At the same time, in a villa in Southern Cross County.

Although it is just an ordinary civilian building from the outside, the interior of this villa is very interesting; except for the porch and living room, it also maintains the original decoration to hide its attention, all other rooms have been transformed beyond recognition, and it has become a very professional biochemical laboratory.

At this moment, the priest was sitting in one of the rooms, holding an i-pen, browsing the news and drinking morning tea.

This white man who can't speak English well but speaks Chinese well has a slightly complaining habit, that is... Compared to British afternoon tea, he prefers Cantonese morning tea, and often eats it all morning.

Beep

Just as the sacrificer stuffed the third pineapple bread he had eaten today in his mouth, suddenly, an instrument beside him rang twice.

He turned his head in the sound and looked in that direction.

There is a cylindrical glass container that is more than two meters high and more than one meter in diameter. The base of the container is powered up, and there are also people inside...

He was a man, in his twenties, with short hair, and looked like he was mixed Eurasian, but his appearance was mediocre.

With the sound of the instrument, the man woke up.

After opening his eyes, he looked at the surroundings and soon found that he was soaked in liquid, naked, and a tube of oxygen and nutrient solution was inserted into his throat and nose... However, he didn't seem to be surprised by these.

It took him only a few seconds to adapt to the body, then he looked at the sacrificer outside the container and knocked on the glass from the inside.

However, after looking at him for two seconds, the priest pretended not to see him, turned his gaze away and continued to eat pineapple bread.

Dong!

Seeing this, the man in the container suddenly knocked on the glass wall of the container again, attracting the sacrificial gaze again, and raised his middle finger at the latter.

The sacrificer had no choice but to get up impatiently and pressed several switches on an operating table next to him.

The next second, with a "gurgle", the water inside the glass container was quickly dried up, and then the outer wall of the container opened from the middle.

The man in the container pulled out the tube in his throat with his hand, retching twice, and then walked out of it.

"Huh... it hurts so much." Lance grabbed a bathrobe that had been prepared by the side and said while wearing it.

"What? Can you still feel the pain from the 'previous body'?" As the sacrificer spoke, he sat back to his original place and continued to eat his morning tea.

"It's natural not painful, physically," Lance replied, "but on the conscious level I will bring some residual impressions. The brain needs time to digest this information and convince myself... that's all an illusion."

"I walked in a hurry before. There was something I didn't quite understand but I didn't have time to ask you..." The priest said again, "Since you have decided to use an 'artificial body', why do you still have to create such an ordinary body? Just ask the 'Doctor' to help you adjust your DNA... The color of the pupils, facial contour, skeleton size, innate body strength, and even hair quality can be changed? You can completely turn yourself into a stallion with beautiful eyebrows and beautiful eyes, a tiger's back and bear's waist, right?"

"Does I feel life long because I make myself so eye-catching?" Lance replied, "Besides, if I really want to make myself more powerful with basic physiological conditions, why should I use a man's body? I directly become a beautiful woman who is so beautiful, and then add the ultimate physical fitness of an ordinary person to this beauty... Isn't it much more advantageous than being a man."

"Well... it seems that's the reason." After hearing this, the priest nodded and thought, "Forget it, let's not talk about that..." He paused and asked again, "What are you going to do about that Hull?"

"Let him stay in this county for the time being, give him a few 'small tasks' every once in a while, just make him feel that he has something to do." When Lance said this, he had already walked to a sofa chair opposite the priest, and started eating the food on the other party's plate without hesitation. "But be careful... try not to let him do something too dangerous. I don't want him to have any accidents in the short term."

"How long do you think this 'smacking method' can deceive Carmen?" asked the priest again.

"First of all, I can only call her Carmen. You are not familiar with her, don't scream." Lance replied, "Secondly, Carmen has obviously known my ability and effect through Agent Che. Of course, the information I specifically revealed to Che Wuchen, among which... the details about the 'prerequisites for transfer', 'how many time must be separated between two transfers' are true and false.

"However, in the face of Carmen... I cannot be lucky, I have to make sure that everything is foolproof; therefore, I assume that she is prepared for the 'the ability information is not necessarily correct'. Based on this, we have to let Hull live for at least four months before we can not show off our strength."

"Hey... You're saying this to me now, aren't you telling me in a different direction... Is the interval between your ability activated by a time of less than four months?" said the priest, "Is it really okay to let me know?"

"It's okay." Lance continued with a smile, "After this period of observation, I have ruled out the possibility that you are an undercover agent and I also appreciate your abilities very much, so...congratulations, you have officially boarded the 'same boat' with me."

"Oh... I'm really flattered." The priest continued weakly, "Do I still have to thank you for not classifying me and those 'incompetent guys', otherwise I'll be dealt with with them by the vehicle agent now."

"No need to thank you." The other party's words were obviously ironic, but Lance accepted it with shamelessness. "What you should thank for is yourself. You can live...not because of my kindness, but because you do have that qualification, that's all."

"Ha..." The sacrificer laughed dryly, "Whatever you say," he sighed, "Now I am regarded as your hardcore accomplice by the Federation, and it is difficult to separate the relationship... Just tell me what the hell is 'that ship'?"

"Okay." Lance said, standing up and leaving the room.

In less than two minutes, he came back and had a black card in his hand.

"That's it." Lance handed the card to the sacrificer.

The sacrificer took it and looked at it. He found that the card had a unique texture and was obviously used as a token. The front of the card was printed with a white cross logo with ornate design, and the back of the card was printed with a number "11".

"What is this? The code name I am in the organization?" the priest asked after looking for a while.

"No, this is your 'jury number'," Lance continued. "There are thirteen people in total, and you are eleven."

When he heard these three words, the sacrificer was shocked, and even the teacup he held in his hand shook obviously.

"Don't panic, my counter-cross and I... are not a threat to you." Lance looked at the other party's reaction without surprise and then said, "But put-oid (parallel_univee_traveler_observation_and_intervention_department, that is, the Parallel Universe Traveler Observation Intervention Bureau) had already set his sights on you ten months ago... If I hadn't been secretly blocking you, they would have taken action against you."

"You..." The priest, or Li Xiaofan, hesitated for a moment, thinking about the authenticity of this sentence and the information that he might be tempted when answering, "...No, I should say 'you', I know a lot..."

"Ha! Can people know, why can't we?" Lance asked with a smile.

"But the day you and I met was only more than six months ago. Why did you help me block ten months ago..." The monk wanted to ask again, but as soon as he said this, he realized that it seemed like nonsense, "...ah, pretend I didn't say it."

"I'm right about you, you're not easy to deceive. Look, as soon as I tell the truth, you will be able to figure it out soon." Lance continued in a very relaxed tone, "Then... Xiaofan, should you follow our ship, or swim yourself in the sea where you are far from the depths... Give me a reply."
Chapter completed!