Chapter 277: The Destruction of the Cult
But even with such a terrifyingly strong desire to survive, it is of no avail.
Miao Ben knew that Bai Ling could survive today, but there was still tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and thousands and thousands of days in the future... The cult had plenty of ways to make his life a living hell.
Even if we take a step back and he really has an extremely slim chance of escaping, Cen Genghong still has a backup plan.
Don't forget, there is a big net in the sky.
Its energy is enough to devour all living creatures on the surface that try to find Bai Ling.
The ceremony has reached its final stage. Although the effect of the connecting agent on Bai Ling was minimal, Cen Genghong still gave the order and started the next step directly.
This is extremely cruel to the "matrix".
Because he must realize one fact in a sober state - from today on, his body will serve as a petri dish, providing all the nutrients needed for the growth of a stranger's seed.
He's worse than a fertilizer bucket for growing flowers.
Reproduction that disregards the female's wishes is just a parasitism of the male chromosomes.
In the cult, public conception is done through artificial insemination.
Cen Genghong would not sleep with Bai Ling. Sexual intercourse is an impulsive, emotional, and sensual activity. He doesn't need any of that, he just needs a healthy mother.
He also wouldn't pass through the omega's passage. Conception is conception and it is sacred. The pure mother should not feel overwhelmed pleasure from it.
Everything is cold, programmed and rational scientific procedure.
The robotic arm slowly descended, like a messenger from God.
It obeyed the order and cut open Bai Ling's tattered and bloodstained combat uniform. The tight fabric was stretched, and an oval-shaped hole was torn on the side of the abdomen with a "hiss", and the snow-white flesh that was not exposed to the sun protruded slightly. White and flexible, it seems like a virgin land that has never been opened.
Some people whispered enviously: "He hasn't had a baby yet, so the old emperor must be not good at sex."
People stared intently as a sterilized surgical blade gently cut open Bai Ling's skin. Blood oozed slightly, and the built-in probe transmitted the information back to the screen, clearly mapping the beautiful bright red color of the human tendon.
It is slightly different from ordinary humans.
——Falcons have lower body fat percentage and more uniform and detailed muscle texture. The hanging posture made his muscles, fascia and nerves in an extremely tense state. The texture was comparable to the meridians of flower petals, healthy and shiny red, and you could taste the hot vitality by just taking a sip.
For some reason, their lower abdomens felt hot and they swallowed hard.
The young and hot body is in the active ovulation period of estrus. The blood vessels were pulsating, the abdominal cavity was warm and moist, but it was invaded from the outside by the cold knife tip, forcing it to be completely exposed... It was simply crazy with lust.
A crowd of onlookers gasped in excitement.
In the eyes of the writer, this scene was simply too weird and too evil.
In their culture, this omega is undoubtedly a hero. His portrait should be hung in a solemn church, and his body should be stuffed with embalmed hay and flowers for people to admire.
But now, he was cut open and displayed like an object.
The writer couldn't stop the shiver running down his spine.
He once heard that after a saint died, people would wrap his body in a layer of plaster, seal it inside, and make it into a sculpture. It seemed to him that he was watching with his own eyes a statue of a saint being cut open to reveal the contents.
It was extremely blasphemous, so blasphemous that it made his scalp tingle and his teeth chatter.
But he couldn't help looking up at the other person.
The young man was hanging in the air, his slender but incomplete body had a kind of martyrdom-like beauty. He shouldn't be here. He should be on the altar of the ancient temple, a sculptural offering made with great effort by the Renaissance master.
The blood oozing from the wound was so bright in color that it made Wen Hao's eyes feel hot and sore. He breathed rapidly, not understanding why he was so excited and sad.
Perhaps there is still some romanticism and impracticality in him - it has nothing to do with his stance, but the emotion of watching beautiful things about to be destroyed.
Just like people knew that the slave hero’s uprising thousands of years ago had failed, they still enjoy remembering his deeds and worrying about him.
They all knew that such a person was the result of a long period of history interwoven with complicated plots.
He is a gift of the times, and it will be hard to find another Bai Ling in the world.
He is also the last candle and light in the dark night. If it is blown out, the empire will once again fall into endless darkness - the system that countless people have painstakingly built will completely collapse, and Isupalaiso's ideological ideals will be completely shattered. From now on, no one will stand up and speak for the weak.
No one believes anymore that hard work can bring rewards or that kindness can be rewarded.
