566. What a sorrow it is for you like this - Molong

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In this way, Yang Qun became the supreme ruler of the D3 biological and chemical weapons storage base.

All of this is a bit dreamy.

Although Yang Qun knew that all these things belonged to the gods, the feeling of this equity made him feel very uncomfortable.

Power was something he had never felt before, and now he could get thousands of lickers out to attack and forage for food with a single command, and with a single command, the tyrants would come out of the nutrient cache and destroy his enemies. This feeling of power made Yang Qun a little flustered, although it did not make Yang Qun's heart lost, but he also saw the horror of power.

Rights and Enjoyment.

The water temperature has been kept at a 42° that makes Yang Qun very comfortable, and the projection of the brain is on his side to accept his orders at any time, and the scenes in the monitor in front of him also make Yang Qun have a feeling of being on top, this right to control everything in the dark, and observe everyone's behavior and movements, as if Yang Qun has become a monarch god.

"Your Excellency, do you need a woman to serve you?" Zhi Brain asked again, Yang Qun's relaxed body shows that his current physical condition is very good, and generally at this time, human beings will long to have a perfect opposite sex to meet their physiological needs......

That is, pop pop......

Yang Qun shook his hand: "No need." ”

His attention shifted to the wall in front of the bathtub with a flickering screen of light and shadow, and the screen was Mo Long, Gu Xiaozhi, Thorn, Zhou Tian, and Qin Yu...... A few members of the Ink Dragon Team are celebrating the rest of their lives after the catastrophe under the arrangement of Zhi Brain. They all believed in their cloned memories, and now they were holding a celebration feast.

In a separate suite, the chef pushes a trolley to bring a plate of delicacies from the mountains and seas to the table.

"Iberian ham, good quality ham comes from 100% pure Iberian black pigs that eat only bellota acorns in the last months of their lives. They are naturally stocked, eat wild acorns, and drink water with mineral components. "The chef served a big dish, Iberian ham, which is a whole black pork thigh, which has been brewed layer by layer, and then slightly modified by the chef, and turned it into a dish that meets the taste of Chinese people.

A whole large ham was hung on the shelf, and the chef took out a calf knife and cut off the roasted golden ham piece by piece. The tender gravy runs down the ham, which stimulates people's appetite even more, and it quickly ...... Lots of juicy ham meat appeared on everyone's plate.

I have to say that the food in this base is really good.

But where did they get this so-called Iberian black pig??

"After the end of the world, you still have this kind of meat??" Yang Qun frowned and asked.

"Your Excellency, we have the genes of the Iberian black pig in our gene pool, and not only that, but also the Tajima beef used in Kobe beef, the famous Italian quinine beef...... We have a stock in our gene bank, and whenever you want to eat these foods, we can use our cloning technology to create a batch of high-quality food animals at any time. Zhi Brain replied.

Yang Qun was speechless, those tyrant monsters in this base can be created, and even a strong person like Molong can be made in batches and implanted with memory. Not to mention those cloned cattle and sheep, those things are like a drizzle for the biochemical base.

However, Yang Qun looked at this delicious food and suddenly lost any appetite.

I don't know why, Yang Qun is always disgusted by these cloned things.

He has no appetite for the food produced in the test-tube laboratory, and Yang Qun would rather eat the moldy steamed buns than eat these nutritious fresh meats that are charred on the outside and inside......

Yang Qun even felt a little sick to his stomach, but Zhi Brain looked at Yang Qun but didn't understand.

"I don't understand why the saints are so disgusted by these cloned foods, although they are made in the laboratory, they do not have any toxins and bad factors in their bodies, and they are even healthier and purer than the animals and plants that grew up on hormones before the end of the world. And they are nutritious, the meat is delicious, and there are no additives in the body......"

Yang Qun listened to Zhi Brain's question and quickly waved his hand.

"Don't say it, I'd rather eat monster meat full of T-viruses than eat replica clones."

The intelligent brain tilted its head and thought, as an intelligent system, it was completely unable to understand why humans did not eat perfectly healthy cloned cattle and sheep, but instead ate the stiff flesh and blood of those dead monsters full of viruses??

"You don't have to think about dinner, I'll go out and take care of it myself." With the sound of rushing water, Yang Qun walked out of the bathtub, and for some reason he was a little sick to his stomach. He was not interested in eating at all, and at his level, Yang Qun didn't need to eat much. He doesn't need to use his stomach to absorb the energy his body needs. With a wave of the Blood Flame Demon Fire, the energy contained in the Life Blood Fountain absorbed by the Demon Fire could be used for many days.

Dressed neatly, Yang Qun suddenly felt refreshed.

At this time, the celebration banquet of the Molong team was also carried out to the end.

Most of the members of the Molong team were drunk, and the wine stored in the D3 base had a lot of stamina, and Zhi Brain added some imperceptible anesthetics to it, and several of them were drunk in the room. Even Gu Xiaozhi's face became rosy, she drank very little, and two blushes rarely appeared on her somewhat dry skin.

Mo Long sat beside her and gently held Gu Xiaozhi's somewhat boring palm, his eyes were full of tenderness, and at this moment, the lovers completely gave their bodies and minds to each other.

Yang Qun, who was sitting next to the monitor, shook his head.

"It's really pathetic, false circumstances, false status, false bodies and powers."

"Even my feelings, even the people I love the most, are fake."

"It's really sad that you're like this...... Molong!! ”

I don't know why, for this old enemy, Yang Qun felt a little sad in his heart.

Unexpectedly, his biggest enemy all along, --- Molong, was also a poor person.

The next day

"Uh......" The members of the Molong team held their heads and groaned, and Zhou Tian, who had the dual ability of wind and fire, slowly got up from the ground. The shiny leather shoes that were polished suddenly kicked him, it was Mo Long.

"It's time to get up, there's still a task today."

Captain Molong's voice made Zhou Tian quickly get up, he drank too much, he was really too carried away.

The rest of them also woke up from their drunken dreams, and after the imperceptible effects of the drugs in yesterday's drink, the memories in their minds were even more ingrained, and from now on, no one would doubt their identity, and no one would suspect that they were simply a copied clone......

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