After a day of peace, Ye Suqin lay in bed but couldn't sleep, it didn't feel good to be monitored in all directions, and what was even more frightening was that he couldn't capture the development of the situation.

Ye Suqin's intuition told him that he was estimated to be the only one who was treated like this, and he was able to move around the entire dormitory building at first, but then he was ordered to stay in the room in the afternoon, and several guards with guns were placed at the door, and under the black mask were indifferent faces, which was different from the soldiers who had flattered the gate before, it was a real direct subordinate unit, with a high level and high combat power.

While basking in the sun on the balcony in the afternoon, I saw the former instructor, uh, now I'm going to call him Major Hornason. He passed downstairs, looked up, and nodded at him reservedly, Ye Suqin smiled in return, but deep behind the two smiling faces, there was a shadow buried.

Involving such a huge amount of combat readiness resources, just to take care of such a small person as himself, he is really how virtuous and how can he be.

What's going on? What are you invisibly involved in? Ye Suqin's brain was about to explode, but there was no result, after all, the information at hand was too thin to deduce clues and logic.

"What are you doing?" Major Jonathan asked disgruntled as he pulled Recor, who had rushed straight toward the checkpoint in a vain attempt to reach the checkpoint.

"What are you doing here?" Rako asked rhetorically.

"At this time, can you not make trouble for yourself." Major Hornason glared at him.

"Explain to me what it means to be in trouble, Major Hornason." In the last five words, he bit extraordinarily hard.

"It's literal!" Major Hornason pushed angrily, only to find that the other party was not moving.

The muscles were like balloons infused with chlorine gas, and they suddenly blew up, propping up the black striped vest and about to burst throughout. Countless small dark gray black spots swim happily in the subcutaneous tissue, like industrious ants, transporting supplies everywhere.

This is a sign of the activation of the nanomachine, and it is also a sign of the opponent's ability to build up momentum.

Major Hornason's pupils shrank suddenly, although he knew that the plan was ahead of schedule, and the three students had injected the nanomachine in advance, but he didn't expect that Rayco's adaptability was so good, and he had already mastered the essence of the nanomachine in just one day.

"Can you stop making trouble?" Major Hornason said bitterly: "He is just a wild dog in the wilderness, there is no need, and it is also the will of the highest level, he can't do it, Rako, he can't risk his future." ”

"What's more, the other party had a holiday with you, have you forgotten how Daniel died?" This sentence, like a heavy hammer, hit Rako hard in the chest, and he was slightly stunned. Then he waved his hand and said, "It was an exam before, and the rules were like this, so I couldn't help him, but now it's different, he is an employee of the company like us, how can we use a knife to attack our colleagues?" ”

"Colleague!?" Major Hornason smiled, "He deserves it too?" Have you sat down with the dirty laborers in the factories behind you to discuss the topic of your colleagues? ”

"Don't be stupid, kid, he and we will always be people of two worlds, he is valuable, we recognize him, he can be our so-called colleagues, work together, but this is only the so-called after all, not true He is the same kind of person as us, he is from the wilderness, that's enough, he is just a dog for the rest of his life." Major Hornathan's words were sharp, so that Rako didn't know how to refute for a while, what he said was the truth, and it was something that everyone had always recognized, but I don't know why, something was in my heart, and it was uncomfortable.

"But he saved our lives! How can we ..... How can you just sit on the sidelines. Rako was a little discouraged and said in a low voice.

"So what, the hounds occasionally go out of their way to rescue their owners who have been trapped by wolves, so should we look up to them as if they were of our own kind? Don't be obsessed, people are different from each other, different births, different classes, different values, and sometimes the gap between people is bigger than the gap between people and dogs. You've grown up in this environment, and it stands to reason that I shouldn't have taught you this kind of truth. Major Hornathan frowned, and said eloquently: "He saved you, we are grateful to him, if it is a general matter, I will help more or less, after all, in this company, what I say still has a bit of weight." But what is most afraid of is that it involves the high-level, you are useless, I am useless, your minister who manages security matters is useless, not to mention that you are just an illegitimate child, and you can't be on the stage. ”

It is not kind to expose someone's private affairs in person, and Rayco glared angrily, although the other party's words offended him, but what the other party said was exactly the truth.

Major Hornason stood in front of him and looked directly at him, without the slightest intention of retreating, his expression was obvious, there was no choice in this matter.

"Can't you go up and see him?"

"Do you have a common word? Don't make yourself uncomfortable. ”

Rako stared at him stunned, and finally was defeated by the other party's fiercer gaze, and turned his head to leave.

"Maybe he won't die," Major Hornason suddenly relented and muttered, "I heard that woman say that the probability of the test subject surviving is probably more than 17%, so maybe it's okay, after all, that kid's luck has never been bad." ”

Ryko raised his hand and waved, signaling that he understood.

Major Hornason smiled, scolded the stinky boy, and turned back to walk back.