The writer looked at it once, and then again, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, so he closed his eyes, turned around, pushed open the door and left early.
He walked out and heard cheers in the room behind him. He guessed that it was the pliers inserted into Bai Ling's reproductive cavity.
He felt a wave of discomfort.
At this moment, what emerged in front of his eyes was not the hero's suffering, but the scene of his wife crying while holding her aborted child many, many years ago.
She said, "You have no conscience at all."
Do I have it?
I guess, indeed, don’t.
He thought to himself with self-mockery. I returned to my seat and patted the manuscript inside my bag.
·
The conception ceremony went smoothly.
They had already made a small micro-injury on Bai Ling's side abdomen. The thin metal head pierced his reproductive cavity and rotated around the scab.
That was the wound left by the bullet that had been fired.
This omega is like a tattered toy, with every part of it broken.
Bai Ling's reproductive cavity was not suitable for conceiving life, but fortunately it recovered well. It seemed that someone had taken great pains to give him some extra nutrition.
Excess nutrition.
After the examination, Miao Ben believed that the mother was healthy enough. But he was also very curious why Isuparaiso did not take over Bai Ling's body and make him pregnant like other males did.
Perhaps the sperm and eggs of that old alpha of the ocean clan were really too old and over-aged, and had lost their activity, as the rumors said.
Miao Ben manipulated the medical robotic arm to take out a capsule-like tube from a secure safe.
Inside is Cen Genghong's frozen sperm. They were extracted twenty years ago and are the "elite" selected from the most active group.
They were supposed to be put into Bai Ke's body, but now the son has to pay for the mother's debt and they are all lost to Bai Ling.
Miao Ben put the active capsule into the metal tube, ready to put it directly into the omega's reproductive cavity. He was highly skilled and used a laparoscope, carefully observing the best landing position.
This mucous membrane is very good.
Right here.
Delivery——
The screen suddenly went black, and there was a click in the instrument, followed by a subtle noise.
Everyone stretched their heads and asked, "What's going on?"
"What's that noise?"
Miaoben turned his head and slowly revealed a very strange expression.
He thrust a new probe in. This time he stuck close to the edge and carefully turned on the light, illuminating Bai Ling's narrow reproductive cavity, which was red, sticky and hot, making every fiber visible.
When they saw the image on the screen clearly, the voices of everyone below stopped abruptly, replaced by screams of terror.
"Then...then, what is that..."
They pointed ahead, trembling.
Cen Genghong turned around and looked at the screen, his pupils suddenly shrank, Bai Ling’s reproductive cavity was not empty!
——It was a pitch-black egg with an odd shape, which was obviously a strange reproductive product that did not belong to human civilization. It was like a little monster with a voracious appetite, sticking to the bright red and smooth lining of its mother's uterus, chewing it angrily.
In a blink of an eye, it crushed the previously hard metal into pieces like chewing tofu and swallowed it.
Just when everyone was doubting their lives due to its appearance.
The egg, which had long been nourished by the yolk to become strong and moist, suddenly turned straight here, paused, and in the next second "swish" opened three layers of densely packed terrifying fangs!
Then he rushed over at lightning speed and swallowed all the capsules containing Cen Genghong's sperm.
——Uterine killing!
Cen Genghong was stunned for a moment, then roared: "No!!!!!!"
He was furious, because that was his last active sperm, which he had finally selected and was alive!
It's Yso Paraiso! ! !
It's him again, the damn mermaid! !
Bai Ling was hanging there, and a loud laugh emerged in his confused mind. He felt very refreshed.
They forgot that in the traditional ocean tribe, the winners are the kings and the losers are the bandits. The sperm and eggs of the alien Alpha not only have to compete with themselves, but also have to fight fiercely with potential opponents.
Only the absolutely strong ones are qualified to leave offspring with outstanding females.
Not to mention the fragile and small sperm of men on Earth, even if Cen Genghong's sperm really implanted and developed into an embryo and a baby, this horrible mermaid egg would be able to grow teeth and kill all the brothers and sisters in the womb who were not allowed by the mother.
It would chew the remains of its brothers and sisters in big mouthfuls, and then enjoy the yolk laid by Bai Ling every month as nutrients for survival.
This is protection, possession, and an extreme competitive strategy evolved by males of non-human species over their long lives.
Besides, if Omega is not given a strong insurance, how can it let the bird out?
