Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Wu Zhuowen is very efficient.

The simple laboratory that Gexiu assembled before was completely moved into the bunker, and the sophisticated equipment he listed were gradually moved into his laboratory as time went by.

During this time, Gosho has been immersed in studying the effects of this radioactive substance on the human body.

Although he seldom pays attention to the movements outside the bunker, he can almost sense the tension in the outside world.

Extreme violence has sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

From the devastating cases of lycanthropists out of control, to the persecution of would-be lycanthropists by human extremists.

The incident fermented rapidly, and hatred gradually piled up.

More and more potential lycanthropists showed a high degree of distrust of the authorities, and multiple camps were divided among humans and lycanthropists. In addition, Gexiu, who was originally like this, could almost smell the air filled with The smell of gunpowder, the incident is sliding into an extremely irrational state of chaos.

The scale of the organization has grown rapidly, and its status among potential lycanthropists has also risen rapidly.

Although Gexiu has been hiding in the bunker, he has vaguely heard that they have done a lot of big things.

In contrast, the attitude of the authorities is much more ambiguous and passive.

Although they will also deal with those extreme violent incidents and dispatch police forces to stabilize the social order, the troops that have been mobilized in secret since half a month ago have not shown any signs of being dispatched—they are waiting.

Waiting for the overwhelming human hatred towards lycanthropy to accumulate to the top, neither elites nor civilians can bear the presence of lycanthropy in their lives anymore.

They are waiting for the moment when they can use weapons of mass destruction.

Once and for all, solve the future troubles, and let the secrets be buried along with this unexpected race.

Ge Xiu has already informed Shen Boyan of the research results he found. As for what they want to do with this information and how they want to do it, Ge Xiu is not clear, and in fact he doesn't care very much—he can already perceive My physical strength gradually began to fail, and the date of leaving was gradually approaching.

Moreover, in this chess game, the lycanthropist whose ability has been suppressed is at an absolute disadvantage.

Therefore, whether Gexiu can find a way to remove the collar without causing the lycanthropist to go crazy has become the only key point to break the game.

During this period of time, Shen Boyan was obviously extremely busy, and it was almost difficult to see him in the bunker.

But every time Gosho needs to observe and study the collar in operation, he will always appear in time to provide Gosho with a "sample" for the experiment.

In an empty laboratory.

The power of the lamp tube above the head has been deliberately increased, reflecting a glare of cold light on the metal instruments. The whole laboratory is chaotic, but unexpectedly there is a strange and harmonious order.

Shen Boyan was lying on the bed with her upper body bare.

Pale light streamed down and meandered on his scarred and strong texture. There were detection electrodes attached to his shoulders, chest, and lower abdomen, and a metal collar was around his neck, which was also connected to detection electrodes. wires, and the computer screen on the side faithfully presents his physical condition.

Ge Xiu lowered his head to record something.

There was a rustling sound as the nib of the pen rubbed against the paper.

A few minutes later, he raised his head and said to Shen Boyan: "It's fine."

Shen Boyan sat up and began to take off the electrodes on his body one by one, but there were a few places where the electrodes were pasted so trickily that he could hardly touch them with his arms.

Ge Xiu put down the form in his hand and came over, and also started to help.

Shen Boyan stopped moving instead.

He lowered his eyes, staring at the young man who was buried in handling the electrodes, his eyes turned around his fluffy pointed ears without any trace, moved his fingertips, and forcibly suppressed his urge to rub.

At this moment, Shen Boyan suddenly asked:

"Aren't you curious?"

"What are you curious about?" Ge Xiu sorted out the electrodes and wires he packed up, and began to examine the data he just recorded, he asked casually.

"About me, about this organization."

Shen Boyan put his hands on the edge of the bed and jumped down easily. He walked to Ge Xiu's side and looked down at him probingly:

"You were originally human, right? Don't you reject it? This is a terrorist organization in the official propaganda."

Although Chen Ziyan suddenly differentiated into a veterinarian some time ago, but before that, he was still receiving propaganda and education from the official media. He was a generation that grew up instilled with hatred and fear. How could he be so ignorant? How about joining them without the slightest hurdle, without asking any questions?

Ge Xiu didn't lift his head:

"Are you? A terrorist organization?"

"Of course." Shen Boyan gave a short laugh, fierce and ruthless, the bloody smell that is used to killing flashed in his eyes: "Do you think there is something hidden?"

Struggle for equality, pursuit of human rights?

Is it a light chaser who is stigmatized by the relevant government, bears insults and notoriety and still walks alone?

how is this possible.

The lycanthropists are a race that obeys desires and instincts and has a weak sense of morality. Social order has no meaning for them.

They have been terrorists through and through from the start.

Gexiu took the time to look up at him, the expression in his eyes was still indifferent and alienated:

"Not at all."

