Until the time was about to reach two o'clock in the morning... In the secret experimental room of Alston Pharmaceuticals, except for the dead guards, everyone was trying to wake up.

In fact, the corpses of the guards had been moved to one side and piled up by several research institutes at her request... The small mountain of corpses put a lot of pressure on the employees present.

The air seemed to have solidified, and only the sound of dismantling firearms occasionally came to mind. She was currently tinkering with a table full of modern weapons confiscated from the guards. It seemed that before the experiment was successful, she was still not interested in these weapons.

Be bigger.

Mr. House could no longer maintain his composure, and the sweat from his palms had been wiped on his pants again and again.

Jimmy didn't say anything, he just glanced back and forth, seeming to be thinking about something.

Finally, the leader of the research team suddenly said loudly: "It's done!"

Mr. House stood up in an instant and took two steps forward unbearably. However, he remembered that there was a "her" behind him, and his ecstatic expression suddenly froze.

"Go on, watch what I do." She looked at Mr. House's wonderful expression and said jokingly: "Why, why don't you just embrace your new life?"

Mr. House didn't speak, he just looked at him and asked Jimmy to come to his side. With Jimmy's support, he got closer to the huge base.

"Jimmy, I've been waiting for this moment for too long. I can't fail." Mr. House whispered, unquestionably but terrifyingly at the same time. He grabbed Jimmy's arm with unusual force, "Help me... no matter what

No matter what, you have to help me. My son, I have no heirs, as long as you help me, you will get half of my wealth."

The voice was very low, only Jimmy and Mr. House could hear it.

Jimmy said helplessly: "Boss, I alone may not be able to deal with this woman..."

At this time, Mr. House suddenly said: "On the other side of the base, there is a specially marked bump. If this woman does it, if it fails this time, you can uncover the bump and press the inside

button."

"What is that?" Jimmy frowned.

Mr. House said: "Only I know the special exit... If you fail, open the secret passage and take me away. You should know that only if I get out alive can you get my wealth."

Jimmy almost didn't think about it and nodded silently.

When Mr. House approached the base of the huge container, a special piece stretched out from the base. It was a metal deck chair right in front of the base.

A large number of complex machines and instruments, under the busy work of many researchers, began to surround this base... With the support of two researchers, Mr. House lay down on the metal recliner.

Someone started to lift up his sleeves, pushed over an instrument, and then began to prepare some kind of injectable potion.

She also put down the firearm she was tinkering with, and walked towards the busy crowd with a half-smile.

Mr. House had no choice. His physical condition was in terrible condition. Even if private cloning of human bodies was an international ban, and even if the experiment to be conducted was extremely dangerous, he would not hesitate to do so.

"let's start!"

The blue potion was injected into Mr. House's blood vessels through the syringe, and his cloudy eyes suddenly saw a halo... his eyelids gradually closed.

The leader of the research team gritted his teeth at this time. As the highest technical director of the entire project, the most complicated thing at this time was the button to start the process.

Everyone held their breath... They had served Mr. House here. Many of them had been serving Mr. House for more than several years. For several years, they had been in this secret laboratory that never saw the light of day, cutting off all contact with the outside world.

Just for this dying old man... But even so, years of hard work will come to a test moment.

Their emotions are complicated.

"The voltage is stable...the system starts normally."

"The clone's life index is normal..."

"Conscious connection...begins!"

People kept hearing about the progress of the experiment... She just waited eagerly, raised her chin slightly, and watched with interest the changes in the life in the container.

Mr. House has fallen into a deep sleep, and there is no trace of pain on his face... Electricity is crazily integrated into the base of the container. Hundreds of flashing indicator lights appear on the instrument in front of him every second, and the data on the screen is refreshed crazily.

Still...and the research organization has unknowingly left a cold sweat.

She suddenly walked up to the research team leader and said, "I'm very curious. Is this artificial No. 0 gene based on House?"

"Ah...yes, yes." The team leader looked at the other party in horror and lowered his head.

"To be honest." She narrowed her eyes and said, "I am very interested in this technology of synthesizing artificial No. 0 gene, but I am also very interested in the other technology... How did you do it?"

"Wha, what..." The team leader swallowed.

She smiled half-heartedly and said: "Consciousness transfer... The artificial No. 0 gene, even if House is used as a blueprint, even if it contains House's life information, it is just a carrier. Clone

And House should still be two separate individuals, right? If House's consciousness can't be incorporated into the clone, what would it be? Two Houses?"

