Chapter 618 Beast War: Analysis of Beast Brain

The hatch of the escape cabin was opened, and the rotating hatch was closed aside. A hand reached out to pull out the person inside, but what greeted him was a head.

Cole held the greenskin's head in his hands. He looked at Vito who emerged from the escape pod. He straightened his collar quite decently, and then took a step forward. Olaf and the others rolled out behind him, and several

The demigods were piled together, lying on the ground with their arms and legs stretched out.

"Lancelot, I'm going to fuck you, get off my body!"

Ragnar faced down and stood upside down. His face was not supported by Lancelot's hands. The latter and Olaf climbed up, and in the process there was another wail from Ragnar.

"It seems to be going well." Cole said, pulling his hand away from the brain flowing out from the severed head of the green skin.

"Indeed, I got the information and blew up a green ship."

"And the slave workers on the ship." "Did I tell them to run away?"

Omega walked over. He was wearing the red robe of a high-ranking priest of the Mechanicus. Omega was promoted not long ago. It was a robe that was very different from the ordinary priest's robe. It had silver threads on the outside, not the red robe of an ordinary priest.

Add black silk.

Now Omega serves as the chief technical priest of the fleet, and his mechanical legs make a squeaking sound on the ground.

The group of people followed Omega and walked through the corridor of the battleship to his research room. The place was still the same as when Omega briefly left to study on Mars, so everyone knew what to do.

Ragna asked, pointing to the head that had its Heavenly Spirit Cap removed.

"Shall we go check it out?"

Vito held his chin and said thoughtfully.

"I'm not a flesh-and-blood creature like an octopus. Vito, this is number one, and I did send something. This is number two."

Omega walked to the terminal and started the instrument after a few short clicks. After the surrounding screens lit up, the surrounding robotic arms also lifted up. They approached the center of the room from the coaxial steering gear above.

On top of a circular display table, Lancelot placed the greenskin's head on it.

Before Vito finished speaking, the mechanical arms in front of him stretched out, and there were displays hanging in their palms, all of which were filled with various things that no one except the Mechanicus could understand.

"So? Does it work? Or should we find another head?"

"With all due respect, sir, they have gone deep into the greenskin's hinterland for reconnaissance. This journey is very risky, and the possibility of failure is very high, even"

"Vito?"

Vito smiled and put down his hand.

"Don't the greenskins also like those things that are as big as a gigabit and make as much noise as they can when walking?"

"No, Vito, my brain is normal and has been checked."

Vito looked at the idiot and took a sip of his drink before looking at Omega.

"Isn't that looking for a fight?"

Olaf looked at the distracted Vito and asked in surprise, and then glanced in that direction. Vito looked in the direction of the door and leaned towards Cole.

"The hippocampus is losing activity. You did not cryopreserve it."

"I know, Olaf, that's why we got this head. Let's see how much help this thing can help."

Olaf folded his arms and said.

"Omega, did you find anything? Or has this brain expired?"

"Someone can help us."

"Battle Moon."

Vito turned to look at the door, and seemed to see a figure there. He put a hand in the door, holding a lock of long silver hair between his snow-white fingers.

Omega raised his finger and waved it in front of the screen in front of him. Soon, parameters appeared on the screen. Vito wore sunglasses and looked at the screen. Of course, he couldn't understand it at all.

"Because I really am not worried."

Omega said word by word in a mechanical voice.

Vito said, holding a drink cup and walked up to the head. He was wearing sunglasses, which reflected the sparks of the cutting gun. The thing cut open the green-skinned skull, exposing the brain inside.

"They were ordered to dig for minerals there and then send them to Cole Weiss 8 for subsequent processing."

"Of course, what else? Use common sense and think about it, what else could it be?"

"So what did you find? Octopus."

"Is this greenskin from the mining planet?"

"There's no refrigerator there."

"We haven't heard from Yeta's team yet."

Cole was a little surprised, but nodded.

Vito suddenly interrupted, looking back at Cole, who frowned, and then shrugged.

Vito made an obviously disgusted expression and showed a weird smile. He looked at the rotating mechanical arm and shrugged.

"You should change your voice, Omega, maybe have the Battle Sisters give you one?"

Lancelot said beside him, clasping his hands on his chest.

"Yes, there is a slight problem, but the engineer said it is not a big problem."

"Is there something wrong with Geller's position?"

Vito patted the head next to him. The heavy head and the slap almost made Cole lose his grip and let the head fall to the ground.

"According to the memory of the cerebral cortex, the green-skinned foreman didn't know, but his superior, the orc BOSS on that planet, told him that this would be a very important thing."

After Vito said that, he walked over, leaving a few people behind and heading towards the door. Cole looked at him and raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"I really can't understand why they make things so big and conspicuous."

Vito stood aside, with an extra drink in his hand and a small umbrella on it. He wore sunglasses and watched Omega busy in front of the terminal. Various programs were going on.

Those tall and short screens were scrolling crazily.

"Yes, he did come from somewhere, and I extracted some useful information from his brain."

Omega said and came to Vito, who shrugged and took a sip of the drink in his hand.

"I got the whole head back, use it as you like."

"Indeed, with so much ore and labor, there is a high probability that it will be used to build something big, and it is almost certain that it is the Battle Moon."

"What a pity, even the voice of the octopus is not as pleasant as yours."

"Let them have a good overhaul."

Omega said, pointing to a number on the screen.

"You don't look worried at all."

"Don't try to understand the greenskin's mind. This is also for you, Omega, you won't turn into a crazy boy later, will you?"

Cole said with his hands behind his back, Vito took a sip of his drink and nodded.

His robotic arm moved flexibly behind him, like a group of octopus tentacles. Vito looked at the arm and raised a glass to him.

Many tubes were inserted, and tiny, precise scalpels cut out the lobes of his brain and sent them to a series of surrounding instruments for analysis.

"No, Cole, there's no need, or rather, there's no need for us to go."

"What kind of treatment?"

Cole asked, holding his chin in his arms.

"Did you get the brain tissue sample?"

The green-skinned man's tongue was hanging out, and he was leaning there with dull eyes. The mechanical arms around him quickly fell down, and the sharp needle was pierced into the head by the flexible hose arm.

Omega stepped forward and stroked the green skin's head with his iron fingers. It was a very gentle touch at first, until his mechanical arm came out from behind and pierced the green skin's nose several times. The mechanical arm was very

It was almost pulled out, with a thick liquid.

"I know."

"Okay, Lancelot, come here."

"We will start extraction as soon as possible, before brain death."

Omega then came over and explained to Olaf, whose understanding of biology could only be described as endless, and to Cole and his group.

Vito held his chin and looked at the green-skinned brain beating under the mechanical device. Under the light, that thing looked like the leg of meat accidentally left by the restaurant chef Ezio. Speaking of which, the green-skinned one tasted...

What is the taste?

"Cole Weiss, number 8?"

"Why are you going?"

"Meet a friend."

Vito said and walked out of the door. He stroked a slight trace of energy left on the door. There was a white hair there. He picked it up and then looked at the purple eyes flashing in the distance.

It suddenly disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

Vito smiled, held the hair in his hands, and followed.
Chapter completed!