Rako didn't go far, walked around the perimeter of the dormitory building for half a circle, and suddenly threw his arm hard at the blind spot where several surveillance personnel were not paying attention, and a small ball of paper crossed a graceful arc and landed on the balcony of the thirteenth floor with unmistakable accuracy.

Ordinary people can't do this kind of thing, but for a super soldier equipped with the pinnacle technology of mankind, it seems extremely simple.

Lei Keguang glanced at the dormitory building complicatedly, and there was a faint sadness in his eyes, as Major Hornason said, he couldn't help it, such a move was more or less just a psychological comfort that was better than nothing, and then, as the colonel said, he could only resign himself to fate.

"What's wrong with me?" He smiled self-deprecatingly, maybe fools are contagious, and he shook his head, removing all the complicated emotions from his mind.

- Perhaps, fools are really contagious.

- Perhaps, this doesn't seem to be bad either.

Thinking to himself, Rayko's steps involuntarily became a little brisker.

.......

Long, cold corridors, white walls, white ceilings, white tiles, everything is white, as far as the eye can see, everything.

The white-painted aluminium doors closed tightly, and a feeling of unease, fear, and incomparable pain simmered over everyone who passed by. No one could say why, but everyone felt the same thing. For this reason, somehow, the corridor that I had walked through countless times before was particularly frightened this time.

The thick door blocks the sound, the sight, and the two worlds!

Screaming! The terrible screams, through the hysterical extreme pain and the dazed and unwilling to die.

In the blank room, empty, only a scorpion-style chair full of science fiction in the center, a man in a white hospital uniform lying on it, his limbs are bound by plastic straps, his face is full of fear, there is no one here, not even a nurse, the sound of breathing is amplified countless times in his heart, and he can clearly feel the cry of going crazy in his heart.

Under the base of the Scorpio seat, several remotely controlled mechanical arms stretched out, the main trunk is similar to a telescopic water tube-type material, revealing a miserable white silver light, and the top is a cone-shaped mouthpiece with a needle, the long needle tube is three centimeters long, which makes people feel frightened when they look at it.

About half a meter above the head of the seat is a container, countless red and green indicators are jumping, and inside the glass jar, green nutrient solution, yellow anti-inflammatory solution, and white analgesic flow along the catheter bit by bit in the transparent pipe.

The mechanical arm rotated and wandered, constantly changing directions, like a glutton, hesitating to get the knife down, and then it seemed to find a good position, and then stabbed out like lightning.

The vertebral duodenes, the fontanelle, the celestial chong, the anterior chest, the heart, the pancreas. The mechanical arm is like a king squid in prey, mercilessly wrapping the prey whole, piercing the opponent's vital point one by one, and the man can't even feel the pain, because the speed is too fast, and the cranial nerves don't even have time to react.

The first thing injected is a lubricant, a muscle relaxant, which will greatly relax the texture and further clean and lubricate the vascular tract that the nanomachine will invade next.

The white analgesic anesthetic is then replaced.

As the mechanical arm fiddled, the man found that he had lost control of his body, and he couldn't even feel the slightest feeling, as if his body was no longer his own, only his two eyes moved with his thoughts, and only his own consciousness was wandering wildly.

On the left wall, a huge one-way glass almost occupies the position of a wall, and in the next room, Livia stands in front of a huge hanging screen two meters high and nearly four meters long, with her hand on her chin, intently observing.

There are dozens of large and small pictures on the huge hanging screen, with the front and back nude portraits of the man in the next ward in the center, and the dozens of small pictures around are full of close-ups of various organs in the man's body. Many of the images rotate, showing three-dimensional images of these organs or tissues. And these images are all moving, completely showing the activity of the organs in the man's body.

Livia clapped her hands, the room was more than four times larger than the lab room next door, and behind the rows of computers were researchers in white lab coats, their expressions solemn, their eyes glued to the screen in front of them, refusing to let go of even a single detail. Hearing the applause, he raised his head slightly and set his eyes on their leader.

"The departments have taken note and are ready to inject nibelungen. Now for the thirty-second countdown! ”

Nibelungen is a research project led by Livia, and it is an epoch-making improvement in the countless generations of nanomachines. It is the initiative of Livia and the condensation of more than ten years of painstaking efforts.

At the same time, it is also a failure with no hope!

It has been decades since the advent of nanomachines, and in this industrial chain, it has been very mature and entered mass production early, although it is subject to high-precision technology and raw materials, the output is still very thin, but the entire ecosystem has been very complete.

The clock tower is only sold to Carterit, the basic version of the nano combat machine, the advantages of this kind of nano machine is safe, special effects, reliable, completely without any side effects and dangers, except for a few units may have an exclusive reaction, but this type of carrying is only as long as you do a matching test similar to penicillin reagent can convert the results, the results are good, the results are good, and the results are not good, give up, it is very convenient and simple.

In general, there are no risks associated with injecting the basic version of the nanomachine.

