The alliance forced me to treat the admiral

Mo Lin's eyes were fixed on the comparative data chart and the final analysis results on the light screen, and the veins on his hands were bulging.

——According to the current data analysis, the probability of obtaining supernatural powers through inheritance is about 0.0034%. The method is random, and no chromosomal gene codes related to this have been detected. Preliminary conclusion: supernatural powers have nothing to do with genetics.

——Different energy is attached to the brain area, which is related to the core of spiritual power and cannot be separated.

——The supernatural energy crystal was successfully developed, but it could not last for a long time, and it lost its effectiveness after 24 hours from the main body.

After a long time, Mo Lin closed his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression returned to his usual indifference.

"Don't waste your time."

A voice sounded faintly, the voice was soft and lazy, revealing the hoarseness after waking up.

Mo Lin was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, then turned his eyes to look at the person under control on the console.

That pair of pupils that were like spots of paint were calm and indifferent as before, but after this calmness... there seemed to be something else.

"No matter how much research you do, it is impossible to obtain supernatural powers."

"No," the owner of the voice paused and continued to speak calmly.

"It should be said that you are not worthy of the ability."

These words seemed to have poked Mo Lin's back somewhere, causing the usual smirk expression with ease to finally collapse.

He hung his head, put his hands on his forehead, and laughed twice, with sick madness in his eyes.

"Recovered so quickly? It seems that the stimulation just given to you is not enough."

Mo Lin took the scalpel at the side, and hummed a strange tone. The sound of footsteps, up and down, became more and more clear in this empty laboratory, which made people tremble in their hearts.

He raised his hand, just about to take a knife to slowly cut open the intercostal nerve in Wei Xi's chest, just like he did before...

Mo Lin pursed his lips, and unconsciously imagined in his mind the scene of a sharp sword piercing a blood vessel and cutting a nerve without hindrance, with blood splattering and flesh churning.

Vibrant and magnificent to the extreme.

"Oh, that's all you have to do?"

Mo Lin looked at the pair of jet-black pupils in front of him full of sarcasm and coldness, and immediately recovered from his imagination, slightly shifted his gaze, and turned his gaze to the jet-black belt that appeared in his hand at some point.

——and the corroded flesh under the belt instantly began to annihilate.

He blinked slowly, and instantly understood, with an elegant smile on his face, as if welcoming a friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

"You came."

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Mo Lin lay on the operating table, looking at the warm light above his head, and after a while, he closed his eyes, with tears welling from the corners of his eyes.

When Wei Xi was tortured by him before, he liked to let himself go and stare blankly at the warm light above.

It turned out that he thought that the child had found some kind of unrealistic hope out of this whiteness.

Now he knew that the warm light could not symbolize hope at all, at most it could only make the eyes more stinging.

But in just a few minutes, Mo Lin's body was tortured to the point of utter disfigurement, with scars left by sharp weapons and corroded scorched flesh everywhere.

"A warm reminder, this body doesn't feel pain, no matter how hard you torture it, it's useless."

Mo Lin chuckled, and looked at the person beside the console.

"Wei Xi" made a "tsk" sound, and quickly pulled out the scalpel, a few drops of blood splashed onto his fair and tender face.

— dirty.

"Wei Xi" eyes darkened, looked around, took out an unused disinfection towel, and carefully wiped the dirt on his face and hands.

"I didn't expect that you could directly use your mental power to occupy other people's bodies."

Merlin sighed.

"Sure enough, talent is something that cannot be dissatisfied."

"Wei Xi" glanced at him lightly.

"Only him."

"It's not as good as you painstakingly brainwashed that idiot Will for three years, and performed brain surgery yourself, and finally succeeded in erasing his consciousness."

"Wei Xi" turned his white hands back, threw away the dirty towel, and looked at Mo Lin coldly.

"For so many years, I didn't notice it at all."

Mo Lin chuckled lightly: "Is this... a compliment?"

