There is a good saying, that is, the richer you are, the more afraid of death.

This is also a matter of course, after so many years of hard work, I finally have so much, if I die before I have enjoyed enough, it is not worth it.

So far back in the time of the earth, when human beings could only look up at the starry sky due to the constraints of gravity, how to live forever has become the greatest pursuit of those who stand at the top of the pyramid of power or wealth.

One of the most famous stories is that His Majesty, the emperor of an ancient dynasty, after ruling the world, sent a warlock with 3,000 boys and girls to the sea on a large ship to find immortals and seek the art of immortality.

Of course, the end of this story is bleak, the warlock took three thousand boys and girls to sea on a big ship, never returned, and never returned, and I don't know what the fate was, whether he really found the immortals, or whether he was shipwrecked and fed all the fish and shrimp in the sea, and the ambitious founding emperor also died mysteriously after ruling the world for several years, and his empire was overthrown by others in the next few years, and became a thing of the past.

There are many similar examples, but some are well known, some are unknown, and even in the cosmic age, similar stories are repeated again and again.

Ironically, as technology continues to advance, those who are obsessed with it see a vague hope in it, rather than seeing it as unrealistic.

And the Estellaya project organized by an ambitious man named McKinley is openly under the banner of creating the strongest perfect human and super soldier in history. In fact, he secretly conducted a genetic project research for himself on how to make himself immortal.

The real purpose of this research, which sacrificed countless test subjects and was described by a media outlet as the most inhumane genetic project in human history, was to enhance the human body in all directions through a certain biological substance provided by Barian. The result is the creation of the most perfect human body, and then the transfer of McKinley's consciousness to it—and, if successful, by regularly changing the body, McKinley will become the first immortal in the true sense of the word.

So far, the project has been more than half successful, because the perfect blender with 100% integration has emerged, although there is only one. But it did happen, and the metrics of the perfect blender far exceeded McKinley's original expectations, which is a masterpiece.

And the aspect of consciousness transfer is still a bit unsatisfactory. But the initial results have also been achieved, and McKinley has reason to believe that with a little more time, he will be able to succeed.

So the current problem with this project is: How can we get the escaped Perfect Fusion back?

It is worth mentioning. The true purpose of the project is known only to two people, one is McKinley himself, and the other is Barrian, a Nimic biologist who has been playing a vital role in the project and providing the core technology.

And now, to his horror, McKinley found himself cocooned.

"Why?"

Because he couldn't move, he could only watch as Shadow Strike injected all the blue liquid into his body. McKinley yelled at Barrian in despair.

He was so unwilling - he should have become the greatest emperor in the history of mankind, immortal. The only emperor who rules the human world forever, he has spent half his life on this, forbearance and planning, and waiting, until now once it is launched, the world is shocked, as strong as the organization and the Holy Galactic Empire, all of them are played by him, if it were not for the thirteenth independent fleet to intervene sideways, he is definitely laughing at the world now.

And even if the Thirteenth Independent Fleet intervened sideways and caused a lot of trouble, McKinley still felt that he had a chance of winning, even if he had just experienced another defeat in the battle against the opponent, and even the stealth technology that was considered a killer was inexplicably cracked by the opponent.

Because he had found the opponent's greatest weakness, he was sure that he could solve the problem on New Rome.

The only thing he regretted was that he couldn't get his hands on the body of the perfect fusion, but there was no such thing as perfection in the world, and besides, even if he couldn't find a new perfect fusion, if he didn't pick about the body with a fusion degree of up to seventy-six percent, he could actually use it.

The big deal is to shorten the time period for changing bodies, and he firmly believes that there must still be perfect fusions, and then slowly find it.

As long as the 13th Separate Fleet is defeated, everything will no longer be a problem, except that the ending is not as perfect as expected.

Those who achieve great things are not informal, and a little imperfection is not worth mentioning.

McKinley can afford to take it, and he can put it down.

However, now, the victory that is about to come has become a bubble that is about to be shattered just because of Barrian's betrayal!

And the reason why Barian betrayed was only because his persistence hindered his research?

It's also crazy that McKinley can't accept such a reality.

"Why?"

He questioned in a loud voice, knowing that there was no point in it, but at the end of the day, before consciousness was obliterated by others, he still hoped that his failure was not based on such a ridiculous reason.

The alien fiddling with something between the tables stopped, and he lifted the strange mask, revealing his own unanimous face with three eyes and a large mouth, but no nose or ears.

Because of the existence of that strange mask, McKinley hadn't seen this face for a long time, but that didn't prevent him from spotting the thick mockery in the other person's eyes.

"Why?"

He asked again, the blue liquid seemed to be working, and he was starting to feel a little dizzy, but he tried to stay awake, staring at the big ugly face.

Barrian laughed, still rattling weird laughter.

"Okay, anyway, it will take a little time for the medicine to work, so I'll let you die and understand!"

The Nimike said this, he slowly walked up to McKinley's side, and said softly: "Maybe it seems to you that I betrayed you, but in fact, I have never been loyal to you, so what I am doing now is naturally not a betrayal, in fact, from the beginning, everything was just a scam!" ”

The tone of the Barmik was very flat and leisurely: "You must understand, I am a scientist, a scientist who can do anything to research, after seeing the power of barren creatures, I have only one goal in this life, that is, to create the most perfect species in the universe!" And not some hellish creature weapon! Of course, people like you can't understand the greatness of this goal, but you can't be blamed for that, even on the big league side, there are few people who can understand my painstaking efforts. ”

"Because the sacrifices that need to be made in the process of achieving this great goal are too great for people like you to accept!"

(I was going out for a day.,As a result, because of something, I was delayed for another day.,I didn't get home until today.,Don't say much about the rest.,Hurry up and update the code word.,Then,Tomorrow will strive for two more.,Make up for the chapter that was missing yesterday!) (To be continued.) )