Chapter 433 It’s not God, it’s God Road!
In each luxurious ward lies a female mixed-race woman. They have pretty faces, well-proportioned figures, and are not of high ancestry, but they are obviously carefully selected.
The bloodlines of the four elemental monarchs are all there, and there is even a Japanese hybrid with the blood of the White King.
Looking at her bulging pregnant belly, Lu Mingfei guessed that she was not abducted by those money-hungry bounty hunters after the God-Slaying War.
According to Chen Motong's description, her father was not a stud like Caesar's father who personally participated in the seeding process. He only provided his ancestral DNA to the invested research institute to do in vitro fertilization.
In order to get these mixed-race women to willingly give birth to his children, he promised them huge profits or dragon bones and blood, which were the hard currencies in the mixed-race world.
Of course, there are also some ordinary human women who become pregnant with his children, and these are simply bribes given to them.
But those who are obviously not qualified to live in this nursing home.
There are more than thirty mixed-race women on this floor, but only a little over half of them are pregnant and showing their pregnancy.
Lu Mingfei was not an expert in gynecology. He could only judge whether they were pregnant with the Chen family's patriarch's child by the rise and fall of their stomachs and the number of dragon-blooded creatures he could sense.
As for those who were not pregnant, most of them looked like they were deficient in Qi and blood. Lu Mingfei guessed that the children they gave birth to had either been taken away by the Chen family or had been buried in the underground morgue.
The rest were probably just confirmed to be pregnant and were arranged to rest here.
Lu Mingfei hated the Chen family very much, but he did not vent his anger on these mixed-race women and the fetuses in their wombs. He just walked slowly forward to the end of the corridor.
Occasionally, doctors and nurses in white coats came to check on the mixed-race mothers, but no one noticed a cold-faced boy passing by.
At the end of the corridor is a heavy double-opening security door. Behind the door comes a stronger scent of dragon blood than from other rooms. Just by looking at the size, you can tell that the person being nurtured here must be an important future member of the Chen family.
The control panel that controlled the opening and closing of the door snapped, and the door slid open automatically, revealing an extremely luxurious interior with a Western European style decoration that surpassed that of other wards. The interior was filled with various testing instruments and classical musical instruments.
In the center of the suite, there was a large European-style bed, on which lay a blonde foreign woman in a hospital gown.
The woman's eyes were tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and she seemed to be sleeping restlessly.
Her delicate and flawless face was slightly pale, she was wearing a ventilator and had several tubes inserted into her arms.
Beside the bed stood an old man in a white coat, holding a syringe and a medicine bottle in his hands, and was about to draw the light blue liquid into the syringe.
Sensing the movement behind him, the old man slowly turned around, revealing a wrinkled face. With a hint of respect on his face, he nodded:
"Good evening, Mr. Lu Mingfei."
Although there was only a thin cloud of smoke in front of him that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, he had already received the news and knew who the person who broke into this place was at the first time.
The moment he finished speaking, the thin smoke shrouding the night sky quietly dissipated, revealing the figure of a young man holding a skateboard under his arm.
Lu Mingfei glanced at the unlabeled medicine bottle in his hand, then looked at the blonde sleeping beauty and curled his lips:
"Are you cosplaying as the Evil Queen giving Snow White poison?"
After he finished speaking, before the white-haired old man could react, the sleeping blonde woman lying on the bed, covered with a breathing mask, couldn't help but curl her lips.
I couldn't help but let out a laugh.
Lu Mingfei looked in the direction of the voice and found that the foreign woman pretending to be Sleeping Beauty had opened her eyes. She had a pair of ice-blue eyes, very similar to Caesar, and even her bloodline was the King of Sky and Wind.
But she doesn't look much like Caesar. She has a typical Celtic look. If you have to say, she looks more like Zero.
However, his bloodline is much inferior to Zero's, and he is just an ordinary A-grade.
Even so, he is the person with the strongest bloodline in this sanatorium.
Of course, if we count the possible fetus in her belly in the future, it will be second.
Lu Mingfei had never seen Chen Motong's father, but he knew that his bloodline must be extraordinary. If he combined with this A-level mixed-race woman, the child born would either be a monster or a genius.
The fact that the other party appeared in this room where the treatment was obviously outrageous and there was a special doctor, Dr. Lao Deng, who was in charge of taking care of him said it all.
"The Chen family is preparing to make a second key?" Lu Mingfei glanced at the woman's belly and didn't sense a second life. Was it because it hadn't had time to develop into an embryo?
