Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Creation of God
Hugo is still immersed in the illusory world of his mind, and at this moment he is still facing Xiaobai's memory.
When Yuan Jing said that the next test was about to be conducted, every child present had a frightened expression on their faces.
These children have a mind that is completely incompatible with their age and appearance, and these children have long been unable to speak the same language as their peers, and their thinking and comprehension skills are even higher than those of many older teenagers. In particular, they are still living in this extremely dangerous environment, and they are extremely defensive and vigilant about anything, so that these have catalyzed their growth process more quickly.
When they saw Yuan Jing finish speaking with a smile on her face, everyone's hearts were cold and horrified, who knew that no one would be able to survive after this experiment.
Yuan Jing's gaze swept over the faces of all the children one by one, as if a sharp blade wanted to penetrate the hearts of each child and get a glimpse of the truest thoughts in their hearts.
But these thoughts didn't matter to her.
Yuan Jing said: "Now please follow me in front of the test site." Then he turned and left.
The children in the room glanced at each other, and then silently followed behind Yuan Jing, naturally forming a column.
Sayuri swallowed a mouthful of saliva, her slender legs began to tremble slightly, and Thirteen gently shook Sayuri's palm, and a faint warmth hit Sayuri's heart.
"With me, don't be afraid. Thirteen muttered. Sayuri nodded, calming down a bit as before, and followed Thirteen out of the room.
Hugo's eyes were unreal, and the next moment Hugo was in another spacious room. Hugo didn't know how many of these huge rooms existed in the institute, which was comparable to a huge mysterious anthill.
On both sides of the room is a piece of machinery, each of which can tolerate standing and lying on its side, and its structure is like a sleeping compartment for air transport soldiers, and the top of each machine has a half-exposed helmet, the helmet is painted with white and red stripes, and the overall design is very technological and fashionable, and it looks like a virtual game helmet launched by major game manufacturers at the same time. However, the dense network of pipes connected to the helmet shows that this is definitely not a simple gaming helmet.
The children brought by Yuan Jing had already entered the semi-exposed cabin with the "help" of many staff, with no safety locks around their bodies, and the helmets were placed on the top of each child's head.
Yuan Jing stood in the center of the room, looking at the data of the PMT in his hand, grasping the overall dynamic progress of current affairs, and after all the preparations were completely ready, and all the children entered the cabin, Yuan Jing waved his hand.
As if hearing the whistle of the Mountain King, all the staff packed up their tools or supplies and left the room one after another, and after a while, only Yuan Jing and the children who were bound in the equipment cabin were left in the room.
Yuan Jing looked around at everyone with a solemn light, and under the helmet was a pair of eyes full of cowardice, at this moment their lives were no longer in their own hands, their lives were already like chips on the gambling table, sitting on one side of the gambling table was Yuan Jing, and on the other side was the god of death.
No matter how resentful and afraid of Yuan Jing were in the hearts of these children, no one wanted Yuan Jing to lose this gamble right now.
Yuan Jing put down the PMT in his hand, and the projection disappeared. The lights in the room were not bright, except for a shadowless lamp with a high wattage above Yuan Jing's head, the rest of the surroundings were dark, Hugo did not find a window in this room, I don't know if this is a basement.
"I understand your feelings. Yuan Jing's voice broke the suffocating silence, and all the children's eyes couldn't help but focus on Yuan Jing's body.
Yuan Jing took two steps forward, and the strong light of the shadowless lamp made it impossible to have a shadow under his body, which made Hugo think that ghosts and demons were all legends without shadows.
"It's not easy for us to get to where we are today, and even more so for you. Yuan Jing's tone was obviously completely separating the staff from the children. It is true that how can the experimenter be compared with the experimented.
"Your purpose is to live, but our purpose is to exchange for a great future. Of course, there is no distinction between high and low ideals, and I don't mean to belittle you by saying this. Yuan Jing said quietly, her monologue at the moment seemed to be praying to God in another way before this experiment.
"In that case, why don't you experiment on yourself?" a cold, childish voice sounded, and the children's eyes turned to the person who spoke in the darkness. Without seeing the face, everyone knew who the speaker was, and only one of these children dared to talk to Yuan Jing like this.
Thirteen!
Sayuri glanced at Thirteen worriedly, and had an indescribable fear of Yuan Jing, a woman Sayuri, a feeling that could not be felt in people like Granny Lang.
Yuan Jing turned sideways slightly, looking at Thirteen, whose body was stuck in the device, and the large-sized voyeur on top of his head looked a little funny and weird.
Yuan Jing silently walked in front of Thirteen, and the children's eyes followed Yuan Jing's footsteps towards Thirteen's location.
There was no sympathy in their eyes, but more cruelty and expectation.
Yuan Jing stood in front of Thirteen, reaching out and slicing across Thirteen's moist and resolute cheeks, Thirteen looked at Yuan Jing coldly, without a trace of fear on his face.
"You're angry?" asked Yuan Jing in a low voice.
Thirteen shook his head and said, "I'm furious!"
Yuan Jing nodded and said, "I can understand that if I think about it, I will feel the same anger." But you can't understand our feelings. ”
Yuan Jing withdrew her palm and raised her head, the upper half of her cheeks had sunk into darkness, making it impossible to see her eyes.
"We've been trying to change the future, we're discovering the future, but the future doesn't belong to us. It can be said that the predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade. You have taken great risks, but you will also benefit greatly. Remember what I've been saying: The future is yours. ”
Thirteen looked at Yuan Jing coldly, not reacting to what Yuan Jing said.
Yuan Jing said to Thirteen, "Calm down, we're about to start." ”
Thirteen suddenly interjected, "What exactly is your purpose?"
Yuan Jing had already turned around and walked out towards the light in the center of the room, leaving only two faint words.
"Creation. ”