But it is that kind of mermaid.
——A monster who takes it as his lifelong mission to protect all the rights of omegas except freedom, and does so to the end!
As its competitor, Cen Genghong was humiliated in public.
"…The bishop's sperm was eaten?"
"No, I was defeated."
"Those are the eggs of the Sea Tribe. I've seen in the literature that the stronger ones will eat the sperm of the weaker males."
"It didn't eat it. Look! The monster egg stretched out a long tentacle, poked its head out of the wound, and spit out the capsule all at once!"
Bah, it’s dirty stuff, it won’t eat it.
The capsule fell to the ground with a plop, and the shell had been corroded beyond recognition. It goes without saying that those sperms cannot be used once they leave the sterile environment.
Cen Genghong was so angry that his blood boiled. That dead fish actually dared to lay its strange eggs ahead of time, just to guard against him and prevent him from fertilizing it!
It was clearly a fight between males, but it inexplicably unfolded without the other party being present and spread deep into the female's body.
What kind of alpha has such a crazy possessiveness?
What kind of crazy omega would allow a monster egg to coexist with him for a long time?
Cen Genghong had planned everything and anticipated everything.
But he had never expected that Bai Ling and Isuparaiso were the most evil and unique flesh-and-blood symbiotic creatures in the world!
He wanted to burn them to death!
"Take it out and throw it into sulfuric acid to burn it to death!" Cen Genghong suppressed the anger surging in his chest and gave the order to Miao Ben.
Bai Ling, who was blindfolded, laughed with his shoulders shaking. He described the facts clearly in a hoarse voice:
"Weak sperm man."
This was tantamount to a slap in the face to Cen Genghong, causing him to lose face in front of so many believers.
Nothing drives males crazy more than being proven to be reproductively weak.
Cen Genghong smiled instead of getting angry, "Okay, okay, Bai Ling, if you don't want my sperm, then why not cut off your reproductive cavity, so you don't have to suffer from estrus in the future."
Bai Ling raised his head high, turned his head and glanced slightly downward.
Although he was blindfolded, Cen Genghong felt a thrill in his heart, as he felt that pair of fierce and sharp gray eyes were staring at him coldly through the sweaty cloth.
Above the altar, a beam of cold light shone obliquely, and under the Tyndall effect, the dust suspended in the air was gently rotating.
Suddenly, the wind direction changed silently.
The dust began to flow in another direction, as if some mysterious force was pulling it.
At first, no one noticed until a believer ran in from outside, stumbled and broke open the door, and shouted at the top of his lungs:
"There's a monster in the medical waste room... a monster...!"
"What's going on!"
A group of people turned around inexplicably and met the man's eyes.
There were no eyes in his sockets. Only two red, sunken eye holes were left, with blood trickling down from them.
Blink again and open your eyes.
In the empty eye sockets, a pair of eyes that did not belong to this person suddenly appeared. Vertical pupils, deep blue. If we could scan the brain structure in real time, we would know that its optic nerve is not connected to the believers at all.
Like a screen that lights up automatically without being plugged in.
Devil's Eye.
"who?!"
Everyone retreated in panic.
"It's it!" The cultist screamed and tore himself apart. In fear, he dug his bloody fingers into his eye sockets again. "... Save me! It's in my eyes and in my brain - help, help, help..."
The next second, the two strange eyeballs seemed to be melted by high temperature and flowed out of the believer's eye sockets with an extremely thick viscosity.
The black slime dripped onto the ground like hyphae growing wildly on a rainy night, landing at everyone's feet.
People stood there in panic, and seemed to hear a meaningless repetitive whisper:
My... that's mine...
Eat...eat...all...
Hungry... My baby... Don't be afraid, I will eat their eyeballs, blood vessels, and hearts...
The onlookers from before couldn't stop trembling all over, "No, don't come near me! Aaaaah!"
“Aaaaaaaaa——”
Miao Ben immediately realized that something was wrong, "Don't listen, something is controlling your consciousness!"
“Aaaaaaaaaaaa—”
…
Jazz is still inside.
He saw the most horrific scene in his life.
A mass of unknown black lines fermented from the medical waste pile turned into a monster, roaring and throwing them madly against the wall, smashing them to pieces. Many people had turned into a pile of black and red meat paste when they fell to the ground.
The door was locked, no one could escape.
