Chapter 234: Love blossoms into evil

With the ground floor parted on both sides, the situation in the underground of the main control room was revealed to the public through a layer of explosion-proof glass, which was visible to all.

Underneath was a small, secret laboratory with about two dozen bio-pods, each containing a human body, or some organ, immersed in it.

Those people were connected by complex conduits, most of them were still half-finished, unfinished, and in the very center of the underground laboratory, lay the largest bio-pod. It was exquisitely carved, like a crystal coffin, and inside it lay a tiny human being.

The little powdered figure wore a black velvet gown with vintage French lace along the skirt, long curls of brilliant gold, like cropped sunlight, laying on her shoulders, and the girl's skin was fair and lacquered, and her lips dotted with crimson.

She was like a sleeping child waiting for her mother to wake her up.

Chen Man mumbles, "It's Ava ......"

Ava indeed.

From the girl's heart, a beam of light diffused out, and it was that beam that passed through the special material of the ground, forming a holographic projection of the "Ava" they saw on the surface.

"You're doing private experiments behind the back of a taiyoukai?" He Yu narrowed his eyes, staring up at Zhuo Ya.

Zhuo Ya commented, "Private experiments? It's just a matter of secretly using some of the old woman's precious medicines and the most suitable organs for transplantation. Who made the old woman think only of herself, keeping all the good things for herself and not for me! Is it wrong for me to want to have a daughter who can talk and laugh, a little girl who can be seen and touched and who is no different from Ava when she was alive?"

She lowered her eyes and looked lovingly down at the android sleeping in the coffin below the ground.

Because her obsession was too deep, her expression became gentle but also unusually frantic.

"My daughter, using the best and finest organs, I spent a long, long time making a little girl whole, I implanted her brain with the most delicate chip ...... Do you know why I built this Radical Chill when I obviously have no interest in weapons? Because it's the only thing with the power to sustain me sneaking around with over twenty top tier biohouses open without being suspected! I can keep doing biological experiments, storing organs, and protecting my daughter ...... This broken control room is my front! The underground lab is what I really want to guard!"

"Hahahahaha ...... hahahahaha! Not even an old woman can stop me with these things! I'm stealing materials from the island, learning Anthony their transplantation techniques, and I'm going to breed a normal person just like my daughter! No one can stop me!"

Gazing up, Zhuo Ya's glazed eyes locked onto the three people in the control room.

"None of you are going to ...... stop me."

As soon as the words fell out of her mouth, Zhuo Ya tapped the control panel with her backhand, and the brain chip controllers of the three half-finished reformed humans she released in advance were activated, and they brushed open their eyes and attacked the three people in the control room with a straight face!

In the blink of an eye, Xie Ping attacked He Yu, Zhou Muying tackled Chen Man, and Qin Ciyan suddenly attacked in front of Xie Qingcheng ......

Xie Qingcheng was up close and personal with that familiar face.

That ...... face he could not forget for the rest of his life.

Zhuo Ya, for some mischievous reason, used the body of a criminal to transform Qin Ciyan into the same Qin Ciyan that was at the scene of the assassination!

His face was corpse-white and covered with blood, and he just straightened up and approached Xie Qingcheng, his eyes dead and unclosed, as if to remind Xie Qingcheng of whom he died for, whom he died to protect ......

Immediately after that, this Qin Ciyan struck Xie Qingcheng's chest with a force that a real old man would never have!

"BANG!!!"

Xie Qingcheng could have avoided this slap, but the excitement of seeing his dead teacher again was too great, even if he knew that these were all fake, face transplant like Wei Rong, Xie Qingcheng still couldn't slow down his nerves, and was struck in the heart, slamming into the curtain wall behind him.

"Cough ......" Fishy sweet blood spilled from his throat.

Xie Qingcheng slid to sit on the ground, raised his head, endured the cone of pain, and looked at his teacher's reflection ......

