Winning the Male Lead

Chapter 395: Lotte 1

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In the laboratory, a humanoid body is quietly curled up in a petri dish filled with transparent liquid. It is thin and pale, with black hair floating gently in the water. The eyelashes under the closed eyes are unbelievably long, covering a pair of beautiful eyes. .

"After adding the X element, the experimental subject still has not awakened the spiritual power."

"All the existing biological genes have been fused together. Spiritual power is really a metaphysics," McConder sighed, shaking his head, "The alliance still thinks too ideally."

"If spiritual power is really so easy to develop, then the alliance won't be so devastated by the lack of guardians that it will work hard on genetically synthesized people." Yu Quan frowned.

Yu Quan is the overall person in charge of this experiment, and has been developing it secretly for more than a hundred years on this shelved planet.

The genetically synthesized humans have been successfully developed hundreds of years ago. The developed genetically synthesized humans are usually responsible for different jobs on various planets in the alliance due to the different attributes of gene distribution, and most of them only undertake some low-level labor.

Gene synthetic people do not have high IQ and coordination ability.

Senior jobs are not for them.

Not to mention the spiritual power carriers born among the members of the alliance, the gene synthesizers are far behind them.

It's a pity that in the past hundred years, the birth rate of spiritual power carriers among members of the alliance has dropped sharply, and more and more broken operating systems have appeared, and there has been a serious gap in guardians.

The Alliance had no choice but to put Yuquan on this planet to develop a method for genetically synthesizing human awakened spiritual power. If successful, it would be a major or even the most important research for the Alliance.

It is a pity that for more than a hundred years, maybe even longer, Yu Quan has become numb to the passage of time through repeated experiments. In short, the experiments failed again and again, without any sign of success.

At present, Yu Quan has injected all the biological genes into this gene synthetic human, and this synthetic human has no signs of collapse. Of course, it is considered the best among synthetic human beings, but there is still no sign of awakening spiritual power.

The long eyelashes were opened, Wugou's black eyes quietly stared at the two researchers standing side by side.

McConder said with a headache: "I've injected him with the genes of dolphin and elephant, but he still looks stupid."

Yu Quan said with a negative hand: "What kind of results can a genetically synthesized person produce is a lottery. His resistance is not bad."

McConder didn't think there was any use for resistance, except that when the gene was injected, resistance was meaningless to their experiments.

He even hoped that this experimental product would have some emotions.

How can an empty experimental product that doesn't even have emotions awaken its spiritual power? Isn't this a joke

McConder said: "I'm tired, I'm going to sleep for a while, what do you say, do you want to rest? Anyway, AI will record his data, let's go, and take a rest."

"Yeah." Yu Quan was also very disappointed. Whoever changed, after a hundred years of trying on the experimental product, still failed to make any progress, and would have doubts about himself, "Have a drink."

Thirty minutes after the two left.

The AI recording data in the laboratory flickered, and the red light went out.

The naked synthetic man in the petri dish slowly stretched his body, raised his soft palm to lightly touch his head, and withdrew his magnetic intervention.

There are countless biological genes in his body.

Every time a new gene is injected, the body will be torn apart like remodeling, and then reassembled. Although it is painful, it also gives him the characteristics of those creatures.

For example, now, the world's toughest animal armadillo.

He leaned back slowly, raised his head and slammed into the petri dish.

One, two, three...

"Wow."

The liquid in the petri dish flowed all over the floor, and he fell to the ground along with the liquid. He grunted and felt pain. Except for his hard forehead, his other parts were surprisingly fragile.

As Yu Quan said, genetically synthesized humans are a lottery.

His body, soaked in the liquid for a long time, was so soft that he could barely stand up. After trying several times, he fell to the ground, his body was covered in bruises, and some fragments on the ground were also embedded in his body. It was cut, and a faint bloodstain oozes out on the ground.

He bit his lip, feeling a little anxious.

Thoughts to flee started after the last injection.

Wanting to leave, wanting to get out, wanting to be... free.

Unable to be weak any longer, he slammed the ground, supported the ground with both hands, and poured all his strength into his frail legs.

The white and tender legs that were as soft as noodles trembled and slowly stood upright, but fell to the ground again, the knee was smashed, and the purple bruise spread across the knee in an instant.

He dazedly touched the scar, slowly slapped his overgrown eyelashes, and suddenly raised his hand and gave his calf a hard blow.

Sitting on the ground, he moved to the side of the test bench, gripped the curved railing of the test bench with both arms, and then he stood up with his limp body, and walked forward step by step along the test bench, with legs that had never walked before. Every time I landed, it was a numb pain.

He should learn to walk slowly, but he has no time.

Run, he should run.

He raised his legs vigorously, took a step forward, and fell to the ground with a 'bang'. He got up again without stopping, and ran forward with all his might.

Gradually, he fell less and less, and quickly rushed out of the white gate.

Yu Quan and McConder were already drunk, and both of them passed out in the dormitory, unaware that the experimental product had quietly climbed onto the garbage spaceship that came to transport it.