One by one, they were swallowed whole from head to toe by the black asphalt monster. After the monster finished eating, it spat out a complete human skeleton covered with green mucus next to the jazz's head.
He was completely terrified and trembled under the corpse. His uncontrolled bladder made him pee in his pants.
In the chaos, he saw the black sticky monster that grew wider and bigger as it ate walking towards the stage. It wobbles and has no fixed shape, just like a non-Newtonian fluid, which becomes soft when it encounters soft materials and becomes strong when it encounters strong materials.
It stopped in front of Bai Ling and looked up. Then it differentiated into a long forked scarlet tongue, which swallowed the chain in one swoop and melted it with stomach acid.
Without the pull of a chain, Bai Ling's waist swayed.
The moment he lost strength and fell, the monster inflated into a giant, allowing his buttocks to fall exactly on its shoulders. Then he squatted down and gently let Bai Ling jump down.
Bai Ling pulled the cloth off his eyes.
He jumped onto its knees and then dropped to the ground. His body couldn't help shaking, but the monster didn't help him. Instead, it pinched a part of itself into a prosthetic leg for him like it was made of plasticine.
Let him straighten his back and stand comfortably.
He also used a huge tentacle made of twisted nerve cords to grab a fire axe for him.
Bai Ling held the axe, but did not push the monster away in disgust. Instead, he raised the corner of his lips and grabbed the monster in front of him. He stared at its tongue, which was so familiar yet so large that it seemed unfamiliar to him. He stood on tiptoes excitedly and nervously and raised his jaw towards it.
Jazz's pupils trembled and he covered his mouth, unable to believe what he saw.
He, they...that omega is crazy!
He actually raised his chin and kissed a monster!
The monster's horrifically curled tongue sucked on the omega's tiny tongue tip, making the empress's lips wet and red, and she gasped for breath. The Jazz had no doubt that if there were not so many dead bodies, the monster would lick directly into the omega's stomach, sucking the little fleshy ball in the queen's throat, along with the contracting and wrinkled esophagus, until it could not stop trembling.
And the omega just opened his thin and cold lips, happily allowing it to do so.
Madman, madman, what kind of world is this! It's so scary, he wants to go back to Earth!
But when the Jazz raised his head again, he instantly realized that he would never have this opportunity again.
Bai Ling had already wiped his swollen lower lip, and ignored the monster that was following behind him, wrapping its long tongue around his thin neck and licking the back of his neck roughly and vigorously. He was holding an axe and walking barefoot in the mountain of flesh and sea of blood.
Click.
The knife came down and blood splattered on his cheek. The knight's head rolled to his feet and was kicked away in disgust by the monster's tentacles.
·
I don’t know whether it was fortunate or unfortunate that the literary giant escaped the massacre.
He walked out of the dining car and just as he pushed open the door of the carriage, he paused. Even though he had participated in the Middle East War when he was young and had seen the meat grinder on the battlefield, he was still so terrified that he leaned against the wall and vomited violently.
Flesh and blood and the bionic man's mechanical tissue were intertwined and tattered, piling up into a small hill, just like a plate of overcooked raw meat dumplings.
A man stood up from the shapeless pile of flesh. He looked like a villain that had grown out of the slime of an alien monster, holding a fire axe in his hand, with an upright posture and abnormally high emotions.
Bai Ling walked into the train room and pulled down the pole.
The geocentric train shook violently, slowly stopped, and then started to reverse.
In the cab, the two believers who were originally responsible for driving tilted their heads silently, with big holes on their necks. On the windshield window, large patches of blood were splattered like ink, and one could imagine how cruel and ruthless the executioner was.
Birds of prey in estrus are notoriously mentally unstable. When omegas are in heat, they use alphas' clothes to build nests. When raptors are in heat, they use the bones of their enemies to build nests.
The higher the pile of corpses, the safer you feel.
For the Earthlings who lack common sense about the empire, it is simply inconceivable that females would show extraordinary aggressiveness during their vulnerable periods. But the natives of the empire all know that you should not mess with a raptor in heat, or he/she will teach you how to write the word "beast".
In just half an hour, Bai Ling killed 90% of the people here, leaving only a small number to be interrogated.
Wenhao watched him walk back.
Bai Ling stood at the junction of the carriages and took a breath through the gap. He lit a cigarette and enjoyed it slowly, looking so relaxed, as if this was just a small episode in his daily work.