"Of course not!" the team leader said quickly: "It has all the memories of Mr. House! Whether it is personality or thinking mode, it is consistent with Mr. House!"

"The same... but not the only one." She shook her head and said with disappointment: "It seems that you have not mastered the technology of consciousness transfer at all. You just created a 20-year-old Hao who has all the memories of House.

That's all..."

The leader of the research team's face changed dramatically at this moment. He suddenly became angry and rushed out. He grabbed a syringe from the table nearby and stabbed her directly.

He was tall and obviously very strong, but he was facing an inhuman creature that was essentially from outside the world... He was knocked down instantly after a crazy counterattack.

The leader of the research team squatted on the ground holding his stomach in pain.

She sneered, and just when she was about to teach him a lesson, several researchers on the side jumped out at the same time, "Please don't hurt the team leader!"

Many researchers who had been hiding in fear when the guard was shot suddenly found some courage and rushed forward together.

Naturally, she was not afraid. She raised her hand with the already filled Assault Bugrab and swept it across the ceiling, immediately knocking people away.

"It seems that he was the one who attacked me... In fact, I didn't do anything to him, I just asked a few questions." She snorted coldly.

She does come here to solve the problem. As the body she is attached to in this sub-world, her identity as 'Nan Xiaonan' has always been pursued by Mr. House. To solve this problem, it is natural to solve Mr. House's group, but obviously

This does not include the researchers in front of me.

She sneaked here and had already transformed all the door locks of the entrances and exits into Star Creation. However, she found many living rooms on the way. After a little speculation, she concluded that the researchers here may have been imprisoned in this place.

This place has even been exposed to various dangers, maybe from their families, maybe from other things.

Even if these researchers leave here, they will obviously not cause trouble with the identity of 'Nan Xiaonan'. Therefore, she really has not thought about doing anything to these guys.

But the initial plan does not represent the final action... These ill-intentioned actions have obviously angered her.

Although she behaved well in front of Mr. Luo, it was just forced by the situation... The real her in the original sub-world also had the title of witch and was moody.

"There's nothing we can do!"

Suddenly, a relatively young researcher in his thirties said bitterly: "We are imprisoned in this place to help Mr. House with this project... His desire for new life is almost twisted. If we can't satisfy him,

Otherwise, our family will not have a good outcome... I haven't left this place for five years! However, we can't transfer consciousness at all!"

"Originally, we could have been holding back on the grounds that we were still lacking the most critical formula, the production method of the artificial No. 0 gene... But House has already obtained this formula! There is no way we can refuse him! The team leader did this

, it’s just for us...please don’t kill him!”

"Yes, please let us go...we will thank you."

"Please...my parents don't even know if I'm alive or dead..."

She exhaled impatiently, not liking this scene. Just when she was about to speak, Mr. House on the metal recliner suddenly twitched.

His face was extremely painful at this time, and he suddenly opened his eyes, and at the same time let out an extremely painful howling sound... At the same time, the indicator light at the bottom of the base was flashing crazily.

Inside the container, a large number of bubbles surged up from the bottom!

"What's going on? Why is the voltage overloaded..."

"No! The pressure in the cultivation cabin begins to rise...87, 93...114...still rising!"

Bang!

In just an instant, the indicator lights on the machine instruments began to burst... The lighting system in the entire laboratory was also directly paralyzed and automatically switched to backup lighting. Dark red light filled every place, staining everything.

The color of blood!

"ah!!!"

Finally, with a long and shrill cry from Mr. House, the pressure of the entire cultivation chamber exceeded the limit, and it suddenly exploded, and a large amount of cultivation solution was sprayed out!

The air pressure during the explosion and the fragments of the container knocked down the surrounding researchers to the ground... She reacted quickly and found the bunker, and was not injured by the splash of the fragments.

Under the dark red light, Mr. House fell under the dining chair and seemed to have woken up...but his face was distorted and he was vomiting blood.

On the pedestal, there was a young body poured into the solution.

He tried to move... but his limbs seemed to be weak. He seemed to be trying to use his body's strength, but just as he was trying to prop himself up, he fell down again.

Mr. House watched the movements of this young body with fascination.

Finally, their eyes met together accidentally... Seeing the eyes of this young life, Mr. House opened his mouth, his pupils opened in an instant, and he actually let out a more mournful sound.

"no no!!!!"

He's still... He's still in his own body, he's still in this terrible, rotten body and he's woken up and has consciousness!

Failed!!

"No!!!"

Howling!

Amidst the loud crying, Mr. House fell to the ground again, completely unconscious.
To be continued...