Mo Lin watched "Wei Xi" walking slowly, his eyes were indifferent and stern, as if looking at a dead person, and he sighed softly: "You have such a heartless character, how did my son fall in love with you?"

"Wei Xi" raised his hand and stabbed the knife fiercely between Mo Lin's eyebrows, and said coldly, "He is not your son, he has nothing to do with you."

Mo Lin snorted inaudibly, but didn't say anything to refute.

The sharp knife is not blocked at all, and it goes straight into the cortex and gray matter on the surface...

But Mo Lin still smiled lightly as before, as if it didn't stick into his head, looking very strange and penetrating.

"Are you around here?"

"Wei Xi" glanced at him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he smiled cruelly.

"What do you think."

As soon as the words fell, the hand became more and more forceful, and it was pressed down suddenly, mercilessly smashing the power core in the center of the brain.

"Where do you think I am now?"

Mo Lin didn't have time to speak, his pupils dilated, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably, like a machine that lost its energy, it slowly stopped working and closed his eyes.

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Wei Xi opened his eyes and looked around.

In the dark and narrow space, there is the smell of formalin in the air. Looking out from the small gap in the front cabinet door, you can catch the shimmering green light not far away.

Slightly at a loss.

——Brother, where did you throw me?

He closed his eyes and reorganized the current situation.

Since Min Zheng was able to temporarily control his body with mental power just now, it means that others should be nearby, but for some reason they were trapped outside and could not come in.

Until now, he has not been captured by Molin. There are two possibilities: [-]. For some reason, Molin is currently lacking in skills and can't take care of him.[-]. Mo Lin's current body has been destroyed by the power core, and he needs time to activate the next body.

——According to Min Zheng's personality, Wei Xi thinks the latter is more likely.

Judging from the surrounding environment, he should still be in Mo Lin's territory and failed to escape.

This surprised Wei Xi—with his brother's abilities, he couldn't leave this ghostly place for a short time...

At present, Wei Xi has two options: one is to stay where he is obediently, and wait for Min Cheng to rescue him.The second is to take the initiative to attack and find a way out.

Wei Xi chose the latter without any hesitation.

He doesn't like being so passive, and he still has a guess that needs to be verified.

Wei Xi took a deep breath, released his mental power, and carefully explored the surrounding environment.

He opened the cabinet door, and saw the closed terminal control system on the oblique side, as well as the scattered old experimental instruments, tables and chairs around, and finally understood why Min Zheng put him in this place.

Wei Xi stepped forward to turn on the terminal, and sure enough, most of the encrypted data had been deciphered by Min Zheng, including the structural diagram of the entire experimental space station and the structure of the defense system, only a small part of the experimental data from previous years had not been deciphered.

Wei Xi browsed the contents of the memory that had already been deciphered, and started to decipher the remaining information.

He had a hunch that there should be something he wanted to know.

Ten minutes later, Wei Xi activated the terminal's automatic destruction program, obliterated all traces, left his seat, and began to sweep supplies in the room.

After searching for a long time, I only found some silver needles and scalpels.

Wei Xi muttered, "Don't you even have a low-end quantum gun?"

After searching for a while, Wei Xi didn't delay too long, and immediately strode out.

After being imprisoned for too long and comatose in the spiritual realm for a while, Wei Xi has no concept of time now, nor does he know how long it has passed, so he can only speed up as much as possible to save time.

The alloy walkway is winding and winding, with the same decoration and the same scene, making it easy to get lost in it.

Wei Xi ran fast, closed his eyes tightly to avoid visual interference, and only relied on the perception of mental power and the temporary memory just now to identify his current location.

A few minutes later, he stopped in front of a closed laboratory.

There is a faint layer of dust on the door of the laboratory, which looks a little old.

Wei Xi checked the information terminal by the door, and even the verification system hadn't been updated, it was still an old version of the password command.

Wei Xi thought for a while, and tentatively entered a series of numbers.

The system displays an error immediately.

... He was thinking too much, how could that man use the information of his own experimental mouse as the verification password.