The literary giant trembled with fear, muttering in his heart: The Empire Killer God.
At this time, Bai Ling looked at him and hooked his finger, "Do you have a terminal?"
"…The signal is bad."
"It doesn't matter."
The writer was so scared that he dared not disobey him and handed over the terminal and the password with both hands.
When the train returned to the starting station, the revolutionary army rushed forward and directly controlled all thirty carriages.
Seibuji stepped into the carriage, took a look, and then forced himself to remain calm and retract his foot.
There is no place to step anymore.
The ground was littered with ownerless heads, placed around Falcon's feet. Some of them were just piled up randomly because there was really no place to put them. The scenes were so horrific that they were comparable to the imperial version of the hell map.
Bai Ling was covered in blood, leaning against the wall as if nothing had happened, playing with the terminal.
"Don't go in!" Xiwu Si turned around and stopped a few soldiers who were looking out.
Seeing this scene, ordinary soldiers with weak psychological qualities would probably lose their minds on the spot, screaming and running like crazy. There are enough lunatics in their army, they must not add a few more.
Seibu directly called two well-known thick-skinned people over.
When M1 and M2 heard that they were going to pick up Commander Bai, they ran over happily. They kicked the heads at the door away and made way for Seibu Si in a lively manner.
Seibuji stepped in one foot deep and one foot shallow. When he saw that Bai Ling was in good health, he breathed a sigh of relief. But when he looked at the heads scattered all over the floor, he became inexplicably annoyed:
"You are going to be the slayer of a hundred people!"
"Hundreds of people killed." Bai Ling said, turned around and asked calmly, "What aspect are you talking about?"
Xiwusi: "..."
Seibu paused. Bai Ling has already turned his head away. "That's right, in every aspect."
If the state's violent apparatus could take on an image, it would definitely look like Bai Ling.
M1 and M2 roared excitedly: Ahhhhhhhhh\^o^/Mommy\^o^/Mommy is violent, indifferent, has a big appetite and kills hundreds of people! Please let me be your one hundred and first!
Seibu Tsukasa: If you want to die, just say so.
The revolutionary army took away all the surviving believers and detained them for interrogation.
They must find all the trafficked children and abducted mothers.
During the interrogation, it was discovered that Bai Ling did not kill people at will.
Wen Hao explained evasively: "Actually... there is an adaptation period for the consciousness to be transferred to a new body. For someone like me, if I stop taking the medicine within three months, the brain consciousness of the original body may still survive."
"After three months, the original body will be declared brain dead. At that time, the body will belong to the new host. Even if the host's consciousness is driven out, the original body will never be able to come back to life."
Bai Ling killed those bodies that were beyond the rescue period.
However, the writer was puzzled as to how Bai Ling made the precise selection. They didn't tell him this information.
At the same time, another more tense interrogation was taking place next door.
The atmosphere in the interrogation room was cold, with only a small lamp on the table. The small space and dim lighting invisibly pushed the feeling of oppression to the extreme.
Silence hung heavy in the air; the guards behind him gradually felt that they could not breathe, but the people who were confronting each other on both sides of the table remained silent.
After a long while, Cen Genghong raised his reflective lenses and said with a fake smile, "It's you again."
The sentence "It's you again" is full of resentment, anger, self-mockery and other emotions. It can be "It's you again, I hate you" or "I lost to you again."
Cen Genghong stared at the ordinary medical bionic man opposite him: "In the cult, we all call you Interference Factor X."
Bionic Man: "Uh-huh."
They had been fighting each other indirectly for decades across the Milky Way, so Yu Chen certainly knew this derogatory term.
It was as if he knew that the other party had been bribing media from various countries for a long time and labeling him as a "devil".
The flickering lights reflected on Cen Genghong's face, making him look gloomy. "Speaking of which, this should be our first official meeting. I lost to you once fifty years ago, and now I lose again. It's really not glorious. But your victory was not decent either."
The corners of Cen Genghong's eyes curled up slightly behind his glasses, and he looked me up and down with a hint of sarcasm, "I really didn't expect that you, an emperor of an empire with great power, would treat me so seriously. In order to defeat me, you even sliced your own consciousness."
"In order to become stronger, you forcibly regressed to your ancestral state and made yourself look like this."
He leaned forward and asked deliberately provocatively, "In your current state, if you get hurt one or two more times, you probably won't be able to transform back into a human form, right?"
