Chapter 86 will inevitably lead to a brutal ending.

There's more than just Subject 9 in this dangerous situation; Wang Zhuoran doesn't want to be surrounded by a nest of infant worms!

He desperately tugged at the hem of his clothes, but couldn't budge it, so he simply kicked it.

"You fucking let me go!"

"Your defenses aren't at that high level anymore, you bastards can't possibly give birth to Qi An!"

Qi An demanded that the newborn base stop the reproductive experiments, but in fact, the experiments would have stopped even without her request.

Li Heng had already suspected two days ago that Qi An might be a corrupted insect.

All of Qi An's abnormalities stemmed from her already mutated nature, making her unique and irreplaceable!

Of the babies they have received so far, those that survive and are able to grow up are almost all like Gao Pingle.

The children are too young to be tested for mental strength, but their physical abilities are basically on par with, or even worse than, Gao Pingle's.

These girls could not give birth to Qi An, but could only give birth to Gao Ping Le.

Qi An appears capable of curing Gao Ping Le, but Li Heng has already decided to force Qi An to undergo a transformation, capture her alive, or kill her.

The value of these girls' bellies plummeted.

The project team has planned to have the girls who are less than three months pregnant aborted so that they can go to other jobs as soon as possible.

For those already in the middle or late stages of pregnancy, depending on the situation, they may be induced or allowed to continue the pregnancy, but they will no longer receive as many medical and purification resources.

Wang Zhuoran became increasingly angry as he spoke. He had invested a great deal of effort and time into this project, but it was on the verge of failing!

As an A-level project manager, is he supposed to lower himself and shamelessly become a deputy on another project?

Wang Zhuoran then pressed harder with his feet.

But his strength was not as great as that of a pregnant woman.

The purifier next to him seemed to be in a dilemma and did not help. Wang Zhuoran became more and more anxious and angry. He took off his clothes and kicked him hard. After a lot of effort, he finally got rid of No. 9!

He was overjoyed! He grabbed the purifier and prepared to flee to the safe bunker!

But then another hand grabbed him.

Wang Zhuoran was nearly driven mad with anxiety and rage! The most vile words he could ever think of were already on the tip of his tongue!

But as soon as he turned his head, an iron bar came crashing down on him!

A hollow, but extremely thick, square iron rod, possibly a stool leg, with nails still attached to the top!

That blow was so powerful and heavy that it completely stunned Wang Zhuoran.

He staggered back two steps, and a spurt of blood gushed down his forehead, smearing half of his face!

Number 9 was doing everything she could to suppress her pollution level! She was drenched in sweat, her head was buzzing, and she felt a little dizzy.

But at that moment her eyes widened.

The purifier standing nearby was also somewhat astonished.

The girl who hit Wang Zhuoran was also heavily pregnant. Her face was different from Number 9's. Her original genetic entity was also a powerful purifier, but not Lin Ran.

The girl, number 14, was very tall and had been hit in the face by a stray bullet, leaving a scar across her cheek.

The wound, like a totem on a mask, shone menacingly bright beneath those eyes burning with a chilling flame!

Wang Zhuoran had barely uttered the word "you" when No. 14 delivered another blow to his head!

This time it was a horizontal strike, hitting Wang Zhuoran squarely in the temple!

This stick-fighting technique is clearly well-practiced—all clones receive physical, combat, and firearms training from a young age, and even these purifiers are no exception.

After all, a significant portion of them were destined for the battlefield.

Wang Zhuoran collapsed. With his last shred of reason, he groped his way backward, desperately crawling backward, and shouted in a trembling voice:

"Help! Help! A test subject is assaulting the supervisor!"

Someone's gone mad! Something's about to happen! Ground forces! Guards! Help!!

His response was another extremely ruthless blow!

This time, they used the sharp tip of a stick and that nail, almost splitting Wang Zhuoran's face open!

Wang Zhuoran screamed, his screams even drowning out the dying howls of the "captain".

Hearing the scream, Number 14 trembled with excitement! She shoved the bewildered purifier and yelled at her to purify Number 9, while raising the iron rod again.

This blow will finish him off!

What makes him different from them? He's not as strong as them, and he even wets his pants when he's scared!

