Chapter 1 The Sixth Continent
Announcement: March 12, 2024.
[The third massacre mission on the sixth continent is completed.]
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Snow Eagle Research Committee
A row of blue text flashed on the black electronic screen, and Jing Yu, wearing a white uniform, walked through the scientific research building surrounded by a group of people.
"Hello, Major General!"
"Major General!"
Everyone around stood at attention and greeted Jingyu. He nodded and hurried past.
Electronic sounds and footsteps mixed together, and the number of scientific researchers around him became fewer and fewer as he went deeper. Finally, when Jing Yu's footsteps finally stopped, a huge iron cage appeared in front of him.
In this three-story basement laboratory, there is a three-story elliptical cage from bottom to top, surrounded by electric grids and observation passages.
Inside, a young man who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen was lying naked on the ground, with chains tied to his limbs and neck. His long black hair covered his face, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
A researcher in a white coat knocked on the glass surrounding the iron cage. Immediately afterwards, a blue dialog box popped up. The scientist explained:
"Major General, ever since the Sixth Continent was landfilled, our research on zombies and other supernatural creatures has been stored in this laboratory. Imprisoned here is our S+ danger level research subject, RKT97."
After saying that, the scientist clicked the "OK" button on the screen, and then a powerful electric current erupted in the iron cage. The blue-white light passed through the chain that tied the boy into his limbs and bones, and a burning smell followed.
Jing Yu raised his head slightly, and under the blue light, his gloomy face looked even more depressing.
"ah--"
The boy let out a heart-wrenching scream, then suddenly jumped up from the ground and ran around in the cage like a spider.
But when his hand touches the iron net, he will receive a heavier electric shock.
"How many volts is this?" Jing Yu glanced at his watch. He had a very important meeting in half an hour and couldn't waste too much time here.
After all, he came here secretly by abusing his power.
If he were discovered, not only would he lose his job, but even his life, or more accurately, his corpse, would be gone!
"Thirty-five thousand volts."
"Bigger."
Jing Yu gave an order, and the researcher looked at him, said nothing, and pressed the "+" button next to the voltage button.
The powerful electric current burned the iron chain red, and the boy's shouting seemed insignificant amid the crackling sound of the current.
Like a bird trapped in a cage, he banged the iron cage frantically. His veins swelled up and his whole body was steaming.
"Now?"
"One hundred and ten."
“Will there be a fee for pressing the plus button?”
"What?"
Jing Yu frowned impatiently, bypassed the scientist and directly chose "max".
"ah--"
The moment the number "50,000 volts" appeared on the screen, the boy let out a brief roar and fell to the ground.
The room was instantly plunged into darkness. Occasionally, a crackling sound could be heard between the iron cages, and a hot smell lingered in the air.
No one spoke, and after looking at each other, they looked at Jing Yu——
What is the Major General going to do?
Are you going to kill RKT97?
No, he is sick!
Like burnt food, the boy collapsed lifelessly in the cage.
"Dead?"
Jing Yu made a "tsk" sound and cast a sharp gaze at the scientist. Even without the lights, one could still feel his murderous intent.
The scientist who was looking at Jing Yu with an expression of pity and anger instantly restrained his expression and explained quickly:
"No... no, he's been imprisoned in a cage and repeatedly subjected to life and death experiments since the Snow Eagle Project was implemented in 1732. Even if he dies, he can be reassembled and resurrected. The last time he was resurrected was in 2007. He... won't die."
Jing Yu waved his hand impatiently. He glanced at his watch again, then touched the pistol on his waist with his left hand and approached the iron cage: "Can anyone go in?"
"As long as it's safe, we can..."
"Open the door."
The scientists looked at each other, rolled their eyes in silence, and then pressed the "Enter" button.
nerve!
"Crack—"
The iron cage frame slowly rose, and the dim emergency lighting locked onto RKT97 like a stage spotlight. Jing Yu came on stage while adjusting his wide-brimmed hat, and slowly squatted down as he approached the boy.
His eyes were dark and unclear as he looked the boy up and down.
Jing Yu knew very well that this young man was the trump card of the Snow Eagle Project.
It is also the only antidote that can save yourself.
As an international secret human evolution project that has been running since 1732, the Snow Eagle Project was first implemented in Country M. At that time, scientists from all over the world set up a laboratory there and created a number of genetically modified humans through gene editing technology. There were both successes and failures.
In 1860, zombie-like mutations appeared among the failed gene-generated humans. These zombies would spread their genes through bites, blood, and body fluids. The Snow Eagle Project was urgently stopped, and the United Nations dispatched troops to carry out armed suppression. However, for the sake of research, these zombies were not all killed, but some were retained for scientific research.
In 1930, various countries united to create an artificial island in the southern part of the earth near Point Nemo, which was called the "Sixth Continent". All people involved in the Snow Eagle Project worked here.
Since the project was launched, Jingyu has become the most successful genetically modified human created in 1995.
But only Jingyu knew that he was about to die.
He wanted to live, but he couldn't tell anyone.
Because once the researchers of the Snow Eagle Project find out, he will just become an object like RKT97.
Jingyu can only save himself.
Jing Yu stretched out his hand and took the boy's pulse.
“…”
No movement.
Dead?
His dark eyes became even darker, and Jing Yu let out a long breath.
waste.
"ah!"
Suddenly, the young man swooped down from the ground. Under his black hair was a face as pale as snow, and his shark-like teeth came towards Jingyu's face to bite.
"Major General, be careful!"
"Quick, activate the emergency brake..."
“Bang!”
Before the scientists could finish their words, Jing Yu slapped RKT97 in the face.
RKT97 was knocked to the ground by a slap and lay there for a long time without moving.
The boy's scarlet eyes instantly cleared up a lot, and he collapsed to the ground, as if he couldn't react to what he had just felt.
Is that the skin of ordinary humans?
Soft and warm.
Rather than cold iron rods and bullets.
So this is what it feels like to come into contact with human skin?
The boy's eyes moved slightly and fixed on Jing Yu's cold face.
Jing Yu rolled his eyes at him, but his expression relaxed a lot.
The scientists were stunned.
No, is this okay?
Is it resolved with just this slap?
Several scientists had even taken out laser guns from their emergency kits and were now holding them in their hands, not knowing what to do.
The young man was still determined to steal and rushed over again.
“Bang!”
Jing Yu slapped him again.
Get up and slap.
Get up and slap.
A slap.
The boy lying on the ground was pinned down and slapped by Jing Yu. Jing Yu pulled him up from the ground like a puppy by the neck:
"It's never going to end, is it?"
He walked out of the cage, RKT97 in one hand, and headed towards the emergency exit. Scientists gathered around him and said anxiously:
"Major General, you haven't registered yet! And 97 is a special protection..."
"I'll take this to the general for instructions and report. I'll arrange for someone to complete the procedures tomorrow."
"All right……"
Looking at Jing Yu's receding figure, the scientists silently threw the tablet in their hands on the table:
"What is he doing? Why can't he just follow the procedures? What if the higher-ups come to investigate?"
"Why do you always make things difficult for us workers?"
"Um...should we tell the Major General about the care of RKT97? What if something goes wrong?"
"Don't tell him! If anything goes wrong, it's his own fault."
"Can you do it?"
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