"Did the God of War system successfully cultivate the God of War before? And what are these tombstones, and what should I call you? Is your name Lin Fei too? Wang Xiaotian asked, thinking about whether this God of War System agent and Lin Fei, the God of War System in his space, wanted to have the same experience......

"These tombstones are the tombstones of your previous losers, who were possessed and fused by the God of War system, and died because of luck or too weak strength before they became the God of War.

You can call me a name from a long time ago, a name that I have almost forgotten - Lin Fei, or you can call me God of War System. In this cosmic space-time, thousands of years ago, the God of War system was successfully cultivated once, and the successful cultivation of a God of War was me.

No matter how many things you do, your authority is not enough. I hope you become a god of war soon.

Although your mental strength meets the requirements of the God of War system, your body is still too weak to be trained.

I will sleep, and in five years, I will wake up and train you.

Remind you, if you want to live, you must work hard to improve all your abilities in the past five years, otherwise when I wake up, it will be your death. The evil voice finished speaking and waved his hand.

Wang Xiaotian felt that the cemetery scene in front of him was changing rapidly.

When Wang Xiaotian opened his eyes again, he found that he was lying on the baby ** again, and his hands were full of blood, and the room was filled with the smell of blood.

Wang Xiaotian tilted his head and looked at the corpses of the two nurses who were pierced through their necks lying on the ground, knowing that none of this was a dream, Lin Fei, the God of War system in this space, was estimated to have a lot of the same things as Lin Fei, the God of War system in his space.

Wang Xiaotian felt so tired, his eyelids were heavy, and he soon fell asleep on the baby**.

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In a room with a huge three-dimensional display screen, five or six old men in white research suits, and a middle-aged man in a military uniform, looked at the display screen in front of them in surprise, constantly replaying the picture of Wang Xiaotian, a baby who had just killed two female nurses, in an instant, and constantly calling up the data one by one.

"Subject 017, there is an abnormality, and he has the ability to fight in advance, and the combat evaluation is perfect."

"Subject 017, with normal physical data and physical function is the average of a normal one-year-old baby."

"Subject 017 ---"

Rows and rows of data are constantly being told.

"Dr. Wu, your space warrior cultivation has made great progress recently. You have lived up to the trust that the military has placed in you, and you have only sent these orphans to you for a month, and you can have such amazing combat effectiveness, and this swift skill, if I am not prepared, I may be killed by him. The middle-aged soldier stared at the slow-motion replay of the baby killing nurse on the monitor, and said to an old man in a white research uniform next to him with satisfaction.

"General, I'm sorry to tell you that this is not our credit, this month, we have only provided this group of orphans with the nutrition they deserve.

I haven't implanted a fighting indoctrination program on the baby, and the fighting ability that the baby shows is based on his instincts. However, the performance of this 017 test subject today has nothing to do with our cosmic warrior cultivation procedures. The old doctor in his research coat replied.

The old doctor is also so strange in his heart, can he feed some nutritious milk every day, and he can cultivate a murderous baby without blinking, God, where did this little monster come from.

Although the credit of the research is good, the old doctor does not dare to admit that this baby was cultivated by him, or if the military asks him to copy a group of fighters according to the fighting skills of this baby, the old doctor will not be able to get it.

"What? Fighting indoctrination hasn't started yet? Are you saying that a baby of a little over the age of one, by instinct, kills two adult women in just a few breaths. What exactly do the baby's parents do? The middle-aged soldier said in surprise.

"I've read the background information about this batch of babies, which were sent from Imperial Adoptions. They were carefully selected, and their parents were killed by the Zerg or the Covenant. And I've done tests, and these babies have ruled out cyborgs, robots, and early consciousness indoctrination. The old doctor said.

The middle-aged soldier thought for a moment and asked the doctor, "What are you going to do with this baby?" ”

"I originally chose babies to be the cultivators of the Space Warriors because their minds have not yet been finalized and can be better disciplined and cultivated. But now the fighting ability that Subject 017 is showing today contradicts the combat ability program input brain thinking area that I will be doing in the future. He's no longer fit to be my test subject. The old doctor said reluctantly after glancing at Baby 017.

After listening to the old doctor's words, the middle-aged soldier pondered for a few minutes.

"You've completely erased all of this baby's recent records, and I've thought of a place that suits him, and no one present is allowed to talk about what happened today. If you don't let it, you will be convicted of imperial treason. The middle-aged soldier turned around, looked at the several scientific research elders present, and said sternly.

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Wang Xiaotian, who was in a coma, felt that a needle was inserted into his little arm, and after some drugs were injected, his body was lifted, but Wang Xiaotian just couldn't open his eyes.

It may be a few hours, or a few days, when Wang Xiaotian opened his eyes again, he found that he was lying on a comfortable soft little **.

Because of the fusion of the God of War system, Wang Xiaotian can already understand the language of this world. At this moment, Wang Xiaotian heard a middle-aged man talking to a young girl.

"Alice-Duchess Wang, this is the little young master you applied for adoption, his parents died in the war, there are no relatives, this child is very healthy, under your careful care, he will grow up healthy until he is fifteen years old, and inherit the honor and power of the Wang family." The middle-aged man's voice rang out.

"Butler, I hope so, too. I can do it with or without the power of the Lin family, but I don't want any more accidents with this child. I don't want any accident to happen to him. Otherwise, I will leave the Empire to bear the wrath of my Alice-King. A slender woman's voice said to the butler beside her in cold words.

Subsequently, the woman slowly walked to the soft ** and gently picked up the baby Wang Xiaotian who was lying on the **.

"Poor child, from today onwards, you are my son, you and my late husband's surname, I hope you are like an ordinary child in the manor watching the sky playing, but don't be too outstanding, just be mediocre, you will be called Wang Xiaotian!"

Wang Xiaotian stared at her in surprise, looking at her mother, who looked like she was only in her twenties, and looked as young as a female college student in the original world.