That one blow from her stick is going to end him!

But No. 14 failed to finish off Wang Zhuoran because the special forces members who had killed "Captain" and a whole swarm of worker insects heard the screams and rushed over.

Wang Zhuoran was already undergoing a transformation, but his work ID on his chest was neither dirty nor damaged.

Such blatant murder cannot be tolerated, even during times of war!

A tall soldier grabbed number 14 and, with a skillful twist of his hand, disarmed him.

The stick hit the ground with a soft "thud".

But number 14's roar was incredibly loud: "Let me go! You fucking let me go!"

Can't we give birth to Qi An?

Who is Qi An?

Who are we? And who are you?

The voice said, "You're all a bunch of idiots!"

Hahaha! You're all a bunch of idiots! What makes you think you're so great?!

Let's all die together! But you'll die first!! You all have to die first!

Number 14's voice grew increasingly shrill and hoarse, and his demeanor was utterly insane!

Her blood alcohol levels were indeed soaring, and her abdomen began to show a visible bulge.

The faint, cold fire still burned in her eyes, but the cold sweat from the excruciating pain made her collapse uncontrollably.

The soldier holding down number 14 frowned, hesitating whether to fire.

He wasn't quite sure what the lab was researching, but the "experimental subject" in his hand looked insane and was about to mutate.

Her belly gave off a sense of danger and foreboding.

The soldier increased the pressure on number 14.

We are currently in a state of war, and as long as we confirm that the other side poses a threat of mutation, they have the right to eliminate them.

His hand pulled the trigger.

But then he felt a sharp pain in his hand, and a... a stainless steel lunchbox struck the nerve in his arm, causing him to miss his shot.

The bullet hit the ceiling, shattering a light bulb, and the surroundings went dark instantly!

The soldier glared back, but before he could turn around completely, he felt a whirlwind approaching and something hard pressed against the back of his head.

"Let her go, and stay away from her," the boy said coldly.

The soldier knew that what was pressed against the back of his head was a gun barrel. His body stiffened slightly, and he was forced to release number 14.

Number 14 was also stunned for a moment, and looked back.

Although the light was dim, once you got close enough, you could clearly see the boy behind the soldier, who had Chen Yuezhou's face.

This must be a clone. And there's more than one clone; there's another one of the same type as him, and another one of a different type. They all carry guns, but their equipment doesn't match, like they were picked up or stolen.

Another female clone, modeled after Lin Ran, rushed over, knocked aside the other female soldier, and grabbed the hands of both number 14 and number 9.

Both of their pollution levels dropped rapidly.

The male soldier was still being held at gunpoint when the female soldier angrily questioned him:

"Which team are you from? Martial God Team? Fighting your own people? Don't you want to stay in this game?"

"What a load of crap! We've already defected, and now we're with An'an!" Lin Jiaran turned around and cursed.

"Get out of here now, or we'll beat you." These were the words spoken by the boy behind the male soldier, concise and to the point.

There's no way to fight them, because there aren't many soldiers in the base who can fight these clone monsters. They also have missions to complete and wounded soldiers to deal with. What are they planning to do with these clones?

The female soldier gritted her teeth and said, "Let's go!"

Both men turned around under the gun barrels, took the wounded, and angrily left the floor.

Number 14 was a little stunned, but she was only stunned for a second before she picked up the steel rod on the ground again, pounced on Wang Zhuoran who had actually undergone a level 4 mutation, and smashed it down hard!

No one stopped her; the aloof young man simply finished her off with a shot.

"Where are Chen Fang and Zhou Ling?" Lin Jiaran asked the boy who was finishing off the remaining pregnant girls while purifying the remaining girls.

The boy who finished off the gun didn't answer, but the other boy said, "They went to the second basement level."

On the 14th, I remembered that the second basement floor of the biotechnology building was the cloning gene screening and embryo culture laboratory.

"I regret it, I only regret not...killing them all! Killing them more precisely, killing them all cleanly!!"

Perhaps the girl's bloody wish could really come true, or perhaps everyone on the entire clone production chain, including the decision-makers at higher levels, would die.

Violent pleasure will inevitably end in violence.