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The author has something to say: This article is really not a child-bearing article. Hey, it is not the protagonist who gave birth to him, but another woman gave birth to OTL for him, so it is called a stallion. The first child is coming soon, Yuanmu

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The fat man fell to the ground, his pupils were out of focus, and his saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the alloy floor.The white flesh reflected the cold light of the metal, reflecting a kind of dead gray.

Outside the isolation glass, a team of researchers is debugging the data.

"What's the result of the third test?" Emerson put his hands behind his back and looked at the screen made of light in front of him. It was divided into six or seven small grids, and in each grid was a stripped naked person. They either fell to the ground and twitched, or sat lifeless and lifeless. A young man was smiling silly and grabbing his genitals, and suddenly pulled them out viciously, as if what he pulled out was not an important part of his body but It's a radish or something.The moment the young man exerted force, he fell limply, and a mechanical tentacle with an anesthetic needle at the tip was retracted.Emerson looked away and asked indifferently.

"My lord, after this test, there were 5 survivors, the average rejection rate was 98.342%, and the reaction levels were different. Among them, No. 4 was A-, No. 52 was B+, No. 69 was C+, and No. 77 was A. Grade 103 is B-grade. The side effects are as follows: the degree of damage to the nervous system of No. 4 is 67 gamma, and the cell activity... The above is the report of this experiment."

Emerson listened in silence and said nothing until the report was over.The old man glanced at the light screen again, and said indifferently: "Prepare for the next test."

"My lord...?" Everyone was stunned, a researcher ran out, and said with some hesitation: "The experimental product can only withstand three rounds of tests at most, and they can't bear any more tests. And this test It takes at least 3 star turns to eliminate the sequelae."

The old man looked at the researcher quietly, the man's voice became weaker and weaker under Emerson's indifferent gaze, but he insisted on finishing speaking.Emerson smiled after listening, his smiling face was very kind.

"Continuing the test, do you want me to inject 'Fate' into them?" The old man's smile was extraordinarily cold in the research room: "For this kind of thing?"

"Like those idiots before? Huh?" For a moment, Emerson's face flashed a look of ferocity: "Did those idiots think that 'Fat' is infinite? Or do they have the ability to insert fragments into DNA molecules Is it harder than not stuffing their genitals into your ass? Well? If it weren’t for those idiots who don’t know how to cherish resources, would my plan have reached this point!?”

Parental planning can be classified as an extension of genetic engineering: extracting the target gene, combining the target gene with a carrier, and introducing the target gene into recipient cells.The gene fragments to be recombined related to the "God's Forbidden Zone" are too large and trivial, and the general carrier is completely useless here, so the father's plan was stranded for a while—until they found "Fate" .It is an extremely rare microbe, and with the current scientific and technological manpower, only one milligram can be found.Fart is not so much a carrier of microbes, but a virus that can better reflect its characteristics, and it will have a strong rejection reaction with humans, causing the test subject to die instantly.Therefore, the executors of the father's body plan must first search for human beings with relatively small rejection reactions from the vast sea of ​​people as test subjects, and then go through continuous testing, testing and testing to select the experimental carrier that can adapt to Fat—that is, The final carrier of the Parent Plan.

There were more or less people who survived three assays before - those who didn't survived could only die of rejection and be sent away as organic materials.However, the executors of the Great Father's Body Project found helplessly that none of the surviving experimental subjects could survive the limitless concentration of 100% Fat.The loser has no right to stay, so Emerson, one of the father's plan's initiators, became the head of the plan.At this time, there are only less than 4 people left in Fath who is related to the whole plan.

"If the experimental product is broken, find a new one." Emerson turned around, but no one saw the extremely calm and crazy expression. "Come back to me after 5 tests."

After finishing speaking, he disappeared outside the magnetic gate, and the remaining researchers met face to face.

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Fatty has imagined countless times, what kind of future would it be if he hadn't gone to District [-] that day, hadn't provoked that woman, hadn't been caught by the police, and hadn't met that crazy old man?Or think about it from another angle, if he didn't survive the first test, the second test,... the fifth test, the final test, what would he look like? What about the picture?

No, it's good to think, his body will be broken down into organic material, leaving him with the last value, simple as that.

But it’s better than the fate of the former being made into black food, right?Wouldn't it be better than his current situation...?In the future, Fatty often thinks like this.

No matter how much Fatty felt worse than death during the experiment, how much he longed to die to be free from everything, but in the end he survived the experiment, and as the only surviving subject of the father's body plan, the treatment he received was extremely unimaginable in the slums in the past. High and luxurious: The place where the fat man lives is no longer a white prison that seems to swallow him at any time, but a place similar to a presidential suite, surrounded by maids at all times, even when he goes to the toilet, there are women who urinate for him .And there's only one thing Fatty needs to do, and that's to mate.Mate, mate, mate, with a different woman every day!In order to produce the first crystallization of the parent body plan as soon as possible.

I live in a golden nest and have sex every day.This is about the enjoyment of life that only the emperors in the legendary ancient earth can have, right?

At first, the fat man put aside the discomfort of being a test subject and the painful memories of the experiment, and happily enjoyed this life of singing and dancing every day-self-esteem is more useless to people in the seventh district than shit.

I eat yours, live in yours, and fuck your women, hehe, everything I said back then has come true!Fatty is very proud.

——What dissatisfaction do you have?I no longer need to be regarded as garbage by some people, and I am greeted by a group of beautiful and superior maids every day when I open my eyes; I no longer have to live in the slums without a meal, As long as he stretches out his hand, there will be countless high-end food piled up in front of him; he no longer has to worry about whoring women, there are countless beautiful and beautiful women who are eagerly stuffed into his arms and let him Do whatever you want.

As long as he can be a stallion with peace of mind, he can live his life without any worries.

That's great, isn't it...?

But in fact, the fat man got tired of this kind of life within a single turn.To be precise, he was scared.

From giving him one woman every day, to two every day, until now three.Talking about a woman every day is a kind of happiness and dream of a man, but if you continue to do this every day, no matter how beautiful the woman is, you will gradually lose your "sexual interest" and become a kind of torture.Fatty still has supplements to support him. 95% of the food he eats is for strengthening yang and nourishing essence.But from one a day to two a day, the fat man thinks this is his job anyway, maybe it's just a special period of time.Adopt the quick-fix method, grit your teeth and support it.But when it was increased to three, the fat man collapsed.

The fat man even plucked up the courage to protest against Emerson who came, and the fat man argued aggrievedly: There is no bad plow in this world, only bad plows.He stated that his "brother" could no longer support the intense exercise, and even the skin began to fall off.And there's no need to change a few girls a day, he has a feeling for the previous busty... The last sentence was suggested by the fat man in a weak voice.

The fat man's habit is to sleep like a dead pig after every XXOO, but every time he wakes up the next day, the woman he loves will disappear, and then another new face will be stuffed into his arms.

If it goes on like this, he won't lift.Fatty didn't care about saying such embarrassing words at all. It was better for him to admit impotence than to be sucked to death by a group of women.

Emerson looked at the fat man coldly—it had been a while since the fat man saw the usual fake kind smile on his face, but the madness in the old man's eyes was getting stronger day by day, with a kind of saying Out of rage and disappointment, this kind of Emerson gives people a sense of madness that even if he dies, he will drag everyone to be buried with him.

The old man sneered: "Very well, I promise you, if you mate with another woman tomorrow, I will apply to let you rest for a few days."