Chapter 1462 Dragons, Fishes, Snakes, Dragons, Lizards, Frogs, All Come to My Bowl!

The little snake can be eaten, but not now.

Gretel took samples one by one, and measured the chromosomes one by one, until the oak stick almost suffocated. Even if I eat them all after taking the test, I won’t be able to understand my hatred:

Yan Oubaka only wanted convenience. Most of the little snakes he caught were not even magical beasts, and the remaining half were just elementary magical beasts. The energy density is too low. Even if you spend a long time eating it, you will not absorb as much as you expend!

Gretel was satisfied. After scanning the chromosomes of dozens of small snakes of the same kind, it is basically certain that the extra part in the snake spirit's chromosomes is a fragment of the dragon's chromosomes——

Since it is a fragment of the Dragon Clan, he can grab the little snake and keep asking:

"Do you feel like you have any extra skills?"

"Does turning into a physical entity count?"

"Uh... I need to study this..."

Grete was quite distressed. The silver dragon seemed to have no ability to change from physical form to incorporeal form, and then from incorporeal form back to physical form. This ability of the little snake cannot be counted in the chromosome account of the silver dragon:

"anything else?"

"Spit venom...?"

"Can you spray cold air? Spray paralyzing gas?...Levitation technique? Feather fall technique? Mist wall technique? Control the wind?...Get bigger? Become stronger? Grow dragon scales, wings, and horns?"

The little snake twisted around, not knowing whether it was shaking its head or simply moving its body. Gretel asked several times. The little snake coiled up into a ball and buried its head in the snake formation, almost tying into a knot:

"I don't know... I need to try slowly... little by little..."

Warcraft is not like humans. Whatever you learn is what you learn. Once you know it, you can do it, but if you don't, you can't. As with Warcraft, new abilities that are unexpectedly advanced and mastered need to be tried slowly and polished slowly.

Warcraft that have signed a contract with humans even need guidance from their masters. Without a contract, or their masters don't know how to guide them, they have to rely on instinct.

Gretel had no choice but to wait patiently and had no choice but to target the giants of the Frostfire Tribe:

"This one has dragon blood... This one also has a little dragon blood... This... does it count as having dragon blood..."

God knows the bloodline of the giants is not like the breeding of thoroughbred horses and dogs, which has clear records.

"Whose father is who" is already unreliable, but when it comes to "whose father is whose father", thank God if it is half reliable.

Although the accuracy of "whose mother is who" is much higher, some women are married from other tribes, and it is very difficult to trace their bloodline.

Whether there is any dragon blood in it, and where this blood was inherited from, is even more confusing.

"Ah...so Mendel is better..."

Gretel threw away the pen in his hand and lay down holding his head. There is a field where you can grow peas, and the purple ones are purple and the white ones are white;

Or there are fruit flies in a glass bottle. How many have white eyes and how many have red eyes can be counted one by one. In chromosome research, this is such a happy thing!

Grete had no such good things to hope for. I have no choice but to bite the bullet, study one by one, and compare one by one:

"This chromosome is duplicated with the dragon beast's chromosome..."

"This paragraph is also repeated, but the insertion position is different from the previous one..."

"This chromosome is golden. It is speculated that it may be the source of extraordinary power. We need to focus on research..."

"this……"

After a thorough study, I found dozens of specific sections, bulging and stuffed into the chromosomes of the giants, some more, some less.

As for the purpose of these special parts, we need to slowly study and slowly identify...

Fortunately, there is currently a test subject. The old giant left his disciple at the hospital to guard the door. Although that disciple was young and not high in level, he had already mastered the power of frost.

Gretel called him over, first arranged the three magic crystals, and then discussed with him in a nice voice:

"This is the reward. Can you please help me with the research... It's a bit scary, but it doesn't hurt very much. I will try to reduce your pain as much as possible..."

Before he said how to study it specifically, the little giant straightened up his arms and spread them out in front of him. With your palms facing upwards and your arms splayed out, you assume a posture of letting others take advantage of you:

"Just give your orders! The elder said that you are the benefactor of our entire tribe. Even if you ask me to die, I will still listen to you!"

Even a minor giant is nearly one meter taller than Gretel. If Gretel wants to talk to him, he must stand on a high platform or let himself float.

This posture actually seemed more coercive than frank to Gretel. Gretel took half a step back and shook off a cold sweat:

"Well, that's not necessary... Speaking of which, can you show me the power of frost you have mastered first?"

Little Giant was more than happy to demonstrate. He clenched his fists, tried hard to hold his breath, his face flushed, and for a long time, he tried his best to throw out a punch.

A circle of cold air spread around the fist, whistling sharply, and condensed into frost five or six steps ahead. With this punch, the little giant relaxed completely and felt a little embarrassed:

"This is all I can do...the elder's cold energy is stronger than mine, and it can hit farther than me..."

