Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 682: Flower of Blood and Bone Finale XVIII

Chapter 682 Flower of Blood and Bone: Finale XVIII
On the cold steel wire,
Life is woven intricately,

The chains of genes gleam like silver,
There is no breath of wind in the sky.

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As the daylight flooded everything like a tide, Xia Xiu's consciousness was pulled back to a strange yet familiar scene.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of disinfectant, carrying with it a cold and mechanical indifference.

The smell seemed to pierce his nostrils directly, carrying with it the smell of raw rust and moist humidity.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

A faint but clear cry seemed to ring in his ears. The sound was sharp and wet as if the baby had just left the womb, as if it was struggling to adapt to this world.

The light from the shadowless lamp shone through his slightly closed eyelids, and a vague and warm red light entered his field of vision, but this warmth made him feel even more depressed.

Xia Xiu subconsciously smelled a complex mixture of amniotic fluid, blood and disinfectant in the air. This smell carried a strong sense of the interweaving of life and death, reminding him of the birth of a new soul, accompanied by pain and struggle.

He discovered that his body was illusory and that no one around him could see him.

The doctor's voice was cold and mechanical, like the verdict of fate being coldly pronounced in his ears.

"Dilation complete, ready to remove the fetus."

His tone was flat, as if this was just one of countless operations, and life and death had lost their weight in his eyes.

"Heartbeat is weak, keep breathing."

"The fetus has separated from the mother, and vital signs...are lower than expected."

They were wearing clean white surgical gowns, masks, and looked serious.

A midwife wearing rubber gloves stood beside the delivery bed, holding a metal instrument that reflected cold light and gently placed it on the tool table.

She reached her hand into the mother's body, and along with the sound of the calipers expanding, Xia Xiu seemed to see a pair of huge hands pulling the newborn baby's not yet fully developed shoulders without hesitation, dragging him out of the warm and narrow birth canal little by little.

"Inhale, inhale, inhale, exhale."

The midwife's deep voice echoed in my ears, with an echo from the distant past, its rhythm gentle but irresistible.

The baby's head gradually emerged from the mother's body, and along with the shrill cry, the wet little arms and legs slowly pulled out of the narrow body.

The midwife cut the umbilical cord gently, as if it was just an ordinary ritual.

The baby's tiny body was quickly wiped clean, revealing a soft, slightly transparent pink.

The rubber-gloved hand rested gently on a swelling belly, gentle yet cold, soothing yet with a sense of foreboding.

The belly gradually became as thin as paper, and the internal outline gradually became clear. Xia Xiu could see the fetus's head vaguely appearing.

Xia Xiu's eyes were fixed on the nurse. The nurse moved quickly and mechanically, holding a small test tube of newborn's umbilical cord blood in her hand, and walked straight to a cold instrument with "Gene Sequencing" inscribed on it.

The instrument was huge and silent, like an emotionless judge. The nurse skillfully inserted the umbilical cord blood into the instrument, gently pressed the switch with her finger, and the machine immediately emitted a low humming sound.

A cold blue light shone through the gap in the instrument, illuminating the nurse's face.

Then, the instrument began to spit out a thin piece of information, and the paper was slowly pushed out, as if the verdict of fate was unfolding slowly at this moment.

Xia Xiu's eyes gradually fell on the document. The text on it was densely packed, and each line was like a shackle firmly engraved on the scroll of fate.

The most eye-catching thing is the name - "Ove".

And with it came his whole life.

A life that is precisely designed.

The document was not long, but it recorded every important moment in the life of this man whom he had never met.

——【Ovi】——

Gene sequencing results: logical thinking ability exceeds that of the general population by 20%.

They have excellent spatial perception and are able to predict the future and excel in the fields of engineering and architecture.

Poor emotional control may lead to poor interpersonal skills.

Initial recommendations:

Educational direction: biased towards mathematical logic and engineering disciplines.

Social intervention: Enhance emotion control training courses to reduce the impact of emotional fluctuations.

2. Early childhood (0-5 years old): Preliminary planning for personalized education
Behavior monitoring: During the early childhood stage, physical development and cognitive ability development are monitored throughout the process through "Internet of Things devices".

Early Education: Daily personalized cognitive development training, including logical thinking, shape recognition, number perception, etc.

Special social intervention courses simulate emotional interaction scenarios to reduce the possibility of emotional out-of-control.

Social advice: Reduce interaction with ordinary children, increase participation in the intelligent companion system, and ensure that social pressure is minimized.

