Liu Wuhua's observations did not yield any results. Chen An assumed that the giant face was not there and sent a robot out to collect samples for research.
However, not long after, the giant face appeared, it was a chrysanthemum face.
"Is my painting perfect?" it asked proudly.
Chen An shook his head: "This is the ugliest painting I have ever seen."
Chrysanthemum Face was surprised. "Ugly? I used every bone and every drop of their blood to bring out the beauty of living creatures to the fullest. To maintain the vitality of the painting, I also let them live and wail every day. There is no more perfect painting in the world than this. If you also want it, you can donate the passengers in the car and I will make an extra one for you."
The giant face wasn't getting close, so there was no need to use a mind disruptor.
Chen An asked it: "Where is Agren?"
"The master is watching you. He says you're increasingly meeting his expectations. When you die, he'll fuse your body with that of a member of the Divine Hunter Clan to create an even more powerful chimera. By the way, are there any acquaintances here? I suggest you look for them; perhaps you can even talk to them once you find them!"
Chrysanthemum Face uses taunts to the maximum.
Chen An didn't tolerate it and ordered the soldiers to open fire to disperse the clouds above.
At the same time, he gave orders to take some of the bodies off the trees and bring them back to the car.
Chrysanthemum Face didn't interfere at all and just watched.
"I'm going to destroy your painting, and you won't stop me?"
A trace of sadness appeared on the face of the chrysanthemum-faced girl, and she sighed: "Without you, Chen An's paintings will never be perfect, but the master will never let me use you to paint. So I thought that using someone close to you would be enough. This painting is meaningless, you can do whatever you want with it. But I have a surprise for you."
Chen An no longer paid attention to it and concentrated on studying the current problem.
Because the body hanging on the tree was too fragile, the robot needed to bring it back carefully and send it to the biological laboratory immediately.
The scientists all gasped when they saw it.
They had never seen a living person in such a miserable state.
"Please... please, kill... kill me."
There was no flesh on the man's face, and his voice, which came from his scarlet throat, was hoarse, deep, and somewhat creepy.
Scientists will definitely not agree to his request and immediately use various technological rescue methods.
Fill it with artificial bones, muscles, and replenish blood, and finally place it in a nutrition cabin for recuperation.
Chen An watched the entire process and received a report from the laboratory director.
"He's already recovering. He'll be able to return to normal in the future, but it's unknown whether he can strengthen his body further. Therefore, my suggestion is to completely destroy his body and transfer his consciousness into the clone."
Chen An had the same idea.
"There's no rush to repair those who are taken in later. We'll first extract their genes to create clones, and then extract their consciousness and reinstall them. The Consciousness Research Institute will provide technical support."
After finalizing the plan, Chen An ordered a large-scale rescue.
【The number of robots is limited. Should we ask passengers for help?】
"No, they're too irritable to do this kind of delicate work, and I'm worried they won't be able to handle it."
Actually, it’s not that bad. After what the passengers had experienced in the corridor before, the impact here was not very strong for them.
At this moment, the observation deck was full of people, most of them with worried looks.
On the observation deck of parallel carriage No. 1, Dimos was chatting with Zhou Jiang.
Perhaps it was because strong people were attracted to each other, Zhou Jiang was one of the few passengers on the train who was willing to talk to Dimos.
"Are all the Divine Hunters so cruel?" Zhou Jiang asked.
"Indeed, in their eyes, foreign races are like ants, easily destroyed. They are all madmen, even creating civilizations themselves to slaughter in order to satisfy their desire for destruction. If we were to go there in the future, we would find that they have nurtured many civilizations, just waiting for them to grow up and play with them. That's why the Divine Hunters have a nickname: Butchers."
Zhou Jiang: "Are they very strong?"
"When I was here, their strongest was Star Devourer, but that's not so clear now. If we encounter them again, we must not let them live. Kill as many as we can."
Zhou Jiang looked worried: "We can't even deal with the weakest Aegron, how can we deal with the other hunter tribes?"
Dimos looked radiant and confident as he asked, "How long have you been strengthening your bodies?"
"More than seven hundred years."
"Reaching the Star Fusion Stage in just over seven hundred years is a speed I've never seen before. Therefore, I have 100% confidence in you. You will definitely surpass the Divine Hunters."
Zhou Jiang turned his head to look out the porthole and saw countless tragic bodies being transported back.
He sighed, "Perhaps! But this process is bound to be extremely cruel."
…
The attempt was successful.
After the laboratory cloned the new bodies, it helped the first batch of more than 20 people to change into new bodies.
They don't need nutrient solution, it's like they've been reborn, and everything is back to normal.
They were shocked by this technology that could bring the dead back to life, and they all knelt down to express their gratitude to the scientists.
"Everyone, stand up. No need to thank us. This is the conductor's order."
They immediately thanked Chen An, and some even burst into tears, unable to control their emotions.
But Chen An frowned, there was a problem.
"Their conductor is not dead."
It should be a good thing that the train conductor is alive, but it is not a good thing under the current circumstances, because they cannot become passengers on the Fuyao train now, and Chen An cannot get control.
"What happened? Wasn't the train destroyed?"
[It is not the train that controls the passengers, but the sword of civilization]
Chen An suddenly realized that the Sword of Civilization was still there.
"Ask them which train they came from and tally up the data."
The results were complex, they came from over a hundred trains.
"Could this be Aigron's conspiracy, using these non-passengers to disrupt our train? That's too much of a stretch! But we still need to be cautious and conduct a thorough examination of them immediately. Check to see if they are delirious, carrying a mental virus, or brainwashed..."
We can abandon them. Three million people is not a lot.
"It's not much now, but what about later? What if it's 30 million, 300 million? If it were somewhere else, I would just give up, but not here, because Agren is always trying to undermine the will of the passengers. I must convey a belief to the passengers that I, Chen An, will not give up on anyone, not even passengers from other trains."
【I see, you are doing the right thing】
After that, as usual, the bodies were sent to the train one by one for transformation.
This type of passengers cannot be accommodated in normal carriages, so Chen An reserved a storage carriage on the second floor for them to stay there temporarily.
When the transportation was nearing its end, something unusual occurred.
[There is a body that seems to be right in front of me, but I can’t find it]
As the picture zooms out, one can clearly see the body hanging on the top of the giant tree, swaying from side to side like a doll, and the internal organs swaying along with it.
"What do you mean you can't find it?"
[It seems not in the same dimension]
Chen An stared at it for a while. The more he looked, the more familiar it seemed to him, and his breathing became increasingly rapid.
"Give me the comparison data to confirm his identity."
After a while, the complete image appeared on the screen.
【Yang Dingtian】
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