The nibelungen is not the same as Valhalla. Valhalla's core intelligence region is an artifact of the Hand of God, a partially man-made fragment of God that is embodied and mapped into ordinary cells. In general, it's still human cells. Nibelungen, however, somehow implanted the Hand of God directly into the core area. The tissue cells of higher-plane organisms are directly implanted into the bodies of low-level organisms, which is a crazy move to think about. There is no doubt that the lower beings simply cannot withstand the circuits of the higher beings, and death will be a particularly fortunate thing, and the greatest pain is the extinction, along with the body, along with the soul, along with all traces of the world, to be erased.

No one was optimistic about this crazy move, and Livia, who took over the project, thought it was too fantastical. But..... The most feared thing in the world is the word but. In addition to the gods who are outside the world and the people who are inside the world, there is a third demigod that is completely different from the two that transcends matter and spirit, but combines matter and spirit.

When Livia takes over the project, the secrets of the clock tower are quietly revealed for her. The Order's headquarters in Paris are located in an ice cellar beneath the remains of a complete demigod.

Demigods, the beings who bind the nature of gods and men. Hidden between the cracks of the long-sealed history, the ancient mystery of the god dynasty is quietly revealed at this moment.

The ancient cells of the demigods, that is, the concrete and material basis of human cells, also carry the ethereal reflection of the gods, that is, they can observe the inferior ignorance of the human species, and can also glimpse the grandeur and insignificance of the god race.

What if you wrapped the Hand of God in the shell of a demigod cell? Livia thought uncontrollably, and this secret of peeking into the origin of the world made her so excited that she couldn't sleep.

However, this kind of engineering is not as simple as it seems, and there are many complex genetic engineering, mechanical engineering, theological engineering, and so on.

But, it doesn't seem impossible!

Nibelungen (Nibelungen) is a prototype that has finally come out after ten years of ups and downs.

However, another trouble followed.

Ordinary people simply can't accept such a weapon with superior genes, even if the cell shell is wrapped with a thick layer of insulation and iron sheet, God will not accept mortals, even if it is a dead god, he has his nobility, which cannot be blasphemed.

The only ones who can barely carry it are the descendants of the demigods.

And such a descendant, who has experienced the vicissitudes of time, it is difficult to say how many humans with thin bloodlines are left.

Livia has created a reagent to test the demigod descendants, which can be accurately and quickly measured with just a drop of blood. Of the millions of people in the entire Clock Tower's control area, only a few hundred have been detected to have the blood of ancient demigods. And these people are uniformly arranged for the carry-on test.

Of the 437 test takers, only a handful of less than 40 survived, and all of them, without exception, became invalids. This seems to be the opposite of the original purpose of R&D.

The European adaptation of the human race is almost exhausted, and the latest batch is still clones in artificial petri dishes, and there is no time at all. Livia didn't want to wait for ten or twenty years for the clones to come to fruition. She needs a lot of physical data to help her adjust the base recipes and uncover the secrets of God-human coexistence.

More than 400 cases of clinical trials, can not be said to be ineffective, the latest experimental data in the formula change shows that the survival rate is gradually rising, has reached more than 17%, and the disability rate is decreasing, there have been seven or eight cases of people with full beard and full tail survived, but it seems that they can't activate the ability, and the nanomachines in their bodies seem to have fallen into some kind of sleep.

In the cooperation of Katerit, the aptamer test actually detected that three people were of ancient descendant blood, and this is just the headquarters, the various divisions and settlements below, and it is not known how many experimental materials will be born, as well as some large and small companies outside the vast field. She believes that as long as she speaks, these large and small companies will beg her grandfather to come to her grandmother.

And she only needs to open her mouth and give some permissions, such as the channels for arms sales and the supply of non-standard weapons.

"Countdown starts: 30, 29, 28...... 4，3，2，1！ ”

"Injection !!"

Livia stared intently at the screen in front of her, and a series of red trickles began to pour into her body from all directions in the three-dimensional image.

The process was smooth, the other party's expression was indifferent, calm, and there was no adverse exclusive reaction.

The nanomachine cells began to attach to the cells of their brain, and the mechanical tentacles that could only be seen by a microscope extended from the epidermis of the nanomachine cells, piercing the nerves of the opponent's brain with accuracy, and injecting wisps of pheromones into it.

"Carrying with nerve lines is normal," said someone who shook his fist excitedly.

"The body functions normally, and there are no adverse reactions." The assistant reported.

"The link on the spine is normally mounted, and it has been signaled with the nanomachine unit in the nerve region of the brain, and the link is normal and can be used."

The staff were busy reporting the situation, their fingers crackling and dancing on the keyboard, and everyone could see that everyone was excited, with a faint confidence in their expressions and smiles.

The red siren suddenly sounded throughout the audience!

Everyone was caught off guard.

"What's going on? What happened? Livia looked up blankly, and was greeted by the one-way glass, a terrible collapse was taking place.