Even if that little white mouse had some merits compared with other little white mice, in Mo Lin's eyes it was just an experimental subject.

That's it.

In the end, Wei Xi unlocked the verification system with the universal password of Hua Command.

The laboratory door swung open.

Entering the eyes, it was dark.

There are only some faint lights flickering in it.

As if driven by some force, Wei Xi slowly walked to the deepest part of the laboratory.

There, there is a training cabin emitting a dark blue light.

The girl suspended in the nutrient sol looks about ten years old, just the most beautiful age.

She has a slender figure and a handsome face. Although she doesn't look stunning at first glance, her facial features are exquisite and attractive, making it difficult to feel disgusted.

Even though he is unconscious now, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, revealing a gentle smile.

Wei Xi carefully examined the girl's face.

The skin is fair, the complexion is rosy, and it looks like he is just asleep.

According to the data, her name is Wan Ying, and her number is X-01.

She is Wei Xi's biological mother.

Wei Xi looked at the girl's face, his mental power unconsciously diverged, and he was absent-minded for a while...

Suddenly, a strange but familiar audio sounded from behind.

Wei Xi frowned immediately, covering the back of his head, showing pain, and resting his hands on the top of the training cabin as a support for his body.

"You really don't know the lesson."

"This is my territory. Surveillance is set up everywhere in it. You can't escape even if you want to."

When Wei Xi heard this voice, he immediately looked back...

Mo Lin changed his body, the color of his eyes and hair, but his face was still impeccably handsome.

With graceful steps, he slowly walked towards Wei Xi.

Wei Xi's lips parted slightly, and his voice trembled slightly.

"You set a fixed triplet code in the genes of our group..."

He took a breath and continued.

"Whenever you hear a certain spectrum, you get a certain reaction, right?"

Mo Lin shrugged, with a helpless smile on his face, as if looking at a stupid and ignorant child.

"I thought you knew about this when I captured you last time."

Wei Xi chuckled lightly.

"I guessed it."

"But..." Wei Xi raised his head and smiled provocatively at Mo Lin: "My current symptoms should be different from what you set before."

"There's always going to be some error in the genetic code."

Mo Lin said lightly.

"yes···"

Wei Xi smiled slightly and closed his eyes just like that.

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In a remote corridor on the bottom floor of the space station, a doorknob of the emergency hatch suddenly loosened, and then immediately returned to its original state.

It looks like nothing happened.

Min Zheng wore holographic mimicry glasses, suppressed his body shape and breath, turned over and jumped a few times, and immediately entered the central aisle above from the bottom floor.

He had just cracked the five-layer defense system outside the space station before he successfully drilled through the loophole and intruded in, so it took a little time.

If it wasn't for Wei Xi's presence inside, Min Zheng would usually just throw a supernatural ability over to this kind of thing, blowing up a clean path for himself, and walking in openly.

After Min Zheng stabilized his figure, he immediately released his majestic mental power, covering the surroundings for detection.

After a long time, he gave a soft "tsk", took off the holographic mimic eyes on his face, and walked towards the center blatantly.

The spiritual power in the spiritual perception that made him physically disgusted showed its existence unscrupulously, without any intention of covering it up.

As if waiting for him to come.

——Since this is the case, he doesn't have to hide it anymore.

In addition, in his perception, with Mo Lin as the center, there are about a thousand daoying green spiritual powers surrounding him, each of which is more or less familiar to Min Zheng.

After realizing this, Min Zheng sneered, feeling more irritable than ever before, and his eyes were extremely cold.

As soon as Min Zheng arrived at the destination, the door of the central hall opened automatically, revealing the whole picture inside.

The central hall has a circular shape and a very large area. It is all made of cool-colored alloy materials. It is designed in the shape of a trumpet facing upwards, surrounded by steps that go up step by step, and each floor is about the height of a person.

Mo Lin crossed his legs, sitting on the console in the center, saw Min Zheng, and raised the red wine glass in his hand quite gracefully, shaking it slightly, as if he was seeing an old friend, and smiled slightly , said very familiarly: "You are here."

