life copy game

Chapter 487 It Shouldn't Be Like This (Da Zhang asks for a monthly pass)

He Ao casually split the monster rushing towards the elevator into two, and the gradually closing elevator door covered his face.

The elevator has not been deactivated, and the lights on each floor are gradually turned on
The entire elevator went up at an unusually fast speed, and finally slowed down when it was about to reach the top floor.

Ding--

The moment the elevator came to a complete stop, the elevator door opened, and the faint mist that reached He Ao's calf filled the elevator.

He Ao stepped out of the elevator, and an open garden that seemed to be among the clouds appeared in his vision.

Green low shrubs, delicate flowers, and a winding path paved with scattered stones extend to the depths of the garden.

And the whole garden was filled with a faint smoke that never crossed the feet.

Howe took off the self-made mask on his face, and walked along the path.

His white coat and overcoat had been damaged in the battle just now, and red and white blood stained his whole body.

He walked slowly, step by step towards the depths of the garden.

There are all kinds of flowers in the garden, red, yellow, white, blue, purple, orange, and green. They all stretch out their delicate petals, and they are full of bright colors.

A bright red peony protruded from the flowerbed and stopped in the middle of the path. Its petals swayed with the breeze, like a swaying dancer dancing in the clouds.

But now is not the season when peonies should be blooming.

He Ao stared at the swaying flower, his eyes rested on the little finger knuckles left at the stamen.

With a flash of silver light, the flower separated from the stem and slid to the ground.

The originally delicate and beautiful flowers withered quickly in the short time of falling, leaving only pieces of decayed petals scattered.

It's like giving back a life that doesn't belong to it.

And the outstretched flower stem was like an electric shock arm, and it retracted into the flowerbed in an instant, disappearing into the flowers.

The evening wind blew the smoke from the ground, and the colorful flowers swayed.

He Ao didn't pay attention to these swaying flowers, he continued to walk into the depths of the garden step by step.

The sound of gurgling water flowed into his ears, and in front of him seemed to be the center of the garden, a small pond full of pure white liquid appeared in his field of vision.

Next to the pond is a hill made of rocks, and the white spring water slowly gushes out from the crevice of the hill and falls into the pond below.

"It's a nice night, isn't it?"

Standing by the pond was a figure in a wool coat. He turned his raised head to look at He Ao, showing a smile.

Standing in the moonlight, he looked gentle and calm.

He Ao also looked up at the sky.

This is the place where the city is closest to the sky. The fog that gradually covered the city and the flashy city lights did not obscure the view here. Standing here, you can still see the bright stars and the magnificent moon.

"Should I call you 'Doctor', or," He Ao withdrew his gaze and stared at the figure in front of him, "Mr. Genos?"

"A name is just a code name,"

Genos showed a smile. He has always had that kind of bookish air of self-cultivation and self-cultivation after studying medicine for many years. He lifted a decanter full of red wine from the small stone table beside him, shook it slightly, and looked at He Ao , "Want a drink?"

He Ao glanced at him, and sat down calmly.

With a wave of his hand, he inserted the dagger into the concrete floor beside him, and then put the still burning cigarette on the edge of the table.

This stone table has two stools, and a goblet is placed in front of the two stools.

"I have reserved a place here all these years, hoping that one day, someone will sit in front of me and drink this cup with me,"

Genos picked up the goblet, slowly poured the red wine from the decanter into the glass, and handed it to He Ao, "I thought it was impossible for anyone to come here, but the reality is always unexpected. expected."

He smiled and poured himself a glass of red wine.

He put the wine glass on the table, looked at He Ao, "Can I borrow your knife?"

He Ao slapped the black bayonet on the table and handed it to him.

Genos took the bayonet, stretched out a finger, and cut the fingertip sharply.

The bright red blood flowed from his fingertips, fell into the wine glass, splashed little by little, and merged with the flaming wine.

He put the bayonet back to its original position, raised his wine glass, and made an inviting gesture to He Ao.

Then he brought the wine glass to his lips and took a sip of the red wine.

The other party was proving to him that there was nothing wrong with this wine.

He Ao watched his movements calmly, raised his wine glass, and brought it to his mouth.

He stood up.

The location of this small table happens to be the best viewing spot in the entire Qunxing Pharmaceutical Building. Standing here, you can overlook the night view of the entire city.

At this moment, the neon lights in the city are still shining, but these lights are hidden in the hazy fog, showing blurred colors.

Howe looked around.

The high-altitude cold wind blew their cheeks at the same time.

"After tonight, everyone will have eternal life."

Genos dragged his red wine glass and stared at the permeating fog, as if he was staring at a carefully crafted work of art.

"I think," He Ao drank the red wine in his hand, "losing self-awareness, becoming a monster controlled by a superior being, and abandoning all hopes and cognitions of 'immortal life' is not 'immortal life' .”

"Dead corpses, we can make them into mummies for permanent preservation, and even use mechanical devices to control their actions, but I cannot admit that a mummy that has lost its self-awareness is an immortal 'person'"

He put the empty wine glass on the table, "Thank you for the wine, it's very good,"

"They will not lose their self-awareness," Genos smiled, and he looked at He Ao, "The souls of all people in this city will merge together, and we will become a new life together, and become a great" Angel'."

All of them naturally included He Ao.

"I don't think our will will become the main will of this newborn 'angel'. It's not so much a fusion, it's better to say that we will become the nourishment for this 'angel' to mature,"

Howard shrugged, "That sounds worse than being a mummy."

He reached out and pulled out the dagger stuck in the ground, then flicked the tip of the sword lightly, the cigarette butt on the table flew up and fell into his fingers.

He put the half-burned cigarette in his mouth again.

