinto, leaned in and whispered,

"Master, I have something to talk to you about."

Quinto nodded and said:

"Okay, let's go to my lab."

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How can I describe the relationship between Fu Qinghai and Quinto? It is a bit similar to the relationship between graduate students and their supervisors in the university in their previous life.

But unlike the academic handicraft production relationship between graduate students and their supervisors, which is completely based on personal dependence, Fu Qinghai and Quinto have no conflicts of interest. On the contrary, Quinto is full of research interest in Fu Qinghai and proud of his perfect work.

Others were amazed at Fu Qinghai's outstanding military exploits in less than three years of service, but Master Quinto took it for granted - the work I, Quinto Anastasio, personally modified must be different from the Astartes modified by other clumsy pharmacists!

For example, now, Ogedei and Talal were extremely surprised that Fu Qinghai survived the danger, but Quinto thought... it was okay.

It's OK.

In the research vessel, the layout of Master Quinto's personal laboratory is almost exactly the same as that of the laboratory in the bottom cabin of the Dagger. It is gloomy, dark, and disorganized, except that there are more large instruments and equipment.

Fu Qinghai placed Shi Lan at the door and followed Master Quinto to the familiar experimental table. Fu Qinghai looked around and saw only a few dull-witted mechanical servants and slaves, and no other idle people. He lowered his head and said in a low voice:

"Master, I feel like I know where I've mutated."

Master Quinto was stunned:

"Oh? Tell me?"

Fu Qinghai said seriously,

"I have a very strong desire to reproduce and mate. A normal Space Marine shouldn't be like this, right?"

"Hmm..." Master Quinto frowned, pondered for a while, and said:

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"That really shouldn't be the case. Do you have any other abnormal traits... I mean manifestations?"

Fu Qinghai shook his head honestly:

"there is none left."

"That's all?"

Master Quinto confirmed again.

Judging from his tone, he seemed quite disappointed.

"Yeah." Fu Qinghai nodded, and then said,

"But that's not the point. I can't have children anyway. The point is that I have some new research results to share with you."

Master Quinto smiled and said:

"Is it a strange alien creature from some alien planet?"

Fu Qinghai shook his head and said seriously,

"No, it's much better than that."

As he spoke, Fu Qinghai walked to a Thinker system, tapped his fingers on the screen, and typed in an extremely complex serum formula table and the synthesis formula of the corresponding compound.

Fu Qinghai is not a technical priest. Technical priests do not need to use such backward input methods. They only need to plug the cables on their bodies into the Thinker system to automatically complete the data transmission.

After typing it out, Fu Qinghai pointed to the dozens of pages of formula and said to Master Quinto:

"This is a serum formula I accidentally obtained, called 'Super Soldier Serum'. Although it is not very stable and the success rate of adaptation is very low, if the injection is successful, it can strengthen human functions, mainly in terms of strength and speed. It is almost as good as the muscle and bone strengthening organs in the space warrior transformation surgery. Master, you can take a look."

Quinto knew that Fu Qinghai was not a country bumpkin who had never seen the world. It could even be said that Fu Qinghai had abnormal memory and learning abilities. In just a few months of training, he had almost exhausted all Quinto's lifelong knowledge. Therefore, Quinto took the serum formula that Fu Qinghai brought out very seriously.

He stretched out a finger from under his red robe, and a mechanical tentacle on his finger gently inserted into the interface of the Thinker system. Master Quinto closed his left eye, while the mechanical prosthetic eye embedded in the right eye socket was flashing rapidly.

After a long moment, Master Quinto opened his eyes and commented,

"Very interesting."

Fu Qinghai smiled and said,

"Right. I also have the experimental logs about this serum injection, including the compatibility of different receptors, clinical reactions, allergic reactions, etc."

"Oh, by the way, I have three more serum samples."

Fu Qinghai took out three glass tubes filled with blue liquid from his weapon belt.

Master Quinto's turbid old eyes sparkled with brilliance. He looked down at the serum sample in Fu Qinghai's hand and asked softly:

"Little Locke, you've given me so much, so what do you want?"

Fu Qinghai chuckled.

Although Master Quinto often can't remember his name, he is not confused at critical moments and understands that there are no benefits without reason.

Fu Qinghai stretched out two fingers and said:

"Master, two points. First, I hope we can stabilize this serum and greatly increase the success rate. Second, I hope we can mass-produce this serum and reduce production costs. In addition, the research and development results of the Super Soldier Serum can only be shared by you and me at present."

Master Quinto looked deep in the eyes and nodded gently:

"No problem, that's exactly what I want."

Not only does the Mechanicus have reservations about the Human Empire and the Space Marines, but there are also fierce factional struggles within its own ranks. The conservative thinking of cherishing one's own things is very common in every sect and scholar. Even if Fu Qinghai didn't say it, Master Quinto was unwilling to share his research results with others.

Some people may say Belisarius Cawl, but Archmagus Cawl has the full support of Regent Robouti Guilliman, and his status within the Mechanicus is not that of Forge Lord but better than that of Forge Lord. In this way, he can do what he wants and forge Primaris Space Marines and all kinds of new weapons and equipment. Otherwise, even if an ordinary little tech-priest proposed the technology of Primarisization of Space Marines, he would eventually end up being possessed by his superior.

Fu Qinghai and Master Quinto, student and mentor, were like two evil Frankensteins in a science fiction movie, hiding in a dark and gloomy laboratory, whispering and plotting.

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　Thanks to Clown Mask xhh, God and Demon Aokun, book friend 2019**8250, Master Xing, the sow in your backyard, and several book friends for their rewards.

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