Chapter 909 Adam
The little girl came to a stop in the snow in front of the wooden house, because the door of the hunter's wooden house was pushed open, and a man walked out of it, with pale golden hair and skin as white as snow, wearing a bearskin jacket and black gloves Clutching a hard-shell diary.

He breathed out a cold breath, wrapped his scarf around, looked at the girl standing on the empty snow ground, nodded slightly, and smiled, "You're back."

The little girl looked into his eyes. They were a pair of dark brown pupils, which were similar in color to those of the American Daliu in my impression, and were no different from ordinary people.

The first time the little girl saw him was on the railway tracks on the eve of a snowstorm. The kind-hearted American followed up against the wind and snow to ask if they needed help, and he couldn't help but put the jacket on her. , caring earnestly does not seem to be fake.

There is no love for no reason in the world, the little girl knows it, especially the love of an ordinary stranger.

Adam, there is something wrong with this American.

Whether it is the KGB lieutenant colonel, the little girl, or the huntress, they all know this in their hearts.

A snowstorm brings people who have never met before into a dilapidated wooden house. Although there is deliberate deliberation, there is bound to be a real coincidence.

Just like the brother and sister Vika and Dusha, they are a typical accident, driven by desire, they waded into this muddy water and lost their lives.

So the Americans could also really be an accident, a coincidence of being driven by a snowstorm to the only shelter in the area.

According to logical reasoning, when a truly coincidental example appears, the rationality of the second coincidence will increase infinitely, so the appearance of American Adam is reasonable.

However, this is not the reason why everyone didn't really pay attention to it, and even took action against Adam.

There is only one real reason why Adam can live till now.

He is an ordinary person.

Everyman through and through.

There is no aura of military training, and there is no trace of systematic training. Naturally, there is no abnormal 'bloodline' like the little girl and Lieutenant Colonel Andre.

Yes, the little girl is sure that this man has no blood, he is just an ordinary person.

Adam really didn't talk about his background, he was really a tourist traveling to Siberia, because he even pulled out his passport from all over the world, and the picture postcards from all over the Soviet Union.

He talked about all kinds of interesting things he encountered while traveling in the Soviet Union, and his overreaction to any situation was also appropriate.

The individual Adam is very real to everyone, and at the same time, he is not threatening, because he is indeed an ordinary person who has not been trained individually.

If you give him a shotgun, maybe the American culture that advocates gun education can make him more or less combative and threatening, but it is a pity that the only shotgun is already hidden deep in the jungle.

But despite this, Adam still has problems, but no one has dug them out.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be standing in front of the little girl now, with the attitude of a winner.

"I thought Lieutenant Colonel Andre would bring you some trouble."

The fur fluff on both sides of Adam's snow-white cheeks was blown by the sudden wind blowing in the coniferous forest. He looked at the little girl in ragged and thin clothes and said softly, "He has been tracking me down for a long time, and even I have not really Killed him, but you did."

The little girl looked up at Adam and said softly, "You know him."

"Of course I know him." Adam didn't seem to be in a hurry to do anything. Instead, he sat in front of the steps of the wooden house and looked at the girl in the middle of the snow field. Light snow fell from the sky and accumulated on her thin shoulders.

"Lieutenant Colonel Andrei is a good man who loves his country very much. He is the ace agent of the KGB and the only hound I have encountered in the past ten years that can be called 'difficult'."

"But it's just difficult." Adam said, "I don't think it's difficult to kill him. The first time I met him under bunker 42, I probably knew the effect of his 'speech spirit'. If If I want to kill him, I have at least three ways to simply let him die."

"But in the end I thought about it, and it's not necessary." Adam looked at the light snow falling on the girl's head, "He is an excellent hound, but no matter how good he is, he will always show his flaws when he meets the person who raised him after many years , once that happens, he's no longer a problem."

From the window, you can see the figure of the old man on the bed in the hunter's wooden house. The old hunter and Andre are father and son. Few people know about this. Even the KGB's intelligence department does not have this record, because in the All of Andrei's past was sunk in ice and snow when he devoted himself to the cause of the secret police of the motherland.

"He is an excellent hunting dog, he can always follow my footsteps to find Verkhoyansk, since this is the case, this hunting dog should give full play to his role-after all, in terms of fundamental purpose, we actually do not conflict , all wanted to find Dr. Herzog's legacy in the 'Black Swan Harbor Explosion' that swept across the entire harbor."

Adam's eyes fixed on the little girl, "I have to say that you performed very well, just as good as I imagined."

"You know the doctor." The little girl only responded to the name 'Herzog'.

"It's 'we' who know the doctor." Adam looked at the little girl quietly. She stood in the snow like a cut pine tree. Long frost like pine cones formed between her eyebrows.

"who are you."

"Solomon's Temple Society, a legion inspired and summoned by the 'God'."

"What do you want?"

"The final result of the 'Butterfly Project' even surpassed the original plan, and you are the treasure created boldly with the 'Red Book' plan." Adam said.

"These days your performance in all kinds of desperation is very satisfactory. With multiple words, bloodline rewriting (violent blood), you have perfectly met the standards of new humans. Even traditional high-level hybrids should You are ashamed of yourself in front of you."

"When the Red Book is leaked, many people will come to you." Adam said slowly, "Of course we will prevent this from happening."

"The 'Butterfly Project' is an idea that the Temple received after the revelation of the gods. It is a great plan to lay the foundation of a new world. It exists to give birth to 'Holy Knights' who can truly serve the gods."

"Most of Dr. Herzog's research on genes was provided by us, and we even provided him with the genetic samples in the freezer that he cherishes so much." Adam said, "The Temple is the only one. The real biggest investor in Black Swan Harbor, and other hyenas who come to plunder under various banners are all despicable speculators."

"The Temple's investment in the 'Butterfly Project' can be said to be unprecedented, but as long as the final result can be obtained, all the blood and fire, war and death will be worth it."

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"Elena, is this your name in Black Swan Harbor?" Adam put the diary on his lap and looked at her, "If you are just one of the 'experiments' who escaped from Black Swan Harbor, then you It’s true that you shouldn’t know what I’m talking about, but it’s a pity that you know it yourself, and you know it clearly, which is obvious to all of us.”

"Both Lieutenant Colonel Andrei and I, after seeing your performance these days, understand that you are the final product of 'Project Butterfly', the god in Ilya Ivanov's 'Red Book' son." Adam paused at this point, and looked at her with a smile on his face, "Eve."

They looked at each other across the snow, "I still prefer your name, the name that the temple will give you."

"You are my Adam?" The little girl finally had a little reaction, and looked up at the man on the stairs.

"I can be Adam, every 'knight' is Adam, your future work may be a bit hard." Adam nodded.

"You need a surrogate sow." The little girl's words were blunt and harsh.

"You are a child of God, so you naturally need a group for the birth and continuation of God, and we are the pioneers of this group." Adam said calmly, "After we complete all the reverse engineering of the 'Butterfly Project', you will be free Yes—freedom in scope. And in exchange, we can make your hidden brother a knight, also a product of the 'Butterfly Project', although he has not shown any signs of strength, but we are willing to give him a proof of himself Opportunity."

The little girl had stopped talking, but Adam could already hear her heart beating like thunder, beating like drums of war.

The remaining lineage continued to burn, and the extinguished ashes lit up again.

"Hey, Eve, come on," Adam said softly, looking at her. "You've run out of fuel."

What answered him was the explosion of the air, and the white snow tide separated like waves.

(End of this chapter)

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