He put down his pen, pondered for a while, and replied seriously:

"Well... I don't really care if you are a terrorist organization or not."

Gosho was telling the truth.

The so-called order is just a hypocritical phantom, a fig leaf for vested interests to divide up resources, and the rules they formulate and create are nothing but violent machines for the regime to maintain its own authority.

He also overthrew the government.

——Even in the real world, Gexiu is the leader of the star bandits wanted by the federation.

He has also been a non-human, so he doesn't have a deep sense of moral belonging to the human race itself.

"Different species have different positions."

Ge Xiu lowered his head again, wrote and drew on the list, and said in a soft tone:

"I don't think there is anything to blame for what you did."

——In addition, the government is the initiator of this turmoil.

After finishing speaking, Gexiu suddenly thought of something, raised his head again, and asked:

"But there's one thing I'm curious about..."

Shen Boyan raised his eyebrows: "What?"

"What is your appeal?" Ge Xiu pressed his pen to his lower lip thoughtfully, and asked: "The propaganda of the official media is that you think you are genetically superior and should not be controlled by humans, so you are trying to fight for dominance— -Is that so?"

"Superior gene?" Shen Boyan narrowed his eyes, with a contemptuous expression: "Only human beings care about the pros and cons of genes, and are full of fear of other species and aliens."

"As for managing and controlling human beings, it's their imagination." He frowned: "That's really too troublesome."

Ge Xiu was a little interested: "What is that for?"

"An independent continent belonging to lycanthropists." Shen Boyan said casually: "——We shouldn't be controlled by humans, only this is what they guessed right."

Ge Xiu asked thoughtfully: "What else? Don't you want to take revenge on humans?"

They are the creators of all contradictions and disasters, and they are also the perpetrators of discrimination, abuse, massacre, and imprisonment. Their endless greed and selfishness have caused today's situation, and they let innocent people pay for their mistakes.

Ge Xiu raised the corners of his lips, showing an innocent smile, his dark eyes were bottomless, like blood-colored flowers blooming from the sinful soil.

His voice was light and ethereal, and childlike and innocent malice grew in his eyes:

"A tooth for a tooth, blood for blood?"

"..." Shen Boyan narrowed his eyes: "Why do I feel that you are more like a terrorist than me?"

Ge Xiu drooped the corner of his lower lip, shrugged boringly, and said:

"Just kidding."

Wagging his tail behind him, he said without changing his face, "I'm a pacifist."

——As long as no one comes to provoke him.

Shen Boyan hooked his lips: "So that's how it is."

Gosho lost interest in the subject.

He lowered his head and continued to process the data he had just obtained. While calculating, he sneakily said to Shen Boyan:

"By the way, don't leave for a while. I have already tried the first drug I developed. After I fine-tune it according to your physique, I can start the human experiment."

Ge Xiu raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Boyan: "You did it voluntarily."

"Will you be your guinea pig?" Shen Boyan pulled a chair and sat down beside Ge Xiu's experimental table, a slight smile crossed his lips: "It's as sweet as it is."

Ge Xiu replied coolly:

"Don't talk too much."

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Time passed by minute by minute.

The distance to success is getting closer and closer.

Ge Xiu focused on the instrument in front of him, and suddenly, he felt a familiar dizziness.

……Oops!

He raised his head hastily, and only had time to glance at the dial on his wrist before he lost weight instantly and fell to the ground again.

- I forgot to pay attention to the time again.

The little black cat struggled to jump out of the clothes, shaking its ears in annoyance.

He turned his head to look at Shen Boyan who was sitting beside him, but unexpectedly found that the other person was leaning on the back of the chair with his head down, already asleep.

His eyes have a strong blue color.

The little black cat wagged its tail, and also yawned—he also rarely slept during this time.

One is because the work is too busy, and the progress of the relief agent production is too tight.

There is another point that Gexiu is unwilling to admit.

Without Shen Boyan, he didn't sleep very well.

The nightmares that haunted him kept tugging at him, making rest almost torture.

The little black cat squatted among the scattered clothes all over the floor, tilted its head and thought for a while.

It nimbly jumped out of the pile of clothes, stretched out its fluffy paws, pulled its mobile phone out of the pocket of its trousers, then turned on the screen skillfully, and set the alarm clock before sunrise.

Immediately afterwards, the kitten turned around and jumped onto Shen Boyan's lap silently.

It circled gently on the opponent's thigh, found a comfortable position, then curled up and lay down, its green cat eyes blinked, then closed sleepily, subconsciously buried its head in the in the paw.

The belly of the little black cat rose and fell.

1 minute later.

Shen Boyan opened his eyes, glanced at the kitten lying on his lap, the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

He closed his eyes again.