Doomsday Mechs: Starting with a Manufacturing Army

Jiang Yi was busy all night.

When I came out of the lab the next morning, I was covered in blood, looking like a butcher in a slaughterhouse.

"You've finally come out."

Jiang Yi, standing at the lab entrance, looked up and saw Fei Bozhong get up from a chair not far away and walk towards him.

"I didn't want to disturb you because I was afraid you would interfere with your research."

"But how did you get covered in blood?"

"It's nothing, just dissecting a few Fuji people." Jiang Yi shook his head, took off his blood-stained white coat, and threw it onto a chair to the side.

"You're being a bit impulsive. Everything should be done according to procedure."

The die is cast, and Fei Bozhong merely frowned but didn't say anything.

"Interrogate these people carefully; we might be able to get some information out of them."

"Here you go, intelligence."

Jiang Yi took out a voice recorder from his pocket.

"Last night, those people confessed everything they had to."

Fei Bozhong took the recording pen with some surprise.

"However, you still need to be careful in the future. What if something goes wrong if you take two security squads to go looking for those foreign forces?"

He sighed.

"The security department is for watching over the factory, not for handling these kinds of things."

"Don't worry, I'll be more careful in the future." Jiang Yi chuckled, not refuting anything, just giving a simple reply.

Fei Bozhong was also helpless against the other party at this time.

After all, Jiang Yi was the head of the factory and had full authority over all its affairs.

"By the way, how's your investigation going with Xu Qingqing?"

Jiang Yi and Fei Bozhong asked this question as they walked downstairs.

Fei Bozhong shook his head. "It's hard to say."

"I previously thought that Xin Qing was Xu Qingqing, and through extensive on-site investigation, it did indeed match this situation."

"But later, I learned something from the Navy."

"Some time ago, before Xin Qing appeared, they intercepted a fleet bound for Taiwan, but in reality, this fleet was controlled by the Fuji people."

"There were many people or items that were illegally taken away from there, including a corpse."

"After investigation, the body was confirmed to be Xu Qingqing, but she was missing an arm and some organs."

"It is very likely that these items were taken away by someone who jumped into the sea at the time."

"So... what's the current state of Xinqing...?"

A possibility slowly emerged in Jiang Yi's mind.

"That's right, Xin Qing is most likely a clone of Xu Qingqing."

Fei Bozhong said.

"Furthermore, given that Xin Qing is a clone, and the fact that she suddenly attacked you, it's highly likely that something else was mixed in during the cloning and accelerated growth process."

Normally speaking...

Cloning should involve extracting a person's stem cells, combining them with an egg, and then having the child through normal reproduction, allowing the child to grow up like a normal child.

But since this is the apocalypse, it's not impossible for someone to possess such supernatural abilities.

Jiang Yi naturally understood this as well.

"What are the plans?"

He looked at Fei Bozhong.

Fei Bozhong's tone was solemn.

"The plan from above is to destroy it."

"However, before destroying them, we need to use Xin Qing to lure out those people hiding in Yanxia."

"Recently, the National Security Bureau has devoted some of its resources to cracking down on those people. There aren't many left, and this time they may be wiped out in one fell swoop."

Upon hearing this...

Jiang Yi hesitated for only a brief moment.

"Can."

Fei Bozhong comforted her, "Don't be sad. After all, she's just a clone. We should prioritize the bigger picture."

"I'm really fine. Xu Qingqing and I have no feelings for each other anymore, let alone a clone."

"That's good."

Fei Bozhong breathed a slight sigh of relief and chuckled.

"I thought you would be reluctant to part with her."

"It's just a clone. If I can't bear to part with it, I'll find a way to clone another one myself."

Jiang Yi wasn't lying.

He had long since lost interest in Xu Qingqing, that incredibly stupid woman.

Not to mention Xinqing.

……

Inside a heavily guarded room.

Xin Qing was tied to a chair, her hands and feet were shackled, and her eyes were tightly covered with a cloth.

A towel was stuffed in his mouth.

She had not eaten or drunk anything for three days and three nights.

She was so hungry, so thirsty, and so sleepy.

Moreover, because she was sitting in a chair all the time, she couldn't fall asleep or get proper rest.

My lower back is sore and weak, and my hands and feet are cold and numb.

Because her eyes were constantly covered, the disorienting feeling of losing track of time instilled a deep-seated fear in her.

This dual torment of physical and mental suffering brought Xin Qing to the brink of collapse and despair.

She didn't understand why she was being treated this way just because she was going to work.

She clearly didn't do anything.

Unbeknownst to her, Xin Qing felt herself sinking into darkness.

In the darkness, a familiar voice seemed to be calling to her.

"Qingqing, Qingqing."

Accompanied by a change in light and shadow.

Xin Qing found herself in a hotel, surrounded by wedding decorations, and she was wearing a wedding dress.

"Qingqing, what's wrong?"

The gentle, familiar voice sent a shiver down her spine.

Xin Qing raised her head and looked at the person in front of her.

It turned out to be President Jiang, who had previously tormented and humiliated her in various ways.

"Mr. Jiang, I, I'm really not Xu Qingqing."

Xin Qing suddenly burst into tears, staggering back several steps, her eyes filled with fear.

"Qingqing, what's wrong?"

But the Mr. Jiang in front of me seems a little different.

The other person took a few steps forward, gently put his arm around her waist, and spoke in a very gentle tone.

"You're my wife, why aren't you Xu Qingqing?"

"Wife?"

"yes."

Upon hearing this, Xin Qing became even more flustered and confused.

She looked around.

Suddenly I spotted a signboard.

It was written prominently above.

The groom is Jiang Yi.

The bride, Xu Qingqing.

Jiang Yi?

Mr. Jiang, your original name was Jiang Yiyao?

Xin Qing was already very sensitive to the surname Jiang, and seeing this name made her feel as if she had seen it before.

Just as she was stunned.

Her lips seemed to be blocked by something.

Xin Qing then realized that Jiang Yi had kissed her.

No, don't.

Xin Qing, who had never been intimate with any man before, tried desperately to resist, but she felt as if her body couldn't muster any strength at all.

They had no choice but to accept it.

"Xin Qing"

A calm voice rang out.

All the scenes vanished instantly, plunging back into darkness.

A sudden change.

Xin Qing, her body aching all over, opened her eyes to a white ceiling.

Are you alright?

A voice came from the side.

Xin Qing then realized that President Jiang was standing by her bedside, looking at her.

"Mr. Jiang."

Xin Qing stammered, her voice very low.

Perhaps because I had just woken up, my memory of the dream was quite clear.

Looking at the man in front of her, she felt a strange feeling in her heart.