The staggering corpse was coming toward him, and the guttering old face still wore the glasses Qin Ciyan used to wear in his life.

At this moment, Xie Qingcheng could not help but remember that Qin Ciyan had once given him his hand and said to him in the pouring rain, "Kid, aren't you in pain?".

No. ...... No.

This is not Qin Ciyan ...... This is not Old Qin ......

Qin Ciyan has one of the strongest and most upright hearts Xie Qingcheng has ever seen ...... But Mandela imitates his body and remains to do such a thing!

They use the thoughts of the living for the dead to forge the most brutal weapons in the world.

One at a time, over and over again, they stabbed hard into the hearts of the people these deceased loved so much in life!

Xie Qingcheng wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and as this fake Qin Ciyan attacked him again, he drew his combat dagger, crossed his heart and locked his emotions, and bellowed angrily as he met his opponent!

He was extremely fast, and his fighting skills were high, and in the twinkling of an eye a dozen moves were demolished, and this was, after all, only a half-finished product of the reformed man, and at last all that could be heard was-

"Snort!" The muffled sound.

The two staggered.

Xie Qingcheng's strike was extremely accurate! The dagger pierced through "Qin Ciyan's" chest!

Blood lies dripping ......

He looked at the aging face near him, and his hand on the hilt of the knife trembled slightly, and that trembling spread from his fingertips all over his body and into his heart.

"......"

Despite knowing that this is not Qin Ciyan and that this is fake, who can lay hands on someone who looks exactly like their departed loved one ...... who can bear to lay hands on someone who is a dead relative of theirs?!

What's more, Qin Ciyan died under a messy knife, thirteen knives, knives carved in Xie Qingcheng's heart can't go away.

Every time I light a cigarette and think about him, it hurts.

But he had to be awake to stab this fourteenth knife himself!

Some people can't help but cry when they see people who look similar to them after their parents or grandparents have passed away. Xie Qingcheng even read a report about a girl who lost her mother eating at a hot pot restaurant and saw that the waitress looked like her mom, and she couldn't help but say, "Auntie, can you hug me?".

Xie Qingcheng can't say one word to this Qin Ciyan, Old Qin, can you hug me?

All he could do was let his blood soak his palm, and all he could do was tremble, embrace the fallen old man, and at the end, murmur, "I'm sorry ......"

I'm sorry, Old Qin.

Sorry ......

Xie Qingcheng took a breath and slowly raised his head.

A fire of pain burned in his heart as Mandela continued to use medicine and science to trample on the life and love that Qin Ciyan had cherished so much.

At this moment, Xie Qingcheng suddenly understood with an incomparable clarity why Qin Ciyan had resolutely refused to cooperate with that American laboratory back then. Maybe the people in that lab also offered to resurrect Qin Ciyan's youngest son, just like Duan Wen, but Qin Ciyan still refused.

Life can never be duplicated and is therefore precious.

This is something Old Qin, as a veteran physician, has understood from a long, long time ago.

The old man knew that Boat couldn't come back.

But he also knew that he just had to keep on not forgetting, to go with the love for his deceased son, to rescue those children who were just like Boat, then Boat was actually always by his side.

They, father and son, would always meet on a windy day.

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While Xie Qingcheng was fighting with Qin Ciyan, He Yu and Chen Man were also in a very bad situation. Because Chen Man had been detained for too long and had not yet recovered his physical strength, he was no match for "Zhou Muying", and was already pressed to the ground by "Zhou Muying" with a grapple and throat lock, while "Zhou Muying" drew out a knife and was about to stab Chen Man in the chest. Zhou Muying" drew a knife and was about to stab Chen Man in the chest.

In the nick of time, Chen Man suddenly gripped the hilt of the knife, and blood flowed from his palm! But he at least restrained the movement of "Zhou Muying", and did not let "Zhou Muying" cut his throat with a knife, and the two of them were in a stalemate.

