Chapter 1892: Chapter 631: The Changed People · Part 3_3
Hehe, a pitiful little yellow cat trying to escape the Hunter’s grasp.
She can’t cause any waves!
You stay here and keep watch, I have to head back once. Last ti’s report attracted a lot of big shots’ attention, you must understand, whether other worlds exist is a very serious issue.
And now, we’ve significantly fallen behind our opponents. Those arrogant and foolish Congressn aren’t allocating much budget, no matter how hard we elites work, it’s no use.
Ha, what a good excuse!”
“Buzz”
Just as those words fell, the lights in the entire corridor and even the laboratory went out in an instant, and then the backup power was started in the next second, evidently, Cent Sister’s boot-up this ti used up the laboratory’s electricity.
Lying in the machine, Cent Sister felt countless dots of light flickering before her eyes at that mont.
Just like the snow on a disturbed television, she could feel her consciousness seed to detach from her body for a few seconds, but without an accurate anchor point, she had no idea where to go.
Upon sensing her consciousness about to return to her body, Cent Sister shouted in her heart:
“Hey! Whoever it is, alien or divine spirit or demon, if you can hear … please help! I’m trapped by a bunch of bastards, help !”
“Swish”
The next second, she opened her eyes, then a wave of sharp pain surged from all parts of her body to her heart.
The piercing pain made Cent Sister let out a wretched scream, she trembled and fell to the ground, but her limbs wouldn’t obey her.
Obviously, the lack of crucial “mind protection” during the process of consciousness leaving and returning made her like a soul forcefully stuffed into a shell, much like a “possession” process, disrupting the perfect match between mind and body, leaving her unable to control even her facial expressions.
Snot and tears flowed unchecked, even blood oozed from her ears and eyes.
This scene terrified the two Officer Forbolas watching, and imdiately, dical personnel rushed into the lab to carry Cent Sister on a stretcher to the infirmary.
“Tsk tsk, the attempt failed.”
The tall lieutenant looked regretfully at the shut-down equipnt in front of him, turned to the officer, and said:
“The little yellow cat played herself to death, what a pity, she actually fit my aesthetic…”
“Failed? No.”
The officer squinted his eyes, examining the device that had just “manufactured” a ruined person, and said softly:
“It’s just less than a 100% success. Send our people over and let them continue to study and perfect this thing, and start recruiting test subjects!
This country lacks everything but those worthless materials. Such a severe pandemic, so people who wouldn’t normally be noticed disappearing suddenly shouldn’t cause any issues, right?
For the first phase of trials, recruit 300 people first, and if that’s not enough, we’ll talk more.”
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“Hmm?”
In the night of the Swamp Forbidden Area, Murphy, who had just completed a “dual date” with Triss, suddenly opened his eyes on the comfortable bed. He glanced at the empty space beside him; Triss must be sowhere in the exhibition hall at this mont trying to learn the creator’s knowledge.
She is a typical vampire night owl, not wasting ti resting during the beautiful night like Murphy.
But the Governor at this mont was puzzled, touching his head, just now, in his dream, it seed like he heard a woman calling out, unfortunately, it was too far to hear the content.
He got up, walked to the control panel of the monitoring room in his pajamas, and commanded the hovering curator assistant Iron Beetle No. 1:
“Check the system, did anything strange happen fifteen seconds ago.”
“Please, wait, Governor!”
Iron Beetle imdiately activated the control panel software, and a light screen appeared in front of Murphy, starting to go through the previous monitoring records. Murphy didn’t expect to find any issues, pouring himself a cup of hot tea, but the mont he took a sip, he imdiately spat it out.
The light screen in front recorded a response ssage:
[External unknown call signal captured! The opposite party is in passive call mode, technology level is very backward, call thod is very clumsy, no research value!]
“There actually was sothing?”
Murphy wiped his mouth and commanded:
“Can you trace the exact coordinates of the other party?”
“Please wait, trace program initiation begins.”
The screen suddenly changed.
Under Murphy’s surprised gaze, the data simulated a rotating Star Sea, then rapidly zood out the view, showing Murphy a “universe egg” filled with countless stars. Finally, the trace arrow kept jumping in the ocean-like void and finally connected to another “universe egg.”
The screen started to enlarge, finally presenting a very familiar blue planet before Murphy.
The view continued to enlarge until it finally locked onto an island in the outer sea area of Alaska.
A few seconds later, the tracing program even outlined Cent Sister’s facial features and physique, projecting all her life data.
“Hmm? Rapid life force deterioration due to mismatched mind and body? Is this person dying? So tragic? Tsk, isn’t this just another A Feng?”
Murphy blinked.
He realized that the developnt team might have to “interfere” with reality once more, and he was about to gain another unwilling “Descendant of Murphy.”
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