It's not close to the hidden village, so Mark flips through Colin's relics whenever he has time.

Colin's surviving notebook is a diary, which records Dr. Colin's trivial events during his lifetime, just like his voice recorder, full of work logs and life diaries.

After repeated research, it was found that in terms of work level, this Dr. Colin is still a junior research assistant.

Although the level is not high, there are many things that I have been exposed to.

The more complex the things you are exposed to, the easier it is to sort out the outline, although you can't understand the things involved.

The "remote control" can't actually control anything, but is a video of Dr. Albert, the 43rd floor supervisor.

This projection device uses air imaging technology, which can not only project, but also sound.

The person who looked at it was as if he was in a laboratory, visiting the process he had documented, but unfortunately it was damaged.

However, the three tubes of liquid that Dr. Albert was carrying with him, and since he had not seen his footage, he did not know what it was, so it was assumed that it was his research results or something.

After several days of reviewing Colin's diary and work diary, Mark finally came up with an outline.

In order to facilitate the reader's viewing and self-expression, these two different types of his records are organized, and some irrelevant content is deleted for everyone to read.

August 10: Today is a day to remember. I was thrilled that I was finally able to become a research assistant in the Defense Department on the 43rd floor of the Pandora Lab, and I was so proud of that.

As a third-generation genetic human, this place is far from the slaughter of the Mechanical Legion, and with the long and boring semester finally over, I can finally make Sansa look the other way.

Dear Sansa, I will come to you.

August 12: Today is my first day to report to the Ministry of Defense, and I realize that there are many people who belong to the third generation of genetic humans like me.

Our chief engineer is Albert, and he's led our research and development of a biological legion against the Mech Corps, and there are so many names in it that I can only record them all.

I wonder if my dear Sansa will envy my work.

August 17: I heard from a colleague that Dr. Albert took samples from his own genes as the mother, and that the other genes came from various animals as offspring.

We all adore his thoughts, and if I have the chance, I must take Sansa with me to see the embryos that Dr. Albert has cultivated.

What beautiful elves they are, I hope you will like them, dear.

October 23rd: The entire department was very upset today because Dr. Albert's experiment had failed.

He was so annoyed that he lost his temper whenever he met people. Everyone was scolded, and I was so uncomfortable.

My dear Sansa, if you were by my side, I might not be so sad.

November 5th: Dear Sansa, I am tired from the continuous work, and how I want to see you. However, the doctor said that his research had reached a critical juncture, and no one was allowed to walk around.

I knew that if the doctor failed again, Chief Engineer Menger would remove him from his position.

Dr. Albert was more frightened of Menger's reprimand than he was of a demon, and it was.

Because I heard that Menger was experimenting with his own body, we both respect and fear such a selfless and fearless person.

November 12th: Dear Sansa, today the ministry sent me to another floor to pick up samples, guess what I saw? I guess you've never seen it in your life.

In addition to studying genes, we have other departments here that study viruses! The viruses they study can stimulate the vitality in our genes and make us stronger.

But I caught a glimpse of the samples of their experiments, which seemed to fester, and if it were me, even if I could become a god, I wouldn't use it.

November 21: The Doctor's embryo finally survives, and although it has not survived for long, he is very happy to have Menger's praise of Dr. Menger.

My dear Sansa, I will come to you tomorrow, for the Doctor has granted me two days off.

November 24: (Scattered scratches are written and crossed out.) It seems that Colin is in a very bad mood and can't write).

November 26: My dear Sansa, I can ignore your indifference, but I can't stand that you are married to someone else.

How much I love you, I've been in love with you since we were embryos!!

Every night I have to think about your smile to sleep peacefully.

Do you know how important you are to me? But you ......

November 30th: Sansa, I figured it out, I still love you no matter what you do, and I can't get rid of missing you, as long as you still appear in my dreams.

As long as I can move up two levels, I can have my own laboratory. When the time comes, I can make another you, and we can always be together.

December 16: The Doctor finally succeeds, and the life of the organism continues to prolong, and the basic decay cycle can be controlled in a stable state.

However, he continues to develop the potential of stem cells, which allows him to add many different kinds of genetic elements.

Sansa, I can't leave you anymore, I wish I could spend every night with you.

February 3rd: Dr. Albert's Gene Warriors can be mass-produced, his Gene Warriors are very resilient, and the Doctor takes them for experiments, sawing off their hands and feet and still growing back on their own.

So he wanted to develop other projects, such as stealth or amphibians in the ocean, which we have never heard of.

March 17: Menger asks us to speed up and create the first genetic warriors, and reports that the Mech Legion is about to carry out a massive sweep and that the others need support.

We can't expose our targets, or the Mechs will encircle and suppress us, and we'll all be purged at that time.

April 25: According to Dr. Albert, the battle over there was fierce, but thanks to the presence of our genetic warriors, it turned the tide of the battle, greatly depleting the Mech's strength.

They don't store much energy, but they strike again every once in a while, so we need to speed up our development.

My dear Sansa, fatigue has caused the genes in my body to decay rapidly, and I need to find a new parasite for myself.

This was told to me by a friend in the lab on the fifty-third floor below, and they already have such an instance.

May 13: Menger needs us to make more genetic soldiers, and Dr. Albert pushes us to make progress.

It has been reported that the low intelligence of the Gene Warriors is not effective against the Machine Corps, so their intelligence factor needs to be added.

Because the extraction of pure gene nuclei is too slow, in order to catch up with the schedule, our pass rate is not up to 90%, and I don't know if it will affect their individuals.

However, I heard that the genetic soldiers are very murderous, and I hope we don't run into them.