"This is the continuation of the master's bloodline, not a manufacturing tool." The white-haired old man put down the syringe and the medicine bottle. His old face was polite, but the words "no comment" were written in his eyes.
Tsk, another old dog who treats keys as tools.
Lu Mingfei was too lazy to waste words with this old guy. Respecting the old and loving the young does not just mean respecting the old immortals and the naughty kids!
The moment the other party refused, Lu Mingfei's golden eyes burned like the scorching sun, and complex and ancient patterns emerged in them, slowly rotating.
Word Spirit·Dream Tapir.
The respectful expression on the old man's face froze instantly, replaced by extreme fear.
The syringe and medicine bottle in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang", and the light blue liquid spread a small stain on the carpet.
Lao Deng's eyes were wide open, his pupils contracted sharply, and his whole body was trembling, as if he had seen the most terrifying scene in the world.
As the person in charge of this sanatorium, he personally delivered many children of the Chen family's head, most of whom were of excellent bloodline.
But there are also some little dragon people who have undergone mutations. These "seeds" with the blood of the head of the Chen family will not be thrown into the Deadpool breeding base, but will be killed on the spot, and sent to the morgue downstairs after removing their dragon characteristics.
In the nightmare created by the Night Tapir, he was being torn and devoured by countless half-human, half-dragon deadpool fetuses. The tender faces of those fetuses were extremely hideous, and their golden eyes were full of resentment. They were all the dead fetuses that he had sent into reincarnation with his own hands.
Endless pain came over me, and what was even more terrifying was that the time in the nightmare seemed to be infinitely stretched, and every second of pain was magnified to the extreme.
"Bang!" Lao Deng's whole body was shaking violently, his legs went soft and he fell to the ground. Marks of being bitten by the little dragon men with sharp teeth appeared all over his body, but no blood oozed out.
Lu Mingfei watched the old man's nightmare expressionlessly, and noticed that the blonde woman on the bed also turned around, supporting her head with her hands and staring curiously, without any fear in her eyes.
Seeing Lu Mingfei staring at her, she politely nodded and asked, her voice a little muffled through the breathing mask: "Hello, is he having an epileptic seizure?"
Typical plastic mandarin.
Lu Mingfei was about to nod, but he saw that the old man could no longer hold on and began to confess his crimes. He ignored the old man and diverted some attention to the nightmare interrogation.
"I say... I say everything..."
The old man spoke incoherently, "We want to see if we can create a super hybrid that surpasses the norm, but this woman was seriously injured before, and her body foundation has been damaged. She hasn't recovered to her best condition yet. Several attempts have failed, so we haven't yet performed embryo implantation..."
Lu Mingfei asked a few questions and found out that the old man was just an obstetrician who knew very little, not even the origin of this woman. He snorted coldly and withdrew his words.
Suddenly, the old man collapsed to the ground like mud, his eyes were dull, saliva was dripping from the corners of his mouth, and he looked like he had been beaten to a pulp.
Lu Mingfei turned to look at the blonde woman on the bed: "Do you want to be like him?"
The curiosity on the blonde's face faded and she shook her head.
"Then tell me your identity and origin." Lu Mingfei's golden eyes did not go out, emitting a terrifying pressure, which made the blonde woman dare not have any hope in her heart.
The woman nodded gently, raised her hand and took off the breathing mask, revealing a delicate but pale face. Her voice was soft, but with an alluring magnetism:
"My name is Isabella, and I was once a member of the Order of Solomon's Temple."
Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and never expected to find something unexpected:
"Solomon's Temple Society? Do you know Jiang Wanzhi?"
Hearing this name, Isabella's icy blue eyes flickered with emotion: "I know her. She also taught me to speak Chinese."
As if to verify her words, she even showed off the professor's dialect: "Aquexi, Amulin, Chuitouguainao, Qingdupihou, Chuoqi, Xiaochilao..."
It was a standard Wu dialect. Even though Isabella spoke in a mature tone, her tone still sounded like she was acting coquettishly.
Lu Mingfei recalled that when Jiang Wanzhi was in the mountain city before, she had said something similar when she was complaining to her parents in the guesthouse next door about that idiot Zhao Xuzhen. Her tone was very similar, so he believed it halfway.
Isabella paused, and seeing that he had no intention of asking questions, she continued to tell her story.
It turned out that she was the illegitimate daughter of a minor Spanish noble. She was kidnapped when she was young and somehow ended up in England, where she was bought by the Order of Solomon's Temple.
Because of his excellent A-level mixed-blood bloodline, he was trained as a key subject within the association, or in other words, kept in captivity.
"Unlike Jiang Wanzhi, I was bought by the Temple and can't even remember where my home is, so I have no freedom at all."
