Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1158 1140. Atmosphere effect

 The second ability of [blood reconstruction organ] is even more irreplaceable in comparison.

—It can reconstruct the blood composition of surgical recipients, making the oxygen carrying capacity and nutritional content of this blood much higher than that of ordinary people.

The Space Marines fought across several solar systems in the dark galaxy. It was normal for a battle to last for decades.

Even on that huge battlefield, tens of billions of soldiers would build a simple wartime society over decades or hundreds of battlefield years.

And if the Space Marines need to, they can fight the entire battle in this kind of battle.

Among them, the life support system in the armor of the Space Marines plays an important role, but it is only responsible for 'life support'.

In high-intensity combat scenes, they can still rely on their body's recovery and endurance.

Their bodies are filled with super organs that are powerful and consume a lot of energy. If there is no sufficient energy supply, and there is no way to absorb and transport energy with a very low loss rate, then it is unclear whether these organs will be strengthened or hindered.

But the Space Marines were massive humanoid weapons designed by the legendary Emperor.

This kind of 'humanoid weapon' is the least doubtful in terms of cost performance and stability.

Tissaya subconsciously turned the drawing handed over by Lan En around and looked at it from all angles.

But she could only tell that this organ should be attached to the blood vessel wall, but it was not clear how it worked.

"You said, this is a tentative experiment on blood?"

After not being able to understand clearly for a long time, Tisaya put down the parchment in front of her eyes and looked at Lan En.

"Yeah, no problem. This thing is only about the size of a grain of rice, so it's easy to cultivate."

In an environment dominated by magic, a certain genius achieved great progress in research through messy methods.

Or simply a flash of inspiration, and then suddenly enlightenment.

Not to mention that Lan En's original talent has already been displayed extremely outrageously.

Tissaya had seen this kind of thing a lot, so she didn't care too much.

The Archmage handed the parchment to Felicia and asked her to make arrangements.

Judging from the weight and volume of the cultured organ, the culture process of [blood reconstruction organ] is considered a very small amount of work.

The sorceress apprentice used magic to import various parameters that Lan En had calculated into the crystal plate. Next, she only needed to input the chaos magic power into it, and replace it with the rune cloth and nutrient solution as consumables, and then she could officially start. .

"What are you going to do next?"

Tissaya picked up the pile of experimental records again and began to examine them, while speaking to Lan En.

"You've just come back. There's no need to make such tight arrangements. It would be nice to have some fun in bed with Rita for a few days."

Rarely, this archmage had no complaints about his students' indulgent life, but actually encouraged them.

"To me, it's not a big deal."

Lan En responded with a smile.

Perhaps Margarita and Tisaya felt that entering the rift between the heavenly spheres would be an extremely stressful and tiring journey.

But Lan En felt that he was relatively leisurely most of the time.

And as his body gets stronger, his rest time will become less and less.

It's not that time is tight, but that the recovery efficiency of the body and mind is improving. They have already rested enough and can no longer rest.

"I have to contact Dudu first to check on my property, and then I'm going to equip the flannel ball with a space expansion bag. This way it can carry a lot more items."

Lan En clapped his fingers and said to Tissaya.

It was originally a running account, but Tissaya seemed to be listening with interest, nodding in agreement from time to time.

It seems that he enjoys this rhythm of planning the future with Lan En.

"Uh" mid-sentence, the demon hunter got stuck, and as if he had just come to his senses, he smiled apologetically at Tisaya. "Am I a bit too talkative? These are all insignificant things."

"No, it's nothing." Tissaya suddenly closed the half-opened experimental record, put it on the table, and moved it back and forth, trying to make it symmetrical with other things on the table.

"Everything you said is necessary. I'll go see if there are any orders for space expansion packs in the academy and line them up for you."

Lan En nodded casually: "Thank you. Then I'll go to the workshop. From what you said yesterday, the pressure should be quite high now."

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The [blood regeneration organ] is cultured in the laboratory, and Tisaya asks for the space expansion package of the flannel ball.

Lann was able to extricate himself from Arethusa and walk past Goth Velen toward the Valyrian Steelworks.

The situation was indeed as Margarita and Tissaya told him, the atmosphere between the inhuman race and the human race was tense.

Outside the Giancardi Bank, where people come and go and business is constantly happening, the street opposite is a very lively place.

It was Goth Velen's famous market square.

