"If you can find it, you will be a great mother who saved her child. ”

"If you can't find it, or won't find it, then I'm sorry Jonathan that your incompetent mother failed to save you, or that your ruthless mother abandoned you. Of course, Jonathan, you don't have to feel alone. Even if you die, I will continue to make your younger siblings. ”

"They may continue to die, but they will move forward. Until your mother succeeds, until one of them survives, then I will promise him to live freely under the sun. ”

With a creak and a groan in the seat, Zade got up and whispered with his back to Su Muqiong, "You have four hours to think about it, however, Jonathan has limited time, so I recommend that you don't do something that wastes time, after all, I don't want to put you aside for a few more months." ”

With a loud and resolute sound, Su Muqiong pulled the infusion needle from her arm, and at the same time swept the peeled apple to the ground. Thin, she sat up suddenly, she didn't cry, but her eyes were completely red. She didn't say a word to Zad anymore, she didn't look at him anymore, she just staggered but stubbornly pushed open the door, gritted her teeth and walked out.

This is New Mexico, an underground lab. Looking at the layout, Yang Qi, who had been there, recognized it at a glance, it was the area where the old priest was found. Unlike the ghostly abandoned scene later, the imitation of Tiberium at this moment is full of people, and countless researchers are rushing to run. There are a few fresh faces among these people, but the vast majority are old people brought out of hyperspace.

Su Muqiong recognized in a trance that the people who anesthetized themselves and used their hands and feet on themselves at the beginning, and their voices were these "old subordinates" with high technical skills.

Now, these people came head-on, and after seeing Su Muqiong, they hurriedly dodged to the side, their faces turned white and red, and they didn't dare to look at Su Muqiong.

Su Muqiong didn't look at them anymore.

Reaching out and pushing away everyone in front of him, the sharp pain still permeating his body. Her weak legs couldn't support her body, as if she might fall down at any time, but Su Muqiong stubbornly moved forward and forward. An hour later, Su Muqiong walked a distance that ordinary people could walk in fifteen minutes. She was sweating profusely and panting, but she held herself on.

Everyone along the way made way for her, all the gates along the way were opened for her, and all the heads along the way were bowed for her, but it was not entirely out of reverence, but even more because of guilt and fear to face it. Su Muqiong didn't feel the glory of being treated specially, and there was only cold despair and burning hatred in her heart.

She saw the culture tanks.

Standing in the jungle of this cultivation tank, a huge sense of evil and depression came to my face. It's full of Cold War-era industrial style: the huge steel pipes and thick cables that mop the floor, the whirring exhaust fans, the green-shrouded tanks, and the buzzing noises and cacophonies, the smell of original sin is terrifying.

"In order to exclude the influence and damage of light on the embryo, it is specially designed to be a little darker. Zade stepped out of the ripples of space, and he stood beside Su Muqiong, holding his cane like a gentleman: "But even if I have been very careful with them, the mortality rate of these sons of Zade is still very high. Originally, I prepared close to 200,000 samples, and today, these are the only ones alive. ”

Su Muqiong swayed forward and reached out to gently caress the surface of the glass jar. No, they weren't the sons of Zade, and Su Muqiong didn't hate them. These, and the fetus in the womb, were all victims of Zadeh's madness—just like herself.

"Look at you still so stubborn, but it doesn't seem like you hate them. Zade's voice was no longer frivolous, just as cold as an iceberg. He no longer approached, standing far away in the darkness behind Su Muqiong, but the shadows around him seemed to be afraid of him: "This is a good thing, with my understanding of you, maybe you want to save them together." Still, I advise you to do what you can and treat Jonathan as your first priority. ”

Su Muqiong raised her left hand to cover her lower abdomen, and her face was completely expressionless. She doesn't show any expression in front of Zade, she doesn't allow herself to show weakness in front of this bastard, this is her last stubbornness and self-esteem.

But the emotions that come from memory are incomparably strong, incomparably surging, and clearly conveyed to the hearts of everyone who assimilates this memory.

Two different ideas are in a fierce confrontation, and the bitter hatred makes her want to die with everything. But another thought is also simmering, flickering like a flame.

Holding my lower abdomen, I felt the presence of new life. The appearance of this child is not the crystallization of love, he is not even an unexpected product of overnight joy. There was no love in him, only conspiracy, deceit, hatred, pain, and original sin.

But...... When the abdomen moves, the fetus is shaking.

But it was not a happy fetal movement, Su Muqiong seemed to empathize, and felt the pain from the shaking. Forcibly inserted into the superhuman key by Zade, the child was already immersed in pain even during the embryonic development period.

Is this the mother-son connection?

A small tremor pierced out of her abdomen and hit the bottom of Su Muqiong's heart in an instant.

The line of sight suddenly blurred.

She looked at the countless culture tanks in front of her, and the embryos in these culture tanks were actually in the same pain as the fetus in the womb.

I want to relieve their pain.

I want to put an end to this.

But how, exactly?

Or rather, which way?

To the left, or, to the right?

A choice of fate.

"Let's make a deal. Su Muqiong was at war in her heart, and Zade opened her mouth again at the right time: "You continue to [project-X] and give me the cure for gene collapse, and I promise to let Jonathan live the best life." I will accept him as my son and make him my heir, who will inherit the vast Zade family in the future. ”

Silent.

There was a long silence.

Then, Su Muqiong shook her head.

"No, I can't. She finally spoke. She struggled to speak, because with every word she spoke, her throat ached like a tear: "He can't...... When your son ...... You don't deserve ...... When his father ......"

When Zade heard this, he was not angry.

He heard the meaning of Su Muqiong's words.

"Then I'll give him the freedom to choose. If he wants to be my heir, he's number one. If he doesn't want to, then I'll let him fly away. Well...... I'll send him to Hong Kong and give him a family business that will never end. Including these sons of Zade," Zade pointed to the boundless forest of culture tanks: "If they are cured of genetic collapse and survive, I promise them the same chance of free choice." ”