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"Aha~ It seems that the 'surprise' I prepared for you seems to be quite successful."

The green water bubbles rose and overflowed with a gurgling sound, and the weird mechanical figure let out a piercing laugh of "ho ho" in the nutrient solution. The blue light in the eyes flickered frantically, and the mechanical form of Emerson stared at the opposite side maliciously.

The black-haired young man was sitting on the steps, with his hands crossed and hanging between his knees. He bent slightly, propping his upper body on his elbows. In the darkness, he could only see a pair of scorching red eyes that smelled of blood.

"The first generation." Emerson laughed: "How does it feel to be reunited with the lost brothers?"

The crimson eyes are burning quietly in the darkness, laziness dissolves in the darkness like an eternally solidified inorganic statue, Emerson looks at his supreme masterpiece, if machines have expressions, the expression on his face must be benevolent or is pampering.

"I'll tell you." The old man said, "After all, this is a surprise for you."

The mechanically synthesized voice paused, and Emerson seemed to be thinking about where to start.

"At that time, there was a very interesting mother. When she and the father mated, she released two eggs, and then both eggs were fertilized at the same time. By human standards, a pair of fraternal twins were produced. This is really unique. There is a [-] in [-] chance of selecting a mother that can mate with the father, a [-] in [-] chance of producing double eggs, a [-] in [-] chance of the mother surviving the first fertilization, just thinking of this I can't help trembling how much a special example can bring to my research." Emerson's cold synthetic voice was tinged with enthusiasm: "You know? That mother can't leave the nutrient solution at all, as The nourishment of the new human beings, and the nourishment of the twins, she can't provide that much energy at all, so some changes have taken place in the mother's body, maybe those two fertilized eggs have made her body achieve a certain balance, and her body is even stronger. It is like an interface that provides nutrition rather than nutrition itself. If it is inferred like this, the mother body will not be "absorbed" by the new human beings in the end, leaving only an empty shell, that is to say, after giving birth to twins, the mother body can survive. Come down. Hehehe... This is so interesting, what caused this series of changes..."

The old man muttered to himself for a while, then suddenly came back to his senses at a certain moment, and then continued: "I know that my time is running out, and three generations will be born soon, so I have no ability to restrain you." Emerson He smiled strangely: "—but why should I restrain you, you should stand at the top of human beings, you are supreme, no one can control you. But I am still a little unwilling, unwilling to stop my research like this, I didn't expect you guys to keep me, so I made a little resistance at that time - not to refuse death, but to let my research continue, very, harmless."

"I've dealt with all the people who know about this matrix. I know they can't escape your capture, and everyone can't escape, including me, so I'm betting." The mechanical figure made no secret of his joy and pride : "It turns out that I still won the bet. I did everything, and then brainwashed myself to forget about it. I only left a sealed record in the deepest part of the central computer. Purely physical machinery is your weakness." The old man Said regretfully: "It's not good, it's not good, you shouldn't have weaknesses. I only recently dug up this record and found out that such an interesting thing is actually my masterpiece."

"Do you know what I did?" The black-haired youth said nothing.Facing the lazy and indifferent reaction, Emerson asked himself indifferently: "I gave that special mother body to someone else."

"I have a deadly enemy, and his name is Slin." Even in the synthesized voice, Emerson could hear the strong sarcasm in his voice: "Although that follower's brain has not yet fully developed, I have to say that God is fair. I gave him a passable IQ. That IQ was all used to bark at me. Whatever I do, that follower will jump out and challenge me the next moment. In the field of evolution, he has been clamoring for me to Looks good, hum, I like him, I like him very much, so I gave him a 'big gift'." Emerson thought of something, and smiled even more harshly: "I received a four-generation Maternal body, that follower must have wept with joy, this is an incomparable help to his research. He did not disappoint me, the outside world couldn’t be more lively now.”

Through the connection of the central computer, Emerson saw everything that happened outside. He only needed a few glances to know what his deadly enemy had done, not to mention that the other party sent a set of data packets arrogantly. Recorded all kinds of experimental data and materials carefully, so there is no hands-on teaching.Emerson scoffed at this. At the beginning, he packaged the experimental data together with the mother body and sent it to Sling purely for the purpose of extending the research. He never thought that he would receive a childish retaliation from the other party today.

