An isolated island on the ocean, a secret base.

"Don't treat it as a dead object, treat it as a kind of life!" Meng Ao waved his hand and was full of energy: "Partners, pets, lovers, follow you! The key is that you should get along well with each other!"

This is a colonial trial.

"You mean, it has feelings and feelings like a human or an animal?" A black-clothed agent raised his hand and asked in confusion.

"If you think so, it makes sense in theory." Meng Ao replied.

"If we can't do what you say, will it resist us, not cooperate with us, and completely reject the power we use it?" asked another strong black agent.

"That's not. But it's like a weapon such as a gun or a stick. Even if it's a dead object, it's not easy to use in the hands of a person who is used to it, right? What's more, the colonization is not a dead object. It doesn't like you, but it will still cooperate with you. But this kind of cooperation is hard to say that you can tap its full potential."

Meng Ao said: "If you want to use it with your arms and fingers in harmony, then you'd better patiently spend a period of running-in with it."

"Then how do we treat it? Feed it? Or talk to it? Or sing it to it?" The third agent in black shrugged his shoulders, with clear edges and murderous face full of confusion: "Dry fighting and killing people have caused a local dispute. We are proficient in stealing something and things! Beasts and pets, I think we are only good at using them to replenish our energy and physical strength, and to have a tooth sacrifice."

"What does it eat? When we reach the end of our lives, can we eat it to replenish our strength or something?"

"Are your subordinates so straightforward and cute?" Meng Ao turned to look at the one-eyed dragon Nick Fury beside him: "A piece of colony, even if it is single-powered, is the cheapest soldier, and it is worth six million US dollars. Do your subordinates actually want to use them as food?"

Nick Fury rolled his eyes and had a dark face: "Don't care, continue to introduce it. They are joking!"

"This joke is not funny at all." Meng Ao muttered and turned his head, looking strangely at the group of black-clothed agents who were neatly placed under their feet, with large body and round waist, swelling muscles, and obviously undergoing harsh training. "In fact, at the end of the road, I am even more worried about whether you will be swallowed and digested by it as energy."

Colson, who always had a childlike smile on his face, leaned closer to Meng'ao and lowered his voice: "It eats people?"

"To be precise, it eats all flesh and blood living organisms. When necessary, as long as there are creatures around you for it to swallow, it is a permanent motion machine that never stops! If it is released, it will be afraid of God when it tastes! Of course, the soldier level does not have this function."

"Is it dangerous?" Nick Fury rubbed his eyebrows, "In other words, is it reliable? Will it suddenly lose control under some circumstances?"

"I know what you mean. But I have to say that your worries are completely unnecessary and unnecessary! They are completely controlled by the consciousness of their respective masters. As for using organisms and flesh to replenish physical strength, it is a last resort." Meng Ao replied.

"That's all?" Nick Fury looked at Meng Ao who was smiling and always felt that something was hidden in it.

"I added a little bit of abilities." Meng Ao confessed: "The deluxe version and the general version, what is more superior to the sergeant version in this ability is that they have a certain chance of successfully fusing the other party's genes."

"You should say it more clearly, rather than waiting for us to ask." Nick Fury had a headache. He could more or less understand the meaning of Tang Bai's words, but it was related to such weapons that had never appeared before. There could be no ambiguity. He had to make Meng Ao's speech straightforward and clear.

"It's what the word means. The user of this type of colonization hunted a werewolf and used this ability to swallow the werewolf. Then it has a certain chance of self-evolving and having some werewolf's genetic characteristics. Do you understand?" Meng Ao stared at Nick Fury.

"Does this rule apply to any alien race?" Nick Fury's one-eyed eye suddenly became bright.

"I understand your excitement and psychology, but I think it's better not to have too much expectations for this ability." Meng Ao curled his lips, "In theory, it can swallow the genes of any species and transform and fusion. But if you don't talk about the success rate, its limitations are obvious."

"The stronger the heterogeneous genes are, the more difficult it is to integrate. The same is true for consciousness."

"This ability cannot be used infinitely. It has an upper limit for gene fusion. To put it bluntly, once the fusion fails, it is very likely that the fertile coat should be repaired or even replaced directly. You have to take this risk!"

Meng Ao finally concluded: "Instead of expecting these colonial clothing to rely on this ability to plunder genes from aliens or other organisms, it is better to give me the creature that needs to be fused, so that I can analyze his genetic profile and add it to colonial clothing."

"Believe in the power of science!" Meng Ao made the final decision.

"Is there any instruction?" Colson and his director looked at each other and asked.

"Instruction?" Meng Ao stared at Colson in surprise.

"Isn't it? Sorry, when we buy other weapons or other products, each of their products will always come with a detailed instruction manual." Colson was a little stunned by Meng Ao's surprised eyes, but he still used his hands to mark the thickness of an English-Chinese dictionary: "Most are so thick!"

"There are some in the box." Meng Ao tapped a black box on his hand: "It's better to find time for the soldiers to adapt to the colonial clothes, just like soldiers need to adapt to other weapons such as firearms, tanks, and planes."

"The orders for the first phase are not quite generous, but I am still happy to give you a 30% discount to you. A special nutrient solution with a dose of 1,000 milliliters is enough for a soldier-level colony to fight for two hours. Carry it with you, it is convenient and fast, and has a good logistics."

"I suggest that sergeant-level and general-level colony use better nutrient solution." Meng Ao looked like a hateful smile in Nick Fury's eyes: "It's not reliable to throw away all the evil oil or something unreliable. Most of them are still in the laboratory stage new energy, and colony does not need that."

"Should I thank you?" Nick Fury looked at Meng'ao.
Chapter completed!