Dr. Connor's central biochemical chamber is outside of Dragon City, and the scale of the continuous and magnificent complex is not inferior to that of an ordinary town, and it is second to none in the Bloody Council in terms of size, personnel, and available funds. {)

At this moment, around a building in Area A of the real yàn room, there were warriors with loaded guns and ammunition, and behind the warriors, there were more than a dozen low-level dragoons. On the top floor of the five-story building, several people of various shapes are sitting in large rooms, looking out of the floor-to-ceiling windows that occupy an entire wall, looking out of the windows with some boredom at the unchanged scenery. These people are both men and women, and they all exude a faint aura of strength, and it can be seen that they are all strong people with considerable strength. When their gaze occasionally swept over the dark dragoons patrolling the building, they made no secret of the disdain in their eyes.

There were several sets of sofas in the room, and on the largest and best one, there was only one person, or rather, a boy, to be exact. He looked very beautiful, and there was even a hint of melancholy in his eyes. At the moment, he was holding a retro-style book, reading it intently. But looking at his tightly knit brows, you can see that the process of reading is not pleasant, even full of pain.

The boy looked like he might not even be ten years old, but he took the best spot in the room, and he was faintly the leader of the vicious men. And the eyes of those people who occasionally glanced at them were also full of awe. The awe and fear were clearly directed at the boy himself, not because there was something big on his blood line.

"I don't know when we're going to wait!" A sturdy middle-aged man standing by the window complained, but his voice was low, as if he was afraid of disturbing the boy who was studying hard.

"It should be soon. Didn't Dr. Connor say that the project was completed in these days? A woman in her thirties next to her said. She had dark black circles under her eyes and looked like she hadn't slept in a week.

"Connor? How can these fellows who are engaged in research have any concept of time! Half a month ago, he said that it would be possible to produce results in a few days, but what was the result? It's still said that the project may end in a few days, so do we have to stay here with him? The man said angrily.

"It's to spend it with him!" The woman said unceremoniously, "If that spider sends someone over to make trouble during this time, and you happen to be away, think about what the consequences will be?" ”

The man's face suddenly became a little ugly, and the huge shadow of Bebraz passed through his heart, and he was completely speechless.

"And Lord Haydn is here, do you want to run away in front of him?" The woman said sarcastically.

The man's face instantly flashed with anger, but he didn't say anything, obviously he was very jealous of the boy sitting on the sofa. In fact, everyone standing in this room has good strength, and they also have a temper and arrogance that are equal to their strength. Everyone was not convinced that Bebraz had sent such a child whom no one had ever heard of to be their head, and there were many people who secretly wanted to clean up the little boy.

Some people do it when they think of it.

However, after doing so, two of the three people who wanted to teach Haydn a lesson were seriously injured, and one turned into a corpse. And in the short time they got along, Haydn fully displayed a violent temper and ruthless methods that were not in keeping with his age and appearance, and as long as it was slightly less than he wanted, whoever it was, whether it was a man or a woman, would be beaten by him. After two or three days, the hearts of this group of murderers were only fear and fear for this little boy.

Haydn likes to read, he usually hardly sees his cultivation ability, he reads whenever he has time, as long as he is reading, he ignores the things around him, so this man and woman dare to talk about him when Haydn is reading. Haydn's expression was very rich when he read a book, sometimes painful, sometimes gnashing his teeth, but never happy.

The man stole a glance at Haydn and glanced at the title of the book.

"Phenomenology of Spirit?" It's a painful book, at least in the name, and that's what the man thinks.

Underneath the building, guarded by a group of powerful people, is a closed secret research center. At this moment, only Dr. Connor and his assistant stood in the large space, and Dr. Connor's face was full of barely suppressed excitement and anticipation, while the assistant did not hide his fanaticism.

In front of the two of them lay a huge instrument in the shape of a dark black semi-cylindrical instrument, which couldn't help but make a subtle motor sound. On a light screen next to the doctor, many cursors are turning from red to green one after another, and each cursor turning green means that a key metric has been detected. It's a short process, but it's a long one. In the course of a few minutes, the doctor and the middle-aged assistant were already unconsciously covered with sweat.

