Abel screamed loudly as he banged on the locked door.

He didn't want to be locked up here, even if it was as a prisoner, at the very least, he had to be given a cleaner cell......

People are always like this, and when the safety of life is guaranteed, all kinds of additional requirements will naturally breed slowly.

After shouting for more than ten minutes, Abel's voice was about to be hoarse, and just when he thought no one would come, the door was suddenly opened.

"I-"

As soon as Abel's "I" word came out, the other party interrupted his words with a gesture - the person who opened the door grabbed Abel by the collar and dragged him out as if he were dragging a corpse.

The environment outside was much better than the filthy and foul toilet that could not be reached, and although the air was still mixed with all kinds of unpleasant smells, Abel took several deep breaths greedily - he almost thought that he was going to be smoked to death in the dry toilet.

The one who opened the door was still a man in black, and Abel didn't know if the other party was one of the two people who brought him here before, so he threw Abel into a clearing, and then pulled a water hose from the side, and the cold water with a slight radiation was poured directly on Abel's body.

Although he shivered from the cold, Abel didn't dodge...... Compared to the cold and radiation, the filth on his body is more difficult for Abel to endure, and he has always had a slight cleanliness habit, which is a well-known thing in Abel's group.

At the moment of washing, Able had the time to take a look at the surroundings, which was a base of the railway resistance at the back of the passage, a large number of tents and simple board houses made of plastic sheeting and foam boards, making Abel feel like he was in a shanty town in a slum, and at the top of the passage, many incandescent bulbs were hung with barbed wire, providing the most basic lighting for the camp.

The lights were dim, and many of the bulbs were broken, flickering constantly, like scenes from a horror movie.

The conditions in the camp were poor, with many of the Railroad Rebels lying on the ground with guns in their hands, and a doctor on a wooden box not far away, performing an amputation on a wounded soldier.

The operating conditions are extremely rudimentary, and there are no disinfection measures at all, as for the anesthetic, it is estimated that Jett should be used instead, and there are several nasal straws scattered on the ground on one side.

The wounded soldier was held down by three or four men, one of whom was holding a tactical flashlight, while the doctor sawed his shattered calf with a saw, which rubbed against the leg bone with a tooth-aching sound.

In Abel's opinion, this soldier was absolutely dead, and even if the bleeding could be stopped, the wound infection would definitely be unavoidable, and he couldn't understand why these people would waste their energy on such a mortal person.

Rather than let him suffer more, it is better to shoot him directly.

"Are you looking at that man?"

The man in black holding the hose asked coldly.

"Huh? …… Yes...... yes, what's wrong? Abel replied with some confusion.

"It's nothing, it's time to go, the big guy above wants to see you." The man in black paused, turning off the valve of the water pipe.

"Big shots? Which big shot is it? Abel was overjoyed, wasn't that exactly what he wanted to see...... As long as these people can recognize his worth, then not only will he not die, but maybe, he will also get a lot of benefits.

As for loyalty...... What is that? Can it be used to save your life? Can you get promoted and make a fortune? Neither? What's the use of that?

……

……

Able was led by the men in black through the entire rebel camp to an armored vehicle.

It was only then that the pistol on Abel's waist was removed by the man in black, and he was then pushed into the compartment of the armored car.

The inside of the carriage was much brighter than the outside, and a middle-aged man in a light gray suit was sitting in it, and as soon as Abel entered, his attention was focused on Abel's face.

"We already know your identity." The middle-aged man said straight to the point.

"We need all the information for the new type of transformer." Speaking of him, he pushed a tablet computer in front of Abel, the screen of the tablet is full of various complex formulas, ordinary people may not understand the meaning of these formulas, but as the leader of the new transformation project team, Abel can see the origin of these things at a glance.

The other party turned out to be a new type of transformer who had already started researching him...... Judging from the progress of the research, when Abel's new modified human had just begun mass production, they had already obtained first-hand information and began to analyze it......

Abel swept these formulas line by line, and the other party's data on the new type of transformer had been cracked, and the rest was only the key information that was kept strictly confidential.

"If I choose to cooperate, can you guarantee my life?" Abel raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man, and asked.

"Of course, we can not only keep your life safe, but also give you what you want from the 'organization' but have never been able to get it." The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully—obviously, they not only had research on the new type of modified person, but also conducted a detailed investigation on the developer of the new type of modified person.

"What you want but can't get...... Abel knew what it was, of course, but out of caution, he asked again, "What kind of conditions can you offer?" ”

"A complete consortium, if you cooperate sincerely, we can give you a consortium that is no less large than your original families, rest assured, this consortium is definitely not an empty shell, and you will gain 100% actual control."

A consortium!

Abel took a deep breath, his original family was a medium-sized consortium, although there were probably dozens of consortiums like this in the alliance, but for ordinary people, it was still an unattainable behemoth.

With a shelter of 100,000 people alone, the Abel family consortium has more than 20 ...... And a consortium no less than this scale......

To be honest, Abel was completely moved.

"But how can I trust you?"

"It's an agreement, and as long as you sign your name, it will take effect immediately." The middle-aged man handed over a piece of paper and a pen.

Abel carefully read the agreement three times, and after confirming that there were no problems, he signed his name very happily.