Yu Chen looked calm and said with a smile, "Are you concerned about my condition?"
"That's natural." Cen Genghong leaned back in his chair, his eyes passing through the flickering light to the calm face of the bionic man. His tone was as if he was joking, "Maybe fate will reverse and I'll have a chance to make a comeback. If you don't have much time left to live, I'm afraid there won't be a third chance to stop me."
Although this mermaid has lived a long time, compared to the years he has experienced, he is only young.
However, looking back over the past 400 years of the empire, only this alpha could barely fight him to a draw.
"In fact, our host had already predicted your attack. I just didn't expect that you, an alpha, would hide in the reproductive cavity of an omega just to catch me off guard."
Cen Genghong sneered: "It seems that your plan is just this good."
"Plot?"
Yu Chen raised his eyebrows as if he had heard a huge joke, "You actually think that I laid my eggs in Bai Ling's reproductive cavity just to deal with you."
"Isn't it?"
"No." Yu Chen shook his head ridiculously, "I am targeting all males, not you specifically."
Cen Genghong's expression froze, and then he pursed his lips tightly, "Are you trying to say that my failure was purely an accident?"
"That's not it either." Yuchen sat in a dignified manner, with his long legs crossed, looking like he was at ease and ready to tell the story:
"Your failure is not because of me, nor is it an accident. It's because of Bai Ling."
Yu Chen lowered his tone slightly, "You shouldn't underestimate him."
Cen Genghong narrowed his eyes and stared at him closely, "So what if I looked down on you?"
Yu Chen shrugged in relief, "Times have changed. You and I are both old people in history, but you don't realize that the situation has completely changed. You still tirelessly regard me as your number one enemy."
“…”
The mermaid said frankly: "Do you think that Bai Ling and I are choosing sides by forming an alliance? Wrong. I tell you, the one who chooses sides is me."
"In this game of restoring the country, I am not the only one sitting on the opposite side of the platform. This game is played by Bai Ling and the imperial nobles. It is Bai Ling playing with you. He is the real chess player. I am just a cover, the most legitimate reason for him to raise the banner."
"All the offensive routes, personnel selection, and strategic layout were decided by him," the mermaid raised her hand innocently, "I didn't interfere at all."
Cen Genghong's eyes opened wide, his face full of disbelief.
How is it possible that the demon with the most control urge in the galaxy has really let go and given up his power?
He gritted his teeth and sneered, "Really? Then you dare to say that you didn't provide him with any help? I don't believe it!"
"Of course there is help, mostly financially. But I believe that Bai Ling can get sponsorship funds even without me."
It just takes more time and effort. But Yu Chen felt that those were pressures that Bai Ling could overcome. He had always been confident in the eagles he raised.
Yu Chen smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes. "Have you never seriously thought that your hasty escape was not because you were afraid of me, but because you knew that if you didn't leave, Bai Ling's army would dig three feet into the ground and tear you into pieces."
"You just won't admit it."
"You refuse to admit that he is better than you in terms of professionalism in rallying the people and leading the country."
"You refuse to admit that his power has long been stronger than yours."
"You refuse to admit that you are afraid of him, so afraid that you want to turn him into your mother." Yu Chen asked politely, "With your IQ, you should know that this is the avoidance psychology of fear in the brain - turning a difficult enemy into a mother by your side, you feel safe, right?"
Cen Genghong's defense was completely broken, and he stood up suddenly, "Shut up!"
He was so angry that he vomited blood in his throat and trembled all over, as if his chest and lungs were about to explode. I have lived for four hundred years and have never experienced such a humiliating moment. And in just one day, he experienced it three times.
The guard behind him reminded, "Hello, the time for Commander Bai to meet you is almost here."
Yu Chen stood up, and his tall figure cast a deep shadow on Cen Genghong's face in the backlight. He tilted his head slightly and said to his former enemy, now a criminal:
"It's pathetic. You treat me, a noble alpha, as your enemy just because you want to save face for your failure."
"If the host's prophecy is true," the merman laughed, "my tattered baby is the variable that will destroy everything, 'X'."
After saying that, he turned around and, ignoring the wild throbbing veins on Cen Genghong's forehead, prepared to have dinner with his baby.
However, at this moment, a very twisted sneer suddenly came from behind.
"You don't think you can get out of New Columbus alive, do you?"
Cen Genghong raised his face from the dim light and revealed a long-brewing, extremely disgusting smile.
