After more than a decade of continuous work in the isolated Black Swan Harbor, Dr. Herzog gradually lost his sense of time and space.

On the first Monday of every month, he receives the latest research and a lot of telegram news about the outside world.

It's nothing more than about the trends of the Cold War, the nonsense of the old men in Moscow, and some lace that can be read over and over again.

Only icebreakers, which arrive twice a year, give Herzog the illusion of a festival.

Vodka, chocolate, canned meat, cigars...... and the most important experimental material, a large number of tissue samples of unknown higher organisms.

Herzog had never seen that great creature with his own eyes, and he could only barely sketch the outline of the "dragon" in his brain. Majestic, ancient, mysterious.

In his opinion, the research results of Black Swan Harbor may be a century or more than the world.

Extremely mature cloning technology, uninterrupted heating and water supply system in the polar regions, dragon genome decipherment program......

So, it was hard for the doctor to believe the words of Major Bondarev. The elegant and powerful KGB told him that the great country that had defeated his homeland was about to come to an end of its own time.

How could a country that could support Black Swan Harbor and many similar institutes collapse so easily?

But Bondarev brought so much evidence that Herzog had to believe it. Black Swan Harbor is about to usher in its end, and with the times.

"Doctor, have you sorted out the results of genome decipherment?"

Mr. Major interrupted Herzog's thoughts.

"It's all here. If all goes according to plan, this incredible project will be completed within ten years. ”

The Doctor couldn't help but marvel. The project was so amazing that he had only completed a small part of it.

"It's just a few days until Christmas, hurry up. Together we will inherit the property of Black Swan Harbor, and Moscow, New York, Tokyo, and the whole world will welcome us. ”

The "Major" expertly recites the lines and is engrossed in the role of a careerist who is an aristocratic KGB.

"What about the children in the orphanage? Are they prized possessions? ”

"Just bring the embryos. Doctor, if you have feelings for those children, I can understand that.

After all, you can't get along with boring nurses, soldiers, and researchers, and there's really nothing to do in Black Swan Harbor.

Those hybrids, it's actually okay to bring one or two, but it's a little troublesome. ”

"Bondarev" saluted the doctor, pretended to visit the institute, and at the same time carefully wrote a report on city No. 11.

This so-called "Black Swan Harbor" is a pirated goods, and in his opinion it is a big circus, where everyone is a clown to please the monarch.

Except for a fake researcher who had been planted inside in advance, everyone else, from nurses and soldiers, to orphanage children, including the genius Dr. Herzog, were replaceable.

They live in this isolated miniature city, naively believing that they are still alive in the 90s.

Herzog was undoubtedly a genius in dragon genetics, and he alone could stand up to three tenured professors of genetics at the Kassel Academy.

The committee tried to replace him, but found that the effect of the newcomer was not good, so they had to switch back to Herzog.

......

The doctor was left alone in the director's office in the orphanage, thoughtful.

In his eyes, the children in the orphanage are good experimental materials and toys. Life in Black Swan Harbor is too boring, and these half-breed children are like potted plants planted in the backyard and carefully tended all year round to the doctor.

But as the Major said, when they go out into the outside world, these children become a mere liability. And when the child grows up, he will slowly become disobedient and become an unqualified toy.

Anton and Khorkina were the most beautiful of the children in the orphanage, and their pedigree was excellent. When they grow up, they will look like children of nobility.

But this kind of thing is still precious in this port, and in the outside world, "Anton and Khorkina" may be as many as weeds.

Herzog had made a decision in his heart, there was no need to bring it at all. If he misses a toy one day, he can clone another one.

But for some reason, he often had a delusion in his head. Herzog always felt that he should have had a more interesting toy, a boy or two.

He walked down the hallway, secretly enjoying everyone's flattering smiles and kind expressions.

When the children saw the dean, they immediately fell silent and stood up straight, hoping to be appreciated by the dean. When the dean was in a good mood, he even gave a child a whole piece of chocolate.

Herzog walked leisurely to the end of the hallway, suddenly stunned. He had lived here for more than ten years, but he had little impression of this room.

Open the cold, heavy iron door, and there is only an empty iron bed in it. The iron bed was fitted with compulsory restraint clothing to control the mentally ill, but some of them were tattered and splashed with a few drops of blood.

Was it used as a hospital room before he came to Black Swan Harbor?

......