3. Childhood (6-12 years old): customized education and initial career planning core

Education System:

Based on the analysis of genetic data and intelligent algorithms, the following learning plan is formulated:

Mathematics and space geometry courses account for the main proportion.

An appropriate amount of humanities courses, including basic history and culture courses, aims to improve comprehensive quality and avoid overly mechanical thinking in a purely technical environment.

The social control program continued to be implemented, with regular VR training to perceive patterns of emotional interaction.

Life trajectory: Living in a personalized education center, mainly virtual learning, a small amount of social activities, to avoid the troubles caused by emotional fluctuations.

Social roles are gradually restricted to ensure stable mental health.

4. Adolescence (13-18 years old): Intensive training in career direction
Career positioning: Ove was precisely planned to be a future urban planning and structural engineer.

The education system gradually reduced comprehensive courses and concentrated on engineering, physics and technology.

Training and internship: Two months of field training each year, with initial practice through simulated city projects.

Regular virtual reality training every week further enhances their talents in spatial perception and structural design.

Psychological counseling: According to the emotional control data, Ove's emotional stability has improved and his social skills have slightly improved, but he still tends to mechanical thinking.

The system algorithm recommends continuing emotional training to avoid interpersonal conflicts.

5. Adulthood (18-22 years): Higher education and social integration
Higher education: Ovi entered a top technical university designated by the system, specializing in architectural design and urban planning.

Through special training programs, you will receive training in artificial intelligence and building automation technologies and be prepared to play a key role in the social structure.

Internship and early career planning: By matching with system algorithms, Ovi participated in many national urban infrastructure design projects and performed well.

The system automatically matches them with a mentor to further enhance their professional abilities.

Emotional and social advice: Continue to maintain a highly controlled emotional management system to avoid emotional fluctuations affecting professional performance.

Reduce social pressure, maintain a moderate social network, but limit the in-depth development of personal emotions.

6. Early career (23-35 years old): Formal career roles and social contribution careers
Assignment: Ove is assigned to the Border City Planning Bureau as a structural engineer, responsible for large-scale urban construction projects.

Through the career matching algorithm, the system carefully arranges its team members according to their respective genes and career potential to ensure maximum team efficiency.

Performance and Evaluation: Ove will achieve outstanding results in multiple urban design projects.

The system monitors his work efficiency and social contribution in real time and conducts performance evaluations regularly.

Emotional control: As occupational stress increases, the emotional control system is recommended to be further strengthened to avoid emotional conflicts with colleagues.

Social life remains within a controllable range, and personal life is basically confined to the work circle.

7. Career peak (36-50 years old): top engineers and social management

Career Achievements: Ove rose through the ranks to become the Chief Structural Designer for the Border City Planning Bureau, where he oversaw several large-scale urban infrastructure projects.

Under the guidance of the system, he is not only a technical leader, but also a model of "ideal citizen" in the border.

Social role: The system pushes Ove to a higher career stage and participates in the formulation of the future urban development strategy of the Destiny Plan.

Ove was gradually given some social management responsibilities and became an opinion leader in the field of technology.

Life management: The system makes comprehensive arrangements for Ove's life, including health management, mental state monitoring and daily work arrangements. The emotional management system still maintains high-intensity control over Ove to ensure that his emotional fluctuations do not affect his decision-making.

8. Late life (51-65 years old): Semi-retirement and think tank role
Career transition: Ove gradually withdrew from frontline work and took on a consulting role at an urban planning think tank, providing guidance to the next generation of engineers.

The system arranged several teaching and consulting positions for him so that he could pass on his knowledge and experience to newcomers.

Social Contribution: Ove is regarded as a high-value citizen by the system, and his experience is stored and analyzed by the Destiny Project as a reference for subsequent algorithms and talent training.

Emotional life: Ove's emotional control weakens at this stage, and the system allows him to participate in social and family life to a small extent, but overall it remains highly structured.

9. End of life (over 65 years old): Social contribution review and data storage
Retirement and Life Review:

Ove officially retired, and a systematic review and summary of his life was conducted to evaluate his professional achievements and social contributions.

He was awarded the highest honor of the Destiny Project and became one of the people commended by the system.

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Birth, school, work, marriage, and even death, everything is arranged here indifferently, as cold as a mechanical program, without a trace of soul warmth.

At this moment, Xia Xiu saw through the thin paper a controlled body and the shackles of fate that could not be broken free.

