Change the whereabouts several times.
Zheng Qu and his group took Bu Qingren to a private starship at the transfer station.
In the vast sea of stars, a spaceship is hidden in it, slowly moving away along the star track. The person who helps erase the docking record skillfully operates the registration system.
The Tibetan antelopes packed in the cargo box were blindfolded and saw darkness.
The Omega curled up in the box felt his hands and feet were paralyzed. His blocked mouth made it difficult for him to swallow and he couldn't make any sound. Coupled with the influence of the electromagnetic device, he had no ability to call for help.
In the darkness, Bu Qingren heard voices outside.
The cargo box was opened, and a ray of light shone through the gap in the black cloth covering the eyes.
Someone lifted him out of the crate and threw him onto the plywood.
The rope wrapped around Bu Qingren's hands was not untied. When he put them behind his back, the cloth strips on his eyes fell off, and his eyes suddenly felt a little stinging when he saw the light.
The entire deck was filled with people.
This is a spaceship used to transport experimental animal bodies.
Many researchers were also transferred to the spacecraft, and it was obvious that they were not there voluntarily. Some of the modified beasts with guns took them away rudely.
Some omega researchers were trembling with fear at the scene before them.
His vision gradually became clear, and Bu Qingren saw that on the deck in front of him where experimental equipment was being moved, Zheng Qu was talking to a coyote Alpha with a damaged face.
"You're talking about a little actor? What can he do..." A vague argument was heard.
The route chosen by the spacecraft is an old orbit that has been eliminated.
The signal lights along the way are no longer on.
There was a constant stream of interstellar debris like a receding tide, crashing into the ship.
The decommissioning of the track monitor was the reason they took this old route.
Zheng Qu, who is wanted by the Alliance Police, has been secretly transferring these prohibited research since escaping from District 2.
Bu Qingren's hands kept grinding the rope, and the spiral wire of the mechanical rope was tied very tightly.
Rub until your wrist becomes hot.
A familiar omega on the plywood noticed his movements and came over to warn him.
"Even if you break the mechanical rope, you can't escape."
Something about his expression reminded the young man of someone.
Enoch!
"Do you know Enoch?"
The researcher looked at him, narrowed his eyes, and said, "He's my brother. Do you know him?"
"I was at the scene where he was arrested."
Inod looked down at Bu Qingren with a hint of resentment in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned down: "He has done nothing to hurt others, but he is treated as a heinous criminal."
"We are just transforming to survive, where is that breaking the rules?"
"They're just afraid that if our research succeeds, it will threaten the alliance's position!"
Inod's hostility towards the Alliance is no less than that of his brother, and these modified beasts openly believe in these research.
It is no coincidence that illegal body modifications are found in every region.
There must be a person in charge behind every research laboratory.
The human, material and financial resources required to support such a large-scale centralized transformation experiment cannot be underestimated.
Bu Qingren found it ridiculous and questioned Inod's words, "Your research overrides the safety of the animals. Isn't that considered harm?"
"Those low-level races that were bought and sold died painfully under the influence of the potion. Isn't that considered harm?"
Enod interrupted him and said nonchalantly: "Great research must have sacrifices!"
"They are born defective. It is their honor to contribute to changing the race!"
It is impossible for a carnivore to sympathize with the plight of its prey.
All I care about is whether these grass-eating reserves are under control.
Enod, who had been brainwashed, had the young man stuffed back into the cargo box and kept under strict surveillance.
The Tibetan antelope endured the risk of breaking its wrist and rubbed the mechanical rope apart.
Zheng Qu did not take his terminal away.
Because there is no signal here at all.
Router signal towers are built almost everywhere in the universe. There are also towers erected next to these abandoned tracks, but the receivers are not turned on to save energy.
Bu Qingren's distress signal failed to be sent.
The monitoring room of the transfer center was pushed open with a bang, and the heavy mechanical door made a huge crash. The owl Alpha on duty inside was frightened by the movement in front of him.
A group of people rushed in from outside.
Among them, the top Alpha with deep features looked at the screen in the monitoring room with a cold expression.
"You... who are you?"
"Come...come...what for?"
The owl Alpha, who was watching the surveillance, quickly called the security center: "Security center! Security center! Someone broke into the monitoring room! Requesting backup!"
"I've already called someone! Stop messing around!"
Zhao Cunzhi, with his imposing and oppressive aura, approached the surveillance screen step by step. Several owls' legs were already stiff, and their lips were trembling as they asked the Asian lion in front of them: "You...what on earth are you going to do?"
"I want you to pull up the surveillance footage of today's transfers out of the station."
The crew members were separated by the crowd. Zhao Cunzhi, who couldn't find Xiaoyang at the rapid transfer entrance, contacted the other crew members. No one saw where Omega went.
The lamb's terminal signal was cut off.
They searched the entire transfer platform, but no one found Bu Qingren.
"Without a notification letter, you cannot retrieve the surveillance footage privately..."
Several owl Alphas were frightened by the eyes of the Asian lion and dared not say anything. The increasingly irritable lion lost its patience and prepared to let someone come forward.
“Get out of the way!”
The Lion King's command made their legs weak.
The breath that oppresses the heart makes everyone surrender.
The mathematical screen in the monitoring room was playing surveillance footage of the transfer entrance. Alpha's eyes were fixed on the mechanical screen, scanning the Asian lion in the camera's content. The purebred 5S-level pressure continued to spread.
"Are these people from your transfer station?"
The Lion King asked the owl hiding in the corner.
The owl alpha panted heavily, his exhalations greater than his inhalations. Trying to control himself, he glanced at the surveillance screen and said in a trembling voice, "He...they...are the porters from the underground transport platform."
Looking at the surveillance footage, Zhao Cunzhi saw several people who were clearly using the crowd to separate Xiaoyang from the crew. He realized that Omega's disappearance was the work of someone in the transfer station.
In the surveillance video, the lamb was clearly calling him.
The lion's pheromones could not be suppressed from overflowing from its clenched fists. The power of the lion at the top of the food chain frightened the races present, and the oppression that penetrated into their bones made them breathless.
The metal device inside the mechanical monitoring station began to make continuous noises.
The picture begins to appear mosaic-like.
The lamb that was forced into the elevator disappeared from the surveillance camera.
The Asian lions ignored the security personnel who came to them, and the scent of the small-leaf red sandalwood brought them to their knees.
"Where does that transport elevator lead to?"
"Leading to... leading to the underground transport track..."
Leaving behind a group of trembling people, Zhao Cunzhi led his men to go underground.
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