Chapter 255 Transport Ship

The next day, in area N83.

The Port of Los Angeles, the largest commercial port on the West Coast of the United States, mainly exports cotton, petroleum products, aircraft, rubber, and other industrial goods; and imports steel, timber, coffee, and other raw materials, with an annual throughput of more than 70 million tons.

Under the influence of the gospel of heaven, the goods traded in this place became increasingly diverse, and naturally, it also fell under the control of the board of directors.

Goods labeled as originating from New York City are completely ignored by local customs. In fact, they even deploy a special, unofficial team specifically to monitor certain "goods" that cannot be openly discussed. These specially assigned security personnel are all required to have undergone a blood transfusion and be equipped with sufficient self-defense weaponry before being allowed to serve.

It sounds incredibly corrupt… but this kind of commercial trade permeates almost the entire American market. Whether it's the federal government's cargo protection agencies or other third-party companies, they're all eager to get a piece of the pie. The biggest reason is that in the Americas, as long as you're backed by the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Gospel, relying on this powerful force, you can very easily profit from it.

Within these expanded businesses of the board—of the goods defined as “key observation populations”—there is one particular batch that is the most valuable.

It was a cargo ship without any code, and even the transport personnel and crew could not find any information about it. At the beginning of each month, this heavily guarded transport ship would set sail from the port of Los Angeles and return in the middle of the month to carry out a second shipment.

Most of the crew on board were members of the Heavenly Gospel Armed Forces. They had all undergone some form of trait transplantation, making them incredibly strong and capable. Whether under surveillance or not, they operated within a closed environment, so no one else knew what they were transporting.

Of course, although the board of directors has immense power, as time goes on, some people will inevitably start to question it. After all, nobody knows what they are up to, and they are keeping it so mysterious. Anyone would have some doubts.

Some say the board's lackeys are smuggling people or transporting raw materials for contraband; others say they're feeding samples into independent laboratories; still others say they're dealing in new types of drugs. In short, these idiots have guessed every illegal business imaginable.

However, all of their ideas were wrong; not one of them guessed correctly.

Because... in this ideal world, life is too stable and happy, so their conservative and stable values ​​limit their imagination.

In fact, the cargo carried by those transport ships were all "high-end goods," exclusive items that even if you were rich, you might not be able to buy.

According to the fabricated history by Li Lin, before the Heavenly Gospel merged the bloodlines of all things, in an experimental base about 500 nautical miles in circumference, he established a place similar to the Eoubs control room and a place that should be used for transplant experiments, and named it "Newborn Base". Thus, from the day of liberation, this unique and exclusive experimental site was born.

In the first week of each month, the board's transport department would select the goods, choosing the most promising and obedient varieties to send to the island. Supplies go without saying. As for the living people, where would they be selected? Some were disabled people with congenital limb deformities, or volunteers burdened with huge debts, some were low-level criminals, or wealthy people who were bored and wanted to experience a new kind of life. If the base had a large demand, sometimes a few citizens would be selected to fill the quota.

Once these people are sent to the experimental island, they no longer have human rights. In other words, their status will instantly change to that of livestock, and they will be subjected to inhumane treatment.

There will be specially trained researchers on the island who will adjust the extent and duration of the surgeries these "livestock" undergo each day, as well as related additional training, according to the growth conditions required by the samples.

Of course, they were worried about whether these test subjects would cooperate. Under the premise of "depriving them of their human rights," those people had countless ways to make them obey orders. As for the specific methods... Li Lin used to be an interrogator in the adjudication department, so he naturally had ways to come up with them.

All of this is for the so-called... genetic evolution, to gain new life. Those experimental subjects who survive will undergo brainwashing surgery to become loyal subordinates of the board of directors. As for the eliminated ones... of course, they are thrown into the shredder to become nutrients for their advancement. After all, the compatibility of bloodlines from all things is very strong, and even the most useless things must be utilized.

…………

That morning, 05:04:53.

On the deck of a ship carrying "specific cargo" at the Port of Los Angeles.

A man dressed in a black uniform, smoking a cigarette, and holding a laser gun, who looked like he was in charge, was talking to the person making the handover next to him.

"All the test subjects for today are here, right?"

"Yes, there are a lot of people this time, a total of eighty-one people."

"Crazy, buddy, aren't you making a killing? Are you really sure?"

"What the hell do you mean by this?"

"Just a reminder, but this brings up something—do you know why the person who replaced you disappeared?"

"Of course I don't know..."

"Since that's the case, let me say a few more words—once when we were getting our number plates on board, that idiot got a crush on one of the test subjects, a bitch, and then used some connections to hide her away...and even deliberately misrepresented the quantity of cargo. After that, that moron even secretly took the test subject back to his mansion, because that way he could have some fun."

"Awesome... Absolutely awesome."

"But my buddy prefers men, so I'm sorry."

"Well, you really are something else... All I can say is that after that thing was exposed, he himself was sent to the island as a guinea pig. Two months have passed now, and he's probably been thrown into a meat grinder to be used as filling..."

"Okay, thanks for the advice, buddy. But don't worry, I'm not that kind of trash. As for hoarding goods... buddy, I can just find a few male models in the red-light district. Why would I go crazy and take that risk?"

"Now that you've said that, I understand."

The two exchanged the order slips while discussing these chilling topics.

Halfway through the conversation, the uniformed man's gaze suddenly fixed on the two "experimental subjects" in the glass case. After a few seconds of stunned silence, he asked, "What the hell are those two idiots?"