The military scientific research institute, the top secret doctors in the entire Chinese country are anxiously waiting, waiting for a miracle to happen.

If they lose this person, it is equivalent to Huaxia losing 80% of their intelligence, and they can't afford to lose!

No matter what, even if it's against morality, save her back!

"Miss Night...... Miss Night, did you hear that? Resist it! The heart is coming soon! ”

"Miss Night, you must resist it!"

……

As the person who was operated on, she was opening her eyes wide and looking at the crystal screen above her head very calmly.

What is played in it is a full-body reflection of oneself.

Precision instruments covered her small, snow-white body, and under such shackles, she was completely like a child who had not grown up, almost pitifully slender.

But a few people can imagine that this dying girl lying on the bed is actually an executioner who has killed countless people.

Oh, it should be said that it was her new weapon that took the lives of countless people.

War after war, plunder after plunder.

Because of her terrifying mind, the military will always be able to seize the opportunity, survive a hundred battles, and sweep the world with killing.

The world says that she is a machine born for war, she is sensible, she is cold-blooded, she is ruthless, she is cruel, she is indifferent, she will never have the emotions that no one should have.

But who knows the loneliness of the ghost talents who have been proficient in various Chinese languages since the age of two and have won awards and innovations in various disciplines.

Night Terror often wonders, is it because of this that God knows that her hands are stained with blood, so that she will be tortured by illness and suffering, and she will not be in fear all day?

From birth to now, she has never stood up, and God has given her an extremely terrible mind and an incomparably weak body.

All her life, she was confined to a wheelchair and lived with the help of an oxygen machine.

She's tired......

It's really tiring......

With a glance at the data displayed above, her supercomputer-like brain calculated her survival rate for the disease this time.

Zero.

What a pleasing statistic.

Are you going to die?

She sighed softly, the corners of her lips curled slightly.

Sure enough, she is still too weak, even if the military used all methods and forces to prolong her life in order to use her wisdom, and even clones are ready, but she is still too weak......

A weak body like hers is a loser eliminated by nature, and in fact, she should be sent to the morgue as soon as she is born.

In this way, she would not have to endure so many years of torture and live for a long time.

Although, these are not what she was expecting.

And now, she is also grateful for this weakness.

Otherwise, if she had a strong physique, she would probably have been tortured to death for the rest of her life, a torture from human nature.

I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me.

She didn't want to, her hands were covered in blood, but she didn't have a choice.

It's good to be dead, it's good to be dead......

……

Looking at the ring on her hand on the screen, Night Terror thought sadly, maybe she died, and she could only leave this ring with a bad background......

There are really few relics.

……

"Not good...... Miss Night's blood pressure has dropped! ”

"Damn! What about the heart! Why hasn't it arrived yet! ”

"Quick! Shot in the arm! Don't let her die! ”

"No, it's getting weaker, damn it, get ready for an electric shock-"

"Yes—"

……

"No, the life index keeps dropping, damn it, dig out her brain and cultivate it separately! Don't let her brain die! ”

"Yes!"

……

At the last moment of his life, Night Terror could hear such a sentence, and he couldn't help but think, you bunnies, you rabbit cubs, you can't die peacefully......