Artificial Wizard Growth Log

If there were people from the Capital National Defense Military University here at this moment, they would be amazed at the incomparable similarity between the gray-haired youth and the new transfer student from their school.

The same delicacy, the same beauty, the same unpopularity.

However, compared to Xia Zuo's sense of disobedience and coldness that is incompatible with other people, the gray-haired youth feels closer to tyranny, with killing intent surging all the time, like a wild and unruly beast.

He looks a few years older than Xia Zuo. Of course, this difference may be because Xia Zuo looks much younger than him. His gray hair is not as long as Xia Zuo's, but is shaved very short. The root sticks out like a needle tip, as do the eyebrows and eyes, straight as a long sword drawn out of its sheath.

It's just a slight difference in temperament, and the visual impressions left by the two androids are already very different.

It even made people ignore their incomparably similar looks.

Similarity is certain.

Although the details of the genes have been modified, Xia Zuo and Xia You are the first batch of finished products of the artificial guide project. Their genes are taken from the same person. Regardless of the ethics and morals of human society, the relationship between them is more than that of brothers. Father and son, lover, friend are closer.

Xia You stretched out his hand and touched Dr. Hopkins' forehead with his fingertips.

The mental power gushed out in an instant, and invaded Dr. Hopkins' portable intelligence along the ubiquitous pseudo-spiritual rays, and grabbed the letter sent to the doctor by the head of the infirmary.

A bunch of garbled characters flickered on the doctor's light screen, but the thin man was neither surprised nor worried. Instead of trembling like he did in front of the Zerg, he smiled distortedly.

"You really care about xd1009." He said hoarsely.

Xia You has already deleted the email about Xia Zuo from Dr. Hopkins' portable smart phone - of course he secretly backed up a copy for himself - and was about to check the email in the direction it was sent, when he heard this sentence, suddenly Stop the action.

"Old man, what are you talking about! Ah!" Xia You's tone was very disdainful, "I care about that failure?"

"I always feel," said Dr. Hopkins in an aged, sighing tone, "that xd1009, as a failure, has survived until now, thanks to you."

"Huh? Me?"

The uncle-like Xia You expressed his contempt with two words.

"Don't compare me who is a successful product with him who is a failed product. Such a weak existence is simply a stain on the same genes as me, so don't let me hear his name in the future."

"Is it?"

"Could it be that you want me to say it a second time!"

The collar that had just been loosened not long ago was lifted by Xia You again. The man-made man ignored this man as his creator and threatened with a vicious voice.

The corners of the android guide's eyes were a little red.

All the machines in the laboratory that could be connected to the network made the sound of electric overload, and the lights above the head went out with a snap, and the dark room was only occasionally illuminated by the current that was not surging.

Xia You's green eyes were shining brightly, staring at Dr. Hopkins firmly, his hand holding the man's collar was trembling, as if he was fighting against something with great perseverance.

Sirens echoed in the institute, and researchers outside the lab yelled.

"xd1001! xd1001! Where are people?!"

"Xd1001's mania has relapsed. Where's the calm injection gun? Where's the security guard?"

"What about the bugs that said they were going to fight? They disappeared when they were needed?!"

"He's in the doctor's lab!"

The people in the laboratory were opened with a bang, and a group of people squeezed in, many of them pointed at Xia You with injection guns in their hands.

"xd1001! Calm down! Calm down!"

The face of Dr. Hopkins, who was clutched by the collar, had turned red and liver-colored, and it seemed that he might die from lack of oxygen in the next second. The researchers shot skillfully and then rushed forward, falling into the dizzy state of drug effects. Xia You jumped below.

It took a while to recover from the brink of death. Dr. Hopkins panted and adjusted his clothes. It seemed that he would explode in a second, and even the people who attacked Xia You were silent.

"Hehe, hehehehehe..." He smiled sullenly, squatting down and lifting Xia You's chin.

The young android had to fight against his rage and the dizziness that flooded his brain, so he had only a little strength to grit his teeth and avoid his hand.

Dr. Hopkins didn't care about his resistance, "Why don't you believe it? I'm your father. We have the love that only family members can have. Why do you always think I'll do something to xd1009?"

Xia You growled: "I will kill you!"

"Sure enough, only xd1009 is your reverse scale..." Dr. Hopkins smiled, and ordered the researchers beside him, "Give another injection to xd1001 and send him to the confinement room."

"Yes!"

The turmoil quickly calmed down, and the Institute would come here every few days, so despite the panic, other work was still proceeding in an orderly manner.

Dr. Hopkins stood in the messy laboratory and thought for a moment before sending out a communication.

The call video was connected after a while. The person in charge on the opposite side of the video was sweating profusely. Behind the person in charge, Xia Zuo was anesthetized and lying face down on the operating bed. The skin on the back of his neck had been cut. Open to expose the lower cervical spine.

Without waiting for Dr. Hopkins to speak, the person in charge said in a broken voice, "Mentor, the terminal cannot connect to the nerve center of xd1009, and there is a rejection reaction!"

"Rejection?... It shouldn't be, he hasn't awakened." The doctor, who is familiar with the physical conditions of the test subjects, even the failed test subjects, couldn't help but think about it. Some researchers who were still in the room even heard about xd1009 He also subconsciously stopped his hand movements and calculated various plans in his mind.

