Chapter 13: The Tragic Value of Survival~
This indescribably large cube space makes people feel chills in their hearts just by looking at it, and it is a nightmare place for Ling.
"Whoosh!" A black shadow flew through the air and smashed directly at Ling, who did not resist, was directly hit and fell to the ground. There was a soft touch in her arms, and it was one of the clones, "No. 43546?" Ling glanced at the girl in her arms, at this time she only had a little breath, her clothes were soaked in blood, and her body was covered with bruises. Seeing the painful appearance of "herself" in her arms, Ling's heart was actually very uncomfortable.
"You're free...... Let's go quietly...... "Ling slowly put down No. 43636's body, which was already a corpse. "Hurry up, what are you rubbing? You lowly test subject! Hurry up and let Lao Tzu go!" The person escorting Ling was obviously impatient, because in his opinion, no matter how much Ling died, it was just like a dead white mouse, and there was nothing to pity at all, because the purpose of creating Ling itself was destined to leave only one!
Ling glanced at the person in front of her lightly and ignored him, because in Ling's eyes, this guy was just an ant who could be pinched to death at any time, and the reason why he could insult himself like this was naturally because the concept of resistance did not exist in Ling's mind, so there was no need to be angry with a person who had nothing to do with him.
"Professor Alwin, isn't today's setup too powerful, thousands of test subjects have died so far, I'm worried about it ......going on like this," Assistant Nelly said to a middle-aged man. "What do you know? To create the strongest weapon second only to the SSS level, of course, you have to use this extreme means, only the kind of desperate situation in which they have no survival will the potential contained in their bodies burst out!" Alvin said in a sonorous voice.
At this time, in the screen in front of the two of them, a man wearing thick hideous armor was pinching the necks of two "Ling" with both hands, and the necks of the two Lings had been twisted to a certain extent, and it was obvious that they had been twisted off, and the man's eyes were full of excitement, as if the scene in front of him was specially made to please him. "It's really interesting, that desperate scream, what a beautiful music!" The man's eyes showed a touch of madness, the armor on his palm was very special, and there was an extremely sharp blade on the inside of each finger, I saw that he clenched his hands hard, and the necks of the two corpses were instantly cut off, leaving only two heads in his hands.
The man's feverish eyes admired the two heads, and a creepy laugh erupted from his mouth. "Perverted, how can there be such a pervert!" Although it was on the screen, Nelly was still extremely disgusted, the bloodthirstiness of the man in front of him, the pleasure of enjoying torture and killing, and the perverted corpse abuse behavior, it can be said that it was to the point of madness. "This person is nicknamed the butcher, but he was known as the most brutal criminal in the fourth district back then, and once slaughtered a small town overnight, and it took a lot of effort from the top to capture him at that time, in fact, he should have been executed a few years ago, because of his strength, he was secretly protected by the high-level, and only this kind of person can test the power of the final weapon. Alvin said, although this was true, but seeing this bloody scene, Nelly still resisted and turned her head.
There was more and more blood, and the corpses were about to pile up, but none of them were all corpses, either dismembered, or the flesh and blood were blurred, and a trace of disgust appeared in Ling's eyes, "The front is your mission today, kill that man, and the mission will end, otherwise none of you will want to survive!" said the person who escorted Ling, with a hint of a smile on his lips, obviously also the kind of bloodthirsty person. "Is there any meaning in living in this kind of life?" Ling's eyes were extremely cold, without a trace of emotion, and the kind of eyes that were already desperate for this world made a chill swell in the officer's heart. Ling ignored him and walked straight ahead.
Only three Ling were still standing around the butcher, but his body was still scarred and gasping for breath. These Ling's eyes were full of fear, they didn't want to fight, but the instructions in their brains made them have to do it, knowing that they would die, but they would still rush forward desperately. Even clones are exactly the same when they are born, but as they grow up, they are bound to develop in different personalities, so they also have the idea of wanting to live.
The butcher was enjoying his own slaughter feast, the expression on his face completely distorted, and the armor on his body clanged as he walked. "Are there only a few of you left? It's a pity, you're too weak, and the one-sided slaughter is so boring. A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the butcher's eyes, and he saw that the butcher who was originally standing in front of him turned into an afterimage, and the three of them flashed a trace of consternation, and before they could make corresponding countermeasures, one of Ling's chests was completely dissected, and the whole person was torn in half.
