"So, what do you mean by the super-elect and the Apostle III test subject?" Haydn asked.

"In the first phase of Project Eden, Dr. Connor cultivated three highly completed shells to be used as carriers for future super-voter programs, which are the top three numbered voters in the lab. Using the remaining materials, I succeeded in activating the third entity, and the 'Garden of Eden' project entered the third stage: 'Apostles'. This is what I just called the Apostle No. 3 real yàn body. The assistant said.

"Nonsense!" Connor in the air roared like crazy, "The energy required by the three super-voters is too great to be activated!" You liar, traitor, traitor! ”

The assistant raised his head, looked at Dr. Connor's face distorted by extreme anger, and said lightly: "Those three carriers are just super-elects in your hands, and they are apostles in my hands!" Because I've cracked the second layer of the gene lock! ”

The assistant's words exploded in Dr. Connor's ears like a thunderclap! He muttered, "This is impossible, how can you unlock the second layer of the genetic lock?" You've been hiding from me, you've been hiding from me......"

Connor didn't roar anymore, his voice faint as if he were muttering to himself. He slapped the invisible barrier in front of him hard, but the force of the blow was returned several times over. His hands were rapidly red and swollen and cracked, and blood flowed from the wounds, mingling with the blood of the specially made elect, and no longer distinguishing from each other.

It was impossible for Connor to break through the Void Prison unless he had the ability to rank eight or higher. He also knew that his swearing and accusations were unlikely to have any effect.

After asking the question that should be asked, Haydn smiled, glanced meaningfully at the middle-aged male assistant, and turned sideways to the side. Bebraz stood up, handed the materials in his hand to one of the attendants, walked up to the assistant, and said, "Let's go, go and see your Apostle III test subject, and hope it is worth six materials." Oh, can you sue me by your name? ”

The middle-aged male assistant's pale and chubby face immediately flushed with a layer of rich red due to excitement, straightened up, and said, "My name is Martin!" Martin. Gardler! Excellency! ”

"Martin......" Bebraz looked his assistant up and down seriously, nodded, and motioned to lead the way. Martin immediately made his way to the elevator, with Haydn and his attendants following last. The researchers put down what they were doing and did as Martin had told them to prepare. Although no one knows exactly what happened, everyone knows what to do at this time. Researchers are human beings, and in order to survive, it is important to know what to do when in addition to technology.

In the center of the presentation hall, six specially crafted voters who had not been ordered were still standing in place, staring ahead with blank eyes. Their intellect was severely damaged, and the bodies of their dead companions were in front of them, but they turned a blind eye. In the aerial prison, Dr. Connor was slumped on the ground, looking up at the dome of the hall, muttering something to himself.

They are all outcasts.

Ten minutes later, Bebraz stood in a very simple room and looked at the ** man in the cultivation tank, thoughtful. It was a well-proportioned man, still asleep in the culture fluid, strings of tiny bubbles popping up as his chest rose and fell. And the most striking thing is a half-exposed crystal on his chest. Even in the culture tank, the man makes the invisible pressure felt by those around him.

Bebraz took out a tortoiseshell-framed sniffling glass, pasted it to the tank, and looked at it for three minutes before turning back and asking Haydn, "What do you think?" ”

"Eighth Order." Haydn was very strict this time, and did not show a frivolous smile again.

Bebraz nodded and said to Martin, "Good, this is good." So, what kind of surprise did the second test experience bring me? ”

Martin had already prepared and immediately replied, "You can do two eighth-orders." And make sure that one of the abilities is in a spell-like or melee realm. The cultivation time takes three months, and the probability of success is about ...... ４５%。 ”

"So, what about One?"

"Theoretically, One will have a ninth-order ability, but it needs to further break the genetic lock before it is possible. It is not possible to estimate the probability of breaking the gene lock, but it is certain that the probability is very low. Therefore, until the end of this war, one should not expect a result. Martin replied honestly.

"The war may end soon, or it may drag on for a long time. But in any case, the war will end, and then we will still need the Eden plan. Bebraz said.