The blue eyes of the machine flickered, and Emerson manipulated a bit, projecting the image of the data in the air, and commented mockingly: "That idiot extracted a part similar to 'Fat' from the genes of the fourth generation, and then put it Transformed into a 'pseudo-Fat' virus - oh well, he called that virus an evolutionary factor - this factor has a very high genetic compatibility with human beings, that is to say, it is highly infectious and can Develop the infected organism in the direction it expects: In order to temper the body, the metabolism of the infected person is accelerated, creating an insatiable hunger, and they will start to devour the surrounding organisms, not only to satisfy their appetites, but also to extract each other's Genes, and then constantly reorganize your body—oh, he called this 'evolution'?" Emerson laughed: "I admit that the follower does have some talent, and it is indeed a miracle to embed evolutionary factors into human genes Pen... But the large-scale virus infection that targets humans, is this the 'optimal acquired evolution' he insists on? The idiot has reached a certain level. That idiot still divides the zombies into levels, from level E to level A? And the demon god ? Has April Fool’s Day passed?”

Lazy eyes flickered past the projection, and the blood-red eyes were filled with indifference to all of this.Emerson stared at such laziness, and said with some maliciousness: "The father and the third generation were captured, but the fourth generation is quite capable, isn't it? I am very interested in the 'fifth element' he made. With such an excellent catalyst, maybe there will be a breakthrough in that experiment.”

"In this way," Emerson stared at the darkness, his voice cold as if sarcasm: "You can be with your most beloved father forever. Take your father with you when you are alive, and take your father with you when you die. Also dragged on father, this is your so-called forever... Hehehehehe, it's so funny, what kind of monsters did I make, incest and immorality coexist, so twisted, so sinful, so Powerful and perfect..."

"...I will bring greed to you."

For the first time, the darkness made a sound, indifferent and cold, as if it was talking about something that couldn't be more trivial.Emerson suddenly realized something, and could clearly see the brain in the glass case trembling violently, the blue light of the mechanical eyes flickering and dimming, dimming and brightening again.

"...Aha~" The mechanically synthesized voice dutifully simulated Emerson's trembling emotions: "So that's it, that's it...I said, what's wrong? You look like this...ha...hahahahahaha—— —” The machine let out a piercing laugh, and Emerson suddenly raised his head and looked into the distant void: “Slin, it seems that I won again this time—I thought this was another battle between you and me Game, to see who insists on the correct way of evolution, your 'nurture', or my 'nature' - yes, this should be a war, we are playing a game of chess, but you will never Thinking about it, you have already lost before playing chess... No, no, we all lost, because—”

Emerson's voice stopped abruptly, the blue light of the mechanical eyes suddenly went out, and the entire mechanical figure was suspended in the nutrient solution as if broken, motionless.

The black-haired young man got up and walked out, his movements were slow but with a kind of wanton elegance, the footsteps resounding in the darkness were extremely regular, as if measured by a machine, accurate to every second.Laziness came to the door, and the magnetic door slid open spontaneously, and there was also darkness outside the door: Zhengtai buried his face on his rabbit, revealing only a pair of golden animal eyes shining; the deacon stood aside respectfully, leaning on his right hand On the chest, the white gloves are in stark contrast to the black tuxedo; the gray-haired boy put his hands in his trouser pockets, with a pair of dimples on his face, smiling innocently.

The devil turned his head slightly to the direction of Emerson, with a low voice:

"Yes, it's a war."

***

Before waking up, Nie Bogu felt an extremely uncomfortable sight, which was quite familiar to him, because when he was in the seventh district, people in the previous districts all used this kind of sight. He looked at him like a pest that couldn't be removed.

Nie Bogu opened his eyes, and then saw the owner of that gaze.It was a very beautiful woman, whose appearance unexpectedly made Nie Bogu feel familiar, but no matter how he recalled, he couldn't think of where he had seen that short black hair, and those blue eyes full of hatred. Eyeballs——Nie Bogu even felt that in her eyes, he was like a rotting corpse full of maggots.

Nie Bogu just watched the woman come over with strong disgust, stood in front of him, and looked down condescendingly.

"I'm Lanna."

The blue eyes were full of black emotions, and the woman who called herself Lanna said every word, her voice seemed to be squeezed out.

"Let's do it."