"You're not a ghost?"

"I am! I am a demon who takes my own intestines and asks for my life. ”

"Damn! It's not a ghost! Scared the hell out of me. ”

The corpse porter breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he had been scared enough just now. But this guy obviously looked like he was having a nervous break, and as soon as he gasped for breath, he screamed again, pointed behind me and said, "Ghost! I grass! This time it really is! ”

I jerked my head back and saw the one I had just strangled to staggering to his feet, with his hands outstretched, as if I were scratching at him.

I was also startled, but I immediately calmed down. I don't believe in any ghosts, the most reasonable explanation is that I didn't strangle just now, I just went into shock and suffocated, and now I'm awake again.

I lifted my intestines and wrapped them around his neck again, this time with so much force that the man fainted, but when I tried harder, the intestines were broken.

Throwing his intestines, I probed his arteries and found that this thing was still alive, just like Xiaoqiang.

"You're trying to run!" I didn't raise my head and said coldly.

Another person carrying the body wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but he was afraid that I would find out, so he was leaning on the iron sheet and rubbing it little by little.

"Don't kill me." The man's tone trembled a little and said, "I'm an old employee, I know a lot of things in the laboratory, don't kill me." ”

Hearing this, I raised my eyebrows, this guy is quite smart. If he wants to say that he is useless, just a miscellaneous fish, I will not be able to kill him.

"What's your use?" I asked rhetorically.

"I can cover for you, and if you want to infiltrate the lab, I can show you the way." The man spoke quickly, "If you kill me, the lab will soon find out and start a search." You might as well not kill me, but only him. Then you disguise yourself as him, and together we are unaware. ”

"But it's obvious that this guy is Xiaoqiang, and he can't be killed." This is a truth, I have tried my best to kill twice, and this man has not died yet.

"I have a way." The man said, "You can tie his hands and feet, his mouth and nose, and throw him into the fire pit." ”

"Fire pits?" I frowned, confused.

"Yes!" The man pointed with his hand and said, "Behind the car." ”

I took a few steps forward and found that there was actually a fire pit behind the car, which looked like a crematorium, and it was burning with raging fire, and the corpses thrown into it had already been charred.

No wonder these two people threw it directly, it turned out that it was not a concrete floor underneath, but a crematorium, no wonder I smelled the strange smell of corpses just now.

Although this guy's method is simple and crude, I can't accept it in my heart, after all, this method is too inhumane.

But this guy doesn't seem to care about humanity or inhumanity except for his own life or death. He tied up his companion directly, shouted and threw it down.

The man was still alive, but he had passed out. When it was just thrown into the fire, it was nothing. But the burning pain woke him up, and his body writhed instinctively.

He wanted to scream and run, but he couldn't help it, he was all tied up, and after a while, he completely lost his vitality.

I watched a living person turn into charcoal, and I felt a strong sense of physical and psychological malaise.

Believe me, it's the worst death I've ever seen in my life, and the one I never want to experience again.

But fate is always like this, the more you don't want to see something, the more it has to be forced to stuff it at you.

Bang bang!

The man slapped the car a few times and motioned for the driver to drive.

This kind of refrigerated car is extremely tightly protected, sound and heat insulation, and only with this most primitive slap can the information be transmitted.

The big truck walked a few dozen meters and stopped, as if waiting for us to get off. I put on the man's clothes, put on my hood, and was fully armed, with only one pair of eyes exposed.

I jumped off with another guy and landed on the solid concrete floor.

Opposite us was a huge building, directly opposite the door, and not far away was the fire pit, that is, the crematorium.

The entrance of the building needs no description, an ultra-modern design, very sci-fi. But what I can't figure out is that there is a fire pit dozens of meters next to the door, and I can smell the scorching smell, which is completely incompatible!

Isn't this a laboratory? How can there still be a fire pit? It's the same as crematoriums.

"When you get in, you'll understand." The man saw that I was always staring at the fire pit and explained to me.

