Code of Wasteland Survival

An unknown shelter, an unknown laboratory.

Perhaps because of the shortage of funds, two of the four fluorescent lamps on the ceiling have been broken. Among the remaining two lamps, one of the lamps is still on and flickering. Turn this to white. The ruined laboratory, with its main color, corners and ground stained with dark red blood, rendered it into a scene like a horror movie.

A little girl wearing only one piece of "clothes" made up of two pieces of rectangular white cloth was lying on the test bench. On her ankle, there was a small sign with only one number on it—" 0".

"Finally succeeded... Finally succeeded..."

A middle-aged man wearing a white coat and long greasy hair that I don’t know how long he has not washed was kneeling on the edge of the experiment table, muttering to himself, and gently stroking his hand on the girl’s round shoulder... …

"It's a perfect work... With this work, you don't have to rely on the trash-modified list to maintain the operation of the laboratory... This is the most correct evolutionary direction for mankind... Hahaha... I It’s God, I’m the omnipotent God..."

There was a tremor in the middle-aged man’s tone, and his hand moved from the girl’s shoulders to the girl’s white face. It was a nearly perfect face that could easily evoke the primal impulse of a male human. At this moment, the middle-aged man didn't have a trace of desire in his eyes, only the kind of fanaticism and excitement that he couldn't control himself.

In the past few years, he has invested countless funds and countless energy, and has experienced countless failures...Finally today, he has successfully created a true spiritual power superpower!

This is an unprecedented feat! Although this feat is difficult to replicate, the girl lying in front of him alone is enough to make him a guest of various forces!

In the future, he will have more resources for higher-level research-this experimental body No. 0 in front of him is not an end, but a great starting point!

The middle-aged man took a few deep breaths and tried his best to calm his mood. Then he fixed the girl’s body and limbs on the experimental table with a leather strap, and then used a ring-shaped mental power. The suppressor was placed on the girl's head.

This is indeed a perfect work, but it is also a terrifying murder weapon. To control such "things", he has to make a perfect plan.

"It's time to wake up my work..."

The middle-aged man glanced at the girl's beautiful face for the last time, then sat down in front of the computer and began to operate on a complicated interface.

Next to the experimental platform is a quirky medical device with as many as a dozen mechanical arms. Under the operation of a middle-aged man, these mechanical arms move flexibly and continuously inject various medicines through the syringe. The girl's body.

After about half an hour passed, after the last pot of medicine was injected from the girl's side neck, the girl who was tied to the experiment table let out a groan and slowly opened her eyes...

"How? How are you feeling?"

Hearing the girl's voice, the middle-aged man immediately pushed aside the keyboard in front of him, rushed to the side of the experimental platform, and stared at the girl's bright black eyes.

"What...how? I...who am I? Who are you?"

"You... You are'Zero'! You are my favorite work... You are my daughter, and I am your father!" The middle-aged man gasped and said, his Adam's apple constantly sliding up and down.

"Then...who are they?"

Subject No. 0 is not completely lying flat on the bench. The bench under her shoulders slowly rises to an arc, like a hospital bed where patients can sit up. Therefore, her vision is not Only limited to the ceiling, but can have a panoramic view of the small half of the laboratory.

The middle-aged man looked down the gaze of Experiment No. 0, his face suddenly changed-it was a large glass jar over two meters high, filled with formalin solution, and... the body of the failed experiment. ...

These failed subjects all had exactly the same faces as "Subject Zero", or to put it another way, they were originally "biological sisters" carved out of a mold.

However, they were all eliminated, only the "zero" in front of them, and successfully accepted a series of experiments starting from the embryo...Although there was a small problem in her brain, in the eyes of middle-aged men, that Even the blemishes are not counted, the zero experiment body is still a perfect experiment body.

"That's...that's some...some puppets...don't care about them..." The middle-aged man subconsciously moved his body and blocked the glass jar behind him. He regretted not handling these "disabled" in time. The corpses of "defective" were originally thrown into the decomposition tank to be reduced to protein, but because of the assistant's laziness, they were left in the laboratory...

"Why do they all look exactly like me?" The girl continued to ask. There are many mirrors next to the experiment platform. She can easily see her face~www.readwn.com~this...this..." The man doesn't know how to answer. Although the other party has just regained consciousness, he still possesses a normal mind... and an adult's question thinking mode.

This was an unavoidable situation in the experiment. He once wanted to modify the subject’s mind, but the final result was that the subject had symptoms of personality separation. In order to prevent the subject’s mental consciousness from completely collapsing, he only Can give up...

But he didn't expect that the first time the subject awakened, it would be the normal personality with reason, not the defective personality he had implanted in his own hands.

"Wait...wait a minute..."

"This... is a laboratory, right? And I... are your experimental props, right?" The girl's neck was not fixed by the restraint belt, she turned her head and looked around gently at the scene.

The instrument next to the test bench began to sound an alarm, her mental strength was constantly rising, and she showed obvious intention to attack!

"Damn... I have implanted too many things in your brain! I knew it would be better to make you a fool!" The middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed from panic to hideous, and he changed from his white coat pocket. A remote control was taken out, and the only button on it was pressed hard--

"laugh--"

A visible electric current was released from the "suppressor" on the girl's head, the girl let out a scream, and then fainted...

"Damn it, the experimental body must be further modified to turn the defective personality into a master personality, so that it is conducive to control..." The middle-aged man muttered to himself while sitting back in front of the computer...

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