Chapter 170 Qilin Aning
Over here, inside Aning's tent.
Sang Mo took a quick look at the interior, pulled over a portable retractable chair and sat down. "Your place is not bad, and there is a faint smell of perfume."
Aning rolled her eyes at him, sat down on the edge of the cushion and said, "I suspect Wu Sanxing had already arranged everything, and our current actions are all within his expectations."
"This old fox is good at cheating people. You should be more careful in your actions. It is possible that he has arranged spies to mix in my team."
Sang Mo raised his eyebrows. It seemed that Aning was not stupid either. She even suspected that there were spies in the team she led.
Such a smart person was actually bitten to death by a pheasant's neck. This way of death is somewhat disrespectful.
Death at the hands of a zongzi or a ghost would not be so humiliating!
It is better to die in a decent way. Inexplicably, these words flashed through Sang Mo's mind.
Sang Mo curled the corner of his mouth, took out the cigarette box and wanted to light a cigarette, but after taking out the cigarette, he put it back.
Aning raised an eyebrow and said, "I don't mind you smoking here."
Although she doesn't smoke, the troops under her are all mercenaries, and basically all of them smoke. They have been exposed to secondhand smoke for who knows how long, so it doesn't make any difference if they are exposed to secondhand smoke again.
Sang Mo sighed. He finally took out the cigarette, lit it, and said after a moment's hesitation, "How far is Lancuo from here?"
Aning thought for a moment and said, "Hei Xia Zi will probably be back tomorrow afternoon."
Sang Mo said, "We still have plenty of time. Do you want to do an experiment with me?"
Aning frowned, "What experiment?"
"I'm worried that after you die, no one will provide me with weapons. Besides, I admire you a little bit, and it's quite pleasant to cooperate with you."
Aning opened his mouth and said, "That's too much. This is not the first time you have cursed me to death."
Sang Mo shook off the cigarette ash and said, "It's true, so I want to transform your bloodline. Do you want to try it?"
Ah Ning was stunned. "What do you mean? Can you transform blood? How? Human experiment?"
Sang Mo tilted his head and thought for a moment, "Not really. Human experiments require a lot of preparation, and my methods are not as good as human experiments."
"If you succeed, you will have Qilin blood. Qilin blood should be familiar to you. What do you think?"
Ah Ning's beautiful eyes were filled with shock, "Do you have such means?"
Sang Mo laughed, "A very magical method."
Ah Ning, "......"
She suddenly felt that Sang Mo seemed a little neurotic, but she had to admit that she felt warm in her heart.
He could say such things so casually to a stranger like her, or an ally with whom he could only have a shallow cooperative relationship.
It's not that they are confident, it's simply because the cooperation is pleasant, and there may be some ideas of wanting to experiment hidden here.
All she could say was that Aning really didn't understand people like Sang Mo, but after these three contacts, she thought Sang Mo was definitely a person who was not afraid of anything.
Ah Ning was not carried away by the situation. She asked calmly, "Are there any side effects?"
Sang Mo exhaled a puff of smoke and said in a low voice: "No."
“Whether it’s successful or not, there will be no side effects.”
If it fails, he just needs to recover. This of course has no side effects, but it will consume some of his energy.
Aning was silent and fell into deep thought.
After a long moment she said, "What should I do?"
"I mean, if the experiment is carried out, how should I cooperate? Also, will it delay this operation? If it is delayed, then I can't agree to this experiment at this moment."
She was well aware of the power of Qilin blood. If Sang Mo could allow her to obtain it through blood transformation, she would gain no matter what.
Sang Mo put out the cigarette butt on the corner of the small table. He stood up and took two steps forward to Aning, "Sit still and don't resist."
"The process may be a little shocking, just don't be so shocked that you scream."
Ah Ning was confused, "?"
Is that ok?
Sang Mo grinned, "Don't worry, if something goes wrong, I will terminate the transformation and restore it."
Ah Ning, "......"
She was speechless and her eyes twitched. "Sang Mo, I think I agreed to you too quickly. Otherwise, just pretend I didn't say anything?"
Sang Mo rolled his eyes at her and said, "Don't joke around, I'm about to start."
Aning sighed, "Okay."
Sang Mo took out a dagger from his waist, cut his palm directly, and extracted the Qilin blood with the ability of his hands.
Then he cut Aning's wrist, and blood gushed out instantly. Sang Mo sent the Qilin blood into the wound on Aning's wrist.
Aning only saw a strange scene happening in front of her eyes. The bleeding of her wound stopped instantly, and some of the blood in Sang Mo's palm quickly flew into her wound.
She only felt a warm liquid entering her blood vessels, and a strange and extremely uncomfortable thing went into her arms through the blood vessels, and then spread to her limbs and bones.
No, it should be said that it spread to all the blood vessels in her body. This strange feeling made her feel an indescribable heat all over her body, as if her blood was boiling, causing her body temperature to continue to rise.
Aning opened her mouth, and for a moment her three perspectives were completely shattered by the shock.
What kind of method is this?
However, before she had time to think about it, she felt that she could not move her whole body, as if her brain had lost control of her body!
Ah Ning, "......"
Her consciousness was so clear that it seemed as if it could be separated from her body, and she could feel that her body was like a puppet.
What kind of weird feeling is this!
She couldn't see what Sang Mo was doing at all. It was as if her consciousness was fixed in one place. She couldn't even move her vision, and she had no sense of smell or pain.
The feeling of my blood boiling before was just an illusion!
She didn't know how much time had passed, but when she regained consciousness, she belatedly received strong pain signals from her body.
Her gaze fell on Sang Mo's cut palm, but there was no wound at all!
Only the blood stains remaining on the palm of his hand seemed to indicate that everything that had just happened was not an illusion.
Aning blinked, "...what happened?"
Sang Mo wiped the blood stains on his palm with a wet tissue and said, "It's done."
"You now have Qilin blood, but the downside is that you'd better not injure yourself and lose too much blood in the next one or two years."
"Your Qilin bloodline is still in its infancy. Excessive blood loss is not conducive to its growth."
"I will transform you regularly until your Qilin bloodline can take shape."
Ah Ning, "???"
She was shocked and confused. "I know every word you said, but when you put them together, I don't quite understand."
Sang Mo pinched his chin and thought for a while, then replied: "Probably... Although you have Qilin blood now, you can't create Qilin blood."
"Let me put it this way. I used my share of Qilin blood to transform your blood, turning it into Qilin blood."
"Only after multiple transformations and consolidation can my Qilin blood allow you to have Qilin bloodline."
Ah Ning, "!!!"
She opened her mouth again, but she had been so shocked today that she didn't know where to start.
She only asked this question, "Can blood be transformed like this?"
"Doesn't blood contain DNA? Can you modify DNA?"
Sang Mo thought for a moment, "I don't know, but it succeeded anyway, didn't it?"
Aning, "."
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