"I actually have a question." Genos looked at He Ao's cheek, "I have learned from the FBI Headquarters that the Chenxi City FBI has not arranged any tasks that may be related to my plan, so you Really just an 'out' FBI agent?"

His eyes flickered with doubts, "Then why did you intervene in this matter? You were the one who killed Rhett, right? What is your plan against me, what is your purpose against the Institute? For some kind of wonderful 'justice' feel'?"

He Ao didn't answer right away, he knew that this might not be what Genos wanted to say.

"Do you know," Genos continued, looking at He Ao without speaking,
"Those 'volunteers' couldn't live on their own. I gave them a lot of money to 'buy' their lives so that they could survive and feed their families. Without me, they might have starved to death." on the street.

"I sold the lives of the poor to the rich, and took a little 'life' as a reward. The poor got money, the rich got life, and I got 'profit'. Everyone is happy.

"For those poor people, they can't survive. Life is a purely redundant thing. They sell these extra lives to the rich in exchange for money, and they can help him and his family live for a period of time."

He looked at He Ao with a smile, and said what he wanted to say, "Your self-righteous justice, for them, may have cut off the channels for their livelihood. After the institute closed down, they lost their source of wealth. If you can’t pay the rent, you can’t buy food, you will die on the street faster, you think you are helping them, but in fact you are harming them.”

"So, they are born poor, have nothing, and bear huge debts?" He Ao calmly stared at Genos's cheek, a faint smoke covered his face,
"Their fate should be to work hard, help the consortium create wealth, and then be abandoned when they are sick and old, be emptied of all their properties by medical bills, become poor and have nothing, and even bear huge debts, and finally sell their lives , to prolong the life of those consortium controllers?"

And most of the money from selling their lives will be used to repay their debts, and the money will eventually return to the consortium again.

Even hard work and struggle can't change the fate of being born. He spent his whole life creating wealth for the consortium, and finally was drained of life like garbage and died in an unknown alley.

He Ao picked up the bayonet on the table, "I don't have any sense of justice, I just feel..."

His eyes were fixed on Genos's cheek looking at him.

At this moment, his figure overlapped completely with that skinny man who graduated from a prestigious university, struggled alone for decades, and finally walked into the research institute in despair with high debts.

"This federation, this city, shouldn't be like this."

Does Pete really know nothing?

When he saw the thick consent form and the high 'volunteer' compensation, he realized what he was about to face.

But he had no choice.

Pate is free, he can freely choose between death and despair.

Genos also stared at He Ao's cheek, he slowly revealed a smile, an uncontrollable, crazy smile from the heart,

"You're crazy."

He looked at He Ao, as if looking at a rare treasure, "I really want to see what you can bring to this world, of course, the premise is that you have to get out of here alive,"

He raised his hand, and a terrifying and twisted coercion descended on the area in an instant. The narrow stone table burst open suddenly, and the bright red wine splashed everywhere.

He Ao's body was caught off guard by this terrifying coercion and was directly pressed to the ground. The strong pressure was like a huge mountain pressing down on his back, making him unable to move even a bit.

"Do you know why I let you up here?"

Genos smiled calmly, "Because you can't change anything. In the face of angel-level power, all resistance is futile."

The bracelet on his wrist vibrated slightly, He Ao's fingers curled up, and he clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand.

Then the blue veins on his arms bulged, and he braced himself to slightly arch his body under the pressure.

A series of fine wounds torn due to resisting the pressure bloomed on his skin, and a little bit of bright red flowed out.

"energetic."

Genos stared at He Ao calmly, he took a sip of red wine, "But it's over."

In the flowerbed next to it, a green vine stretched out. The top of this slender vine was extremely sharp, like a sharp sword flying in the air.

The sharp sword swayed, and stabbed He Ao's heart directly from the back, intending to nail He Ao to the ground.

Genos turned around bored and walked towards the edge of the garden, he seemed a little disappointed, disappointed that He Ao was so weak.

Standing here, he who can arbitrarily mobilize the power of the fountain of youth is almost equal to the fountain of youth itself.

The Fountain of Agelessness is, in a sense, an 'angel' without an angelic personality.

For an angel, a grade C is as weak as an ant.

It is a spark that can be extinguished at will.

"So when you were sacrificed by your father, you faced the same kind of pressure?"

A hoarse voice came from behind him.

Genos turned his head and looked behind him.

The thin middle-aged man put one hand behind his back and grabbed the sharp vine. Bright red blood flowed from his palm and dripped onto the gravel ground.

As for his other hand, he supported his body with a dagger, and stood up with difficulty like a rickety old man.

"No, not as good as you are now."

Genos smiled, he raised his hand again, and hundreds of vines emerged from the flowerbed, aiming at He Ao, "I'm curious, how did you guess my identity and what happened back then ?”

In fact, when He Ao didn't show any surprise when he saw his face, he knew that He Ao had probably confirmed his identity a long time ago.

But it is actually not difficult. There are not many people in Limen City who meet the status of 'doctor'. In addition, He Ao has already been to his villa once, and he probably found something, so the possibility of blindly ignoring his identity is not low. .

In fact, he doesn't care much about identity leaks. After all, after tonight, the Federation will no longer have the city of Limen, and naturally it will not be given the position of Senator of Limen, so he doesn't need to worry about anything.

However, He Ao mentioned his father, which made him realize that He Ao might really have discovered something, so he was willing to listen to the analysis of the first 'ant' who came here in so many years.

"it's actually really easy,"

He Ao supported his body with difficulty, showing a smile, "In fact, I didn't think about your problem at first, and the key point of all actions is actually on your father, not on you.

"Your father is very smart. He resisted the temptation of eternal life. When he discovered the spring of the fountain of youth, he didn't drink the fountain of youth immediately."

(End of this chapter)