Li Jiang stood behind Charlotte and saw Charlotte's undulating military uniform shoulders, which was equivalent to seeing Charlotte's confused face. Li Jiang did not have Charlotte's original desire, nor did he receive Alphonse's psychological inducement. Therefore, under Macdonald's magical blue and silver eyes, he was weaker than Charlotte, but he did not sink as deeply as Charlotte. Suffered a lot of "hurt".
Now Li Jiang has almost completely calmed down and returned to the state before seeing Macdonald's true appearance. Seeing Charlotte's delay in giving orders, he said coldly:
"Captain, I have to remind you. At this time, we are either preparing to transfer Macdonald, or searching for information related to Macdonald in the laboratory. The director has been studying this guy for a long time, and he must have left A lot of precious information. I think President LeRoy means not only MacDonald, but also the research information of the president."
After a while after Li Jiang finished speaking, Charlotte swayed and then turned around.
His fair and delicate face was covered with sweat, and a crystal bead of sweat stayed on the tip of his jade-like nose. His pale golden hair was also wet, covering his blue eyes messily.
"You are right." Charlotte's tone was smooth and firm. He finally regained the elegance of a strong man. Although his wet hair was messy, it showed more golden beauty. His beautiful blue eyes were dazzling, as if there was a pool of clear water inside. At this moment, Charlotte not only didn't look embarrassed, but also looked more sexy.
Just now, Charlotte made a hypothesis in her mind about the unknown doubts. This hypothesis was inspired by the carnivorous plant that we saw when passing through the Ecological Cycle Garden - the non-mutated Venus flytrap. The Venus flytrap contains digestive juice that decomposes bugs, but it cannot actively attack itself. Only after it attracts bugs to land between its two leaves by secreting honey, will it close the leaves, seal the bugs in its body, and use digestive juices. Break it down and digest it.
MacDonald possesses the extremely rare "powerful swallowing". The essence of this power is to devour the supernatural viruses in other mutated creatures or pioneers, absorbing and acquiring other people's powers. Since it is a devouring species, being good at using some "attracting" techniques is also the result of survival evolution. This technique may be one's own beauty, it may be to take advantage of other creatures' desire to eat, or it may be achieved through the ability of mind control.
This isn’t weird, it’s biological science.
Charlotte had calmed down completely, and even felt a spring breeze blowing on her face. He regained the courage to look MacDonald in the eye. McDonald had floated back to the center of the culture tank at this time, and its eyes were as before, like a bright crystal sea.
But this time when they looked at each other, Charlotte was very sober.
"McDonald, no matter how much potential you have, you are just a larva that can't do anything even though you were given the name 'McDonald' by the tree name! Look, even if you succeeded in bewitching me, you can't eat me. I gained my abilities because you were imprisoned in a training tank!”
Charlotte looked into Macdonald's blue-silver eyes and smiled. This time his smile was like a red lotus blooming in the fire of karma, as terrifying as his crimson flames.
He turned around and walked straight to the largest desk in the entire laboratory. There is a computer with a large screen on the desk. The main computer of the computer is connected to the largest supercomputer in the underground laboratory. It has a speed of 2.76 petaflops of floating point operations per second, which is slightly inferior to the 2.94 of the base laboratory. It has a very strong ability to calculate the change data of gene segments.
Naturally, this core computer must also control all the electronic machinery in the laboratory and store the most precious experimental results.
"Everyone searches the laboratory to check and collect valuable information. Li Jiang, be optimistic about MacDonald, I am going to start the transfer." Charlotte took off her black tactical gloves, revealing a pair of white, delicate hands with clear joints. His slender fingers were like flying butterflies, dancing rapidly on the keyboard.
It turned out that the black display suddenly lit up, and lines of symbols and numbers began to appear. These program data were incomprehensible to Li Jiang and others, but Charlotte, who had received a secondary computer education, dealt with it with ease.
First transfer Macdonald, then transfer Cen Shuming's research results and experimental data, and finally check other relevant information.
Time passed by Charlotte's fingers.
... ...
Around the ruins of the base laboratory in the main city, the deserted world remains as gray as ever. The scorching sun above the head cast down its scorching rays mercilessly, making the broken walls and ruins appear golden on one side and dark on the other. The higher temperature makes the mutated bugs and mice that prefer shade no longer satisfied with enjoying the cool under the broken stone slabs. In the hot weather that is common in this ruined city, only the cool and dark abandoned buildings and sewer pipes are their kingdom.
The mercenaries from Team 1 and 2 of the Hell Lion Mercenary Group are following Charlotte's orders and are patrolling nearby.
They were all armed with high-end black-toned military equipment. Their well-trained arms held assault rifles in a rigorous manner. Their calm eyes were hidden behind the visors of their explosion-proof helmets, and they looked around the quiet surroundings alertly. .
There are many genetically enhanced warriors among them who have enhanced second-level vision and hearing. As long as an enemy appears within 1,500 meters, it is almost impossible to escape their vigilance. And between the two teams of well-trained and powerful mercenaries, there is a special mercenary.
The man is 195 centimeters tall and stands out among a group of tall mercenaries. In the scorching high temperature environment, other mercenaries did not dare to relax even if they sweated a lot, but he was the only one who had the "boldness" to take off his explosion-proof helmet and reveal his face.
The man was quite handsome, with a short blond haircut, a fair face with sharp edges, and a hint of cynicism in his fortitude. A pair of green eyes, clear and deep, like two emeralds. His name is Norman Noyce, and he is a pure Westerner.
Norman Noyce's hands were empty, replaced by a nearly 170-centimeter black gun bag hanging on his tall and straight back. Lying in the black gun bag is a Snow Leopard-painted AWM sniper rifle. Like Gao Yuan's JS and Gao Lan's Barret, this snow leopard-painted AWM is Norman's loyal comrade-in-arms.
Norman likes snow leopards and the dark spots spread all over the pure white snow. He likes awm and the crisp and clanking sound of gunfire after installing a silencer. It doesn't matter even if it's not an anti-material sniper rifle. The lighter body of the sniper rifle allows him to use this body enhanced with first-level strength, second-level speed, and third-level precision coordination at will, and move like a ghost with the gun on his back. Fight anywhere.
At this moment, other mercenaries were slowly patrolling the ruins. Only Norman was sitting on a seven-meter-high reinforced concrete floor. The broken floor was leaning against the wall of the abandoned building, standing in the shade of the sun. His knees were slightly bent and his arms were lazily spread out on his knees, looking at the infinite distance to the north.