Gretel didn't care if his power was strong or not, only that he had it. After asking him kind words and asking about the five or six attacks he could make in a day, he took him to the research room.

He had done this research countless times on Elf Island and was already familiar with it. Cut a strip of skin from the little giant's arm, keep the tissue active, connect it to the body, and stuff one end into the microscope;

Fix the entire body so that when he swings his fist, this skin will not be torn off, leaving only the arm he is waving free to move;

After debugging the microscope, give the order:

"attack!"

After consuming all his attack data for the day, Gretel also obtained the data as he wished: that extraordinary chromosome, the extraordinary chromosome that had abnormal changes when he attacked, did come from the Dragon Clan;

From this, it is also determined that the function of that chromosome is to enable people to call upon the power of frost. Grete looked up to the sky and sighed:

Dragon Clan, Dragon Clan, no wonder these surrounding intelligent races all want to have the blood of the Dragon Clan. You can also intermarry with dragons and give birth to children with dragon blood;

You can also serve the Dragon Clan and receive their blessings;

It’s okay to live around dragons and be immersed in the aura of dragons for a long time;

To become a dragon slayer, you can also soak in dragon blood;

Even if you use various crooked ways, such as letting members of the tribe mate with dragons...

In short, as long as you have the blood of the dragon clan, you will definitely make a profit even if it is a little bit. The traits in the dragon's chromosomes can actually be written into the chromosomes of other races and passed down from generation to generation!

After getting the initial results, Gretel became more and more interested, studying the bloodline of the Frostfire Tribe like peeling cocoons and pulling out silk threads, and cross-comparing their chromosomes.

The bloodline genealogy in my hand was in a mess, and so were the test results of this group of people. Coupled with the fact that Little Snake gradually began to understand his new abilities, Gretel finally determined three more points:

One is to make people grow stronger and larger;

One is to let people have dragon scales and have higher defense;

The third one is to give people the ability to be in harmony with the wind...

"So what do the other dozens of spots do? Just insert them and not express them? Maybe some genes need to be methylated, and some dormant genes need special methods to activate?"

Gretel rubbed his forehead and kept thinking:

"It's a pity that the samples are too small, so I can't try them one by one..."

"It would be great if I could see with my own eyes how these intelligent races obtained dragon genes...

It is said that the Dragon Clan has some rituals that can bless their servants and turn them into half-dragons... It would be great if we could understand these rituals and monitor the genetic changes during the rituals in real time..."

"Gretel, what are you doing?"

Suddenly a head appeared at the door. Gretel was buried in the laboratory every day, which made Serira feel frustrated. She was not with him 24 hours a day, and went outside to play from time to time.

At this moment, she came back with a large bunch of fish from a lake where she used to swim when she was a child, and immediately came to Gretel:

"Come on! Let's eat grilled fish! It's been a long time since we had a good meal!"

Grete happened to be short of ideas, so she put down the research in her hands and was dragged out by her obediently.

The fish brought back by Cerira ranged from big to small, the big ones were as tall as two giants, and the small ones were as long as arms. They were lined up in the open space outside the hospital, and they were extremely plump.

Idian, Ash Moonsong, Bernard, and the two giant gatekeepers were all busy in the process of dissecting the fish, scraping the fish scales, cutting the fish, and preparing to grill the fish:

Gretel looked around, selected a fish weighing more than three kilograms, and started to roll up his sleeves to work.

They scraped the scales, removed the gills, disembowelled the fish, cleaned the fish's intestines and gall, made fine cuts on both sides of the fish, set up a large pot, and dropped the whole fish in to fry it thoroughly.

While it was fried and fragrant, I quickly took it out, put it on the flat plate next to it, and poured the pre-mixed sauce on it. Pile onions, green peppers, lettuce slices, and various mushrooms in a flat plate, light the fire below, and start cooking!

"Grete what are you doing?"

"Grilled fish! This is also a way of grilling fish. Just wait a while, it will be delicious!"

The grilled fish made in this way is really delicious. Cerira gnawed the fish from head to tail, wishing she could even swallow the fish bones, and rubbed Grete:

"Make another one! Make another one! Make all the fish I brought back into grilled fish like this!"

Her hunting results are extremely rich. Even if several people work together, they have only processed half of it so far. Gretel had no choice but to continue doing each step one by one, and then he realized something was wrong:

"Serila, why do the scales of this fish look like dragon scales?"

"Oh! This lake, we used to bathe in it when we were kids...the fish, shrimps, and frogs in it are more or less tainted with the aura of dragons, so they must be a little different!"

Gretel's eyes lit up instantly!

There are few human samples, so other organisms can be used! Bring fish, snakes, lizards, frogs, and various mammals, interact with the dragon's biological materials, and see what you can come up with!

Dragons, fish, snakes, dragons, lizards, frogs, all come to my bowl!