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The professor looked at me and said, "What do you want? There is no problem with the process of extracting your eggs, but we found out after fertilizing the eggs." The rate of cell aging is so fast that we have tried to rescue the fetus, but it only makes the fetus malformed. There should be no chance for humanity in reproductive science, but we have one last solution here. ”

"What's the solution?" I asked, taking a sip of my coffee.

"That's why I asked you to come here, to show you the test subject number one we just discovered. The professor said.

"Subject?1?" I muttered as I followed the professor towards the inside of the prison.

"We were shocked when we found him, but he was humanity's last hope. The professor said as he walked.

I nodded, I wanted to take a look at it since it was humanity's last hope.

Could it be that she is an androgynous intersex person?

"Xiao Wei, do you think a normal person can escape from this prison?" the professor said.

I looked around and said, "It's zero, how else can I escape from prison here?"

"No, no, no, someone crossed it twice. The professor said.

"Twice, can't it?" I asked curiously.

"Twice, and it worked. This was the second time he had escaped from prison, and he was taken back to a separate room. The professor said.

Along the way, the outermost prisoners were locked up in separate rooms in black and white stripes.

A little inside passed a door, and the prisoners' clothes turned orange.

After another door, there were only a dozen people on this floor.

It's all blood-red.

I asked the professor, "The color of the uniform indicates the severity of the prisoner, right?"

"You're very observant, but I've heard that this red dress was white at first. They fight, they maim themselves. Soon the clothes could no longer be washed, and then they simply slowly evolved into red. The professor said.

I nodded.

The last door opened.

White corridors.

The walls of the room are all made of glass.

A man is doing push-ups in a small room in the very center.

There is no privacy at all in his every move.

I patted the glass wall and said, "Why glass?"

"Don't underestimate these glasses, it's super tempered glass. This is what the glass cover of the president's speech is made of, and even the most powerful laser can't penetrate it. The professor said.

"So the innermost one is our test subject, but how do you think it's just an ordinary person?" I said.

"I'll tell you about him, the first time I caught him. He was stealing a car, and the conviction was light. Dressed only in black and white clothes and locked up in the outer layer, but the next week he escaped from prison. The professor said.

"Jailbreak? I asked curiously.

"Killed three policemen in one go and ran out of the main entrance. The professor said.

"Didn't anyone shoot?" I asked curiously.

"That night, plus fog. The professor said.

"Aren't all guns thermal?" I asked, confused.

"That's where he excels, he puts a blanket in the sink of the toilet beforehand. Then he put it on and left, and the cold, watery blanket sucked the heat out of his body. In the fog, it vanished without a trace. The professor said.

"And you're caught again?" I said.

"Well, the second time he caught him, he was killing. Directly locked up in the second level of the orange cell. A closer look revealed that he had killed eight people when he was first imprisoned, and a total of thirteen people in the month he had escaped. The professor said.

"Oh my God, thirteen people?" I said in surprise.

Murder is now a felony among felonies, but because humans are no longer able to have children. The relative death penalty was abolished because humans could no longer die casually.

"And what about later? He must have escaped from prison once, right?" I asked.

"Yes, his second escape from prison can be said to have shocked the entire prison. The professor said.

"How did he escape from prison the second time?" I said, surprised.

Within a month, he started civil unrest in the prison. Taking advantage of the chaos, he killed the prison guards who were guarding him and hid them in the closet. Then disguised as a prison guard, he walked out of the gate generously. The professor said.

"It can't happen, right? It's so bizarre. I said.

"So this time he was held in solitary confinement, of course, when asked if he had any accomplices. He replied yes, but the prisoners who knew him in the prison said he was a lone ranger. The professor said again.

"I'm not going to admit to being an accomplice with him?" I said.

"At first everyone thought what they wanted, but when he began to report the names of his accomplices. The last one to report was actually the prison guard he killed. And the names reported before were also the people he killed. The professor said.

"What and what is this?" I couldn't figure out at all.

Later, the prison called in a psychiatrist, who told him that he had an accomplice. Because he does have sixteen personalities in his brain, and these sixteen personalities are all his associates. The professor said.

"Oh my God. "I couldn't believe it.

"We need him now to save humanity from extinction. The professor said.

"He—why him?" I asked, puzzled.

In the innermost room, I stood with the professor.

In front of him is the prisoner who killed fifteen people, and he is also the prisoner with these sixteen personalities.

He was calm and looked at me and the professor.

I think he knows that as long as this glass door doesn't open, he can't hurt us.