Min Cheng glanced around and said coldly, "Where are the others?"

Mo Lin sipped his red wine lightly, with a slight smile on his face: "Don't worry, we're here~"

He raised his hand and tapped the button on the terminal, and the barriers in front of the surrounding steps were immediately removed, accompanied by a few slight "bang" sounds, and finally let people see the whole picture inside.

Nearly a thousand people.

Exactly the same body shape, exactly the same face.

"From the more than 900 people, find the person you are looking for, and I will let you go~ how about it?"

Mo Lin looked at Min Zheng with a smile, his eyes were full of jokes and playfulness.

Min Zheng lowered his eyes to hide the coldness in his eyes, and chuckled lightly, and several jet-black spiritual forces immediately enveloped Mo Lin.

"It's not good, it's faster to let you die again."

"Hey~ don't be so impulsive, young man, I have a special codon in his gene, if you don't do what I say, I can't guarantee what will happen."

"Although you can still get the intact him in the end, who owns the consciousness inside..." Mo Lin paused maliciously, smiling like a naughty boy who succeeded in playing a prank: "I can't guarantee that."

The pitch-black mental power suddenly stopped.

Min Zheng looked at him with heavy eyes, unable to see the meaning behind it.

——Although it was only for a moment, he was shaken.

Mo Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, and nimbly tapped the console a few times.

"Di-"

The ear-piercing long cry sounded suddenly, stinging people's eardrums.

Min Zheng suddenly felt an itching and tingling in his right forearm.

He raised his hand and moved his gaze to the restraining ring that was flashing red light.

"I warned you last time—"

Mo Lin's voice resounded faintly, and it spread out due to the terrain. It sounded a little ethereal, with a hint of ridicule and mockery.

"It's not worth dying for those people."

He raised his hand and pointed at Min Zheng from afar.

"You want a wolfhound whose ferocity has been suppressed to be firmly tied by this thing, leaving only the loyalty they want."

"Just like you can hack into my system, this kind of thing that can be manipulated by signals can easily change hands as long as the technology is strong enough."

"Now the highest authority of this restriction ring is in my hands."

Merlin smiled slightly.

"How about it~ Do you want to consider working hard for me?"

"Wei Xi can pay you back, but if you have any other conditions, just ask, I will treat you well, Mr. A~"

Min Zheng folded his arms and stood on the spot, his dark eyes gleamed dimly, looking at Mo Lin without speaking for a long while.

Mo Lin didn't hurry, and took another sip of the red wine in the glass.

Although he said so, the cold and arrogant man in front of him would definitely not give in so easily.

At that time, there will still be some beating and training|teaching.

——But it doesn't matter~ Anyway, he has a lot of time, and he can spend it with these two dolls he is most satisfied with.

After finishing these things, how should the next experiment be designed...

Mo Lin narrowed his eyes somewhat satisfied, thinking about it in a wild way.

"The restriction ring on my body was specially made for me by Xiao Xi."

A voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Mo Lin's thoughts in an instant.

"As for the reason...you, a person without supernatural powers, even if you know it, it doesn't make sense."

Hearing this, Mo Lin suddenly raised his head, and immediately bumped into those dark eyes that showed endless indifference and sarcasm, and his heart froze.

He suddenly felt as if something was missing from him.

"I am willing to be chained by him, why are you here to sow discord?" Min Zheng snorted, a little disdainful.

"What I don't want to do, who has the right to force me to do it."

These words were arrogant, but Mo Lin knew that the man in front of him had such strength.

"So what if he did it, now its authority is in my hands!"

Mo Lin said in a loud voice, unconsciously raising his stature.

Min Zheng smiled sarcastically, his eyes casually glanced at the dolls with the same faces.

He raised his hand, and rolled up the sleeve of his right hand lazily and gracefully, revealing the black restriction ring.

The voice is gentle, deep and magnetic, with a faint hint of coquettishness.

"My dear, please help me take this off."

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