I glanced at him and said, "What's your name?"

“73！” The man pointed to the mark on his left chest, which had a steel stamp, the number 73. I looked at myself and saw that it was the number 72.

"72 bullies me every day with one more number than me, and I should kill him." 73 suddenly said viciously.

I was stunned, and suddenly I felt like a child who had never been in the world, and he spoke very strangely, even in the truck just now.

"Let's go!" 73 beckoned to me, "Come in." ”

He put his hand on the door, and the red laser light swept by, and with a dripping sound, a small door in the gate slowly opened.

The two of us walked in one after the other, and in order to prevent him from suddenly escaping, I got very close to him and threw him down at the slightest sign of the incident.

However, 73 seems to be quite honest, and has no intention of suddenly breaking up and running away. Not only that, but he also introduced me around with some excitement.

It is surrounded by scenes that can only be found in American science fiction films, all kinds of fully automated steel arms and assembly lines.

And what is made is not a tool, let alone a steel product, but the human body!

All the naked human bodies, both male and female, are in the prime of their thirties. I looked at the human bodies around me who were being lifted by mechanical claws, and I was shocked and inexplicable.

How would you describe what I'm seeing now?

Resident Evil has been seen by everyone, just like the heroine sees countless versions of herself. It's just that what I saw wasn't me, but a man who looked a little like me.

As for women, I don't have any impression of them. But I don't know why I feel that her face is a little familiar.

But it may also be that when you suddenly see the same woman's face, you will have such an illusion!

"Are you surprised?" Number 73 tilted his head to look at me and said, "It's just a clone, it's not some cutting-edge technology, is it?" ”

"It's not very cutting-edge technology." I said. Cloning is really not a cutting-edge technology, although it is often seen in science fiction and movies. But for humans, this technology is really nothing.

Humans were able to clone a sheep fifty years ago, and thirty years ago they mastered all cloning techniques.

Now countries with even a little bit of biotechnology can clone perfect people.

However, no one has turned on this technology, because it is mainly a constraint of ethics and morality, and human beings have not yet been able to accept the identity of this kind of person, and secondly, it is really useless to clone people.

The global population is already exploding, and countries like China are even in surplus, with too many people. Clone a large number of more people and grab jobs with others? Grab a house?

Therefore, the scientific consensus of almost all mankind is not to clone human beings, after all, human beings have not collectively lost their fertility.

"Now you know what the fire pit out there is for, right?" Number 73 smiled and said, "Actually, not only what you saw, but also many fire pits, all around the laboratory. ”

I shook my head and said I didn't know what the fire pit was for. Actually, I had already guessed a possibility, but I didn't want to believe it. Because it reminds me of a terrible troop name: 731!

"You're stupid! You real human beings don't have a problem with your brains! 73 scolded in displeasure: "Isn't it obvious? The fire pit was for the burning of corpses. Because the laboratory conducts a large number of human experiments every day, a large number of dead people are born every day, and there is no way to deal with it, only burning. ”

I nodded a little. As I couldn't believe the most. This laboratory is just like what the Japanese people did to my ancestors 60 years ago, conducting live human experiments.

Although I have not seen their experiments, I don't need to think about it to know that just like Unit 731, it must be miserable.

Number 73 led me further inside, entering a long corridor. The corridor is so narrow that only one person can be accommodated.

There are transparent glass on both sides of the corridor, and behind the glass are compartments, and there are naked people in the compartments.

Men and women, wounded and intact, looked at me like wild beasts, some of them aggressively and frantically smashing glass; Some stuck out their tongues and licked the glass seductively, even though he was a man.

"These are test subjects." 73 explained.

I looked around and I could see without him explaining. These people have obviously been corroded by all kinds of strange drugs for a long time, and their behavior and thoughts are extremely strange, and some are even broken.

"The experimenter will record their physical condition and actions, and if there is no test value, they will be sent to Pit 4." Number 73 went on to explain: "That is, the fire pit. ”

I nodded, not wanting to discuss it again, let alone see these fellow human beings tortured by all kinds of experiments.

