16 years

Joe Eden's communicator dinged softly.

The research institute who was reporting across the desk subconsciously stopped his voice, lowered his head quietly, and waited for Joe Eden to deal with his work first.

Joe Eden lazily put down the teacup in his hand, flicked the communicator casually, and found that the source of the new message was an unfamiliar number that he had forgotten for a long time.

【Danger. 】

Joe Eden frowned slightly and thought for a while, before finally digging out the source of this strange signal from the depths of his memory.He raised his eyebrows with interest, took off the communicator and threw it on the table.

"Slower than I thought." He whispered, "But why so fast."

His two sentences were contradictory at first glance. The researcher was afraid of his moody temper, so he didn't dare to ask, but only glanced at his expression carefully.

"An uninvited guest has come." Joe Eden sighed regretfully, and said, "Although it is very sad, we have to prepare to say goodbye to this place."

"Are you going to leave the research institute?" The researcher was stunned, a little embarrassed: "But Eve's blocker can't—"

"Yes," said Jo Eden, with a faint sigh, "it hurts my heart to think of being separated from Eve."

Exaggerated regretful pain appeared on his face, his tone was melodious and gentle, he sang and sighed three times, as if he was performing an opera.

The researcher's heart trembled slightly, and he really couldn't see where he felt "distressed".

"Pass on the news of the evacuation." Joe Eden said, "Evacuate in batches according to the previous plan, and those 'experiments' later will also be disposed of according to the previous arrangement."

Although Joe Eden was perverse, he was not a fool. The institute had already prepared a wartime evacuation plan at the beginning of its establishment.In order to prevent the experimental data from falling into the hands of others, they need to destroy the samples at the beginning of the change, take away the core files, and then evacuate in batches.

It will take about twenty hours to prepare for this time, but Joe Eden is not in a hurry - the place where the gangster is located is some distance away from them, so he still has enough time to have a refreshment before evacuating.

He paused as he spoke, reached out and pressed the intercom.

Soon, the door of the office was opened from the outside, and a fully armed mercenary walked in and called out to the boss.

"Leave a present for a new friend," said Joe Eden. "As for where to leave it, it depends on your experience."

"Yes." The mercenary said, "Then please get on the helicopter."

"No." Joe Eden shook his finger, put his fingertips on his lips, and smiled softly at the other party: "I want to see Eve first."

The silver fish was just picked up last night, and the petri dish was halfway in operation, and the first batch of blockers hadn't been released yet.

Irene's condition is very bad, the fog film on her pupils is deep and thick, covering almost all the dark green color.The straitjacket was deformed by her, and the buckles on it collided frequently, making creaking noises.

The researchers guarding Irene in the basement stared at the data floating on the screen panel, and couldn't help but look at Irene through the glass window.

——They all know how powerful Irene's lethality is. Although the glass and the straitjacket block the opponent's rage, once she riots, everything here may not be able to completely control her.

When Joe Eden approached, the researcher stopped him tremblingly and explained the danger to him, but Joe Eden turned a deaf ear and pushed their hands away with a smile.

"It's different." Joe Eden pointed to the researcher, then pointed to himself, and said with a smile, "You are Eve's enemy, and I am Eve herself."

He said that regardless of the obstruction of others, he stubbornly swiped the iris scan and walked to the "prison" where Irene was held.

Eileen seemed to smell him, and quickly turned her head, "looking" in his direction.

Joe Eden walked up to her without haste, and stroked her hair lightly.

The humanoid weapon that was shunned by others was like a docile doll beside him. Irene raised her head, opened her mouth vaguely, and let out a distressed whine from her throat.

Joe Eden looked at her blankly for a moment, then bent down, and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

"Many times I wonder what our ideal country is like." Joe Eden said in a low voice: "Driven by God, all bodies are hopeless vanity."

Irene couldn't understand his words. She tugged on the straitjacket anxiously and frantically, but for some reason, she didn't dare to hurt Joe Eden, so she could only rub her face against Joe Eden's palm in distress.

"Abandon life and death, abandon the secular world, and break society." Joe Eden's voice was indeterminate: "Everything returns to its true nature, and life can be eternally continued."

When he said this, he didn't have the usual frivolous smile on his face. He looked at Irene fixedly, but showed a bit of paranoid firmness from the bottom of his bones.

He seemed to be talking to Irene, but his tone was very light, as if he just wanted to talk to himself.

"We are with God and will be beyond God."

