However, Yuan Yuxue only rested for a few days.

is still under the slightly tougher request of Jie Zhouyan.

After observing that the eggs inside the body of those who had eggs were maturing - because each day became more dangerous, and the danger of dissecting the eggs became greater, Yuan Yuxue still entered the working state again. The list is re-drawn according to the maturity of each egg, and the "operation" is started.

The success rate of this particular surgery is 100%.

And Yuan Yuxue is also accustomed to the program of controlling this energy outflow, and the control of energy is more accurate.

In addition to being able to save energy to a minimum, he also adapted to the "sequelae" that followed. didn't feel a little trance like that day, and even crashed into Jie Zhouyan's body.

It's just that Yuan Xuxue's face still looks pale.

He spends his days in the lab or in his villa, rarely seeing the daylight system simulated in a starship. Therefore, the complexion is already white, and there is a slight physical "discomfort", and the change is even more conspicuous in the crowd.

At first glance, it looks like it is glowing in the crowd.

The only thing on his face that has a little intense color is probably his red lip flap, because of the contrast of skin tones, it looks as gorgeous as if he had applied flower juice.

It's just that Yuan Yuxue doesn't feel any discomfort in himself, and he is already very used to the energy output of this frequency. Jie Zhouyan seemed to engrave the impression that Yuan Desire Xue gave him that day into his heart, and he was never able to substitute the current performance of Yuan Desire Xue into it.

So much so that every time, I felt that Yuan Xuxue, who had just finished the experiment, was very weak.

When Yuan Yuxue came out of the isolated laboratory, he was still sorting out the buttons of his clothes that had just been buttoned, and Jie Zhouyan had already stepped forward, picked him up directly, and prepared to take him back to the villa.

When Yuan Yuxue first encountered this kind of behavior of Jie Zhouyan, she was indeed slightly stunned.

Because the person who hugged him was Jie Zhouyan, he didn't struggle much, just asked Jie Zhouyan to put him down.

"You say you're tired."

Yuan Yuxue looked at him seriously and explained, "That's what I said three days ago - and I wasn't very tired at that time. ”

But he usually always understands it at one point, and even has a different tacit understanding with Yuan Xuxue, but at this time, he looks like a stubborn robot that has been written into an ancient wrong program, constantly repeating, "You look weak now." ”

"I'm dizzy."

"Will fall."

"You need me to hold—" Jie Zhouyan said, "or I can push you on a stretcher." ”

Yuan Yuxue imagined the scene of herself lying on a stretcher: "......"

The result of the final discussion with Jie Zhouyan is also the final regression of Jie Zhouyan - that is, he can not hold Yuan Xuxue, but can change it to his back.

In his eyes, Yuan Xuxue is very weak and needs careful protection.

Yuan Yuxue: "...... Good. ”

The upgrade part of the detection system does not need Yuan Yuxue to continue to bother. The improvised research team of the upper echelons (most of whom were even Yuan Yuxue's "students") were already able to take on such a task very well. Although it was difficult to create, it was not difficult to replicate with specific tutorials, and more detection systems were quickly upgraded.

It's just that in addition to such good news, it will usher in endless troubles.

In addition to the expedition team, there are countless people who have also been planted with eggs.

Everyone who comes into contact with someone needs to be tested.

Even though the ratio is very low, because the base is too large, the final number is also very spiritual.

The number of people who need to undergo "surgery" to remove the eggs from their bodies is increasing every day.

There is only one person who can solve these troubles, Yuan Xuxue.

Others, of course, also wanted to try to dissect the eggs from their bodies to stop the mutations.

However, they really can't complete such an "operation" without harming the host. No matter how anxious he is, he can't compare to the level of Yuan Yuxue.

So much so that even those who came to deliver the information of the parasite would show some ashamed looks when they saw Yuan Yuxue.

They are too useless, and the pressure of Yuan Xuxue ...... It's just too big.

Yuan Yuxue didn't feel anything.

He's used to the constant immersion in tasks. Think of this as the most common task.

In addition to the consumption of energy, Yuan Yuxue was slightly hesitant. There was nothing difficult about this task for him—he wouldn't even be injured or killed by it, and it was much gentler than any of the previous missions.

It's just that when Yuan Xuxue solves the troubles left by these zergs, those upper echelons of the starship are also facing new troubles.

The expedition's bad luck caused them to temporarily abandon the exploration of the rich planet.

But because of the troubles caused by the Zerg, they were all resolved in an orderly manner during this time, so that in the first layer of meetings, someone put the exploration of the planet back on the agenda.

Before the final outcome of the battle between these different factions, the topic of their current meeting became another headache.

- The people at the bottom of the seventh layer, who are renewable human consumables for them, have revolted like never before.

Although the upper echelons occupied all the resources and weapon advantages, when they learned such ridiculous news, they were indeed a little inexplicably flustered at first, and their eyebrows ached.