Eventually, the last cursor turned green, and although there were still a few bits of glaring red on the screen, the progress bar showing the overall progress had reached the end.

"Doctor, is it time to get started?" The middle-aged assistant's voice couldn't help but tremble a little. This time the reality is too crucial, if successful, to put it mildly, it is enough to leave a heavy mark in the history of mankind. It's no wonder he's so excited.

Dr. Connor nodded, and he lifted his hand, holding his breath before his trembling hand steadied and pressed against the light screen.

The roar of the machinery in the test area suddenly increased, and the semi-cylindrical machine slowly erected, and the whole body began to emit a faint light. The cylinder gradually became translucent, and it could be seen that this was actually a huge cultivation tank, and a man of about two meters and an extremely toned figure floated in it. But unlike normal humans, the ** position on his chest is inlaid with two fusiform crystals. Four whip-like tentacles several meters long hung from behind his shoulders, gently curling in the culture medium, or constantly touching the four walls of the culture tank with leaf-shaped tips, as if to test something.

The man in the incubator still hadn't woken up, but the four tentacles were moving on their own, as if they were intelligent. Seeing these four tentacles, Connor and the middle-aged assistant couldn't help but feel a little afraid. As the founders, they are well aware of the power of these four things.

The middle-aged assistant looked at Connor and said, "Doctor, go to the monitoring room above, I'll be here here." After all, it is likely to be dangerous for a while. ”

"No, I'll be here."

"But what if there's danger, doctor? It doesn't matter if I'm dead, but the central room, no, the entire Bloody Council is indispensable to you! ”

"Don't persuade me, I'm not leaving. At this most intense moment in history, I must personally stand in front of my creation, even if it is worth dying because of it! People like us have long since dedicated their lives to science. If this time the real yàn is successful, then you and I are standing at the pinnacle of human history! Because what we have done is the work that originally belonged to God, because we have created a new life! Dr. Connor began to glow with a divine glow on his face as he spoke!

After a pause, Dr. Connor smiled and said, "Even if there is danger for a while, there is no need to worry. If we all die, there will still be someone who can preside over the central real room. Helen, she's even better suited to sit in this position than I do. ”

The middle-aged assistant was a little incredulous and said, "She once humiliated you in public back then!" ”

"A little thing, long in the past." Dr. Connor said.

But the assistant knew that this was not a trivial matter back then, and even caused an uproar in the entire bloody council. But Connor seemed to have lost his mind about it, saying, "As long as she can carry out the apostolic plan to the end, it will be the greatest respect and compensation for my life." Only she can truly complete the apostolic plan. ”

"She's a pervert and a madman!" The assistant said stupidly that he was also among the people who had been humiliated by Helen back then, and that he had been humiliated in the field where he was best and proud. As a man who is nearly forty years old, his attainments in the field of biochemistry are not as good as a teenage girl, this shame is unforgettable.

"Synonymous with pervert and madman, it is genius. This may not be a universal rule, but it is very applicable to Helen. Connor said calmly, his hand finally pressed against the light screen!

An extremely strong arc of electricity is generated from the bottom of the cylinder, coiled upwards, and all the way to the top of the cylinder, before dissipating. The man in the cultivation tank suddenly opened his eyes! He had silver eyes, and the depths of his beast-like pupils shone with blood-colored light!

The culture liquid began to slowly decline, but the man seemed to be unable to wait, and the four tentacles behind him pierced out like electricity, stabbing fiercely at the glass shell, and actually pierced through the steel shell made of tempered glass in one fell swoop! Then the two crystals on his chest suddenly shone brightly, and he suddenly punched out, shattering the tempered glass cover in front of him!

The pungent smell of the culture liquid gushed out and spilled all over the ground. The man strode over to Connor and his assistant, and stood still, his silver eyes scanning the two men back and forth, and then, his gaze fell on Dr. Connor.