Irene opened her eyes wide in a daze, her eyes had no focal length, and there was only an instinct that was no different from that of a wild beast.

Joe Eden looked at her for a moment, then suddenly covered her eyes with his hand.

He seemed to want to say something more, but before he could speak, he suddenly felt a violent tremor on the ground under his feet, and the siren sounded in the research institute.

Joe Eden's face changed, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at the camera in the corner of the room.

The tremor did not stop, and Joe Eden staggered a step on the spot. Before he could get angry, he saw a mercenary rushing from the other end of the corridor.

"Boss." The other party reported concisely: "The other party is here."

"Who?" Joe Eden was shocked and furious: "How could it be so fast!"

The mercenary didn't speak, and handed him a working tablet.

There are several surveillance cameras lined up on the screen. In the middle frame, a group of stealth vehicles has driven to the edge of the woods. The high-definition camera captures the scene inside the head car through the side glass under night vision. Joe Aiden zoomed in on the screen and saw a familiar face from inside.

He knew the man, Joe Eden thought.

With an oriental face, the corners of his lips are tense, and he always looks unhurried, as if everything is planned and calculated.

It's him again, Joe Eden thought.

Except for the spare machine for He Laosan, the communicators of all the mercenaries around Joe Eden have the function of automatic information transmission.Photos, videos, and audio files captured by specific keywords—as long as the mercenaries move their fingers casually, Joe Eden can know what temporary situation they encountered from thousands of miles away.

So counting today, Joe Eden has met Fu Yan three times.

The first time was in Shao Xuefan’s little red building, when his killer failed; the second time was in the moss cultivation base, where his mercenaries completely lost contact after confronting the opponent head-on; the third time is now——

It was him again, it was him again, Joe Eden suddenly felt an inexplicable anger and anxiety in his heart, he threw the tablet on the ground, and the fragile electronic products were instantly torn apart, and the fragments were scattered everywhere.

Who the hell is he, Joe Eden thought: why is he always one step ahead of me.

For a moment, he even maliciously guessed that this mysterious oriental man might be the "Son of God" sent by God to stop him.

Just like the Tower of Babel, God does not allow anyone to challenge his authority, so the oracle will be sent down at a specific point in time to hinder the evolution of mankind.

Before today, Joe Eden never regarded this oriental man as an opponent—after all, his future is too absurd, and all the stupid and old-fashioned human beings in the world disagree with his attitude. There are so "some" opponents, it is very normal thing.

Fu Yan blocked him twice before by accident, and Joe Eden didn't think it was a big deal. Instead, he was quite interested in him and thought he was a rare smart person.

But now, at this very moment, he suddenly felt a strong sense of opposition—if Fu Yan is the incarnation of God, then they are immortal enemies.

Joe Eden didn't care about losing, but about being thwarted in front of his opponent, gritted his teeth, and took a dark turn in circles.

Seeing this, the mercenary took a step forward, urging him urgently: "Boss, evacuate from the backup port now."

The corners of Joe Eden's jaw bulged in a slight arc, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and he took a deep breath.

The "evacuation" that Joe Eden envisioned before was leisurely and leisurely. After watching the other party fall into the "trap" he prepared, he waved his hands recklessly and left in the most high-profile way, instead of like a bereaved dog as he is now. They were also driven away from the base area.

But in any case, this seemed to be the only way. Joe Eden stared at the debris under his feet bitterly, with a distorted desire to fight in his heart.

"It's okay." He was extremely angry, but he calmed down, with a startling smile on his face: "God of Hope, we will meet again."

The trembling of the ground became more and more severe, and Joe Eden didn't want to find out where the other party appeared from. For him, it is the best choice to stop the loss and leave immediately.

Fortunately, he had already made the decision to abandon this research institute, so there was nothing here except the research materials related to "Eve".

The "Road to Heaven" he relied on was properly placed in another place by him, quietly serving as his last trump card.

The researcher obviously noticed something in just a few words, he was shocked, and for a moment he didn't care about fear, he grabbed Joe Aiden's trousers regardless, begging him to take him away with him.

No one knows better than them that there is no escape route for researchers in an emergency evacuation. The enemy is already approaching the city, and they have no time to leave slowly.

"Go away."

Joe Eden raised his foot to kick the researcher away. He followed the mercenaries to the underground passage for a few steps, but he remembered something, turned back in a hurry, and opened the straitjacket on Irene with a fingerprint lock.