Eighteenth floor, temporary nursery.

This is the third month after Yun Mo was born.

In a small pure white crib, Yun Mo stretched out his fleshy hands to the female researcher named Julie in front of him, condensed his dark eyes, and gave silent orders with an expressionless face.

Female researcher Julie has long curly brown hair, half of her face is covered by a large mask, how can she not see clearly, and even the miserable white one still looks a little? Person. But the vicissitudes of life in those gray eyes and the more crow's feet at the corners of the eyes inadvertently exposed the fact that she was no longer young.

She walked to the bed with her large, thin gloved hands holding the baby's back very lightly, allowing the baby to sit comfortably on the soft pillow on the edge of the bed.

After fixing the soft body, Yun Mo naturally raised his head, and his deep black pupils, which were extremely spiritual, looked at her faintly.

Julie shuddered slightly, then took out three 500ml bottles of T virus liquid from the storage box on the side, carefully unscrewed them and placed them next to the baby, and the next moment quickly escaped from the baby, as if chasing an evil spirit behind him.

I saw the baby stretch out his immature arms, as if he was laboriously picking up a bottle, his arms kept rising, and when the whole bottle of thick T virus liquid was raised to a satisfactory height, he poured it down all over his body.

The dark green liquid poured out of the bottle, but it was absorbed without leaking a drop the moment it touched the baby's body. It's like encountering a large piece of dry sponge, and not a single drop can escape its swallowing range.

Through the thick tempered glass shield, those researchers who were outside wrote down the information that they did not know had been overlapped and rewritten thousands of times in the past month, and they did not know how many times they had repeated the phenomenon - the brain and physical development of infants were more prominent and rapid than their peers; The baby's "appetite" for T-virus fluid has increased again; Babies do not refuse food other than the T-virus; Babies maintain the sanity and part of the physiological phenomena that humans should have......

Ignoring any situation in the outside world, Yun Mo closed his eyes comfortably after sucking the T-virus liquid.

Now, as she gets used to her new body, she can even feel the energy flowing slowly through her body after absorbing the virus......

Due to her large demand for T-virus liquid, the senior management of the Andros company decisively canceled the previous plan of "claiming that the baby is dead, introducing scapegoats, and compensating for arms" after repeated considerations.

Instead, he announced the survival of the final biological and chemical weapons in a high-profile manner and demanded the closure of the major bases in the rest of the region, so that the various forces could concentrate on the virus liquid to cultivate babies!

The opposition from the participating countries grew louder, but in the end, I don't know what happened, and the countries were once again forced to compromise.

As a result, all biochemical laboratories around the world began to be closed, evacuated, and even destroyed, and once again concentrated on the development of the base camp of Andros in country M.

Yun Mo's small arc hooked the corners of his mouth, very good!

When she grows to an age she is happy with...... These dregs can not only be served together in one pot to avenge the biological parents of their own body; It is also possible to implicate some innocent people who are arrested to do this unconscionable reality; Incidentally...... Concentrate all the T viruses and eliminate the need to destroy them.

As long as Andros is not lucky enough to cultivate the next so-called "final biochemical weapon", as long as she is still harmless and usable, and can be cultivated, as long as their attention is still on herself...... Then all the qiē she planned were feasible.

Her current source of information is only the occasional conversation between the researchers, just a few words, and a few more that she doesn't, and the rest of it is only for her to deduce a simple idea.

The outside world seems to be extremely peaceful and beautiful, and there is no situation where the zombie army of the leader is under the city after the leakage of the T-virus liquid she imagined, nor does it have a tempered alien that requires a large number of hot weapons to be leveled, and there is no invincible, dense enough flying insect army to occupy the entire sky......

There is a zàit virus here, but it has not been further developed due to the immaturity of the technology; There is a zài alien here, but it seems that human beings only limit their conception to science fiction movies; There are zài insects here, but this ruin ...... There is not much combat power, and it is said that those thin researchers in the outside world can also slap them to death?

The information is incomplete, and the director can only passively fantasize, conceive, and by the way, carefully speculate on what needs to be paid attention to in the world thousands of years ago. Long infancy...... While creating convenience, it is not a kind of torture in disguise.

Although she is not really a selfless person, her years as a marshal in her previous life have made her habitually consider the interests of the group first.

It's a habit that's not good or bad for her.

So much so that when she smoked the T virus, she was always thinking that if the virus spread inadvertently during her growth period, the world would be in turmoil and catastrophe would befall her...... What can she do with her short arms and legs? Do you want to feed zombies?

Even if she would one day gather all the strength to destroy this place, given that her growth cycle is basically the same as that of ordinary humans...... Some plans had to be postponed.

However, the last thing she lacks right now is time.

Not to mention......

She slowly opened her eyes, and the memories in her mind quickly jumped to a month ago.

It was the second month of her birth.

Not just for the first time, but at this time she was already well used to the feeling of being in the void when she woke up occasionally.

Yes, the Void.

This is not a hallucination that she thinks she has, but it really makes her feel that she exists. [,！ ] in the world. It seems to be understood as a secret treasure that she accidentally obtained after dying by self-explosion in her previous life.

Light, comfortable, quiet, peaceful...... Filled with majestic primordial energy, this void has brought too many benefits to her.

If only you could summon your own companions......

...... Enard

For two months after her birth, she had tried to summon him, but had received no response. The only thing we know is that their spiritual imprint is stubbornly there, and I don't know what caused the current situation.

And another thing that made Yun Mo extremely depressed was that once he went to the void, those imprisoned spiritual powers could be released smoothly, whether it was attacking or defending, it was free and smooth to no jerkiness.

But once the consciousness returns to reality, one's spiritual power will be completely sealed, and not even a trace of scum will be left! No matter how many times you tinker with it, it still won't work.

It's like this feeling of having hundreds of millions of interstellar coins, but only knowing that the funds are frozen at a critical juncture...... It's not pretty!

Yun Mo raised his head and looked at the twelve bright planets that suddenly appeared above his head at some point, they formed a full circle, moving in a counterclockwise direction, and the asteroid belt outside was like a thin veil enveloping the ten planets, which looked extremely hazy and magnificent.

Yun Mo always felt that there was an inexplicable connection between himself and the planets above his head, as if his spiritual power was the bond that maintained their operation......

Yun Mo shook his head, throwing away this incredible feeling in his mind, probably because he had encountered too many strange things, causing hallucinations due to neurasthenia, right?

It took a few more seconds to look at her infant body in disgust, and she couldn't help but struggle fiercely in her heart when she thought that the newborn body and the current soul had to start from the baby!

Rather than experiencing this bizarre regression from a twenty-eight-year-old adult to a small fetus, she expressed her preference for continuing to participate in the Star Wars million rounds......

Frowning and turning over, Yun Mo calmed down, concentrated his mental power as always, and began to summon the name that he didn't know had been summoned thousands of times-Ainad.

...... Enard

She began a hundred calls a day.

The meaning of Enard to her will always be like a relative, trusting each other, supporting each other, and caring for each other in times of trouble.

From the initial strangeness to the run-in, from mutual silence to occasional telling, from performing their duties to delivering their backs...... Even if the time has passed for thousands of years, the bits and pieces of the past ten years in the past life will never be erased.

Although they have the name of master and servant of the contract, they are the best friends of both parties and the most dependent relatives.

...... Enard

Yun Mo muttered, but the other party still didn't respond.

Just when she decided to give up the summoning, a golden light suddenly flashed in the depths of the spiritual imprint!