"He? Who is he? Her son? Oh my God! She's pregnant! The most recent chromosome implantation was successful!"
An old voice roared loudly in the working group.
No one knows why Tang Yingqu can use her human body to determine the fact that she is pregnant before the detection equipment.
The Careless are mysterious, and Tang Yingqu, a born Careless, is even more mysterious.
People only know that her emotions are different from ordinary people, she doesn't beat around the bush when thinking about problems, and when making decisions, there are only two simple answers: yes or no. But in the past, scientists never knew what she was thinking in her heart, and they couldn't read her thoughts. She never spoke, and scientists couldn't be sure whether she mastered human language or whether her thinking mode was the same as that of humans.
Now, her voice is finally heard.
No one knows when she mastered human language and complete thinking patterns.
People were just shocked when they heard her thoughts for the first time, and found that her mental activities were so fluent and rigorous.
Her mental activities were calm and her speech was extremely fast.
This was just a fleeting thought, which was magnified countless times and finally re-interpreted into this paragraph.
People also knew the reason why Tang Yingqiao launched the attack.
She understood the conversation between the free will warriors and knew that these people were going to force her to freeze.
As a natural heartless person, her freezing success rate is 100%.
But after freezing, the fertilized embryo that had just been born in her body would inevitably stop developing.
No one knows how many years later and under what experimental conditions she will be thawed. By then, the most likely fate of the new life that has just sprouted in her body is to suffer an accident during the recovery, become a dead sesame cell, and then be excreted from the body.
The method of human body freezing is completely different from that of embryo freezing. It requires strong energy conversion and the reorganization of human brain thinking. Ordinary embryos cannot bear it at all and are almost certain to die.
She is not fighting back for her own life, but resisting fate as a mother.
Maybe Tang Yingqiao doesn't know why she wants to give birth to offspring, but it is just out of the instinct of a species to reproduce.
In short, Bill Clerston and others have already met her subconscious judgment of enemies, prompting her to make an instant decision to attack.
Neither Bill, who was about to encounter the doomsday disaster, nor the scientific researchers on the ship who were responsible for following up on Tang Ying-chu's condition, knew why Tang Ying-chu, who had not received military training for more than 30 years, had never touched a weapon, and had never been exposed to any ancient cold weapon fighting training, showed amazing fighting power as soon as she started to fight, comparable to the martial arts masters in ancient martial arts novels.
There is no doubt that Tang Ying-chu's physical fitness is far stronger than that of ordinary people with a gene awakening degree between 45% and 50%.
But the killing skills she revealed at the moment of her sudden attack were very unreasonable.
She was too skilled in floating under zero-gravity conditions.
She turned herself into a shark in space, agile, agile and bloodthirsty.
Every time any part of her body collides with the wall, she can move quickly to the desired position in the desired posture.
She even mastered the way of swinging her limbs to adjust the center of gravity and body posture while drifting in space without any instruction, so as to avoid the aiming of the free will warriors.
This kind of fine control combat technique in the unarmored state was eliminated hundreds of years ago. Under
normal circumstances, this is indeed a worthless way of fighting, after all, close-fitting, fully covered light armor can help humans complete too many tasks.
But at such a delicate moment, facing the free will warriors equipped with simple and portable armor that has abandoned artificial intelligence, Tang Yingqiao's space fighting skills have become a magical skill.
Another knife ended the life of a free will warrior. Tang Yingqiao turned around quickly. While turning around, her body was still twisting strangely, making her movements irregular and unpredictable.
In just over ten seconds, there were only two people left in Tang Yingqiao's room.
Bill Clayston, who was eight meters away from her in a straight line, no longer aimed.
He had thrown away the rifle, and his left index finger was pressing the button on the back of his right hand.
The power battery pack behind Bill was shaking violently, and the vibration amplitude was getting bigger and bigger, so that a buzzing sound like an electric hair dryer sounded in the air.
Seeing that Bill had thrown away the gun, Tang Yingqiao was no longer in a hurry to attack.
She seemed to smell danger and wanted to distance herself, letting her body drift backwards until her back lightly hit the wall and then slowly stopped.
