The next day, Red was wheeled into the lab early. By this time, he had been stripped naked, the wound on his abdomen had not yet fully healed, and the bulging growth at the scar was bright red, as if there was a fire dancing on it.

It's no longer the doctor who examines Red Name. The masked researcher attached electrode wires of various colors to Red Name's body, and a precision instrument next to it showed the various functions of his body. The researcher writes the title in the handbook: Report No. 1 of the Study of Human Evolutionary Goals.

Red turned his feeble head, looked at his surroundings, and suddenly saw the Russian in the observation room on the second floor, talking to an old man in a low voice.

Red Name's fist clenched suddenly.

The Russian noticed this, and he looked up at the red name, and the two looked at each other and smiled lightly.

"Good morning, sir. Please don't be nervous, just do a little quiz today. The Russian said into the microphone on the table, and the sound came from a loudspeaker on the roof of the laboratory.

There was a hint of resentment in the depths of Red Name's eyes, but he clenched his teeth tightly to prevent himself from making a sound.

"Our esteemed guests are not used to being here. The Russian turned off the microphone and looked at the old man sitting beside him.

The observation room is covered with an intricate Turkish carpet that is intricately decorated and decorated in a way that does not fit in with the laboratory downstairs. The old man sat in a large red elm sofa, leaning on a topaz-encrusted cane, and his whole body was hidden in a white cloak. He waved his hand, and the ring on his thumb shone brightly, as luxurious as a nobleman of the Romanov dynasty.

"This winter is colder than usual. The old man said casually.

"Because of global warming. Extreme weather is getting worse and worse, and if this continues, the ecology of the earth is no longer suitable for human survival. The Russian replied softly.

He opened the vodka on the table and poured the crystal clear liquor into two glasses made of Russian jade.

The old man took the glass, took a deep breath, and drank it all. Then the old man closed his eyes and let out a long, low, long, resonant sound in his chest.

"Stolly's vodka, the purest blood. The Russian smiled, "Two years ago, I was sent to Marlborough to gather intelligence, and I found this bottle of wine in the house of the supernatural man who can discharge electricity. The sake made by traditional craftsmanship shed in the Soviet era is authentic and has never been willing to drink. ”

"I'm also expecting you to give me beautiful jewelry. The old man put down his glass and laughed, "You are not very good at doing what you like." ”

"That is not in your temperament, Mr. Titovich. The Russian winked at the old man, "I'm glad you can support my research project, you must know that the management of the 'company' does not think highly of me." ”

"The 'company' has not changed its opinion of you, this is the approval of the Supreme Council. ”

The Russian's pupils shrank, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. The Supreme Council stood at the pinnacle of the power of the "company", the Russians who had served the "company" for 22 years, climbed to the middle class, and still could not reach any information at the top, they were so mysterious that the Russians were afraid.

Old man Titovich became serious for a moment, "In the past few years, the search of the 'company' around the world has encountered resistance at the same time, and the governments of various countries have gradually controlled a large number of supernatural people, and those newborn little ones have no memory of being ruled by us in the past, and they are making it difficult for us to do our work everywhere. ”

"I think it's the vulgar politicians who are thinking of themselves! their appetites are growing!" the Russian snorted.

"The Supreme Council, which has been angry for a long time, has reviewed your proposal this time, and has decided to try to give you some necessary help by resisting pressure from the Chinese side. ”

"Tentatively, the Supreme Council has no idea how great what I'm doing!" the Russian raised his voice.

"The Supreme Council is not for you to judge. The old man was a little displeased.

The Russians suddenly took off their glasses, "I've got that mysterious meteorite, I've already done half the battle! Doesn't the Supreme Council know its importance? Are they fools!"

"Watch your attitude! Victor!" the old man said louder than the Russian. He poked the ground hard with his cane, and his black eyes suddenly turned golden.

Victor instantly tensed the muscles of his whole body, and the pleasure rushed from the tail vertebrae to the back of his neck, and the pores on his body seemed to explode. He felt the rush of adrenaline that made him no longer calm, as if he could attack at any moment.

But he restrained his abnormal sense of excitement, and he didn't dare to move, he clearly understood that as long as he showed a little abnormal behavior, the old man sitting opposite him would pounce and break all his bones in the next second.

Victor slowly took two steps back and bowed his head slightly.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency Titovich, but I'm ashamed of the offense at the top. He used honorifics, trying to control his chattering teeth.

"Sit down and talk. The golden color in the old man's eyes faded little by little.

Victor let out a sigh of relief, took off his sweat-soaked blazer, and sat down wearily on the sofa across from the old man.

"I understand the blows you've been given over the years, it's okay if the 'company' doesn't want to see you, the Supreme Council is the one you need to be loyal to. Your research is well funded, and I will be your armed guarantor. The old man adjusted his sitting posture to find the most comfortable position, "The importance of that meteorite goes without saying, the gem society has been looking for it like crazy for more than a month, and soon they will know that we are in our hands." You've got to speed things up!"

"Understood. ”

In addition, BJ's friends have expressed their dissatisfaction with the disturbances on their territory, and the Supreme Council is mediating this relationship. I want to warn you, Victor!" The old man stared into Victor's gray eyes, "If your research ends up inconclusive, the Supreme Council may abandon you under pressure from many sides!

Victor smiled and put his glasses back on, "I will prove to the members of the Supreme Council that the meteorite is worth it, it will be the key to changing the course of human development!"

The old man still stared at Victor and didn't make a statement.

"I've done a lot of calculations to make sure I don't fail. I will report to you on this research. ”

With that, he turned his head to look downstairs at the lab, watching as multiple researchers sent the anesthetized red name into a catalytic chamber.

"See that young Asian, if you're lucky, he's the result of research. ”

The old man glanced at the red name and retracted his gaze, "It's just an ordinary person." Are you sure he's the best candidate?"

"Alien people are also born from ordinary people. Forcibly stimulating that meteorite with the power of a supernatural man will only create monsters, and I will not repeat the failure of the Gem Society. Victor said.

"Hopefully you've chosen the right direction. The old man asked no more.