The man's eyes were still dull and devoid of light.

Jiang Di used his wind ability to stabilize himself in the air, quietly waiting for his opponent to make the first move.

It's a pity that the man is still reminiscing about the past, and he has no intention of doing it at all.

The man remembered what the researchers had said about the original Subject Nine, and they said that the other subjects were easy to control their minds, even though humans were no worse than programmed intelligence.

They all only remembered the special first generation of Experiment Subject No. 9, and often mentioned that no matter how good the later Subject Nine was, they were all cultivated according to the experimental and stimulation training received by the original Subject Nine, and there was a relatively mature cultivation process, and the appropriate dose could be controlled with medication.

Only the first generation of test subjects No. 9 relied on their own willpower to survive the experiments that caused other first-generation test subjects to die on the operating table, and also survived the training of those inhuman and useless people.

Later, just because he still had his own thoughts, he was thrown to a primitive planet where as long as he was a human being, he would die when he landed.

He listened to these experiments and training, and he behaved like a normal test subject, silent and reserved, without the strange brilliance of those who were free and those who had their own dreams.

There is no light in their eyes, they are all dull, and when they stare at people, they don't make people feel cold or cold, they just look at them fixedly, with a strong sense of presence, but there is no offense.

He didn't think that the Izudai Experiment Subject Nine who had always been stubborn and unwilling to compromise or even disguise herself was stupid, and there were other subjects who kept their minds alive, and they sometimes talked about the original Subject Nine who had been talked about by the researchers, saying that she was a fool, that she had no talent and no brains.

He had been pretending to be an ordinary test subject who had been completely controlled, a knife sharp enough, and a Jedi qualified weapon of war.

It's still a weapon with a blade.

Therefore, those experimental subjects who have ideas and are not as good as him will also laugh at him, they don't even have ideas, and their talents are not as strong as theirs, and they will die to serve these people......

The man can actually continue to think about it, but he didn't expect that the memory he thought he could no longer remember was still hidden in a lot of interesting episodes.

If he hadn't seen the original Subject Nine, he wouldn't have remembered this.

She and him, in fact, have never really intersected.

Before he could wake up or be created, the original Subject Nine was drained of its usefulness and thrown to a primordial planet with a terrible reputation.

He was the image of a young man from the beginning, he knew that he was injected with drugs to accelerate the growth of his body, and as for his thinking, it was also because of the hands of researchers, and there were traces of experiments here.

From the very beginning, they were tied to experimentation.

The life span that was forcibly halved, the information that was forcibly instilled, the trajectory of the thought pattern that was forcibly entered, and the countless experiments and training that followed to make me a perfect weapon in order to cooperate with the plan.

The pain is really painful, but the growth of strength is so real.

He loves power.

Even if he knew that his talent was not good in the same batch of test subjects, it was not bad in the outside world, and he had always adapted well to each experiment, so he persevered until the end and was not destroyed.

Those who think they are smart are all in the bureau.

He is too, but he is at peace with what happens, and before he has some firm belief, he can live his life as he wants.

He won't have any false illusions, reality, in order to live.

They are biologically human beings, with no names of their own, and no citizenship information belonging to them in the interstellar network.

What is it?

If the public knows that talent can be changed by doing a small genetic surgery, and the original mediocre qualifications and the level bottleneck that is destined to be impossible to break through due to talent limitations will not be a problem, then the sacrifice of those innocent test subjects who make this gene technology that "benefit" the public is maturing is also benefiting the masses.

People are gone, how can there be people who want to eat human blood steamed buns and care about people.

This kind of technology, which requires a large number of people as test subjects, appeared out of thin air? No child would have such a naïve idea.

It's just that I don't mention it, I just want to enjoy this convenience, and what does the blood and darkness behind have to do with those of them who sit back and enjoy it? They are not hands-on executioners, nor are they the initiators of this technology.

How many people died, it doesn't matter to them.

Genetic modification surgery is safe, there are no side effects, no backlash, and you only need to pay a star coin that can be taken out by gritting your teeth, and you can exchange it for a bright future.

What a bargain.

Since there are experimental subjects with good talents such as Chu Jiu and Eighteen, there are naturally also experimental subjects with poor talents, and he is considered a mediocre among them, so he can stay or not.

Because he showed his unique value and was obedient enough, no one could find out that he actually had other thoughts and thoughts, so he was left behind and faintly became the leading existence.

"Hey! Fight? Jiang Di actually has enough patience, just wait a little longer, that mindless commander will be reminded of the abnormality here by others even if he is blind.

In the event of dropping thousands of enemy reinforcements with extremely strong combat effectiveness in one day, it would be difficult for her to achieve her goal if she wanted to return her whole body.

The man's face was expressionless, and his eyes never fluctuated, but he detached himself from the chaotic thoughts without a trace, and then held himself up with the wind, and he didn't know when there was an extra dagger in his hand, and his eyes were a little cold when he looked at it coldly.

Jiang Di dodged against the vines, and a pale cyan wind blade that obviously contained more power than those previous wind blades slashed from behind her.

"Has anyone said that your offensive like this is a bit insidious." Jiang Di didn't want to speak, but she didn't know which tendon was wrong now or something else, she knew that she was a little nervous now, and then behaved in a state that the more nervous she was, the more she talked, and the more calm her expression became.

There is a kind of indifferent tone of victory, only Jiang Di knows how much pressure he has in his heart.

She didn't have any props on her body that could save her life at a critical moment, her opponent was silent, focusing on the battle she provoked for unknown reasons, each wind blade was either from a tricky and lethal angle or a head-on attraction to cover other sneak attack flow wind blades, if it could hurt her, it would be a cheap pickup.

While Jiang Di dodged those wind blades, she secretly guarded against the next batch of wind blades that she didn't know from what angle to attack.

More thoughts are placed on men who are somewhat calm.