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If you can’t get it, then destroy it. This is Cen Genghong’s life creed.
This was the case when he was the chief genetic modification engineer of Group B of the [Human Immortality Project].
The project, which took four hundred years to complete, was meticulously completed and naturally had countless backup plans. Cen Genghong is a person who cannot afford to suffer any loss. He will definitely make Bai Ling and Isuparaiso pay the price.
On the surface of New Columbus, the heavy snow gradually stopped. On the treetops, sparrows gently jumped out from under the leaves, shaking off the snow on their feathers.
The snowy city road was silent except for a strange friction sound.
Slowly, the manhole cover was removed, and a tuft of feathers slowly rose up. Big Blue Foot curiously peeked outside.
"No one, safe!"
After hearing his report, two more people popped up like moles soon after.
"Can we go out now?" asked Mu Li, the oyster in the three-person group.
Pei La looked towards the east and squinted his eyes. In the dim morning light, the distant horizon is becoming clearer and clearer at a speed visible to the naked eye. 24 hours of darkness have passed, and soon they will welcome the dawn again.
Pei La: "It should be safe now, let's go! We have been hiding for so long that our bones have been rotten by the stench of the sewer."
The three of them were trying to climb out in a hurry.
Suddenly, the little sparrow above my head flew up in fright, and the fleet’s loud and deep alarm sounded "BOOM——".
Blue Big Foot: "Go back! The enemy is coming."
Pei La observed the sky calmly, and there was no sound of enemy planes attacking. Suddenly, her pupils shrank, "It's not an enemy plane, it's that!"
Following the direction of her finger, they looked up at the sky. The dark energy net had been there for more than a week, so much so that they had become accustomed to its presence.
In order to ensure normal sunlight on the planet, it is transparent on weekdays. But today, it seemed to be brewing its last bit of strength. The surface turned black, and black and purple energy rays flickered in the space. As long as the energy accumulation point was reached, the host would send instructions to the energy network and automatically launch a fatal blow to the surface.
By then, a quarter of the planets will be swallowed by dark energy.
In the dark and closed interrogation room, a deep smile appeared on Cen Genghong's lips.
Isuparaiso probably never imagined that he had another trick up his sleeve.
According to his Plan E, if they failed to escape by train, they would activate the dark energy Skynet to wipe out all enemy forces on the planet.
Of course, the price is that everyone in the cult will die.
But that is only death in consciousness.
As long as the revolutionary army is destroyed and Bai Ling dies, no one will know the cult's plan.
Cen Genghong would lie dormant for a dozen years, projecting his consciousness into a body elsewhere, and then extract the 20,000 soul copies stored in the Earth's host computer and make a comeback once again.
In his mind, he could already hear the host's emotionless, cold countdown.
He knew that Isupareso would definitely find a way to stop it, and might even capture Miao Ben and force him to find out how to stop the process.
But it was all in vain.
Miaoben is just a tool, a medical robot they originally created to cure diseases and save lives. Its authority is not that high at all——
"I'm sorry, but even if you threaten to hack into my underlying code, there's nothing I can do."
On the other side, next to the field hospital, Miao Ben, with only half of his body left, was crawling on the ground.
Yu Chen looked down at it with a cold and terrifying gaze:
"What if I take over your console by force?"
Miao Ben looked up at him, his eyebrows moving subtly. "It's not impossible, but you will be overloaded. You will burn your mother machine. Oh no, in human terms, burn your brain."
Yu Chen: "That's worth a try."
Hearing his answer, Miao Ben couldn't help but be confused for a moment. In the eyes of this AI, the opponent is extremely powerful, but it repeatedly makes decisions that are contrary to the cult.
It really wants to ask, why did the other party do this? Is it worth burning up computing power to save a group of people who are biologically destined to die?
Miao Ben glanced at him and suddenly decided to tell him a cruel truth:
"In fact, it's useless to occupy the cult's mainframe. I don't have the relevant authority, but I know that Cen Genghong is very cautious in his work. He has obsessive-compulsive disorder and must ensure that each part runs independently and does not interfere with each other."
"So the Dark Matter Skynet is most likely running independently. As long as the host gives it an order, it will just run the code and will not stop."
Dead end.
Why is it a dead end again?
Yu Chen looked up at the sky which was getting closer and closer, his breathing becoming slightly disordered. We are almost at the end, do we have to do it again?