"But last year, I got a long vacation and returned to Spain to find my family. With the help of the intelligence organization of the Temple of Solomon, I found the clues quickly." Isabella's eyes were bitter.
“But all I found was my mother’s grave and a father who didn’t care about me at all.
He never even looked for me. I was just an insignificant illegitimate daughter. The only person who cared about me was my mother."
After leaving the home where she could not find her family, she found a place where spring was in full bloom and opened a small flower shop, where she met a young girl named Isabel.
The girl loved dancing and often came to buy flowers. The two soon became good friends who could talk about anything.
When Lu Mingfei heard the two keywords "Spain" and "Isabel who loves dancing", a slim figure emerged in his mind.
He remembered that in his previous life, when he was playing the battle royale game in Europe with Aze and Renata, a ballet dancer named Isabel saw him running wildly with two children in the middle of the night, thought he was a kidnapper, and almost shot him in the back.
After the misunderstanding was resolved, the other party blushed and bowed to apologize, and also helped him prepare a car, weapons and food. She was a very good girl.
"Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. The spouse assigned to me by Solomon's Temple came to me and asked me to go back to carry out the mission of reproducing offspring. I happened to run into Isabel.
He discovered that Isabel was also a half-blood, so he ordered me to trick her into joining the Order as well."
Lu Mingfei regained consciousness. Seeing her frail appearance, he knew the outcome: "You refused?"
Isabella curled her lips and raised her head slightly. "Of course, we are good friends who can talk about anything. In Chinese terms, we are close friends regardless of age. If I didn't have to return to the Solomon Temple Society, I would have wanted to recognize her as my sister."
The subsequent events were simple. Isabella pretended to agree and killed the cooperator assigned by the Temple when he was not prepared.
Then, using the techniques she learned there, she erased all of Isabel's memories of her. In order not to implicate Isabel, she pretended to be a defector who did not want to be a reproductive tool, thus leading all the pursuers to herself.
Because the person killed was not an important member, the punisher sent by Solomon's Temple was not so powerful that she could not resist.
But even so, her life was on the line several times during her escape and she almost died.
When he was forced into a desperate situation and was ready to die with that group of inhumane guys with his seriously injured body, he met the head of the Chen family.
The other party promised to help her fake her death and escape, on the condition that she give birth to a child for him.
"Just out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's den." Lu Mingfei commented.
Isabella smiled indifferently: "At least in the Chen family, I still have a chance to survive.
In Solomon's Temple, I will only become a tool for endless reproduction until one day I die at the hands of my own children."
The most important thing is that she doesn't have to be abused. She just needs to take care of her body and retrieve eggs for in vitro fertilization.
"We have failed several times before, and I don't know how long it will take to complete this transaction." Isabella touched her lower abdomen, with a helpless look on her face.
After the head of the Chen family rescued her, he placed her in this sanatorium. Although she had everything she needed for food, drink, and entertainment, she couldn't go anywhere. She was hoping to complete the transaction as soon as possible so that she could go back to see her best friend.
Lu Mingfei was silent for a moment, took out his cell phone and called Jiang Wanzhi. After a brief conversation, he confirmed Isabella's identity. At Jiang Wanzhi's request, he gave the phone to Isabella.
Isabella knew who he was calling and took the phone with joy. After a few words, her eyes and mouth opened wider and wider, and she looked at Lu Mingfei in disbelief.
After Jiang Wanzhi on the other end of the phone recounted how Lu Mingfei had slain the Dragon King, beaten Zhao Xuzhen, and saved her from danger, Isabella looked at him with a gleam in her eyes:
"Oh, Mr. Lu Mingfei, you are simply the incarnation of God!"
"If I had met you before, maybe I wouldn't have to suffer so much. You don't know how painful it is after the egg retrieval."
Lu Mingfei curled his lips, thinking that this woman and Isabel must be very compatible.
"ImADoctorNotARoachJim!" The familiar cheat code came out of her mouth, and in an instant Isabella's pale face turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the fatigue in her eyes disappeared.
"Pack up." Lu Mingfei turned and walked towards the door. "From now on, you can live for yourself."
"Oh, my god! So you really are my God?!"
The blonde woman felt her body, which was no longer empty, and was stunned for a moment, then ecstasy filled her eyes.
She quickly unplugged the tubes from her body, jumped off the bed, grabbed a coat and put it on, then quickly followed Lu Mingfei.
"Dear Mr. God, how can I help you?"
"Shut up, and don't call me God."
"OK! God's way!"
(End of this chapter)
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