"Xie Ping's transformer was not as physically strong as his wife, and He Yu was the most guarded and physically strongest of the three, so Xie Ping did not suppress He Yu in the first blow. The reformed person turned a face with a silhouette very similar to Xie Qingcheng's, and coldly looked at He Yu.

Even though I know this is not the real old man, but just like Wei Rong after plastic surgery, like the year of "Lv Zhishu", that kind of chilling feeling still spread from the soles of the feet violently up.

He Yu took a breath and stared at "Xie Ping".

Fighting these reformed people is most unfriendly to He Yu, as he has no advantage in controlling the creatures that have been completely brain damaged.

After a few seconds, "Xie Ping's" eyes darkened, his fingers clenched, his bones clacked, and then he flew up and lunged at He Yu a second time!

"Look out!"

Xie Qingcheng had completely finished his fight with Qin Ciyan at that moment, and before he could calm himself down, he saw that He Yu's side of the battle had fallen into a disadvantageous situation. He immediately turned back, and in the nick of time, he arrived and lifted his hand to strangle "Xie Ping" around the waist!

However, Xie Ping's rebuilt human body is very strong, far better than Qin Ciyan's rebuilt human, although he was stagnated by Xie Qingcheng, he broke free from Xie Qingcheng's restraints almost in the next second, and also threw Xie Qingcheng more than a dozen meters away, hitting and hurting Xie Qingcheng's shoulder, and then still After that, he was still attacking towards He Yu ferociously!

This time He Yu avoided it even more reluctantly, Xie Ping's fist grazed his cheek, and with a thud the wall shook, the punch hit the light switch in the main control room, and the light in the room was dimmed, and it took a few seconds for the light to turn back on.

In the face of such a sudden situation, the "God of wind" system had no data support, and was unable to give the three attack guidance. Although the headquarters operators heard their movements and could see the specific images synchronized with God of wind, what they saw was a huge "storm killing robot", and they were overwhelmed by the sense of fear. Although the headquarters operators heard their movements and could see the images synchronized by God of wind, they saw a huge "killing robot", and the sense of fear had already suppressed them, and they were at their wits' end, with no way to provide help.

He Yu rolled up from the ground and lowered himself to the ground, sweeping his gaze over Xie Qingcheng and Chen Man, who were not far away.

Xie Qingcheng is clearly suffering from a shoulder injury, which is slowing him down despite his gritting his teeth and trying to get to his feet quickly. Chen Man was even more distracted against Zhou Muying.

With the current situation, they must have no chance of winning if they chose to come in hard. Although Zhuo Ya was weak because of his private experiments and did not feed the situation back to Duan Cuizhen, instead planning to fight alone, these genetically modified people were also too powerful ...... They must think of another way ...... He must think of another way.

Suddenly, He Yu had a flash of insight...

That thought and suspicion had been with him since he first learned about the vague "One", but he had never verified it.

Now, he has no choice but to gamble on this ......

The knots in He Yu's throat rolled up and down lightly, his hands quietly and silently behind his back, gritting his teeth at this critical moment, he crossed his heart and, with one last hope, pressed down on one of the back-up devices he had been hiding behind his back!

At that moment, "Xie Ping" launched a third round of attacks on him, violently raised his foot, a whip leg swept, the wind swept up, He Yu quickly avoided, but fell into the trap of "Xie Ping", "Xie Ping" one hand was already in position, a bayonet protruded steeply from the magazine of the weapon "Xie Ping" was carrying! "Xie Ping" one hand has already been in place, a bayonet, from the "Xie Ping" carry weapons box protrudes steeply! A bayonet protruded from the magazine of "Xie Ping's" weapon and slashed in the direction of He Yu's sidestep!

Brush!

The snowy blade met He Yu's face and cut down, the three-finger wide biting light shone directly into He Yu's eyes, and He Yu was unable to avoid it, so he was stabbed and closed his eyes involuntarily. He Yu was unable to avoid it, and was unable to close his eyes. The sharp blade was already approaching at that moment, and he heard Xie Qingcheng shouting his name:

"He Yu!!!"