Martin hesitated, but plucked up his courage and said, "But...... Your Excellency the Speaker, I have to say that the plans for both the two and the first could not be realized without materials. Even the pre-research work could not be carried out. ”

Bebraz smiled and said, "This is not important, the matter of materials can be put away first." From now on, this research base is in your charge. So, Mr. Martin, do you need anything? It doesn't matter, just say yes. ”

Martin thought for a moment and said, "I'll admit, I have one more small request. Dr. Connor is an expert in biological genetics and has a lot of knowledge, and I think I am missing such an assistant in my research base. ”

Bebraz looked at Martin with some surprise, then smiled and said, "That's a good idea, let's do it." ”

With that, Bebraz was ready to leave the research base. Martin seemed to remember something, hurriedly chased after him, lowered his voice, and said: "Your Excellency, according to my judgment, there should be enough material reserves in Helen's place, enough to complete the development of No. 1 and No. 2!" ”

To Martin's surprise, Bebraz only nodded at this shocking news, indicating that he knew. As he passed the demo hall, Bebraz looked at the six remaining voters, pointed to them, and said to Martin, "These can't be wasted, let's find a way to recycle them." ”

Martin was stunned, but immediately replied, "Yes, Your Excellency!" ”

Bebraz nodded, and with Haydn accompanied, he boarded the car and drove away. However, when he left, he stood at the end of the red carpet and watched the speaker leave, changing from Connor to Martin.

It wasn't until the Speaker's motorcade disappeared from view that Martin straightened up and slowly turned to look at the majestic complex of the Institute. His gaze seemed to pierce the walls and landed on Dr. Connor. Connor, who was still in a state of distraction, suddenly trembled all over, as if he had been bitten by an invisible poisonous snake. He looked around with his eyes wide open, only to see the researchers hurrying around the presentation hall and the cleaners cleaning up the debris of the corpses. From time to time, a strange gaze would float over, nail it on him, and then hurriedly dodge it.

Connor was still suspended ten meters in the air, and although Haydn was far away, the effect of the Void Cage was still there, and it was unknown when it would dissipate.

Moments later, Martin appeared in the demo hall, his face red as a rotten tomato from his excitement. He looked up at Connor hanging in the air, and suddenly said, "What are you doing there, why don't you get some mats!" Spread out, if Dr. Connor falls and injures himself in a moment, I'll cut off all of you's heads! Such a good assistant, but it is difficult to find one for decades! ”

Not only did the workers move, but even the researchers were scolded to move the mats. It wasn't until he saw that the cushion under Connor had been piled up to a height of more than 2 meters that Martin smiled with satisfaction and looked up at Connor, very patiently waiting for the 'Void Cage' to fail. At the time of leaving, Haydn did not sit in the armed buggy behind the mat, but got into Bebraz's car and sat opposite the Speaker. Despite passing in areas where there are no roads, the wide and luxurious carriages are very smooth when traveling, and a full glass of water does not spill. The technological level of the new era has been vividly reflected in this car.

Bebraz finally put down the information in his hand and removed his nose-clipping glasses, revealing a tired expression. He rubbed the top of his head and said, "How's this Martin?" ”

"Absolute villain, selfish and grudgeful, without the slightest taste, his achievements should be hard work plus a little luck, in terms of talent, certainly not as good as Connor. I don't like him, he's a mad dog, and now he's wagging his tail desperately, and when he gets the chance, he'll pounce on him and bite him hard. Connor was actually much better than him, at least with good taste. Haydn made no secret of his disgust.

Bebraz smiled and said, "Connor is a lion, but the long life of prosperity has made him lose his fighting spirit and creative power. Martin is indeed a mad dog, but there are times when crazy little people burst out with huge energy, so they should not be underestimated. Effort is a substitute for genius most of the time. As for Connor, if he survives Martin, there will be a bit of a future to be seen. ”

Bebraz looked at Haydn and said, "You are indeed a rare genius in ability, but there are all kinds of geniuses, and no matter how powerful a person is, he cannot become a genius in all aspects. So, we need all kinds of people, whether they are capable or not. Taking a step back, what would happen if there really was such a person, an omniscient and all-powerful genius who was superior in all respects? If you were such a person, what do you think would be the end? ”

Haydn closed his eyes and began to think seriously, and gradually, a drop of cold sweat oozed from his forehead. His whole body trembled, and his golden eyes turned wildly under his eyelids, and began to shoot out a strong light, even if it was blocked by his eyelids, it also shone out, forming two small pillars of light that quickly swept around. C