After a while, Dr. Hopkins came back to his senses, and said to the person in charge on the opposite side of the video: "No matter what, you can change a neural connection terminal to xd1009"

"Change, change one?"

"Change the operator to a third-generation terminal."

"Three generations of manipulators...but... illegal..."

"It's also against the law to possess three generations of a manipulator, my good student, I know you have this."

"But... what do you want xd1009 to do? A failure is not worth spending three generations of a manipulator..."

"Don't worry, the original price will be returned to you"

"Yes, yes," the person in charge said hesitantly, trembling involuntarily when he met Dr. Hopkins' condensed gaze, and immediately sped up his speech, "I'll prepare right away!"

The communication video was directly shut down by Dr. Hopkins in the next second, and all the researchers withdrew from the laboratory, not daring to touch him.

Hahaha.

Dr. Hopkins laughed silently in the laboratory where he was alone.

That's right, that's how it should be.

Father's love is strict love, how can these naughty children be made talents if they are not treated strictly?

Whether it is xd1001 or xd1009, it is the same!

Operations in the infirmary were barely progressing.

Because of this reason, when Pang Kyushu walked into the classroom with the bell ringing in the morning, he didn't see Xia Zuo who had already firmly occupied the first seat in the first row when he glanced over.

The young sentinel said that he was very uncomfortable with this, so that after one class, he had already sorted out one, two, three, four reasons for the boy's absence from class in his mind, each of which made him a little irritable.

In class, Hurt snatched every opportunity to answer questions and sent provocations frequently, but this time he completely ignored him.

After class, he rushed out of the classroom and ran towards the dormitory shared by him and Xia Zuo. When he reached the door of the dormitory and opened the door, he couldn't help but stop.

Speaking of which...what on earth is he so concerned about the little boy.

Make it look like they have a good relationship.

However, the concern of competitors like those in the comics is also very passionate.

Giving himself a reason of [-] out of [-], the sentinel reached for the doorknob.

A faint light flashed on the doorknob, and the fingerprint was successfully detected to confirm the identity, and the door lock was unlocked. Pang Jiuzhou, who returned to his dormitory for the second time after school, hesitated and opened the door.

The dormitory was empty.

Pang Jiuzhou stood at the door, and crossed out the first possibility listed in his mind - the little boy was sick and didn't wake up - he looked left and right at the strange dormitory, which obviously didn't change much, and didn't go in after all.

He took a step back and closed the door.

Where did that little boy go?

Could it be that he was blocked on the road?

Almost instinctively, mental power poured into each sensory organ, stood at the door to distinguish, and Pang Jiuzhou started his search, looking for the residual smell and almost impossible to find footprints.

Just like hundreds of years ago, the Sentinels in the savage period hunted down their guides.

He chased to the infirmary.

Standing in front of the infirmary door and thinking for a moment, he tidied up his clothes and walked to the front desk.

The guide lady at the front desk with a few light screens floating in front of her heard someone knocking on the table, and when she raised her head, her eyes were full of the handsome face of a certain young sentinel.

Pang Jiuzhou, who didn't feel that there was anything wrong with using the beauty trap at all, smiled and asked, "I'm sorry, my roommate is hospitalized, can I ask which ward he is in?"

"Okay, okay, of course," the lady guide at the front desk had two blushes on her cheeks. She knew the sentinel in front of her and knew that he was one of the best potential stocks in the school. She adjusted her expression so that She seemed not so coveted, and she completely forgot about the work rules, she said, "Please report your roommate's student ID."

Pang Kyushu: "..."

How does he know this kind of thing... Wait, he seems to really know.

The little boy reported to Mr. An once.

But when did he write it down?

He took a few deep breaths, suppressed his temper, and reported the long series of numbers.

The guide at the front desk quickly took notes, and after a while raised his head and showed a shy smile.

"He is in the third operating room on the seventh floor. He is undergoing surgery. There is still some time before the end. If you want, you can wait here... If you feel bored, I can chat with you and do a... temporarily Link to what?"

The guide lady was saying let's have a blast, so blatantly that made the corners of Pang Jiuzhou's mouth twitch.

"Ah sorry," he said as if he meant it, "I'm worried about my roommate, so I'll wait outside the operating room."

"Hey……"

He disappeared at the elevator entrance without waiting for the front desk leader to ask him to stay.

While entering the elevator, he also wrote down the map of the infirmary outside.

The seventh floor, the third operating room.

Wait, this location doesn't seem to be a normal operating room, does it?

Doubts gradually arose in his heart. Seeing the tightly closed door of the operating room, he lingered for a few minutes before resolutely walking into the monitoring room on the side.

In order to prevent the sentinel doctor from being disturbed by the outside world during the operation, the operating rooms of all hospitals are soundproof and quiet rooms. Only the small monitoring room specially set up next to the operating room to prevent accidents can hear the sound in the operating room through two-wire electromagnetic transmission. .

The sentinel, whose latent score was only one level lower than Xia Zuo's, sneaked into the monitoring room, and the first sentence he heard with his amplified hearing was——

——Three generations of manipulators?