...... Looks like that device failed after all, no response at all.

In the midst of such thoughts, he felt a chill force its way up his throat.

The knife of "Xie Ping" is finally going to cut into his neck.

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"BANG!!!"

Almost at the same time, a stream of attacking flames from a flaming lance burst through the door from outside and crashed into the room, rolling waves of heat!

He Yu's eyes were closed and he could not react, but Xie Qingcheng was already running towards him through the broken glass and metal debris caused by the wave of air, pulling him out from under the bayonet of "Xie Ping".

It was also at that moment that the ground gave a loud jolt, and they couldn't catch their breath in time to look toward the gate in the light of the fire.

In the midst of the flames and flames of light, we could only see the tall and sturdy "No.1" reformer holding a gun in both hands, standing like a tower at the entrance of the control room--

He Yu's three souls felt like they were violently shoved back into his body the moment he saw him, and with a heavy gasp of air that had been bruising his chest since moments ago, he muttered, "I actually fucking guessed right ......"

Xie Qingcheng quickly checked the wounds on his body and was relieved to see that he was unharmed, "What have you done?"

He Yu looked at the waxen-faced No. 1 Reformer, wiped the ash from his face, and spread out his palm to show Xie Qingcheng a button that resembled a detonation device, "It's this one."

"This is ......"

"This is the last backup device that will completely end Zhuo Ya's control over these people, but it's risky, I didn't get a chance to test this device at all, and the simulation success rate is very low ......"

He took a breath and continued, "As it turns out, I did, and those test subjects out there are now as completely free as those two transformers of your parents, and they act on certain thoughts. And their thinking, all of it comes from the chip itself ......"

He said, following One's gaze, his eyes traveled across the entire lab and landed on Zhuo Ya, whose face was white as a sheet.

"I've always speculated as to whose mind Zhuo Ya used for the first makeover she did, and even who these first twelve people ...... really were. Zhuo Ya is different from Duan Cuizhen, she will add a strong sense of individualism and emotion to her actions, the first twelve people, especially the earliest one - she even wanted to make a face of that one, it must not be a passerby with whom she met in passing, but it will not be someone she particularly cherished either! , because the first one will probably fail to do it, then I think he'll have to be someone who is important to her, but whom she loathes ...... I bet right."

No.1 Kill was raging, walking towards Zhuo Ya with one jolting step, he was too tall for Zhuo Ya to use a European and American body of two meters or so like an athlete, he could lift his hand and yank her down from the high platform like an eagle catching a chicken.

And behind him, those remaining eleven prisoners were slowly approaching, having lost control, they were all attracted to Zhuo Ya's presence, like vultures pouncing on their prey to split her flesh and blood. Hatred spread out from these living dead who weren't supposed to have emotions, emotions that emanated from the chips inside their brains.

The human mind and the human emotions are never separate.

He Yu said word for word, "The chip in this man's head is Ava's biological father! I'm afraid that the rest of the eleven children in ...... are the children that Zhuo Ya had killed after the failed Chernobyl experiment!!!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, a flaming lance slammed into Zhuo Ya as he screamed! The man maintains an intense hatred, hissing as he sprays flames hot enough to cut through mortal iron at Zhuo Ya, who shrieks and dodges, ducking in all directions and letting out angry growls and curses under his breath.

The Russian she cursed was slang, which even He Yu could not understand, but from the words he could vaguely discern, He Yu heard her calling the man a "brute", a "coward", a "coward", a "coward", a "coward", a "coward", a "coward", a "coward", a "coward", a "coward", a "coward", a "coward", a "coward", a "coward", a "coward", a "coward", and a "coward". He Yu heard that she was calling the man a "beast", a "coward", and a "coward".