In terms of its status as a commodity distribution center, it can even rival the Patriarch's Square in Novigrad.

As a port city, Gos Velen's fish market is already a very noisy and busy place, but it is still far inferior to the market square.

The square was long, large, and surprisingly crowded. After the Valyrian Steel business successfully expanded, the place was expanded twice in two years, but it was still not enough.

The city government of Goth Velen is not only selling Arethusa College's face, but they themselves are also making huge profits from the Valyrian steel business. So of course we will cooperate fully.

The merchants were yelling, and the customers who were shopping were yelling even more fiercely. The lost children were crying, which was mixed with the noise of cattle, sheep and poultry.

If you are a first-time visitor, you will probably feel dizzy and nauseous due to the crowding, the thin and dirty air, and the omnipresent noise.

Such a lively market square, its activity should be closely related to the Giancardi Bank not far away.

People finalize their deals here, and a few steps away there is a reputable and well-established dwarf bank with cashiers and clerks on hand.

As soon as we reach an agreement, the business can be concluded immediately.

But now, people are still coming and going at Giancardi Bank, and the market square is still frighteningly noisy.

But there seems to be an invisible dividing line between the two adjacent places.

People on both sides don't look in the other's direction.

Although there are still people who negotiate business in the market square and go to the bank, basically everyone subconsciously walks around the city of Gos Velen before entering the bank hall to handle business.

It seems that people on both sides want to deceive themselves by pretending that the behemoth next to them does not exist.

Just because one of the two is a dwarf bank, and the other is a market dominated by humans.

"It seems that Margarita said that the reason why the atmosphere in Gos Velen is not tense yet is because the two sides are still pretending that the other party does not exist, rather than trying to make the other party disappear."

Lan En stood in the middle of the invisible boundary, complaining to the biochemical brain in his mind.

"That's reasonable, sir." The biochemical brain complimented him quite comfortably at first, and then, it marked several people at the edge of Lan En's field of vision in red.

"But that's only now. These people have spat at Giancardi Bank just now. Maybe next time they will throw rocks? Shoot arrows?"

The witcher sighed at the current urban atmosphere: "It's really a headache."

He has long been aware of the racial discrimination and racial persecution in this world.

After all, he is also one of the people who are discriminated against and persecuted.

Witchers are not treated as human beings.

Of course, this kind of treatment disappeared after he defeated a big battle involving more than 100,000 people from both sides.

But that was only when he showed his iconic face.

The image of ordinary witchers in the eyes of a large number of people is not much better.

In any case, judging from the education Lan En received and the concepts of right and wrong and life he had established, racial discrimination and racial persecution were enough to make him sick.

At this time, Lan En had already found another cloak with a hood to wear, so his appearance and figure were hidden to a certain extent.

When I came back last time, the results of asking Dandelion to write articles and sell goods seemed to be very satisfactory.

In the market square of Gos Velen, there were already a few tall men wearing hoods and cloaks walking around.

These are the buyers of magic cloaks.

On the one hand, it benefits from the story Lan En sang during the war, and on the other hand, this kind of magic cloak that confuses the body is also very good in terms of practicality.

Goth Velen is a large port city, and merchant groups coming to purchase Valyrian steel come from all over the world.

You can even see horses from Zangwerba with black stripes on white backgrounds, as well as giraffes.

Or perhaps the fine silks or spices from Ophir.

If there are some magic cloaks produced under Lan En's name appearing here, then it can be said that the scope of influence of this magic cloak is already world-class.

Although limited by the times, this 'world' doesn't look very big.

It was obviously not the first time for people in the market square to see these 'cloaked giants'. Most of them walked away from these cloaked men as if nothing happened, or just looked at them in surprise.

"Hey! Can't you look down while walking? Aren't you afraid of stepping on smelly dog ​​poop?"

A dwarf teller in the bank ran past Lan En and almost bumped into him. He picked up his speed again and yelled angrily at the same time.

Lan En, on the other hand, withdrew his foot that he had deliberately moved to the side.

The other party's calm look was the effect he wanted to test.

This shows that when Lan En came back last time, he, Dandelion and others jointly planned the plan, and so far the situation is bright.

When people see a man of his size wearing a cloak, their first reaction is definitely not 'that legendary demon hunter has appeared'.

Rather: another guy who spent money to make himself look untouchable.