Tang Yingqiao was covered in blood, crawling on the ground with her arms outstretched, her left hand pressed against the wall, her right thumb and index finger clasping the neutron membrane tactical dagger, and the other three fingers stretched straight and pressed on the floor.
She looked like a cheetah about to hunt.
At this moment, the fierce exchange of fire inexplicably came to a halt, and the two sides looked at each other in a strange state of confrontation.
Bill's eyes were crazy, helpless, angry, and a little confused and anxious.
He had already activated the battery pack with his armor to self-destruct, and the situation was irreversible.
Even if the Doomsday Guardian rushed out of the door and shot him in the head, it would not be able to stop the explosion.
Tang Yingju had nowhere to escape and was already a corpse.
But Bill Clayston did not feel happy in his heart, nor did he feel relieved at all.
One second after pressing the detonation button, he also learned something from the original communication just sent by the top management of the Free Will Alliance.
The Nvwa Project was successful.
The woman in front of him was already successfully pregnant, and her next generation, the great-grandfather of the Sage's Wife, could have been born.
This made the decades of work of hundreds of millions of participants in the Nvwa Project meaningful.
Regardless of whether these project participants are passive or active, and regardless of what they are doing now, no one can deny that these hundreds of millions of people have been waiting for this day for decades.
However, Tang Yingqu is about to die in her own hands.
Bill couldn't help but have random thoughts in his mind.
Will everyone really thank me?
Did I do the right thing?
If I had a chance to do it again, and I knew in advance that she was pregnant, would I still make the same choice?
Can I really do it again?
His anger inexplicably receded, replaced by endless confusion and lingering regret.
He hated himself for not being able to control his heart and being completely dominated by extreme emotions. He
had betrayed the beliefs of the Free Will Alliance when it was first founded, and turned into a madman who would do anything to satisfy his own selfish desires.
The teammate who just helped Tang Yingqiao block a shot was right.
Obviously, we just want to leave peacefully in our own way and live well, so that even if mankind perishes in the Milky Way, there will be more hope for survival in other galaxies.
I don't want to destroy everything and become a sinner.
The battery pack on his back has begun to swell, and Bill can feel the sudden burning sensation and terrifying pressure on his back.
After 0.5 seconds, the high temperature of more than 10,000 degrees will engulf hundreds of cubic meters of space nearby.
"It's over."
Bill Clayston thought so.
The researchers of the Nunu Project who had been watching this side nervously also thought so in their hearts.
Boom!
A big hole suddenly appeared in the floor of the room.
The next moment, a black armored figure about thirteen meters tall appeared in the middle of the room.
At the same time, the flames and shock waves from the explosion behind Bill Clayton completely engulfed him.
But before his consciousness sank into darkness, a flash of surprise and relief flashed across his face.
Bill and the others recognized the true identity of the armor almost at the same time.
This is the legendary T100 armor of Instructor Tong Ling.
It's over.
Everything is over.
What happens in the future has nothing to do with me.
Bill's consciousness was extinguished.
At the moment when the shock wave spread in front of him, the T100 held up the energy shield, and only a little bit of it leaked out.
2 seconds later, the T100 broke through several layers of walls in succession and appeared in an empty passage in the residential ship.
In the palm of the T100 armor, lay Tang Yingqiao, who was knocked unconscious by the aftermath of the explosion and was seriously injured.
Her eyes were closed, and her face was covered with blood, both her own and others'.
Her body was full of cracks, her flesh was turning, and blood was gushing out.
She looked miserable and in a critical situation.
But the researchers were in ecstasy.
She survived!
But a moment later, the researchers looked ashen.
Because the scan results showed that her brain had been severely damaged.
Two deep grooves passed through her brain.
The horrific amount of blood loss was also destroying her life.
Her consciousness was rapidly dissipating.
The T100 armor lowered its head slightly. Tong Ling was staring at the woman in her palm through the armor cabin mask.
Tong Ling saw two lines of tears in the corners of Tang Yingjue's eyes.
Unfortunately, the thought capture team could only receive white noise, so no one knew why Tang Yingjue's tears were flowing.
People can only speculate.