After waking up, Yu Quan was furious in the lab, "AI failure, it disappeared, what a coincidence? What a fucking joke! Someone must have stolen it!"

McConder said indifferently: "Let's make another one, it's just an experimental product."

"No, it has to be investigated. This place is on high alert. If there is a security hole, it must be found out as soon as possible, otherwise..." Yu Quan is very clear that although the experiment he is conducting now is allowed by the alliance, it is as if it was disclosed to the members of the alliance. Surely there will be protests.

Those members who are born with spiritual power have a sense of superiority, how can they tolerate the laboratory's efforts to awaken spiritual power

At that time, the alliance will definitely push it clean, and he must bear the responsibility.

Yu Quan bit his finger anxiously, "The experimental product needs to be made again, and the one that escaped must be found."

The transport vehicle sailed for a long time, sitting in a pile of garbage, he held his breath, he can breathe without his nose, so even lying in the spaceship transporting garbage is still very quiet, even the infrared detection is interfered by the magnetism in his brain, He hid quietly in the transport spaceship until the spaceship stopped.

The driver casually pressed the dump button, and left quickly after the cabin was empty.

This abandoned planet was specially used to throw all kinds of garbage. Even sitting in the spaceship, he felt disgusted that his body was covered with the smell, and the experiment that fled without knowing it fell into this garbage planet.

After the spaceship sailed away, he quietly poked out his mottled face from the garbage, his dark eyes looked at his pale gray face, and his lips were parted into an O shape.

He's out! He's out!

He happily staggered and ran across the garbage planet.

This planet is a garbage planet that everyone in the alliance avoids, but in the eyes of this experiment that escaped from the laboratory, it is as beautiful as heaven.

After running for a while, he started his treasure hunt.

I put on baggy clothes that were just worn out, found a bottle of water that had just been thrown away, and bread that had just expired.

He is very hungry.

Since the elephant gene was injected into his body, he has been feeling very hungry. The laboratory will inject him with enough nutrient solution to maintain the operation of his matrix, but he is still very hungry.

Sometimes Yu Quan came early and would have breakfast in front of him.

He knew it was called a chicken sandwich.

He opened the bread bag in his hand, took out the bread inside and took a bite, his eyes immediately flashed with surprise.

Delicious!

It is a hundred times more delicious than nutrient solution, no, ten thousand times!

He finished eating the whole bag of bread, and excitedly searched among the piles of items, ah, apples, he has apple genes, strawberries, he also has strawberry genes, and he happily tasted everything in his mind. Know what you can eat.

Great, this place is so nice, he wants to live here for the rest of his life!

Three days later, he found a bathtub with a missing corner. Lying in the bathtub, he blinked and looked at the gray sky, hoping in his heart: it will rain.

Not sleeping in the water, he's not used to it, he can't sleep.

He waited helplessly for several days, but did not wait for the rain.

He didn't know that this garbage planet was at the northernmost point of the alliance and would soon experience a long winter.

When the first piece of snow came down, he was so happy that he stretched out his hand to grab it, and the water stains melted away in his hand. He stuck out his tongue curiously and licked it. It was clean and cold. He liked this taste and walked happily in the snow. circled.

And when the heavy snow fell for more than 30 days, he was getting weaker and weaker.

The cold-resistant gene in his body can make him not afraid of the cold, but it can't make his thin body fight the cold. The heavy snow almost flooded the entire garbage planet, turning the messy planet into a white fairy tale world.

Trembling, he touched a dry rose beside him, put the rose to his lips and kissed it.

Never mind, he has a free month.

Already very happy.

He smiled and closed his eyes.

"Master, Tarkan is a famous garbage planet, why did we land there?" The cat-shaped AI in the spaceship raised its tail in dissatisfaction, "It's dirty and smelly, that place is not worthy of your presence."

The man in a white robe has black hair, a pair of sea-like deep eyes embedded in a handsome face exuding a soft light, "Tarkan's snow is the most beautiful."

The AI still doesn't understand, "If you like, you can have a snow on our own planet."

Feng Qi smiled slightly, his smile was as warm as the sun, enough to melt the hardest ice and snow in the world, but unfortunately there was only one AI to appreciate, "That's different."

The AI doesn't understand at all that his noble master came all the way to this garbage planet that everyone avoids just to see a snow, obviously their own planet can be manipulated by Fengqi as he pleases.

The silver spaceship landed on the white planet.

The kitten jumped out of the spaceship, and the cat's paws printed plum blossom marks on the snow. The dissatisfaction on his face was completely gone, "Master, the snow here is so heavy!"

Feng Qi walked lightly on the snow, with a smile on his lips, and looked up at the gray sky. This is the last snow on the Tarkan planet, and the planet will soon explode because of its overwhelm.

A trace of loneliness flashed across Feng Qi's expression. Tarkan was also very beautiful. When he was young, he remembered that there were beautiful roses blooming everywhere on Tarkan.

With lowered eyes, a little withered yellow on the snow caught Feng Qi's attention, it was a withered rose.

Feng Qi sighed lightly, bent down to pick up the poor little flower, when he lowered his head, he realized that the withered beauty was being tightly held by a pale finger.