No. 73 led me through the corridor to a dormitory-like structure, similar to a university dormitory.

74 led me to a room, typed in the code, and pushed the door open. There are two beds and some groceries, and a TV hanging in the center of the room.

"This is my room with No. 72, because we are handyman test subjects, and we have a longer lifespan, so we stay in the room when we don't have a task." 73 took off his hazmat suit, revealing a face that resembled me, or rather a face that resembled me.

"The template for cloning a man and cloning a woman is the same, right?" I asked, "Is it the test subject, or you workers?" ”

"That's right!" No. 73 touched his face and said, "This last shift is the founder of the laboratory. ”

"Who is the founder of the lab?" My tone trembled a little, in fact, I already had the answer in my mind, and I just wanted to confirm it again.

"Lin Huai'an!" No. 73 naturally said: "Mr. Lin Huai'an, the supreme commander of the MK Group! ”

Really!

As I guessed. 、

I glanced at No. 73's face, not only to be glad but also to smile bitterly, I really didn't expect that I would meet my father in this way, and he was the most prime father.

"Who's the female template?" I shook my head, shook off the odd emotions, and asked.

No. 73 shook his head and said, "I don't know, but it seems that the template was also provided by Mr. Lin, and it may be his favorite woman, right?" Who knows?"

Favorite woman?

Could it be my mother?

That's not right!

My biological mother, the daughter of the eunuch in the capital, died shortly after giving birth to me.

I've seen her, but I don't remember much. But there are still photos, and there are 108,000 miles away from the template girl in the laboratory, that is, the so-called woman my father's favorite!

Maybe it's 73 nonsense, right?

He couldn't have known too many secrets as a handyman, after all, he was more often locked in his dorm.

"What are you here for?" 73 asked suddenly.

Hearing this, I thought about it for a moment and told him. I didn't hide anything about Yaoyao from him, after all, I still need his help to help me find it.

"I see." No. 73 said: "You met a weapon test subject, and they arrested your wife?" You're coming to the lab to save her?"

"Weapon test subjects?" I frowned, a little confused, what was that?

"It's the guy who fought at the wedding today. They are weapons test subjects. No. 73 said: "The genes of these people have been fine-tuned, and they are more adaptable to combat and have super combat ability." ”

"Super combat ability?"

"That's right! They are considered to be the highest-level beings among the test subjects, their appearance no longer follows the template, and they are super capable, with the ability and authority to handle affairs autonomously. Have you noticed that their marksmanship is accurate? Very calm and able to skillfully resolve the crisis? ”

I frowned, I didn't pay attention to it because I was very calm or something, but there was no doubt that their marksmanship was accurate.

At that time, they were obviously at a disadvantage, but in the end they still won, in addition to the good guns, because of the accurate shooting.

"What is your wife's identity? Combat subjects are rarely dispatched in the laboratory. Number 73 asked.

I shook my head, didn't answer his question, and asked, "Where do you think Yaoyao is most likely right now?" ”

"I don't know!" Number 73 shook his head and said, "I'm just a handyman, with very low authority and a narrow range of activities. ”

"Are there any examples?" I continued to ask, "For example, are some important people to be locked up?" ”

"Of course there are examples." No. 73 nodded and said, "But I'm a little miscellaneous fish, so it's impossible to know!" ”

"I—" I was a little speechless, "I mean you're useless?" ”

"Not really! I can tell you about some of the places you should never set foot in. "Number 73 turned on the TV, and there was a map on it. He was pointing at the map, and I realized it was a giant tablet.

"These red areas are all off-limits and should never be set foot in unless there is a mission to do so." Number 73 explained.

I saw a whole floor plan of the building, with a lot of red plates on it, and only a few small spots that were white.

In other words, our range of activities is too small to be true.

"Actually, it's useless to tell you." No. 73 suddenly showed a weird smile and said, "You can't get out of this door anyway." ”