Some people even sneered directly, "How can they resist, they don't know what resistance is called, after all, they were born with ...... in their genes."

The man's demeaning words were interrupted by the words of the others before he could finish them. His face was a little ugly because of this.

"The key is missing."

The man who interrupted him said, "It looks like they did discover the secret of genes." ”

……

The seventh class is born to be the seventh class people. They are useless waste and garbage, even if they are squeezed at will, they will not have any rebellion, as if engraved from their genes, that is, the cognition of cowardice and domination.

These words are not a tactic or a disparagement by those at the top who brainwash them, but they are true.

The man with bright red hair like a flame couldn't help but look a little cold when he opened the gene pool and looked at the strange things growing inside.

In the process of sailing, the starship will receive some lost planets and wandering human groups. Or the people who survived the destruction of the fleet that was originally sailing.

Those who wander are the main source of population on the starship. But the population of the seventh layer has always grown too fast.

The seventh class does not have the right to marry, and it is impossible to produce offspring.

The replenishment of the number of displaced people should be a drop in the bucket when the seventh stratum is subjected to severe daily exploitation and the most dangerous jobs.

But their numbers did not decrease day by day, but increased as tenaciously and rapidly as cockroaches, and no one noticed such an anomaly.

It is also obviously extremely unusual that those regimes that were close to slavery have not been met with any resistance for a long time—it is one thing for rebellion to be suppressed, but no one has raised any objections to their situation, and there have been no minor conflicts, which is worth pondering.

They seem to have been born with this system.

This is engraved in their hearts for them to follow...... Rules.

And in front of the red-haired man's eyes is the secret of the seventh layer.

As far as the eye can see, the countless translucent cabins are soaked in freshly cultivated human bodies.

The genes stored in the gene pool will be extracted after the number of people in the seventh layer is insufficient, and they will quickly multiply into such humans.

Then, according to the procedures specially prescribed for them in the genes, they become tools of hard work.

This is the default unspoken rule in the construction of almost all large starships, and it is also the common "secret" among all first-level people.

Even until those of the seventh layer die, they will be left with the same genes. Then, I don't know how many years later, I was re-selected into the breeding program and bred into such a human being.

Although in essence, they are no longer them, more like twin brothers who are extremely close by blood. But when you think about it, it seems like a creepy fate. Even death cannot escape the fate of enslavement.

Ah Yan - he used to be in the first layer, probably the kind of "upper class person" who is the most conceptual standard on the starship.

It was only because his grandparents and parents were committed to rebelling against such a system, and it was worth it until he was sent to the seventh level because his approach was too radical, and he lost the battle.

The rights accumulated by the vein to which he belonged were almost all deprived and eaten, and he was vaguely targeted by the upper echelons, no matter what his performance was, it was impossible to be promoted from the seventh layer.

The only mercy to him is that his genes cannot be copied, and when he dies, he will be able to usher in true liberation.

As a seventh-level person, he can only be driven by insults at will, and he can only contribute his humble physical strength from life to death. But Ah Yan has never been overwhelmed by such a heavy life and mental torture, but he has been more sure of his original goal.

The existing system will be completely overturned.

There was a little more violent look on his face.

Those who can thirst for the blood of low-level people to step on, he will also pull the other party down.

Chapter 195: Fear Voyage 45

The secrets of the seventh stratum were revealed to the public by the rebels, who were also the "thugs" in the upper class.

Gene bank, breeding, reproduction......

Almost everyone knows such a secret.

First and foremost, the most painful and the most impactful, of course, are the very large number of people of the seventh layer.

They had never had any resistance to their future or their fate before this, but fate had never been kind to them.

Since "I can remember", I have considered myself an inferior person, and I need to do my best for those who are in the upper echelons, squeeze out the last bit of energy, and be responsible for countless high-risk jobs that frantically squeeze them.

The harsh treatment from the top never made them feel like they were resisting.

But the secret that was preached was really unacceptable to them.

It's like a living human being, like a pig or a cow or a horse that can be raised.

And what they can't accept even more is that such a tragic fate will continue to be endless.

When they die, their genes are still stored in those gene pools. In a hundred years or even decades, when no one remembers them, they were re-bred.

And then repeat the tasks of this life, the tedious and devastating work until you die again.

It's like being trapped in the same cage for the rest of your life.

Such a punishment was terrible for them.

Because even death is not the end of liberation.

Even those who have succeeded in ascending from the seventh level to the sixth level because of some merits cannot accept their origins—it is so pathetic.

If one day they make a serious mistake and are relegated to the seventh level, will they have to repeat such a terrible fate?

These exposed truths have made those seventh-layer people who have always been devoted to hard work like worker bees also give birth to fierce resistance and rejection.

Originally, the commands they had locked in their genes made it impossible for them to resist any of the "rules" on the starship.

But their leader, the man he called the leader of the seventh estate, rewrote their genes through the key, giving them the right to rebel again.