Mr. Wood is in the North Pole, I am in the South

"...And those inferior native humans who occupy resources but are mediocre and achieve nothing will eventually be eliminated by you."

"Shut up, Damon Roy."

"...you are all my children, I hope you can join hands and jointly..."

"Shut up, Damon Roy!"

However, Xiao Ran's voice was completely submerged in Roy's excited chatter, until there was a loud bang, and the large floor lamp made of pure stainless steel crashed on the floor. Roy was caught off guard and looked at Xiao Ran in astonishment.

A dark blue light projected shrouded Xiao Ran's face, and the young man's face was twisted like a dark ghost.

Fu Jinshi frowned, he got up and lifted up the heavy floor lamp, and turned it on smoothly.

The room was bright.

Xiao Ran's face was paler than the light, but his eyes were red. He stood there with his back slightly arched, his hands clenched into fists on both sides of his tense thighs, although he tried his best to restrain himself, But still couldn't stop his whole body from shaking like chaff.

It was only at this time that Roy realized that Xiao Ran's reaction was different from what he expected.

However, Roy is used to looking at anyone and everything from his own fixed thinking. He looked at Xiao Ran with the excitement and fanaticism of a doomsday madman. He couldn't wait to instill his ideas into "his" child":

"Xiao Ran, you have He Qiao's and I's genes in your body, all human talents are determined by genes, you are born to inherit our thoughts, you are connected with us by blood, my child..."

"Damon Roy," Xiao Ran smiled coldly with the corners of his mouth curled up, his eyes were stern, intertwined with indescribable anger and hatred, every word he uttered had to use a lot of effort, "You are really the most shameless and shameless person I have ever seen in my life! What right do you have to call me a 'child'? You are just what you call an 'inferior native human'! Who gave you such a superiority? Do you have the courage to dictate, Liang Jingru?"

"you!"

Roy was astonished. He pointed at Xiao Ran, dumbfounded, but Xiao Ran stared at him, his smile deepened, and that smile even contained malicious pity:

"You are just an 'inferior person' born by an 'inferior person', eating the food grown by an 'inferior person', wearing clothes sewn by an 'inferior person', and being supported by an 'inferior person' until you become famous ' That's all!"

Roy's pupils trembled violently, and his face turned pale in an instant:

"Shutup! You ignorant..."

Xiao Ran's back was straight, as if to prove what he said above, he bid farewell to himself with his thumb, and then pointed to Fu Jin, his posture was full of conceit and arrogance:

"I am an optimized person created by gene editing. He was cloned. Mu Nancheng is a person with superpowers. We are evolutionaries and 'superior people'. What do you have other than a lunatic who destroys human beings with a high IQ? Ah? Where did you evolve?"

Roy's black eyes were so heavy that water dripped out, and the muscles on his cheeks that could not be seen were twitching. A world-class scientist who had passed his destiny did not match his age and identity He picked up a pen holder on the table and threw it towards Xiao Ran, shouting angrily:

"shut up!"

Xiao Ran flashed past the pen holder, his expression became more and more calm, the thick eyelashes at the corners of his eyes fluttered up and down, sweeping an arc full of contempt and disdain from bottom to top on Roy's body:

"Ah yes, did you take placenta or hyaluronic acid in your current state? It's ridiculous that you pretend to be arrogant at such an age! I was made by my mother. In addition to providing some water and protein free What else did you do with the mixed liquid of amino acids? You only made half of that mixed liquid! You are ashamed to call me a child, and you deserve it!"

Fu Jinshi looked at Xiao Ran in shock, he was very surprised, too surprised, he did not expect that Xiao Ran would accuse Roy like this, they are both evolutionary people, shouldn't they have common ideas and ideals?Why didn't Xiao Ran have the same sense of belonging as them?Xiao Ran's words were too vicious, such a beautiful and innocent child, but he knows what kind of attack can really hit other people's seven inches, this makes Roy furious and furious than any dirty and ugly words from Zaun.

Sure enough, Roy trembled:

"Ignorance! Arrogance!" Roy was dizzy with anger, every pore on his body seemed to be hissing and smoking, "I have to teach you a lesson..."

"Come on! I can't listen to you, kill me if you have the ability!"

The boy's big bright eyes seemed to be burning with flames, and seemed to be quenched with cold stars. He confronted Roy tit-for-tat without fear, and even yelled loudly, "If I die here with you, the people who avenged the young master will be repelled!" Go to the Pacific Ocean! For the rest of your life, live behind bars behind bars and dream of conquering the world!"