The pitch-black armor smelled of blood, and the butcher was reflected on the two Ling like abyssal demons. The two of them kept retreating, their bodies already trembling, and their faces were full of fear and despair. "It's really sad, the meaning of the existence of you clones is to be slaughtered, so let others slaughter, you must be very angry in your hearts, but it's a pity that you are too weak to resist at all, the power of this world is everything!
"And what is the purpose of your existence?" Just as the butcher was about to kill the last two Ling, a question appeared behind him. Turning his head, Ling was standing behind him and watching him. "There's one more, but it's no different, they're going to die anyway, it doesn't matter how many more or how few!" the butcher wasn't the slightest surprised by Ling's appearance. "Why, you want to kill so many people, it's just a matter of killing, why do you use such cruel methods?" Ling was not the tone of questioning, but the tone of ordinary questioning. "What are you talking about? Of course, it's for that kind of pleasure! Isn't it too boring to simply kill? You know that when people are dying, that kind of struggle, that kind of desperate but unwilling eyes, that kind of painful look can make me feel very happy, just like this!" said the butcher, pinching the neck of a Ling in front of him, lifting her in the air, poor Ling kept kicking and kicking her feet, and his hands desperately tried to break the butcher's palm, but he couldn't break free. The butcher laughed loudly, the scene in front of him was exactly what he wanted to see, the more fierce the resistance of the killed person in that kind of torture, the more cheerful he became.
"That's how you used it to hide your fear. Seeing this scene in front of her, Ling said lightly to the butcher. "What?" the butcher didn't know why, the anger in his heart swelled up, "What are you kidding? How could I be afraid?" "Although your eyes are full of fanaticism and perversion, I can still see through the hidden fear in your eyes, because you are afraid, you are not so strong, just to hide the weakness in your heart and kill to prove your strength. Ling's tone was still indifferent, the butcher was silent, and the fierceness in his eyes was even more unscrupulous. "You're just a poor person who can't control your own life, we clones can't resist because of the order implanted in our brains, not because we're afraid of death, but you're controlled by those guys because you want to live and give up the chance to resist, in fact, aren't you a white mouse like us? Ling shook her head.
"You bastard! I'll kill you first!" the butcher was completely enraged, shook off Ling who had already fainted from suffocation in his hand, and rushed directly at Ling. "This guy, unlike those test subjects, she is very special!" When the butcher approached Ling, he had already begun to calculate in his heart, that kind of indifferent eyes, that kind of eyes that seemed to see through everything, and the momentum that emanated invisibly, made the butcher have a sense of depression.
I saw Ling raise his arm, and suddenly a terrifying storm appeared around the butcher, "What?" A trace of disbelief flashed in the butcher's eyes, and at this moment he felt that his body wrapped in armor had become very heavy, and the strange air pressure made him breathless. It is impossible to breathe in the high-speed flowing air, which is the most fatal weakness of the invulnerable butcher, the pressure is still increasing, the butcher's black armor is deformed by the air pressure, no matter how he hits with his fists, it has no effect, because the wind is invisible.
In less than a moment, the butcher completely lost the strength to struggle, and the burly body slowly fell, completely unconscious. As the storm began to dissipate, Ling didn't look at the butcher again, and walked straight to Ling who had passed out. Looking at Ling, who had lost consciousness in her arms, Ling inexplicably felt a trace of sadness, in an experiment, only one experimental subject could survive, the two of them failed, even if they saved them, they couldn't escape death. "I'm sorry, I can't save you. Ling apologized to the two Ling, "You don't have to say this kind of thing No. 3819, this is our fate......"
"Unexpectedly, she defeated the butcher with one move!Worthy of being the best test subject for the final weapon!" Elwin's eyes were full of fanaticism, the kind of frenzy that seemed to have success in his hands!"I'm afraid her ability level has reached the S level, and if this continues, I'm worried that with her computing power, she will crack the commands in the brain, and we will lose control of her!" Nelly worried.
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