These words seemed to intensify the man's anger as he roared and increased the power of his flamethrower, and Zhuo Ya screamed, her face a beastly grimace, as she activated the device, and the chips of the half-finished transformers in the subterranean area - all but her daughter - were awakened. With these special half-breeds still under her control, Zhuo Ya roared hysterically and gave orders in Russian to send them toward One and the eleven criminals behind her.

At once, these people fought in one place, the small general control room could no longer accommodate them, they crashed through the door, some rushed out of the outdoor, and began to fight fiercely outside.

Roars, flames, explosions, smoke.

Like a crazy dancing shadow play, accompanied by chilling hissing, they twisted together, due to the little bit of human feelings left, the little bit of love and hate and broke out in a fierce struggle, every roar is like to tear the heart penetrate the soul, as if the dead in hell to return to their souls through this!

No.1 was still in the master control room, his chip should have remembered the scene where Zhuo Ya killed him, so he was riveted to take revenge, he was one against many, fighting with those half-finished reformed people, constantly letting out ferocious roars of fury.

"This is the time!" The voice of the HQ commander came from within the headset, the trembling of the commander's voice was so obvious that even those who were watching the battle from a distance at the command post through the God of wind transmission system knew that the opportunity was too good to pass up, "Quickly! Take your positions! We must take this time to immediately destroy the program core of the Radical Speed Cold Light! Otherwise it will be too late!!!"

Xie Qingcheng They couldn't delay, they had to run against the broken stone and iron, dodging the whizzing bullets, to their respective positions, and headquarters sent them the destruction codes as fast as they could.

"Enter 28az at the end of the number 36 column!"

"Enter--"

Blood splattered, roars shook the sky, tightly packed, no room for error, as they desperately tried to avoid the repercussions of the fierce battle, and were doing their best to fulfill their last mission.

During the command input process, Chen Man's leg was grazed by a cold gun, and blood poured out in large puddles.

A metal panel in front of He Yu had already fallen down, grazing half of his body and hitting the ground so hard that if it had been pressed against him he would have been reduced to a pulp, a frighteningly close call.

Xie Qingcheng, on the other hand, is holding on to his sick body, coughing up blood in his throat, and his heart is burning with grief and indignation because of the appearance of Qin Ciyan and his parents. ......

The mission continues, and no one can let up.

The minutes ticked by.

Suddenly!

In the midst of the chaos, Zhuo Ya seemed to realize something, and she locked her frantic gaze on the three people aiming to destroy the master control room below-her face twisted-

It's all their fault that it's come to this!

It's come to this ...... It's come to this ......

She had to stop them, she would cut these three first even if she was killed by the monster she had bred with her own hands!

Zhuo Ya roared, rushing down the gangway, she couldn't let them get away with it, she had to--

"Mom! Help me!!!"

With a mournful scream, Zhuo Ya froze in an instant.

She was in the center of the gangway and turned back suddenly-what did she hear?

She created Ava, always frozen, with only a few words, not much self-awareness, and no idea of danger, pain, or "mommy".

After all, even Zhuo Ya's own heart knows that this Ava is just a living dead person who was transformed with someone else's child, she does not have a real brain, only a chip made of imitation brain ...... The one standing outside, she is even just a virtual projection... ... Zhuo Ya really wants her to come back too much, so he prefers to deceive himself like this. Before the Mandela universe is really established, find solace in this child who has poured all her feelings.

But there was so little the child could give her, for Ava was very young when she left, and unlike the others, she left no record of her battles, no diary, no notes, no research ...... Zhuo Ya couldn't even imitate her personal mind... ...Ava's mind is the mind chip she most wanted to make properly, but it's also the most "hollow" chip she's ever made.

What she could analyze about Ava's thoughts also came from just a small fragment of Ava's brain, so little ...... that it wasn't even a major part of the brain, and she could barely analyze anything at all.

Yet at that very moment, in the midst of the smoke and mirrors of the war-torn borders as they had once been, mother and daughter, they were in the midst of the smoke and mirrors of the war-torn borders as they had once been.

