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The carriage swayed for a moment and then stabilized. All the electrical equipment was damaged and it was pitch black inside.

Linjue moved his body slightly and touched the two soldiers beside him. Fortunately, he was only stunned by the electric shock.

He did not get up, but lay down as before and closed his eyes again.

There are many secret bases in the Red Sea. If the Alliance kills some, the Red Sea will create some.

Their strength lies in their intertwined roots, their three burrows, and their rebirth in the spring breeze. They will open schools in the name of "charity" in every small, backward planet, in economically backward and closed-minded places, do public welfare, and brainwash the indigenous residents with sugar-coated bullets. Let those ignorant parents personally send their ignorant children into their "cage", and then cultivate believers who are only loyal to the Red Sea.

This kind of gray activity that breeds in dark corners is difficult to guard against, and even the alliance is beyond its reach.

The deeper he understood, the more clearly Lin Jue realized that it was impossible to eliminate these widespread cancers by force and suppression alone. This may be his only and last chance.

Lin Jue counted the time silently in his mind, relaxed his body, and let the carriage roll around. Finally, he was dragged out of the carriage until he was tied to the cold iron bed. Then, the instrument connected to his body began to tick regularly.

Linjue's eyelids moved, and an old voice sounded in his ears.

"woke up?"

Linjue stopped pretending and opened his eyes.

If you look at it from ordinary people's perspective, the person speaking in front of you is just an ordinary old man in his old age, not the legendary "intelligent brain" of the Red Sea.

The two looked at each other calmly, trying to see something on each other's faces.

Dosen, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked up at Lin Jue. There was a glimmer of light in his cloudy eyes, like the cold light of the moonlight falling under an ancient well.

"Lieutenant General Linjue, don't you have anything to ask?"

"Your Excellency went to great lengths to rescue me, but you don't look like my supporter." Linjue moved his wrists and tied them tightly.

There was a smile in Dotson's eyes, "You have achieved extraordinary things at a young age, so the Lieutenant General should have many supporters."

"It seems that you are not one of them, so you have a grudge against me." Linjue continued.

Doson smiled and said nothing, but motioned to the man behind him to push the wheelchair closer, and raised his hand to touch Lin Jue's exposed skin. His hands were like skinny and mottled tree bark, in sharp contrast to Lin Jue's smooth and tight skin.

Being so close, Linjue could smell the scent of Dosen. There was a strong smell of disinfectant and an unmistakable smell of decay. The smell made Linjue frown in disgust. Duosen's age could not be verified, but it seemed that he was almost at the end.

"Revenge is out of the question..." Duosen's hand crossed the ends of Linjue's eyes, "We met when you were very young, and your eyes were as beautiful as your mother's. That planet was poor and backward, but She is very well-educated, and she even said thank you to me when she came to pick you up."

"Shut up! Predator, you have no right to talk about education!"

Linjue's calm chest began to rise and fall, and the data on the instrument began to fluctuate violently.

At this moment, he realized that Dotson knew a lot more about him than he thought. He struggled hard, and the straps on his hands and feet creaked, and the silver on the back of his neck began to ooze blood.

The smile in Doson's eyes faded instantly.

"Hold him down!" The man pushing Dotsen suddenly said, and the man in white guarding the instrument quickly stepped forward, re-fixed Lin Jue's head, and carefully wiped away the blood.

"Teacher, let's start," the man's face was exposed to the light, his features were deep and his expression was numb.

Doson nodded, and Linjue felt a chill on his arm. Someone injected medicine into his arm.

"It seems you already know who I am..." Duosen looked down at Linjue who could no longer move, and continued unhurriedly, "In your opinion, the Red Sea is a plunderer of human power, so isn't the Alliance? Haven’t you ever enjoyed Blue Star’s resources? At your level, food, drink, housing and transportation are all free, right?”

"All human beings should be equal when they are born. Alpha, Beta, and Omega should also enjoy the same resources, but the Alliance has divided them into three, six, and nine levels. People at the top of the mountain should enjoy the best resources, but what about the people at the bottom of the mountain? , when they don’t have enough to eat and don’t have warm clothes to wear, does the Alliance really care about their lives? You were born in Moyun, you should understand this best..."

Dosen's cloudy eyes looked into the depths of Lin Jue's eyes, as if trying to penetrate his soul.

"Is this how you confuse people? How many people have you brainwashed to hide your sins." Linjue felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker. The medicine should be a muscle relaxant.

"The Red Sea just gives those who have reached the edge of despair a chance to make a new choice. No one forces them, including... your mother."

Linjue's body was completely unable to move, but his mind was still very clear. He laughed, both provocatively and sarcastically.

"Dotson, have you never dared to speak out about your desires? You always only dared to use the guise of hypocrisy... What do you want? Do you dare to look into my eyes and say it?"

……

Linjue stared at him and smiled, and the smile on Dosen's face fell little by little. He looked around, as if thinking about something, and then started coughing.

The coughing sound was as harsh as a broken bellows.

"Teacher," the man pushing him spoke and handed over a clean handkerchief. Dotson took it and covered his mouth and nose, but his eyes scraped across the man's face like a knife.

The man half-knelt beside Dotson and patted Dotson's back gently with his hand, his posture pious and his expression worried.

"Lin Jue, you are very smart, and you are worthy of being raised by Shen Fan."

When Shen Fan was mentioned, the veins on Linjue's forehead began to beat uncontrollably.

"You don't deserve to mention his name."

Dotson seemed not to have heard and continued, "He is also very smart. He has made significant contributions to the experiment of human progress. To this day, he is still one of our most precious...experimental subjects."

"You bastard! ... Where is he? Where is he?"

Duosen took one last look at Linjue and said nothing more. The man behind him pushed him slowly into the next room.

The layout here is exactly the same as before.

"Teacher, the physical signs of the experimental body have been tested and they meet the experimental standards." After speaking, the man in white stepped aside.

"Okay." Dosen responded, and he was hugged and lay on the iron bed. Dosen's hand scratched the back of the man's neck. There was also a piece of silver on it, but it was older than Linjue's piece. , seems to have been worn for a long time.

He examined the man in front of him and asked, "Don't you have anything to say when you meet someone you know, Bian Sheng?"

The man lowered his eyebrows and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Bian Sheng has died a long time ago. Now I am just... King Jia of the Red Sea."

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PS: Does anyone still remember the cute Bian Sheng?