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The fat man felt a little puzzled. He looked at the woman in front of him, and a strong sense of incongruity arose.In the past, although the women sent by Emerson had different looks and postures, they all had confused and stunned expressions. They would do whatever the fat man said, obviously under deep hypnosis.Fatty doesn't mind if they are forced or take the initiative, anyway, he just needs to hug them.And the woman in front of her is not so much expressionless as she is empty, her pupils reflect everything with muddy eyes.

"Why did you change your taste this time?" The fat man pretended to be joking and complained: "Sanwu is my hobby, and I don't like rape corpses."

Emerson looked over coldly, then raised the corners of his mouth and drew an expression that couldn't be called a smile.

"Do you think you have the qualifications to bargain with me? Huh?" The old man's cold eyes made the fat man tremble: "I let you do it, even if it's a pig, you have to hug it."

The fat man obediently agreed, and ran away from the old man in a panic.No matter how upset he was, Fatty could only yell and curse from the bottom of his heart.

The woman was dragged into the room by the fat man like a puppet. Although the fat man knew that there was no real privacy in the place where he was, and he was surrounded by crowds everywhere, he couldn't see anyone who could at least comfort himself and display Ah Q's spirit.

Emerson watched the fat man disappear behind the magnetic door, and the smile on his face became kind and doting, as if he was looking at his favorite work, but his eyes were full of crazy coldness.

He walked out and came to a monitoring room after a while.There are large and small light screens everywhere in the monitoring room, and a erotic picture is being played on one of the large screens.The fat man pressed down on the woman with a hollow face, the fat man was obviously very unhappy, looking at his unhappy expression, he seemed to be planning to solve it hastily.

Emerson would not have cared about the idea of ​​an experimental vehicle, asking the man who operated the machine, "How is it going?"

The staff zoomed in on a radiograph showing sperm and eggs.

"It went well." The staff pointed to the picture and said: "The initial contact between the sperm and the egg was normal, and there was no rejection reaction."

"You should know that's not what I want to ask." The old man narrowed his eyes: "I have a hunch that this combination will definitely be successful. Find out for me what caused the previous failure! We didn't do it again. A matrix is ​​here to consume!"

"Yes, yes, my lord!"

The old man looked at the interlaced sperm and eggs, which was the formation of an embryo, the initial form of life.What kind of miracle will be born?Emerson smiled quietly.

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"Birth, come out!"

"It worked! We made it—!"

Everyone is cheering, and everyone is madly venting their joy.The researchers were greatly relieved, not only for the success of the plan, but also because they were finally freed from the boundless oppression and fear, no longer having to stay awake at night because of the apostle's screams, and no longer having to worry about taking care of the apostle. The precious pregnant mother's body was frightened, and the days when even breathing had to be tight and short were finally liberated on this day.At this moment, even the corner of Emerson's mouth was stained with a heartfelt smile.

They looked at the little living body in the tank almost in admiration. This is the crystallization of their hard work all the time. This will become another milestone in human history, and it will draw a strong stroke in the history of human evolution!

The baby just taken out of the mother's body was placed in a high-grade nutrition tank, suspended in the nutrient solution, and the mother's body was forgotten in the corner—she died the moment the child was born, and everyone's attention was on her. Focusing on the baby, he was reluctant to separate his attention to deal with the woman's body.

"Normal heartbeat...normal blood pressure...pulse...connected to the magnetic weak force boundary...received data...the brain area of ​​the target...how could this happen!?" The researcher who was busy testing various data let out an exclamation , like a spell, time was frozen at this point, everyone was quiet, and the research institute was dead silent.Everyone focused their eyes on the light screen, and then, excessive excitement was replaced by disbelief.

——Brain development degree: 1%.

The blood on everyone's faces disappeared in an instant, and someone screamed out of composure: "This is impossible! This is impossible! This, how is this possible..."

A development rate of 1%, let alone a genius level, has not even reached the standard of ordinary people, and is in a state that is lower than mentally handicapped, or even close to brain death.This is the result of their painstaking efforts, even disregarding the condemnation of ethics and morality! ?

Emerson stood stiffly on the spot, his eyes fixed on the data like will-o'-the-wisps, and the light in his eyes seemed to be burning his soul.

Some people are sobbing, saying that this is God's punishment; some people are in a trance, as if they have lost the focus of the future.Not to mention being left glorious footprints in the history of mankind-oh, maybe they can really be recorded in history, the history books will describe them like this, there are such a group of people who are beyond their limits, they want to Create gods, and they made "gods," yes, psychos.How about it?funny right?

Yeah, it's funny, I'm dying of laughter.They thought distraughtly.

What saved this group of collapsing elites and the father's plan was a small move by that baby.

He stretched.

Then everyone stared dumbfounded at the series of data that sentenced them to death suddenly increased, 2%, 5%, 6%, 9%,..., 34%,..., 60%,...

Everyone stared at the light screen with bated breath. At this time, no one was discouraged anymore, because the data displayed now had surpassed the previous highest record.At this time, someone exclaimed: "Quick, look at that baby!"

When they struggled to shift their eyes to the nutrition tank, they saw an even bigger surprise: that baby—no, no, no, that was no longer a baby. In their sight, a teenager curled up quietly in the nutrition tank Bottom - because the nutrient solution wrapped around him has already been absorbed.The young man had beautiful black hair, and his whole body was wet. The crystal water drops rolled down on the young man's skin like pearls, making him look extraordinarily holy and not to be profane.The raised data finally stayed at 79%, but no one paid attention to it at this time. They could only watch the boy wake up without moving.

The young man slowly opened his thick eyelashes, and there were still some drops of water on the eyelashes, which were crystal clear.The boy's eyes were not fully opened, they were only half-down, blinked very wearily, and then slowly scanned the surroundings.Everyone saw that pair of bright red pupils, and they were all absorbed by the crystal clear red.The boy glanced around for a week, except for a pause in the shadow where there was a dead mother, as if he didn't find the person or thing he wanted, the boy lowered his eyes, closed them tiredly, and never opened them again.At this time, the activity of God's restricted area has been falling from 79% until it returns to the original 1%.

It wasn't until the boy fell asleep for a long time that everyone came to their senses. They looked at each other, and then someone hesitantly asked everyone what they wanted.

"Are we... success?"

"My lord!" At this time, a peripheral personnel ran in. The person was stunned by the frozen atmosphere in the research room, and then quickly found his target.The peripheral personnel trotted towards Emerson with a pile of documents stacked in their hands.

Emerson recognized that person as the person in charge of the father's body. Because the research was at a critical juncture, Emerson hadn't visited the fat man at all in the past few weeks.The person in charge appears here, which means...

The old man frowned: "What happened?"

"Report to the adults, the matter is like this..."

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The fat man has been very content recently. Emerson finally had a long vacation for Mr. Stallion, that is to say, he could finally escape the fate of being fucked to death by a woman.

But within a few days, the fat man discovered a big problem with some doubts.

He looks, thin?