Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

Nan Jing was stunned, he felt that he met someone from another world.

He couldn't help asking: "How old are you this year? How did you get here?"

"As long as I can remember, I have drawn a line on the stone pillar every day. I should be about 20 years old now? They said that when I was born, I was abandoned by my family because of a terminal illness. It was the master who rescued me and gave me Treat illnesses, teach me all kinds of knowledge, and then raise me as a child."

Ferid was very happy to talk to Perfect Body, and from the lines, he could hear his intimacy and admiration for Feng Qiwu.

Although he is not close to other people because of his own personality, it is not because he is unreasonable and sophisticated, nor is it because of the low EQ that Wen Yu ridiculed, but because he doesn't need to waste time on good relations with those people.

You know, for Ferid, who is indulging in the fun and sense of accomplishment brought by experimentation, experimentation is everything.

But the perfect body is different.

Since he was a child, he has regarded creating a perfect body as the most lofty ideal, but because there are no successful cases as teaching materials for him, so the research has always been stagnant, and there has been no breakthrough all year round.

Now that he finally found the perfect body, Ferid vowed that he would make good friends with the perfect body!

Subconsciously looking back at Nanjing, Ferid raised his eyebrows by two millimeters.

His mind reading ability is very powerful, and he knows the emotions reflected in other people's facial micro-expressions.

Ferid was puzzled and said, "Why are you sympathizing with me?"

"Ok?"

"I don't like others to look at me like this." Ferid said seriously, frowning, "I can see all your emotions, you are sympathizing with me, you think I am very pitiful."

Facing Ferid's duties, Nan Jing replied: "I really feel sorry for you. The outside world is so big and there are so many beautiful things, but you live happily in this cage like a prisoner. Have you seen The sun that was born in the morning? Have you ever seen the real light? Have you seen the birds in flight and the fish in the water? Have you seen the mystery and vastness of the universe?"

Ferid walked slowly up the stairs, with his head lowered, and said, "I've seen flying birds. Every time I leave the castle to check up on patients in the city, it's the one that takes me down."

Nan Jing remembered the only flying machine, and vomited blood: "That's a bat, not a bird in the true sense."

"Master's Ahei is a bird." Ferid argued.

"Who is Ah Hei?"

"A hawk."

Nan Jing held back his breath, exhaled slowly, and said, "That's a strange beast. A normal flying eagle is smaller than us humans."

Ferid remained silent, as if imagining Ahei's appearance after shrinking.

Nan Jing struck while the iron was hot, two steps faster and walked side by side with him.

"To be honest, I'm curious, don't you feel oppressed after spending so many years in this dark place? Or is it because Feng Qiwu used some method to control you and not let you go out?"

The mention of Feng Qiwu's name immediately tensed up Ferid's relaxed nerves.

He looked into Nan Jing's eyes and said, "We are all his children, and he never forbids us to leave."

This answer was really beyond Nan Jing's expectation. Could it be that Feng Qiwu gave these people some drug to control their minds?

"Then why don't you go out?" Nan Jing asked.

At this time, Ferid had brought Nanjing to a gate on the sixth floor.

The carved double doors, coupled with the most advanced science and technology, are hard to shake even if the laser hits them.

Nightmare is a deathbed for some, a diamond-strewn paradise for others.

The rough stones here are extremely rich, ranking among the best in the entire empire, both in terms of type and quantity.

Hard high-grade materials are mixed in the gate, the cost is very high, and the requirements for the maker are also quite strict.

After entering the password and pupil recognition, Ferid simply answered Nan Jing's question.

"I can't go away."

The sound of gears sliding sounded from the door, and after a light click, the door automatically opened from the inside.

The pure white walls are covered with thick curtains, and the light inside is very bright, and being inside the room is like falling into endless daylight.

After getting used to the light, Nan Jing followed Ferid into the room.

"I usually live here," Ferid said.

Different from the previous No.30 underground base of the Alliance of Gods on the third planet, the home style here is very heavy. If you ignore some objects that violate the harmony, it can definitely be regarded as a comfortable bedroom.

However, rows of operating tables destroyed the original sense of warmth.

They are neatly arranged, with a unique metallic luster, and a cold and hard texture.