Christmas Eve, warm, cheerful and carefree.

Men smoke cigarettes, nurses wear brand new dresses, and young men, women and children dance and sing in the hall.

Herzog, as is customary, gave a short speech, and everyone applauded vigorously.

Supplies will continue to arrive next year, spirits and cigarettes will be rationed more, and heating will remain available 24 hours a day.

When the children grow up, he picks out the best of them and sends them to Moscow University.

The motherland is still prosperous, and all those who have contributed in Black Swan Harbor are heroes of the country.

After Herzog finished speaking, his chest felt a little tight, probably because the heating was turned on too high.

He left the hall and let the young people indulge in the last pleasures of Christmas Eve.

"Ready?"

"Wait another fifteen minutes, and when Christmas comes, let Black Swan Harbor come to an end."

The doctor stood in the cold wind and replied to Bondarev with an indifferent expression.

"Those children, who are you going to take away?"

"No need."

"I have a hunch that we will have a good time working together."

The "Major" smiled and lit a cigarette for the Doctor with a lighter using aviation kerosene.

The two stand side by side in a haven in the snowy country, clinking glasses with icy vodka.

......

The "Major" glanced at his watch, and the time was up.

Doctor: "I don't know yet, how do you plan to bury Black Swan Harbor?" ”

"It's simple, so simple that you won't believe it.

Merry Christmas, Dr. Jung von Herzog. ”

The moment Herzog turned his head, the "Major" suddenly pulled out his gun and shot him through the left chest.

The sound of gunfire echoed across the snowy field, and no one answered.

The doctor writhed on the floor for a few seconds, then lost his voice.

"Don't pretend, you're not dead. Your heart is ectope, and the shot just grazed your left lung. ”

"You, you, who the hell are you?"

Herzog stared at Bondarev, a KGB major who claimed to be the last descendant of the Tsarist family.

"Me? I'm just an ordinary worker, just like you. ”

Bondarev's boots struck the doctor hard in the right abdomen.

"You scumbag, do you know how much money you made me lose? I'm betting you're going to take Khorkina, how nice that girl is.

Now there's no one to send a kid to college, because everyone knows you're a hopeless liar scumbag. ”

Bondarev did not give the Doctor a fatal blow, but kept kicking him with his military boots.

"Do you know how hard it is for me? It took a long time to learn Russian with a special accent, to attend special training in the old KGB, to take an actor course, to get the position.

As a result, you're about to be replaced in just two years, and you made me lose a lot of money even in the final gamble. ”

Herzog's eyes changed from shock and resentment to sheer bewilderment.

"You, what the hell are you talking about?! I don't understand what you're saying! ”

"The year is 2010, not 1991, and it has been almost twenty years since the collapse of the USSR. It's hard for you to understand, right? ”

Bondarev kicked the doctor twice more, and there are no human rights to cloning people anyway.

"11a, stop playing, go as planned.

It's your own fault that you lose money in the gamble, and even if the doctor takes a child, you're more likely to choose Anton. ”

Herzog turned his head as hard as he could, and saw a man stepping out of the room, a normal research assistant.

"11b, you shouldn't have made much money, I remember you bet half a million, and the gambler has awakened.

And if there is a child that the doctor is most likely to take, it is Renata. ”

"But that kid isn't here anymore, isn't it? Her name is no longer Renata. ”

The two men, codenamed 11a and 11b, calmly communicated, both of them losing the game this time and were a bit embarrassed.

In each replica of the Black Swan Harbor, there is a Dr. Herzog.

The clones were copied with words, infused with memories, and transported to isolated miniature cities, inheriting the research results of Herzog.

On the first Monday of each month, the Ph.D. receives the latest research results of other clones and completes the academic exchange.

Despite being clones, these Herzogs, without exception, are all scum and liars, only to a different extent.

Don't underestimate the Doctor just because he's a clone, that's the Committee's advice to each group.

In 1998, there were serious out-of-control incidents in three cities. Herzog, codenamed 3C, had already discovered that he was a clone, cleanly killed "Bondarev" and the soldiers monitoring him, and injected ten times the dose of homemade evolution medicine.

The evolved 3C killed half of the hunting team, fled nearly 80 kilometers in the ice and snow, and finally degenerated into Deadpool and was killed.

The research assistant codenamed 11b, because he saw that 11e Herzog always went to see Zero's room, was suspicious, and thought that Dr. Hed had a problem, so he made the wrong bet.