There was only one thought left in his mind: the scepter, I want to go back and find the scepter.
Suddenly, a hand that was hotter than usual grabbed him from behind, pulled him and ran away without paying attention, complaining to him as he ran:
"Why didn't you go into the bunker? It took me so long to find you."
Yu Chen's pupils dilated slightly as he looked at the person in front of him with velvety white hair, which drew a clear white light in the chaotic dawn.
The bird's cheeks were flushed due to the high fever. It turned its head panting, with a cold expression but an extremely firm look in its eyes. Bird squeezed his hand and panted to comfort him:
"Don't be afraid. I've already told you that if we have to die, we'll die together."
Yu Chen looked up at the dark sky, then lowered his head and agreed with great relief, "Okay, I'll commit suicide to accompany you."
"Why are you committing suicide?!" Bai Ling was startled, his steps turned, and his brain also turned, "...Oh, your real body is not here."
On a safe planet.
Bai Ling thought about it, grasped the steel palm of the bionic man, looked back and smiled, "Then you'd better not die, and stay a widow for me."
He said half-seriously, "I've always dreamed of a mermaid crying at my grave. It must be more pleasant to hear than a middle-aged jellyfish."
Yu Chen: "...You can compare with others, but not this."
They ran to the bunker. The main ship's defense network has run out of energy, and the Sidewinder that could withstand a nuclear explosion has died. They have no choice but to leave it to fate.
But Bai Ling didn't know that when he turned around and smiled at the mermaid, the countdown for Skynet's attack unexpectedly stopped.
It swooped down from the sky and scanned his face.
Search... Search...
Querying...Facial recognition comparison in progress...
100%
In an instant, two images from different eras overlapped. The face of the young man Bai Ling was superimposed on the kindergarten ID photo of an Earth child.
【Recognition completed】
[Code prompt, the task is invalid and refuses to execute! 】
"Refuse to execute?" In the interrogation room, Cen Genghong opened his bloodshot eyes in a flash, burning with anger, and almost vomited blood.
In his mind, Cen Genghong frantically ordered the host to check, muttering "Impossible, absolutely impossible". His plan was foolproof and he had verified it countless times... How could the underlying code be tampered with? He had checked and there was no trace of modification at all! ! !
unless……
[Information refresh, archives: Dark Matter Energy Network. Person in charge: Scientific and technological archaeology researcher, Bai Ke]
——Cen Genghong was choked. Thinking of this name, it seemed that all the unscientific fallacies instantly had a reasonable explanation.
It was a dead woman's belated resistance.
Bai Ke.
She is straightforward, rebellious and straightforward. She has no sense of collectivism in her heart.
When she was sent to the dangerous radiation zone of the earth and began to enter the data of this dangerous weapon, a thought flashed through her mind:
My research results cannot be used on my children.
So she ignored the life and death of the human race and added her only child to the whitelist of the underlying code.
The great goal of human rejuvenation was easily destroyed by the selfishness of a woman.
At that moment, all the great causes of the earth and all the grand ideals became shattered. Many years after his death, Bai Ke slapped the hypocritical system hard from a distance, stepped on their faces, and spat in disdain.
Cen Genghong's scalp tingled and he felt a strong sense of despair as if he was about to collapse - he heard the old souls of countless rich people, the upstarts, and the old money stored in the mainframe, cursing and screaming at the top of their lungs. After four hundred years of planning and spending one trillion dollars, the great ideals of a generation of the world's elite were all destroyed in the hands of an insignificant woman! !
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh——
Ahhhhh——
Damn woman!
At this point, the cult's final plot to destroy the revolutionary army has been shattered.
The disaster that was warned of did not occur as expected. People came out of their shelters in disbelief and returned to the streets, hugging and jumping for joy at having survived the disaster.
In the sky, the big net activated its self-destruction program, ran out of energy and gradually disappeared, turning into mist in the sky.
The clouds drifted with the wind, bending into a laughing shape. At this time, the stars have risen, and golden light shoots out from behind the clouds, like a sunflower that never fades, burning and brilliant.
In the distance, today's wild stars are also cloudless.
In front of the town government, a sweeper was illuminated by the warm sunlight. It raised its head and looked towards the sky.
Shi Luolan, as usual, talked to himself and sighed for no reason:
"The sun is shining brightly today. She will definitely be happy when she sees it."
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