"J...Jean, tell him to shut up..."

Fu Jinshi's body moved, Xiao Ran pinned him with one finger, and sternly shouted:

"How dare you Fu Xiaosi!"

Fu Jinshi froze there with a blank face, who is Fu Xiaosi?

Xiao Ran immediately explained his doubts:

"You clone, don't you even think about where your genes come from? My fourth brother is your father, do you know that! Young master is your mother! How dare you touch my finger!"

Fu Jinshi: "..."

"You perverts, lunatics, psychos! You are still a bunch of idiots! What do you want to do? Do you want to kill billions of 'inferior humans'? Hollywood movies have not taught you that all anti-human doomsday lunatics will kill themselves So awesome, why don’t you go to outer space to fight aliens! You are a coward who only bullies your own kind, a shameless person who is ungrateful and bullies your teachers and ancestors! Sailor Moon will destroy you on behalf of the moon!”

"Shutup! Shutup!"

Roy was so angry that his eyeballs rolled up. He has lived to this age, and no one has ever pointed his nose at him and scolded him for nothing, let alone this child inherits his blood. Roy, who takes "genetic determinism" as his standard, can't accept it at all. He pointed at Xiao Ran, whose body looks like a swaying tree being rubbed by violent wind and rain outside:

"You little bastard...you are talking nonsense...you...Jean, catch him for me and I have to teach him a lesson myself..."

Fu Jinshi approached Xiao Ran hesitantly.

"Fu Xiaosi!" Xiao Ran raised his brows suddenly, and showed a slightly sinister expression with a half-smile, "You are a king after all, why are you being a thug for this old monster? You listen to him in everything, and why don't you Be a fart boss!"

Fu Jinshi stopped in his tracks instantly, his eyes changed several times, complicated and difficult to understand.

At this moment, Xiao Ran rushed to the door like a rabbit that was ready to explode. He replied a louder "Fuck your family" amidst Roy's furious scolding, and then twisted the door lock without looking back. rushed out!

"Song Xiaoran! You little bastard, stop for me!"

Roy's almost crazy roar came along with the boy's footsteps. Gao Mingfeng got up from the carpet in a daze, and immediately realized that there was a noise upstairs.

"Oops!" Gao Mingfeng was about to run towards the entrance of the corridor, but at this moment, Xiao Ran had already rushed down like a small cannonball.

"Sir..."

Xiao Ran seemed to be on a hot wheel, whirring, booming, his thin and slender body knocked Gao Mingfeng away, then he opened the door and rushed into the pouring rain!

"Sir!"

Just as Gao Mingfeng chased him out, he went back like a gust of wind, and then he picked up Song Shuheng who was still sleeping unconsciously, and rushed out again!

However, looking up, the rain line seems to cover the sight like a curtain, the world is in a haze, where can I see the shadow of Mr. Xiao!

The only good thing is that Song Shuheng finally woke up with a "cough cough cough" under the storm that spared no effort.

Poor Song Shuheng was being carried upside down on Gao Mingfeng's shoulders, if it wasn't for the feeling that his lungs would be blown out, it was so hot and real, Song Shuheng would have thought he was sleepwalking:

"What...the situation cough cough...Gao Mingfeng cough cough...you carry me dry cough cough..."

Gao Mingfeng almost swung Song Shuheng's body in mid-air before he put it down. He stomped his feet in the heavy rain and roared heart-piercingly:

"Hurry up and chase your brother! He's gone! He's gone!"

"My brother..."

Before Song Shuheng could ask clearly, Gao Mingfeng dragged him out of breath, staggered, and rushed into the endless rain.

The sky seemed to have been dug open by someone, and the torrential rain poured down like a flood gate.

Bean-sized raindrops hit his body with the rustling wind, like dense bullets, but Xiao Ran didn't feel cold or pain at all, his chest seemed to be burning with fire, and his whole body seemed to be quenched. The sharp sword that was on fire pierced into the thick rain curtain of the ashen world.

"Crack, clap, clap -"

Messy footsteps stepped on the wet ground to make water splashes, echoing the violent heartbeat of "pounding".

Xiao Ran lowered his head, and ran forward desperately while wiping the rain on his face.

