Super Seminary: The More You Vomit, the Stronger You Get

Cangyu put all the harvest this time into the Golden Finger Warehouse.

Qilin and the angel Youlan were also tactful enough not to disturb Cangyu here.

Men have some little secrets that they don't want to embarrass.

"There are over 12 Taotie warriors. I don't know if they can be used."

Cangyu first set his eyes on the data of the Taotie warrior's corpse.

Although they are not super soldiers, their bodies have been enhanced by technology.

Some have even transformed themselves into pure mecha warriors.

With so much technology and hard work, it should, possibly, probably, be feasible.

"Test the waters with a hundred first."

Drag a hundred Taotie warriors in the system warehouse into the forging interface.

[Should we combine one hundred creatures into one super creature? ]

Super creature?

Cangyu clicked on this and saw the information about super creatures.

[Super creature, an object formed by the fusion of certain creatures, without consciousness, without life functions, and a body comparable to 1/10 of the first generation super soldier...]

[Internally embedded terminal control, the shape can be set by itself, and it can be controlled to fight for the master...]

After reading the message, Cang Yu was silent.

one tenth?

A generation of super soldiers?

"It's one-tenth the strength of a first-generation super soldier. In other words, one thousand Taotie warriors can be fused into one, which is similar to a first-generation super soldier?"

"Moreover, it can be controlled. What is this? Is it similar to a clone?"

Cangyu thought of Sun Wukong, who could control 88 battle armors at the same time.

Even if it is broken up, it can still be condensed again.

That thing is very unsolvable.

However, the armor controlled by Sun Wukong should have reached the second-generation level.

Combined with his incomprehensible abilities, can he defeat the third generation of gods?

"However, Sun Wukong's armor cannot fly into space, as it will be frozen."

"So if these things I make, can they fly into space?"

Anyway, they are all things without any life characteristics and should be considered man-made objects.

After thinking about it, Cangyu increased the number to one thousand, and sure enough, changes appeared on the display.

It was exactly as Cangyu thought, what was produced was comparable to a generation of super warriors.

"So, what about ten thousand?"

"Hmm? Ten thousand is directly comparable to the second generation? It doesn't matter, one tenth?"

Cangyu licked his lips and a smile instantly appeared on his face.

This means that he can directly create 12 "clones" that are comparable to the second-generation super soldiers.

However, Cangyu did not do so and adjusted the number to 10 again.

"Fuck, why isn't one hundred thousand equivalent to a third generation super soldier? A demigod physique? A peak second generation? Shit~"

Cangyu just felt like he was screwed, his face turned black.

But then I thought about it and understood it.

The Taotie has developed for so many years and has reached a space-level civilization, but it has not created a super soldier.

He just transformed himself into a pure mecha warrior.

It can be seen how precious this so-called super soldier technology is.

Without the help of Denor and Lieyang, the Earth would not even be able to gather the resources for a second-generation super soldier.

With just one move, Cangyu can create a peak second-generation master and 12 “clones” that have just entered the second generation, which is already very good.

Moreover, there is still a big difference between the physique of a demigod just entering the second generation and that of a demigod at the peak of the second generation.

The demigod's physique can still be repaired through energy even if it is cut into several pieces.

But for those who are just entering the second generation, it’s a bit of a mess.

"It seems that we need to get more Taotie warriors."

At this moment, I don’t know why.

The warriors on Taotie's side felt a chill down their spines.

It felt like I was being held back by something.

"If I can get the bodies of a million Taotie warriors, wouldn't it be possible for me to raise a team of ten clones composed of peak second-generation warriors in an instant?"

This is equivalent to Sun Wukong's clones, and it is different from Sun Wukong's clones.

The combat effectiveness of the clones is reflected by the master who controls them.

The more methods the master has, the stronger their fighting power will be.

Even though Zhao Xin's second generation super gene Dexing Gun's gene lock has been opened, he can only live for ten thousand years.

On the angels' side, there are high-level guard angels who are thousands of years old. Even Kesha's left-wing guard Yan is only three generations old.

Those angel warriors who are a thousand or eight hundred years old are mostly first or second generation.

Of course, except for the little cutie Angel Zhixin.

The clone created by Cangyu can always exist as long as the master does not die.

Doesn’t this mean that when Cangyu becomes a god, those clones will continue to exist?

Besides, when Cangyu has enough clones, he can merge them again.

Another more advanced clone appeared.

"If in the future, my clones are composed of a large group of fourth-generation gods, it would probably scare countless civilizations in the known universe to death."

Cangyu touched his chin, thinking happily.

[I was so happy that my heart was about to explode. At this moment, I had the urge to rush into the Taotie army and catch them all in one fell swoop.]

All the goddesses: Are you here, brother? Are you starting to tease again?

So, he has experimental data?

Otherwise, this guy wouldn't be so excited.

[The bodies of a thousand Taotie warriors can be fused into one clone that is comparable to a super soldier of the generation. ]

[Ten thousand means the second generation, one hundred thousand means the peak of the second generation, the avatars with demigod physique, if all the troops from the Taotie are brought here, wouldn’t that be...]

[I guess that the bodies of millions of Taotie warriors can definitely fuse into an incarnation of a third-generation super soldier comparable to Kaisha's left-wing guardian angel Yan? ]

Angel Yan:? ? ?

I became a unit of measurement?

Alas, no, I, a left-wing guard of Holy Kesha, am only worth a million Taotie warriors?

Is it possible that what you fused was just one who had just entered the third generation?

[If I were given enough Taotie warriors, I would definitely be able to create a super warrior, such as the fourth generation god.]

[No, there seems to be a third generation god among the fourth generation gods.]

[Damn it, there is still a long way to go. ]

However, the third generation of gods was embarrassed.

Their abilities may be stronger than those of the third generation super soldiers, but their bodies are still those of the third generation, with only slightly stronger configurations.

If he loses his backing and the ability to separate God from super soldier, he'll be just a stronger third-generation super soldier.

The combat effectiveness of the clone depends on the master who controls it.

Therefore, a peak second-generation clone, or a third-generation clone, when used by a king-level person equipped with a supercomputer may be able to unleash combat power comparable to that of a king-level person.

Just like He Xi's clone, one can fight eight, and he has become the angel Yan of the third generation of gods.

But once Angel Yan connected with Sky Blade Seven, his combat power skyrocketed.

Therefore, the clone is just equivalent to one, using the output terminal.

The owner behind them controls them with a handle. They are as powerful as the owner's configuration.

As long as the terminal configurations outside can keep up, they can exert sufficient combat power.

Tut tut

The more Cangyu thought about it, the more excited he became.

Looking up at the universe, it seemed as if he could penetrate the endless void and directly reach those "resources".

Those are all his.

"Mine, mine, all mine..."