The humanoid weapon is pregnant

The leader's laughter echoed in the monitoring room, and the screen refracted the picture, coldly projecting every corner of the experimental tower.

Ten years ago, the same monitoring room, the same display screen, and the same petri dish.

Coral pearl oysters, seaweed floating weeds, and the most primitive colorful creatures are raised in the nutrient solution.

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling glass, a young figure came from the darkness. He was perfectly slender, and his curves were covered by the black training uniform. He stood in front of the desk in the monitoring room and reported his situation with his head down. Work.

"Report Doctor, the Deputy Battalion Commander of the Rebel Army has been cleared."

"The Chamber of Commerce of the Anti-government Alliance in the Eastern District has been disbanded, and I have killed their president."

"The first team of the anti-human evolutionary armed mobile team has also been cleaned up. I followed your instructions and cut off the head of their captain, marked it with the symbol of the executioner, and hung it at the gate of the rebel camp."

In front of the desk, a middle-aged man in a white coat was writing an investigation report, when he heard this, he gave a low "hmm".

"How many people were cleaned up this time?"

"Including the mutants who failed to infect, the total death toll of the mobile team this time is 72."

"Seventy-two people? I remember that there were hundreds of soldiers in this team."

The young figure swayed, quickly pressed his stomach, lowered his head and said: "Yes. I was ambushed by their commander on the way to investigate. They should have heard the news and started to evacuate in advance."

His voice was restrained and humble, and the hand pressing his abdomen was soaked and oozing blood in a short while, and the red liquid dripped on the white floor.

The doctor in the white coat looked up.

"injured?"

"Ah."

"I should have told you, right? Your latest data research shows that the self-healing of wounds is not unlimited. Every time you use a power, it will affect your future lifespan."

"Yes, Dr. Mu, you said so."

"Lin Xi, your life is not your own, it is given to you by the laboratory, don't let me see you bloody again."

"Yes, Doctor."

"Go back and fix it yourself."

"Yes."

Lin Xi lowered his eyes, he didn't say too much, he lowered his head and prepared to leave.

But the man in the white coat stopped him again.

"Starting tomorrow, I will reduce your outing missions." He said suddenly.

Lin Xi paused lightly, and raised his head hesitantly.

Dr. Mu had already looked back at the desktop. He closed a report and opened another.

"Starting today, your new task is to guide a second-generation mutant, let him undergo further evolution, and learn to actively display the skills of heteromorphism like you."

"Yes."

Lin Xi didn't object, and he knew that he had no right to object either.

In his year, the second-generation mutants have been divided into two categories. One is the soldiers who participated in the laboratory project two years ago. These soldiers were used as volunteers for human experiments. Infection failed.

The other type is the soldiers who participated in the transformation of old humans after the laboratory developed new reagents two years ago. This group of soldiers was luckier than their predecessors. They successfully derived artificial heteroblasts, broke through the physical limitations of human beings, and became a human being. A muscular mutant warrior.

The successful research and development of mutant warriors almost instantly changed the situation of human beings being oppressed by alien species.

Mutants were sent to the battlefield to fight against alien species, opening up a new situation for the human habitat.

This is the Pandora's box that brings luck, and it has painted a rich stroke in the history of human evolution.

But at the same time, this magic box also brought many criticisms that women cannot become mutants, mutants and humans will give birth to mutants without intelligence, mutants cannot actively use artificial heteroblasts, etc., making human reproduction a problem.

And now the lab... just like two years ago, they urgently need to find a breakthrough for these problems.

This breakthrough seems to have come to him, a human alien, after going around and around.

Lin Xi nodded silently, indicating that he understood.

Dr. Mu waved the back of his hand at him.

Lin Xi silently lowered his eyes and left.

He supported the wound by himself, feeling that the internal organs inside were about to be squeezed out of the opening, so he could only hold the wound firmly, and walked slowly through the long, snow-white corridor of the laboratory.

Hearing his numb and boring footsteps and the sound of blood dripping, he finally moved back to his monitoring room step by step.

But suddenly, he stopped outside No. 01.

He found someone in his room.

... an acquaintance.

Two years ago, his room underwent a renovation, and the whitewashed walls had covered up the traces of the past rulers, but through the glass window, Lin Xi still saw a long eyebrow slanting into his temples, with a green and handsome look in his eyes. Very young.

He was standing by his bed board, looking at his residence curiously.

He is very young and very energetic, his eyes are still shining brightly against the white light of the monitoring room.

Lin Xi's mind went blank. He stared at the man, and his eyes suddenly became moist.

The blood from his abdomen trickled down, forming a puddle under his shoe.

But his feet seemed to be nailed in place, he did not dare to move forward, nor could he bear to retreat.