Countless shattered images swirled crazily before his eyes, and many indistinguishable memories roared in his mind like a mountain and a sea.

In the projection, He Qiao is wearing a white coat, her hair is coiled up, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses are on her delicate and straight nose. Her face has not changed much with the passage of time, but her expression is more calm and indifferent:

"Professor, I still insist that the best way to edit genes is viruses, allowing the human immune system to evolve autonomously in the fight against viruses, and the survival of the fittest is the fastest way to popularize."

This image is like a hook, entwining another image hidden deep in Xiao Ran's memory.

There is a hut in the He Family Courtyard that looks like it is made of glass, but from the outside you can't see the inside at all. It is He Qiao's laboratory.

Only He Zhenting and He Qiao's fingerprints and irises can be used to enter the laboratory, but Xiao Ran cracked the laboratory's access control program when he was eight years old. He once sneaked in at night when no one noticed.

Holding a children's flashlight, the little child walks through the deserted and wide aisle. The walls on both sides are silver and white. It looks bright and shiny, but there is no shadow of people. The child is very curious and finds it interesting It was amazing. Later, when he grew up, he realized that the materials in that laboratory were rare metals, which were nuclear-proof and earthquake-proof, and even aqua regia was impermeable. The protection level was close to that of a national-level P4 experimental center.

But he was too small at that time. He walked through several closely connected small rooms, and he could only see countless strange instruments and bottles and jars on the operating table in the distance. He couldn't even touch it, so he pushed a swivel chair over. As soon as he climbed onto the operating table, he heard the sound of "deng, deng, deng" footsteps from far to near, and grandpa and mother rushed over.

That day he received the biggest reprimand ever in his life, and his grandfather almost beat him with a cane. After that, he never dared to enter the laboratory again. Later, as He Qiao's mental condition deteriorated, the entire laboratory was sealed with concrete. Never seen the light of day.

This small episode is really nothing compared to the countless thrilling accidents that Xiao Ran has experienced, but at this moment, a thought that was as cold as a poisonous snake ran wildly in his mind——

Could that laboratory be the place where he was born?Could that laboratory be the place He Qiao and the others used to brew and eliminate "inferior humans"?

Thirteen years ago, a fire broke out in the Nanjiang Biotechnology Center, and three of He Zhenting's father and son died overnight. Afterwards, a high-intensity viral flu broke out across the country.

All the dotted details emerged little by little from the dark and deep shadows of the years, clearly and distinctly outlined in the brain.

There are some facts that will not be annihilated due to the dust of the years. There is a hand of judgment in the dark, and the law is so clear that no one can escape.

Faces with different expressions appeared in the void, they were talking in a hurry, and every word fell on him like raindrops that hit his head and face like crazy.

"No. Eleven, you are my most successful experiment."

"Doing a hundred good things together with a group of people is far worse than doing one bad thing together, which can make them stick together and never betray."

"Those inferior native humans who occupy resources but are mediocre and achieve nothing will eventually be eliminated by you."

"Of course I haven't grown up yet, my fourth brother is not reconciled."

"I will bring you a future that will never be without me."

……

"Crack, snap, snap—"

The running pace gradually slowed down, his legs slowly became heavy as if filled with lead, Xiao Ran's ears were buzzing, the heavy rain was roaring, the cars were beeping, and his sight was full of white and misty water vapor , the whole world seems to have become vast and ethereal in an instant.

Suddenly a bolt of lightning strikes, and the dazzling white light penetrates the pitch-black sky, reflecting the flushed face of the running boy.

Whoosh, whoosh—

Plop, plop--

Xiao Ran suddenly raised his finger and pointed upwards, you hacked me to death!

Boom, boom—

The boy stood upright, then slowly, slowly squatted down, hugged his head, and let out a sob full of anger, resentment, sorrow, and helplessness from the depths of his throat.

Finally, a pedestrian approached cautiously under an umbrella. In the heavy rain that was pouring all over the sky, the person heard the poor boy crying and shouting:

"I'm going home...I'm going home..."

"Where is your home?"

The passerby held an umbrella in one hand and a mobile phone in the other. It was an elderly Caucasian grandpa. There was a language translation software in his mobile phone. Thanks to this software, he could understand what the child said.

"Don't cry, baby, I'll take you back, tell me the address, don't cry."

The boy raised his face wet with rain and tears, and squeezed out a place name from his hoarse throat:

"The Shard."