Connor and his assistant didn't dare to move, after all, the four tentacles were floating in mid-air, and the tip of the leaf shape was like the head of a poisonous snake, and it was already staring at the two people tightly. Judging by the power of their light piercing through the tempered glass, there is no doubt that they will tear the bodies of two people.

"What am I? If...... If I am human, then who am I? The man asked, his voice in a very peculiar tone, as if he was still learning how to pronounce and speak.

Dr. Connor stepped forward, his body almost touching the sharp edge of his tentacles. Without fear, he looked at the man who was a head taller than him, and said, "You are my creation, a special 'person', you have no kind of people in this world, but soon, you will have great brothers and sisters." Your birth is a miracle in itself, so I call you, and your brothers and sisters, the elect! ”

The "...... of the elect" man repeats the word, seemingly struggling to remember it.

"As the first chosen person on earth, the name I give you is, Moses!" Connor held out his hand to the man.

The man's face was uncertain, and after a moment of stalemate, he finally knelt down in front of Dr. Connor and let him place his hand on his forehead.

Connor and his assistants finally breathed a sigh of relief, the sweat could no longer be contained, and the madness poured out, soaking through their robes in the blink of an eye.

"Get up, my child. Next, I will do a comprehensive examination of your physical condition so that I can rest assured. ”

Moses stood up, followed Dr. Connor's finger, walked into the spare tank, and closed his eyes. The culture liquid was poured into the tank from ten spouts, submerging his body.

The new number jù reappeared on the light screen, and the assistant read the refreshed number jù one by one, and the more he read, the more excited he became: "Strength 6, measurable potential 8; Speed 7, measurable potential 9; …… The attack strength of the four tentacles is equivalent to the strength of Tier 6, and the measurable potential is 8. ”

The assistant gasped and summed up: "The instant combat power is outstanding, the potential is highly evaluated, and the results are quite good!" ”

Dr. Connor pondered for a moment, and said meaningfully, "The follow-up entities of the plan are limited in the materials that can be distributed, and their strength will be weaker than that of Moses. Moreover, the key to the completion of the plan is to see whether the transplanted intelligence and combat consciousness are complete, and whether they accept the control. This needs to be further examined. ”

The assistant smiled and didn't argue with the doctor. In his opinion, as a brand-new creative body, being able to understand instructions and control one's own behavior so quickly already shows that the intelligence is transplanted quite perfectly. The problem with Ph.D. is that sometimes it's too perfectionist.

And, like his mysterious father, Moses possessed evolutionary abilities that were completely non-human and could undergo further modifications as needed.

The problem was that Connor and his assistants didn't fully understand the basis of Moses' genetic sequence, and now it seems that the genes are very solid, but no one knows what it will be like if they are modified or evolved.

But, as the Wise Men said, the scarcity of the most critical 'materials' determined the limits of Moses' and his successors. Moses alone used half of the 'materials' he had. If Moses' entire body was made of materials...... The assistant imagined the situation, and his breath involuntarily became short.

If it does, then they are not creating the elect, but the apostles.

When it dawned again, Sue and Medirli emerged from the cave where they were sheltered. Beneath their feet was a thick layer of snow and glowing with an eerie blue light, and the radiant clouds in the air almost reached the top of the two men's heads. Occasionally, a strong mountain wind whistled by, and a large cloud would sweep past the two people. Although Su's body was already immune to radiation, when the radiation cloud passed directly over his body, he still felt a slight tingling tingling.

For several days, they had been walking on the snow line, difficult and slow over the seemingly never-ending mountains. There is no need for ferocious mutated creatures on the snow-covered mountains all year round, and cold, radiation, and desolation are the most dangerous enemies.

When he was inspecting the direction of the terrain, Su suddenly felt a cold feeling passing through his body, as if above the radiation cloud, a pair of invisible eyes were staring at him coldly.

Sue's short pale blonde hair stood up suddenly, then slowly calmed down. Medirri looked up at the radiant cloud right in front of her.

"It's seen us." Su said lightly.

"In the Ice Throne?"

"Possibly. But it doesn't matter, we're always going to meet it. ”