The professor said to the prison guards beside him, "Anesthetize him, we brought a warrant." ”

The guards opened the floodgates, and green gas sprayed into the prisoner's room.

The prisoner covered his nose and dodged, and even picked up a glass of water on the table to soak the quilt to cover his mouth and nose.

It was then attached to the ground in order to minimize the inhalation of these gases.

I watched his movements, thinking about what the professor and I had described before.

Sure enough, it's too dangerous.

He looked at the prisoner until he fainted on the floor.

The professor pointed at me and said, "Go in and carry him, and we'll go back to the lab." ”

"This?professor. Is it safe?" I asked, panicking.

The prison guard said on the side: "Elephants have to sleep for a day and a night when they smell it, and people are paralyzed when they smell it." It's impossible to move in three days, don't worry. If you don't worry, I'm injecting him with a diazepam. ”

I immediately nodded my head.

The guard opened the door and took out the needle.

As soon as he was about to bend down to inject the prisoner, the prisoner covered the guard with a quilt with his backhand.

Then, before everyone could react, he twisted the neck of the prison guard.

Almost instantly, I pressed the switch that had just been opened by the guard.

He banged hard, hoping the door would close sooner.

But the prisoner pounced on me and grabbed me by the neck.

The other guards reacted and raised their guns, and the prisoner immediately raised me in front of him.

I saw the syringe on the prisoner's leg, halfway through.

I immediately squeezed the syringe in.

In an instant, the prisoner collapsed.

I looked at the prisoner and lost my mind.

The professor hid behind the prison guard and said, "Okay, Xiaowei. Took him away. ”

I shook my head helplessly, calmed myself down, and picked him up.

Carried him, according to what the professor said.

A week later, inside the underground laboratory in State B.

I received an invitation from my professor to participate in the final step of the experiment.

The same ultra-tempered glass as the prison.

The prisoner was enclosed in a small circular vessel.

The hands and feet have been amputated, and only the neck is left in the area where it can be moved.

I looked at the professor and said, "Why is that?"

"The limb was cut off so that he had less room to move, which would reduce physical exertion. Let the organs age more slowly, so that we can complete the Deep Blue Project. The professor said.

"Project Deep Blue?" I said.

"We don't have the technology to immortalize the world, but we still have the technology to make a person immortal. The professor said.

"You mean to give him eternal life?" I said, pointing to the prisoner.

"Yes, the second step of Project Deep Blue is to simulate a human world and a nuclear bomb button with a computer. Then bring VR equipment to the prisoner, so that at least one personality of the prisoner is 100% convinced that the button has really been pressed. The professor said.

I thought about the professor's logic and let him kill the whole world in his mind.

Then he has the personality of the whole world.

"But can he have so many personalities?" I said.

Everyone present looked at me in amazement.

"We don't know if we can succeed, but the potential of the human brain is limitless. The professor said.

"This is the last hope of mankind, but can the infinite personality in one's mind be regarded as a continuation of humanity?" I said.

"Scientifically, because he's human. The person in his head is, of course, also human, and the start button of this program is now in front of us. Originally, the president came to press it, and of course he did not support this plan but did not oppose it. So we can only choose to let one person press it for him, and I will leave this opportunity to you now. The professor said.

"Why me?" I said.

"For no deception of the guilty is more real than the real destruction of all mankind. And this sin that kills all mankind is the only one that you can bear. The professor said, grabbed my hand and placed it on top of the button.

Press down gently...

Then the explosions continued to be heard from above.

"Is this a real nuclear bomb button?" I said.

But the people around him have already started to commit suicide one by one.

Wait a minute.

Let at least one of the prisoner's personalities think that he has destroyed the whole world.

Let at least one of the prisoner's personalities think that he has destroyed the whole world.

Let at least one of the prisoner's personalities think that he has destroyed the whole world.

I closed my eyes, and my mind was churning.

I opened my eyes again.

I soaked in a blue petri dish and had all my limbs amputated.

In front of me was the laboratory, already covered with dust.

There are still a few skeletons in front of me, and I don't know how long they have been dead.

This dream seems to be coming to an end again, who will give the first perspective this time? It seems that everyone has been more than once, is it really hard to choose?

Music sounded faintly in my ears again.

"Someone is looking for deserted in the subway station

Someone is advancing on the sidewalk in fate

Someone is cooking in the middle of the kitchen

Someone was arguing and swearing on the edge of the bedroom

What is the difference between looking at others and looking at yourself

Sometimes it doesn't hurt heartbreaking

Maybe these people have different processes and the same goals

Maybe we're in the middle of it ... ”