Just as the man's bullet was fired at her projection, little Ava suddenly let out a horrified scream like a real child.

"Mommy ...... Mommy! Help me ......!!!"

"Ava!!!"

Zhuo Ya shuddered.

In that moment, it was as if she had forgotten everything.

She forgets that she's a scientist and should know that this isn't the real Ava, she forgets that the child in front of her can't possibly be her own child, just a tiny chip in her head, she forgets Mandela, she forgets the crazy, unreal universe. She forgets about hate, about ambition, and about herself.

She even forgot that Ava would be fine, because the real Ava had already been driven to the brink of extinction by that thin-skinned man, the leader of that institute, in the hunt for that secret Chernobyl experiment - when she collapsed in the freezing cold and cried and begged the man not to kill them, and the man said that betrayal The man said that anyone who betrayed the lab had to die, even if she was his lover. ......

Even if, she is his child. ......

In his eyes, research is supreme and everything can be used as a sacrifice.

"You too, Zhuo Ya," the man said under the brim of his heavy fur hat, looking with icy eyes at the one who'd had enough of everything and was trying to run away with her daughter, before raising his gun.

Muzzle movement, aiming.

Zhuo Ya frantically pushed her daughter out at the last minute, despite the fact that the little girl was only just walking, screaming with unrealistic hope, "Run! Ava! Run!!!"

Men are too cold, like the year-round snow of Siberia.

He works for the scientific research labs of the underworld, and has no need for humanity other than selfishness.

"Run! Ava!!!"

The man sneered, the gun shifted, and with a thud-

Crows cried out mournfully across the sky, and the birch forest startled a roosting bird and beast ......

Zhuo Ya opened her eyes wide, she became a stone statue, an ice sculpture, a clay statue ...... She wouldn't move, she just lay so stiffly on the snow, her tears flowed out and became ice crystals, and her blood became bleak and frosty in her veins ......

"Mom, save ......"

The little girl didn't have time to finish a full sentence, and fell straight down into the snow, too small to even hit a pit too deep, and just fell obediently, hot blood pouring out. Red. Red blood ...... blossomed in the sky and snow, and Zhuo Ya could not forget the flower of evil in his life.

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"Mommy, help me!!!"

At this moment, Zhuo Ya forgot everything. She was back in that Siberian snowstorm.

Back to the birch forest where there was no way out and the fields were bleak.

She watched as Number One raised the muzzle of his gun ......

She watched as the man raised the muzzle of his gun--

She completely forgets that her daughter is dead, and that this is now nothing more than a projection of that transformed Ava, and that bullets fired into the projection won't have any effect, and her child won't die a second time.

She doesn't remember anything ......

In this flash of lightning, instinctive reaction drove her to scream, and as happened in every dream since, she lunged towards Ava's apparition, the cold-blooded demoness's hot tears running out in this moment, her hand reaching out to her child, "Ava! It's okay! It's okay! Mommy's in! Mommy's here-!!!"

She jumped on her, she hugged her ......

And the hands are empty.

The visions trembled, Zhuo Ya went straight through ...... she held nothing ......

Virtual reality, after all, is just virtual.

And at the same time, "BANG!!!" The loud bang!

She felt a bone chilling cold and pain coming from her heart. She knelt there in a daze, slowly lowering her head ...... The bullet pierced her chest, and the last thing she saw was the flower of evil blooming in her own chest ......

As many years ago, it opened silently on the snowy plains.

One second.

Two seconds.

"Knock ......"

Zhuo Ya fell down.

Her big beautiful eyes were open, and the projection of Ava was reflected in those eyes. I don't know whether it was an illusion or not, but the virtual little Ava, which poured all of Zhuo Ya's wisdom and efforts, humanity and expectations, stood dumbfounded, and a few moments later, a look similar to that of crying appeared on the face of the little Ava, which should be emotionless. ......