Su Muqiong sneered, and squeezed out a rich mockery from between her teeth word by word: "You...... Receive...... No?"

Promise?

Promise?!

You are also worthy of the word commitment?!!

"I understand that you can't trust me right now, but this time I really didn't lie to you. Sophia, of course I don't deserve to be Jonathan's father, a scumbag like me deserves to die without a place to be buried—who made me the worst person?" Zad said the most shameless words in the most bland tone: "But you're not, you're a good person, and you can be a good mother." Jonathan didn't get the slightest bit of fatherly love, but he might have a chance to receive his mother's great and selfless redemption. This may be the only light in his tragic life. ”

Su Muqiong clenched her fingers again.

"Let's decide. The heat is almost over, and Zad is ready to make a final decision: "Do you agree to this deal?"

"Genetic Collapse...... I...... Will be treated. Su Muqiong turned around, and something was burning in her eyes.

It was not just anger, but a fierce emotion, a more primordial essence, a deeper power.

The big waves wash the sand and wash away the lead. In the deepest nightmare, in the most painful ordeal, she did not fall into darkness, but in her thin body, there was an indomitable strength blooming: "These children...... I...... All of them must be saved!"

Forced to look at him head-on by such a gaze, Zade in the shadows suddenly choked his breath, as if a vampire was looking directly at the sun. A violent cough suddenly sounded, Zad coughed out of breath, he could no longer maintain an indifferent appearance, and sneered at each other with a little excitement: "You can't save it, you can't save them at all!"

"How much can be saved...... How much is it...... Even if only ...... are left The last ...... I won't be ...... Give up!" Su Muqiong clenched her fists, she was so thin that it was distressing, weaker than when she went to London, but there was a brilliance beyond the ordinary in her fists, as if her whole life began to bloom and burn in her palm.

She's made up her mind, she's made her choice.

"They...... No...... Son of Zade...... You are not eligible...... When they are fathers!, I will give ...... They...... The name is ...... today. These are all ...... My child!"

Su Muqiong covered her lower abdomen, and the warm and happy scene of her sisters' family reunion suddenly flashed in front of her.

It's really, so envious.

It was as if at the bottom of an endless abyss, looking up at the distant heavens above.

Some people will derive hatred for all happy people, but Su Muqiong didn't, she just hugged her lower abdomen and the child in her lower abdomen.

"He doesn't call ...... Jonathan...... You are not eligible...... Name him!"

Innocent baby, today, I accept you as my child. Although your appearance is born of darkness, you should not be burdened with the original sin that has been imposed. Although you are in the abyss now, I will do my best to hold you to the light. I will give you a nice name, I will cure your disease and eliminate your pain, and I will do my best to fight for a free future for you.

Even if you burn this body, you will not hesitate to do it.

This is my vocation, a mother's.

"Okay, okay, you're his mother, and you have the right to give your opinion on the naming of your child. But for now, let's get down to business. After all, no matter how good a name is, it needs to be placed on the head of a living person to be meaningful. If you die, then you die, and everything is empty. Zade took a deep breath and regained his black grace just now: "What funds, equipment, and manpower you need, you can mention it." ”

Su Muqiong turned around and couldn't refuse: "I need ...... Go to hyperspace......"

"Hmm...... OK. Zad agreed, knowing that breaking the barrier of the unknowable could only be done in hyperspace. Of course, he needed the means of clamping: "But you can get to the guess lane at most, and you are not allowed to leave my perceptual range." As long as you're the slightest bit of a change......" he took out the button and shook it, "I really don't want you to try that feeling." After all, the test subjects who tested this system before did not end well. ”

Su Muqiong ignored him again.

In fact, from this moment on, for a long time, I didn't say a word to this guy again.

Zad was like a ghost, elusive, ethereal, and terrifying. But Su Muqiong completely ignored him and went all out to start cracking the key of Superman. Her all-out efforts are really all-out, not hesitating to overdraft everything, not hesitating to burn everything, not hesitating to give up everything.

She didn't let anyone interfere with her salvation, because she didn't know who else she could trust. One person can't do research, but she shows a technique that even Zad finds awe-inspiring—hyperphase splitting.

In the entire conjecture lane, in all the research units, Su Muqiong's figure appeared. She phased her space, folded and split it into all the units. Each one of her is a projection of herself, and each one of her is also a real being. Each one of her was all her best, and she supported the whole project alone.

Cybertron's latest ultra-high-speed processing center has been requisitioned, but the four supercomputers running together at full power cannot completely replace human energy. She was divided into hundreds and thousands of parts to operate at the same time, and while using the hyperspace authority to the extreme, she also burned her soul to the extreme.

Her whole life shone brightly in this burning, and at the same time, it was quickly consumed. Su Muqiong in all research units is like a robot, simply because her soul is constantly being consumed.

She doesn't have the flesh of a dragon spirit and a tiger, nor does she have the spirit of chakras.

She doesn't know internal strength, she doesn't know dragon elephants, and she doesn't know how to be like a god.

She is just an ordinary person who has endured the mental burden beyond the limit again and again, and has completely burned herself.

Developing supercomputers, building models, cracking genes, observing experiments, and taking care of the fetus all came under her weight. Dizziness, drowsiness, fatigue, vomiting, edema, all pregnancy reactions occur in turn. Su Muqiong's body is getting thinner and thinner, thin and out of shape, and the thinness is sad, but she can't take care of herself at all.

The fetuses are dying.

From 100,000 and 4,000 at the beginning, it quickly became 60,000, then 20,000, 10,000, 5,000...... The green tanks were emptied, and the withered fetuses were washed down the pipes with a thud of the culture fluid, and flowed like garbage into the treatment tank. Filtered, sorted, the fetus is stacked like pieces of meat into large disgusting piles, and then it comes to an end.

Each time, Su Muqiong would divide a phase to see off these fetuses. She pressed the burning button with her own hands, and watched as the blazing fire turned everything to dust. The light of the fire caught her eyes, jumping, blazing.

At the end of September 1988, the children were born.