Each table is covered from the beginning to the end with a transparent glass cover, in which lies a person with an oxygen tube inserted in his nostril.

what is this?

As soon as Nan Jing approached an operating table, the figure in the glass cover seemed to sense something, and suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of golden pupils stood upside down, and four sharp fangs about three centimeters long were exposed in the grinning mouth.

He stared at Nan Jing intently, his scale-covered arms suddenly attacked the glass cover, and with a bang, the glass cover trembled, causing Nan Jing's heartbeat to speed up involuntarily, and he took a few steps back.

God damn it, Ferid lives with these ghosts!

"Oh, it's unfortunate that he's irritable again. This batch of experimental subjects is about to reach the manic stage, so there are more and more irritable books."

Ferid walked over as usual, raised his hand and patted the glass cover, and pressed a button with the other hand, a stream of light blue gas appeared in the glass cover, and the experimental subject soon seemed to get Soothe, calm down.

"But don't be afraid, these guys won't hurt you with me here." Ferid comforted.

However, Nan Jing felt that he hadn't let go of his frightening little heart at all.

The human-like and non-human thing opened golden eyes that resembled a python, and was still looking straight at Nanjing, as if seeing a piece of delicious fat.

Swallowing, Nan Jing resisted the urge to die, and looked away.

He's in a madhouse!

The people here are simply a bunch of lunatics!

Ferid was still very happy, and introduced: "This is my laboratory, and they are all the results of my experiments. The one just now was an experimental body fused with a flame python, and there is also an experimental body fused with an ice-patterned cheetah, etc. In another two years, they will be able to fuse and inherit a certain part of the power of the alien beast!"

Pointing to an experimental subject not far away, Ferid continued to explain happily: "I guess he can grow a cheetah's tail, so that when he uses his limbs to climb, jump and run, it will be easier for him to maintain his balance. .”

Nan Jing's mood was quite complicated, and he carried the heaviness of sinking into the abyss.

Taking a breath and shaking out the excess emotions in his brain, Nan Jing asked, "Where do they come from?"

Ferid shook his head: "This is out of my control."

"Do you think...is it normal for them to do this?"

"Why is it abnormal?"

Ferid didn't quite understand Nan Jing's words. After giving another irritable experimental subject a quieting gas, he thought for a while and said, "Although they are unhappy during the fusion, they will suffer a lot, but when they succeed After merging, they understand that these pains are for future happiness - standing at the top of the food chain, walking on the planet without rivals."

The word happiness, uttered from Ferid's mouth, left Nan Jing speechless.

He had discovered a terrible innocence in Ferid that was beyond reproach cruel.

He cruelly genetically modified his compatriots, but Nan Jing didn't feel any malice in him.

Ferid did not understand what was right and what was wrong, what was good and what was evil.

This is the most terrible.

Nan Jing's thoughts suddenly dawned on him, and he found that he was actually a different kind to Ferid.

"As you can see, I have so many patients to take care of, and there are many emergencies. If you are not careful, it will cause the bad result of the death of the experimental subject. I don't want them to die, so I have to take care of these guys every day. Naturally No time to look outside."

"You don't want them to die?"

Nan Jing keenly grasped a reason to convince himself that "Ferid can still be saved".

Ferid nodded and said: "Of course, the experiments I do are all advanced experiments. The selection of each experimental subject has to go through extremely rigorous selection. The experimental subjects that can be handed to me every year are no more than ten, and they are successful. The rate is very low, every three years, there are no more than three successful, and sometimes even one can't survive... Oh, I'm so sad."

Nan Jing put away his pity and sympathy—he once felt the pain of being locked in a "cage", and thought that Ferid was the same as him, but he was wrong—Ferid had no interest in the outside world at all.

I am afraid that for him, his life has long been filled with genetic experiments. Those are like his air and sunshine, the soil where he breeds. Apart from that, there is nothing else that he can care about.

Ferid put on a pair of white rubber gloves, his thin and slender fingers were tightly wrapped in the gloves, with obvious joints, more like the claws of a skeleton.

The experimental subject made a sound of wheezing and wheezing, which gave goosebumps.

Nan Jing refrained from diverting his attention to other places in the room to relieve the depression in his heart.