Dragon Clan: My identity seems to be wrong.

"Artificial intelligence? Like Norma?"

Lu Mingfei was a little surprised. He thought that only an academy of this size could create artificial intelligence.

"Of course it's different. Compared to Norma, this Kaguya is nothing but scum!"

Finkel's voice suddenly became high-pitched, his tone full of disdain for Kaguya and pride for Norma.

"Although Princess Kaguya is indeed somewhat inferior to Norma, Princess Kaguya is after all the fruit of our Ganliu Research Institute's hard work. Please respect her, Mr. Flame Dragon Slayer."

Yuan Zhisheng's somewhat unhappy voice came from the front. It was obvious that he had heard what Finkel had just said.

"Okay, okay, sorry, I might have gotten a little too excited."

Finkel was a little dissatisfied with what Gen Chisei said, but he still chose to apologize. After all, no one objected to his idea that Norma was stronger than Kaguya.

"Iran Flow Research Institute? What kind of place is that?"

Lu Mingfei and Finkel followed Yuan Zhisheng into the elevator. Lu Mingfei asked Finkel, who seemed inexplicably depressed, in a low voice with some curiosity.

"Well, I do know a little about this. The Ganliu Research Institute is a research institute under the Japanese branch. It has the same status as the Equipment Department of our headquarters. But I heard from the people in the Equipment Department that everyone here is a bunch of workaholics. They even take caffeine to extend their working hours."

Speaking of this, Finkel couldn't help but shudder. He couldn't imagine what kind of mentality a person would have to torture himself like this.

"..."

Lu Mingfei was silent after listening to this. He didn’t know why, but when he heard this scene he always had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"A guy who is said to be abnormal by those psychopaths in the equipment department can't be a normal person. We should be careful. If something goes wrong, we should run away immediately. I'll run first and you follow behind."

After Finkel finished talking about the basic understanding of the equipment department, he carefully glanced at Yuan Zhisheng, who was staring at the transparent elevator shaft in front of them, and whispered in Lu Mingfei's ear.

"Why didn't I run first?"

Lu Mingfei looked at Finkel with some confusion, wondering why he was asked to run first.

"Because you are his sister's boyfriend, he can't kill you."

Finkel said confidently, as if it was a matter of course.

"What you said makes sense, but I am speechless."

The corner of Lu Mingfei's mouth twitched. Although it had happened many times, he still couldn't help but marvel at Finkel's shamelessness.

"Besides, you can just come and blow up their laboratory. Wouldn't that be wonderful!"

The more Finkel spoke, the brighter his eyes became, as if he was looking forward to this scene happening.

"Ahem, we're here. Follow me and don't wander around. There are many confidential studies here."

Yuan Zhisheng could no longer turn a blind eye to Finkel's dangerous remarks. He had not expected that the two of them would dare to discuss how to blow up the Japanese branch's research institute in front of him, the director of the Japanese branch of the executive department. If he allowed them to continue talking like this, he would lose face as the director!

Lu Mingfei and Finkel looked at each other and shut up tactfully.

The elevator door slowly opened, revealing a high-tech laboratory at the back. At this moment, there were many people working attentively in the laboratory. They ignored Yuan Zhisheng's sudden visit, as if they were just busy robots.

Yuan Zhisheng was not surprised at all, as if he was used to it. He took Lu Mingfei and the other person and walked straight to a separate room with the words "Bloodline Research Laboratory" written on it.

After swiping the card, the heavy and cold door of the laboratory slowly opened to both sides, a strange smell emanated from inside, and the scene inside was revealed.

Lu Mingfei and Finkel's faces changed at the same time when they saw the scene inside, because this huge room was filled with densely packed glass jars, some large and some small, containing all kinds of creatures, from a cat to a tiger and a lion, and the biggest feature of these creatures is that they are more or less covered with scales, deformed claws or heads, which is extremely weird.

What shocked Finkel and Lu Mingfei the most was not these, but the row of glass jars in the innermost part. The glass jars were filled with transparent formalin, and in the formalin, naked human bodies were floating quietly in it, with their eyes closed, as if they were in deep sleep.

"These are the body specimens of Deadpool and ghosts that we have collected over the years. They are precious materials for studying methods to stabilize bloodlines. Please wait a moment. I will go and ask if they have been processed."

Yuan Zhisheng spoke calmly, as if he had no feelings about all this, or as if he was used to it. He explained to himself and then walked towards Sakura who had been waiting there.

"Doesn't the Abrahamic Blood Covenant prohibit organizations or individuals from using human bodies to conduct research on bloodline stability?"

Lu Mingfei's face looked a little ugly. He didn't believe that all the hundreds of corpses here had naturally degenerated into Deadpool. You have to know that the bloodline of normal hybrids is basically stable after birth. Without special methods of stimulation, there will be no changes in their lives. Even if they have degenerated into Deadpool, there will be special executive department specialists to deal with them. After experiencing the battle, even if there are corpses left, they will not be particularly complete. But these corpses are all intact, without any scars. It's too unreasonable, just like specially bred mice.

"Alas, Junior Brother, you are still too young. The Abrahamic Blood Contract can only restrain the hybrids in public. In the dark places where the light cannot reach, the hybrid families will not take the Abrahamic Blood Contract seriously."

Finkel sighed deeply, patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder gently, and spoke earnestly.

"Is that so?"

Lu Mingfei frowned, as if thinking about something.

"Okay, come over here."

After exchanging a few brief words with Ying, Yuan Zhisheng greeted Lu Mingfei, who was frowning, and Finkel, who was curiously looking at the animals with dragon blood, and took the lead to walk into a special room that was tightly wrapped with special metal.

The layout of the room was very strange. The walls on all sides were specially thickened and reinforced with special metals. However, there were many deep dents on the metal plates. It was unknown what left them. In the center of the room, there was a square object covered with black cloth. Judging from its shape, it should be a cage. In the cage, there were constant shrill roars, as if a wounded beast was locked up.