"I'm a clone?"

11e Herzog's expression twisted into a twist.

Impossible, how can this be?

He has always admired the philosophy of ghouls, and only by constantly eating the value of others can he grow stronger.

But the conversation between the two in front of them kept hinting that Dr. He was just a wage earner under some people. Without his knowledge, he was devoured by others and had his entire value devoured.

"Yes, yes, clones. How did it take you so long to think of it? 11e, you're going to make us embarrassed, this kind of purity can't even get into the top ten in the industry. ”

"Who am I really am? Is it him, are you sent by him? ”

"You think too highly of yourself. No. 0 Herzog died the year before and didn't even complete the mission.

He blew up Black Swan Harbor with the real Bondarev on Christmas Day 1991, and the organization found the tradition very ritualistic and continued to use it.

This is the biggest contribution of number 0. So, once again, Merry Christmas! ”

11b shrugged and slashed at a speed that was indiscernible to the naked eye, and Dr. He's head separated.

The wound was burned and coagulated for a moment, no blood was coming out, and the doctor was even conscious.

11b gives Dr. He's head to 11a and puts it in a cryogenic box for preservation.

"What do you want to do!"

11a and 11b looked at each other in surprise. The seniors are not nonsense, and doctors in this state can still speak.

"Doctor, your brain is said to be of great use. We don't know how to use it, but the organization's alchemists seem to be very good at it. ”

Without waiting for 11e to continue speaking, 11a closed the lid.

He ripped off the nanomaterial fake skin from his face and returned to the ballroom with 11b.

The anesthetic gas passed through the ventilation ducts, causing everyone to collapse and faint. They were injected with neutralizers in advance, and with their high blood, they only felt a slight discomfort.

"This Khorkina is in good shape, and I feel like I can last at least three years."

"Three years? Three years later, hopefully we haven't lost our jobs. ”

In the hall, the two walked between the fallen clones, checking the status of the organization's property.

"Anton can't do it, obviously not like a 15-year-old. Give him a shot. ”

Bang!

"Nope."

Bang!

"This Sergei is barely usable."

"No, it's easy to get into trouble."

Bang!

The alchemy bullet distributed by the organization is very useful, it can explode high temperature in the body, and it will not even bleed after destroying the heart, which is clean and trouble-free.

"Whew, call it a day."

The two stacked corpses on the ground, threw them into the incinerator one by one, and finally threw them into the headless Clone Herzog.

"City 11's recycling program has been successfully completed and the study materials have been uploaded. In addition to the doctor, there is a shortage of Anton, Sergey, soldier C1...... There are 14 people in total. ”

11a Count the heads and report.

"What, Sergey is out of stock? It takes three days to arrive, is your logistics department reliable? ”

There was a scolding on the phone, accusing the action team of not valuing the expensive clones at all, and the clone Sergei had a shelf life of up to five years. 11a hung up.

11b heard the news and increased the amount of anesthetic gas more than ten times.

The two members of the operation team sat side by side on the cold steps smoking cigarettes, waiting for the group's goods to arrive. They were responsible for installing 11F Herzog and getting the institute back up and running.

"Shift change, shift change, this time it's my turn to be Bondarev. KGB major, also the Tsar family, it's really enough to drag. ”

11b smiled and patted his colleague on the shoulder.

"Acting class has something for you to feel comfortable with."

11a grimacing, he had to be trapped as a researcher in the birdless Black Swan Harbor until his next shift.

There is nothing strange about shifts, after all, he looks exactly like 11b.

"By the way, have you heard about the new clone researcher?"

"The alchemist? Laughing at me, it doesn't work at all. ”

The organization seems to have discovered a young alchemist with great talent, and professionals guess that that person's ability to see Long Wen is far superior to that of other half-bloods.

The plan was stopped in the middle of the process, and it seems that there was a problem with the raw materials?

11a: "It is said that the original version was lost, and as a result, only clones with no memories could be made." The so-called super psychic ability can't be replicated at all, in fact, I suspect that this ability does not exist at all. ”

"Didn't you say it was an alchemist of C-rank blood? It is impossible for the C-level to have super spiritual vision, and it is estimated that the alchemy team is cheating the funds. ”

"Definitely. Or Dr. Herzog's genetic evolution is more reliable. ”

"To Dr. Herzog."

"Respect him."

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