The bright lights make the night as bright as day, and the optical technology makes the street lights soft and not dazzling.

At the hotel entrance.

Ray Miller took the windbreaker handed to him and put it on:

"No need to send it."

"Take care." Carl nodded: "Thank you for troubling me with that matter."

"It's nothing." Ray Miller smiled faintly, waved at the approaching taxi, and asked casually, "We have known each other for so long, this little favor is nothing, but I didn't expect you to be so interested in genetics."

"Heh..." Karl laughed, "I want an answer, but unfortunately the person who knows the answer is unwilling to tell me. I have no choice but to find it myself."

"Answer?" Remire's eyes were dim:

“Sometimes it’s better not to know.”

“Sizzle…”

The taxi stopped.

The 'dark wizard' Abbott, wearing the uniform of the car rental company, got out of the car quickly and opened the door attentively.

"Dear lady, please get in the car."

"Um."

Ray Miller nodded, stepped sideways and slowly into the back seat, rolled down the window and waved goodbye to Carl.

"Miss, where are you going?"

"Inner Court, No. 12 Mu Street."

Inner Court? The Dark Wizard's eyes moved slightly.

With the development of science and technology, productivity has exploded, and starvation to death is now a rare occurrence in society.

But this does not mean that there are no slums.

The Inner Court area is equivalent to the slums of Fast City, and most of the people living there are from the lowest level of society.

Chaos, dirt, crime...

Get together.

Under the control of the 'black wizard', the taxi was like a ghost, moving forward silently.

He didn't do anything to Carl.

Just because Carl's guest looked so much like that person, the 'dark wizard' was unwilling to act rashly.

Committing murder in front of 'that person', even if he only looked like him, felt like blasphemy to him.

It's a crime! Instead, he pretended to be a taxi driver and tried to contact the other party.

Driving carefully, the 'dark wizard' glanced through the rearview mirror at Ray Miller, who was resting with his eyes closed, and couldn't help but sigh again that they looked so alike.

"Miss."

After thinking for a while, he spoke slowly: "With your appearance, you can definitely leave the inner court area. You deserve a better living environment."

"..." Lei Miller opened her eyes, her eyes were clear, transparent, and clean, just like her temperament: "Drive carefully and don't talk too much."

"yes."

'Dark wizard' should be subconsciously.

Then he became anxious, as he was the local leader of the Temple of the Gods, a strong man with third-level strength, yet he was afraid of a little girl.

He moved his fingers and finally suppressed the resentment in his heart. After all, the other party looked too much like that person.

It seemed like he couldn't feel any hostility at all.

“Sizzle…”

The taxi stopped in front of an orphanage.

The 'dark wizard' got out of the car, opened the door, bent over and led Remiel down, and saw several children jumping towards him.

"Aunt Louis!"

"teacher!"

“…”

"Good boy." Remire smiled and took out some beautifully packaged candies from his pocket and distributed them to the group.

"Have you been obedient today? Did you do your homework well?"

"obedient!"

"It's all done."

Several children took the candy with laughter, surrounded Remiel, and walked towards the orphanage.

This scene made the 'Dark Wizard' slightly stunned.

'Pure angels transformed into babies, surrounded God, and reported everything that happened in the world.'

"Miss Louis!"

With a sudden thought in his mind, the Dark Wizard seemed to have made a decision. He stepped forward and said:

"I am touched by your kindness. I am willing to sponsor you to build an orphanage in a prosperous neighborhood to provide these children with a better life."

Ray Miller stopped.

He rubbed the heads of the children beside him and asked them to go back and rest, then turned to look at the 'Dark Wizard'.

"Abbott, I remember your daughters were ordinary people?"

?

Abbott suddenly looked up, his body trembled slightly, and a warm current emerged from his heart and flowed into his eyes.

"host……"

His lips trembled, tears welled up in his eyes, and he slowly knelt on the ground, his voice choking:

"Great Lord!"

"You caught a man called Barrow, didn't you?"

Ray Miller said: "Let him go."

"yes."

The 'dark wizard' Abbott responded in a muffled voice:

"Follow the will of the Lord."

"Leave here." Ray Miller waved his hand:

"No matter if they are rich or poor, every child deserves hope and should not be treated differently because of their different identities."

“I like it here and I don’t plan to move away.”

"yes."

Abbott responded again, not daring to question her words in the slightest. Everything God did was right.

“Oh Lord!”

"Can the servant come to see you later?"

"If I want to see you, you can see me." Remiel said in a flat voice and walked slowly towards the orphanage.

"host!"

The 'dark wizard' Abbott raised his head and asked again: "Professor Carl..."

"He is my friend." Remire paused, and a different emotion was revealed in his voice:

"I've known you for many years."

Many years? The Dark Wizard's eyes were hazy. He knew the existence of the Lord as long as he could remember. He was a very ancient god.

So……

Is Professor Carl also of this kind?

"Do you need it?"

"No need." Remire knew the servant's thoughts very well, and said calmly: "Don't contact him."

"yes."

The 'Dark Wizard' bowed his head.

* * * Barrow was completely immersed in a large glass container, with light green liquid wrapping his body.

His mouth was held open with a dilator and a tube was inserted through his throat into his stomach.

There were infusion tubes inserted into his abdomen, back, wrists, and heart, and his blood was flowing in them.

There were cracks all over the limbs and abdomen, the skin and flesh were turned inside out, and the fresh flesh and blood could be clearly seen.

The torture during this period made me neither look like a human nor a ghost. I thought about dying countless times.

pity,

Here, he couldn't die even if he wanted to.

The liquid that wraps the body has the effect of paralyzing the nerves, while also providing the body with a constant supply of nutrition.

"The experimental subject can switch between multiple states, and normally appears in human form."

“When you are angry or excited, the cells in your body change, and your organs will also change accordingly.”

"His ears can hear sounds that ordinary people can't hear, and his nose can smell smells that ordinary people can't smell..."

"There has been initial progress in animal testing..."

Professor Jim stood in front of the display screen, looking at various experimental data, his face looking gloomy and uncertain.

The progress of the experiment is far from ideal.

Fortunately,

There is progress! "Swish!"

A figure appeared out of nowhere in the laboratory, waved his hand and took Barrow out of the glass container.

At the same time, he gently raised the staff in his hand.

Second-ring witchcraft—healing! A soft halo fell on Barrow, blending into his body, and transformed into flowing nutrients that nourished his injured organs and flesh.

"Mr. Abbott."

Professor Jim's face changed drastically:

"What are you doing?"

"It's over." The dark wizard Abbott said slowly, "If the professor wants to continue the experiment, I can provide support, but this person needs to be sent back."

"That won't work!" Jim said hurriedly, "Without Barrow, my experiment won't work."

"Then there is no solution." The dark wizard Abbott shook his head. "He is involved in a lot of troubles. It is impossible for him to stay here any longer. Professor, you have to figure out a solution yourself."

Without giving the other party a chance to explain, he waved his hand and conjured a scroll that included Barrow.

He disappeared in a flash.

Looking at the empty laboratory, Jim's body trembled, his eyes filled with resentment, which finally turned into a roar.

"ah!"

"I won't let Barrow go!"

test,

It's everything to him.

The achievement of Barrow is Jim's lifelong pursuit, and he will never give up.

(End of this chapter)