And these cold data are what imprison the newborn baby's life in an invisible prison.

Looking at these predetermined destinies, a deep chill suddenly surged in his heart, as if he was being swallowed by endless darkness, making him feel suffocated.

His fingers trembled unconsciously, and the feeling of disgust from the bottom of his soul became stronger and stronger.

It is the disgust towards the irresistible control of fate, and the resistance and rejection towards this cold world.

"This is what you call Utopia!"

A deep voice came out from the depths of Xia Xiu's throat, carrying with it uncontrollable anger and coldness.

Disgust, disgust, anger, hatred...

A rare chill emerged in his eyes, and a bone-chilling look appeared on his face, instantly making his countenance become extremely strange and terrifying.

The nurses and doctors in front of them ignored or were unable to see all of this, and they continued to numbly follow the process of fate.

The baby's crying became louder and louder, as if it was struggling helplessly, as if it was resisting this already predetermined life.

"Uuuuuu——"

However, the medical staff around them found this strange.

They operated the instruments mechanically while discussing in a casual manner.

Doctors and nurses stood in front of the operating table, discussing the baby's fate indifferently, as if it was an emotionless commodity rather than a life just born into the world.

"Is there some technical error? Is this baby a 'defective product'?" A nurse looked down at the instrument with a calm gaze, as if she was checking an ordinary object.

"[Elaios] does have systemic flaws. Lord Ion said that the border's completion system is still incomplete. The current so-called 'Archon System' only has one-sixth of its functions. So, accidents will indeed occur."

The doctor continued to explain, his tone full of indifference.

To them, it was a simple technical glitch, a numerical aberration that could be fixed.

What they are discussing is not a life, but a tool, a life that is completely planned and controlled by the system.

"But the chance of this happening is only 5%. Look at this child. What a beautiful and exquisite life story [Elios] has planned for him."

The doctor looked up and pointed at the information spewing out on the screen with pride.

"He may become one of Lord Ion's personal servants in the future," the doctor added, "After his death, his brain is likely to be preserved in the 'Internet of Things Matrix' and make a great contribution to the 'Isis Think Tank' conceived by Lord Ion."

The nurse continued her mechanized work, operating the instruments expressionlessly.

"Let's test it again. This is a baptized person who has received the gift."

Her fingers slid briskly across the panel, and the cold screen flashed with data streams again.

Xia Xiu looked at the scene in front of him quietly, his lowered head was covered by the shadow, and his face was blurry under the cold light.

He said nothing, just remained silent, as if he had buried all his emotions deep in his heart.

The air around was terribly cold, as if it had frozen.

"Wuwuwu--" The baby's cry echoed in this cold environment, weak and lonely. The little hands struggled and reached out to him.

It was a silent cry for help, the whole destiny was wailing at this moment.

The baby has never uttered a prayer because he has not even learned how to express it.

But the outstretched little hand is full of longing for the future and struggle for freedom. At this moment, the baby's cry is like a silent accusation, protesting against everything the world has arranged for him.

The angel - the fourth sword bearer in heaven, reflected all of this in his eyes.

He saw the fate of imprisonment, like cold chains, already wrapped around the baby's body.

The trajectory has been defined, the future has been predetermined, and before the child has even learned to breathe, the cold new world has already written the ending of every page for him.

All this ignited anger in the angel's heart, like a burning flame running through his blood.

He could not tolerate the desecration of life by these last people, and the self-righteous "sacred order" that had trampled freedom on the altar of control.

The light that once illuminated the human soul has now been ruthlessly snuffed out.

On the baby's pure and innocent face, Xia Xiu saw the shame of humanity - it was a trampling on freedom and an insult to the dignity of life.

No one could see the angel's existence, but the baby saw it and seemed to feel the waves in his heart, so his crying became louder, tearing the dead air.

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Echoing in the cold air,

The little hand reached out to him,
That's a cry for help.

It is the cry of life,
It is a prayer that has never been made in the future.

In the eyes of angels,
Seeing the fate of being imprisoned,
The divided track,

When babies haven't learned to breathe yet,

Cold-blooded people have written every page for you,
Like pale chains,
Wrapped around unfurled wings.

Rage runs like fire in the angel's veins,

The transgression of the divine order by those last men,
Trampling the freedom of life on the altar of control.

The light that once illuminated the hearts of men,

Now strangled by indifference,

On the baby's innocent face,
The angels see the shame of humanity.

No one could see the angel, but the baby saw it, and he cried even louder.