This may be due to her unwillingness as a person born without a heart.
She feels sad for herself.
She has never lived the way she wanted, and she doesn't even know what it means to be truly alive.
As a person born without a heart, she may know the difference between herself and humans, or she may not know.
Her life is full of question marks, and there are no answers.
She is also unclear about the mission of her existence. She may be grateful for the creation of her own race, or she may bury more resentment deep in her heart.
She might have felt sad about what happened to her, and excited that she finally had offspring to continue the life.
Thirty seconds later, Tang Ying's brain finally stopped thinking, and the thought capture team could no longer hear any sound, not even the white noise.
Tang Ying died after all.
T100 put her down, and a mechanical arm extended from its back, stabbing her little Fu, digging out a piece of flesh and blood from it, and then sending it into the artificial culture chamber that was quickly synthesized by the armored medical system.
The remaining people in charge of the Nüwa Project stared blankly at the projection representing the embryo, the cytoplasm that had resumed its wriggling, and the DNA chain that was slowly coupling at a steady pace. It was as if they were appreciating a work of art, and as if they were kneeling down to worship the gods in their hearts.
Tang Yingju died, but the embryo survived.
The expressions on people's faces were extremely complicated.
In just a few minutes, people's emotions fluctuated too much, almost beyond the limit of human psychological endurance.
The sound of "thump, thump" came from the passage near the battle area.
Dozens of Doomsday Guardians finally came from all directions.
Tong Ling looked back at these intelligent war machines and activated the highest wartime command of the T100 armor.
She said only one word with a blank expression, and the order she issued was concise and to the point.
"Kill."
Three days later, the rebellion that had lasted for more than two years and involved ideological confrontations, brief attempts at peaceful evolution, and ultimately eruption into an armed riot was completely declared over.
Tong Ling carried the embryo with her all the time, from the first residential ship to the main battleship that was first controlled by the Free Will Alliance.
The top warrior who led the rebellion was torn to pieces by Tong Ling, and none of his followers were spared.
The coup ended with the fleet losing 300 million people and thousands of battleships.
Among the 300 million people, the second and third generations accounted for about 230 million, while the first generation accounted for 70 million.
This ratio may seem low, but in fact, many of these older generations have been released from cryostasis, and whether they are combat personnel or scientific researchers, they have never considered negotiating with the Free Will Alliance. They took up arms without hesitation, regardless of whether they are good at it or not, or whether they will die if they join the battle.
The losses are severe, but it will take less than 20 years to fully recover.
The so-called free will has become a dream under the threat of immediate death.
But the matter did not end immediately. The rebels who handed over their weapons obediently raised their hands and were escorted by the Doomsday Guardians to the prison ship for centralized detention. There are
more than 700 million people imprisoned in the prison ship.
If the doomsday suppression procedure continues, of the 700 million people, only less than 50 million will remain.
People squatted in a small space with their heads down, their eyes full of confusion and fear.
They don't know what the future will be like, and they have lingering regrets in their hearts.
Many people are extremely puzzled.
Obviously, everyone's initial ideas were good, no matter how dissatisfied they were in their hearts, why did things turn out like this.
Also, why are those older generations so stubborn.
Many of the older generation have been doing scientific research or working as workers all their lives, and their combat capabilities are almost zero, but why do they fight so hard one after another when they really fight, and they don't listen to explanations at all, and just scold all those who have free will as traitors.
People began to ask themselves.
Did we really do something wrong?
But where exactly did we go wrong?
Forget it, it doesn't matter.
History cannot be covered up. When memories are read, the truth will inevitably surface. Lying cannot fool the core of the intelligent computer. The intelligent computer must know what kind of person he is. Therefore, execution
is
a foregone conclusion. The atmosphere in the prison ship was dead.
People had only one thought, to close their eyes and wait for death. "I have decided to terminate the doomsday suppression program." Just when people thought they were dead, a ship-wide broadcast sounded in the prison ship. In the next second, Tong Ling's face appeared in front of everyone in a projected state. She still had no expression on her face. People were extremely surprised, happy, and puzzled. "I will tell you what is little freedom and what is great freedom."