There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

"Since the project was established until now, you've invested hundreds of millions of yuan in gold coupons, right?"

Seeing that Percy had no intention of paying attention to him, the young chattering Rupert turned to flirt with another Liberi experimenter.

"Who knows? With this much spare money, I could have already had several children. I don't know what the point of dwelling on this topic is."

The Liberi experimenter curled his lips and answered nonchalantly.

She is different from the vulgar Rupert next to her who is always thinking about catching a rich husband. She graduated from a prestigious university and has been working hard to move up.

It’s just that the competition in Columbia is too fierce. As a young graduate, she is naturally at a disadvantage compared to those veterans who have been working there for many years.

Between reality and ideals, she finally chose reality and accepted Locke Tank's recruitment to participate in this unpopular subject.

Same-sex reproduction in Liberi?

Haha, only those big shots with money to burn would come up with such a unnecessary idea.

It would be better to invest this spare money in other projects, at least you can show off the results when they come out!

She has decided that once this project is completed, she will apply to be transferred to another group and continue her studies.

"Oh, that's so boring."

Seeing that Liberi had no intention of paying attention to her, Miss Rupert sighed and continued with her work.

"Collard, where's your girlfriend? I heard she's quite rich, isn't she? Why haven't I seen her come to see you these days?"

Perhaps the atmosphere in the laboratory was too depressing, so Xiao Feilin, who had been recording data, took the lead in talking about a slightly lighter topic.

As soon as they heard that there was some gossip to eat, the others immediately became interested. After all, they were girls, and gossip was much more attractive to them than anything else.

Upon hearing this topic, the fickle Miss Rupert Collard sighed for a moment before she began to pick up what little Philinrui was saying.

"Don't mention it. When I took her out to the movies, her mother ran into us and broke up with us right there."

"I almost got beaten up by the bodyguards he brought with him."

Collor was heartbroken at the thought of the ATM that he was about to get being taken away. He had spent so much time and energy, and was about to get it, but was caught by someone else's parents.

If I had known this earlier, I would have skipped watching the movie. I could have watched it in the hotel anyway.

"Her mother said something like, 'Oh, you are both girls, and this is the only child in our family. You two won't be happy together.'"

"If I can't have children in the future, my family property will have to be passed on to someone else."

With his throat pinched, Collor imitated the woman's words in a pretentious tone.

The strange expression and movement made the others laugh, and even Percy, who was adjusting the potion with his head down, couldn't help laughing.

Seeing that his operation had successfully attracted the attention of most of the girls around him, the conspicuous bag gene in Collor's body began to stir.

"It's just a child, isn't it? We have so many in the basement. If she wants any, I can bring her back in a minute."

Collor pointed to the gate on the side.

"Which of those little guys is not an obedient child? Just bring any one of them home and she will be coaxed into running around."

"Especially the one named Tarina. She's cute and considerate. She never cries or makes a fuss during drug testing. I like children like that."

Hearing the familiar name ringing in his ears, Percy suddenly stopped shaking the test tube.

"She looked so pitiful when she was injected with the drug, even I wanted to hold her in my arms."

After saying that, Collor turned and looked at Percy.

"Boss, seriously, can I adopt that child? Money is easy to talk about."

As a researcher, she still has some family wealth, otherwise she wouldn't be able to hook up with those rich young ladies. You know, the places where those young ladies entertain themselves are not cheap. If she doesn't have some skills, she won't be able to "accidentally meet" them.

Collor's expression was very serious, not at all like her usual frivolous look. It was obvious that she was serious.

"Can't!"

After subconsciously rejecting Collor, Percy was in a daze for a moment. When she came to her senses, she realized how out of control she had been just now.

"I, what I mean is that these are the company's assets and they can't just dispose of them casually like that. That's it."

After speaking haltingly, Percy avoided the gazes of those around him guiltily.

Even though she was prepared, she still couldn't do it.

Every time she gave those children an injection, she would do it herself, because other people knew very little about injections and would always make a few useless holes in those tender arms.

Only she has a deeper understanding of this aspect and can complete the injection without any mistakes.

But when the children were injected with the medicine and their bodies twitched in pain, she would hate herself and hate why she did this.

When he thought that his future experience would be stained with the blood and fluids of these young children, he felt that his worldview was being destroyed.

Teachers in school taught us that scientific progress is inevitably accompanied by sacrifice, and every epoch-making achievement is stained with indelible blood.

Do we really want these young children to bear a fate that does not belong to them?

They are still so young, and they clearly have a more exciting life waiting for them, but now they are trapped here for some reason.

Their lives shouldn’t end here!

The hand holding the test tube clenched tightly into a ball, and Percy's heart gradually became clear.

boom!

After the force applied exceeded the test tube's tolerance limit, the glass test tube broke in Percy's hand.

The sudden change frightened everyone.

"Boss, come on, I won't give up on this idea, okay?"

Looking at the test tube that fell to the ground and broke into pieces, Collor stepped back with a wry smile and stopped talking about the adoption issue.

Percy casually wiped his hands on his clothes, wiped off the remaining medicine on his palms, turned around and left.

"You guys continue with the experiment. I'm going to go out for a while and will be back soon."

After leaving these words, Percy pushed the door open and walked out.

Looking at Percy's back as he walked away, everyone in the laboratory looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

If chatting turns out like this, it’s better not to chat at all.

Outside the door, Percy walked along the wall, avoiding the surveillance cameras throughout the corridor, and came to a hidden corner.

Pulling out the communicator from his pocket, Percy dialed a familiar yet unfamiliar number.

After hesitating for a long time, Percy finally pressed it.

Beep, beep...da!

After ringing for a while, the communicator was connected.

"Is there a problem?"

A cold female voice came from the communicator, without any greeting or self-introduction.

"Aunt Russell, it's me..."

Tickets...Tickets...

Volume 1: Chapter 15: The Dead

Endless white.

Cold metal tools filled with a chill were neatly arranged in various corners, and researchers in formal white coats were carrying out their work in an orderly manner.

There are two huge instruments placed in the middle of the laboratory, with a bed as the base and many auxiliary equipment extending from the sides.

There were restraints, drainage tubes, injection devices, and a huge shadowless surgical lamp hanging from the top. The pale light shone down and reflected on the faces of the two film boys.

"Pay attention to the amount of solution you administer. They are still children, so their safety is paramount."

The gray-haired Locke stood beside the bed, carefully observing the reaction of the Filin boy after being injected with the drug.

Each of the film boys had a metal nameplate on his chest, which recorded his birthplace, age, and name.

Circe, born in Colombia, 14 years old

Bolenifal, born in Colombia, 16 years old

Judging from their appearance, they should be two brothers.

White hair, green eyes, this is not uncommon in the Colombian diaspora, which is mainly composed of immigrants, but when the two are combined, it becomes quite rare.

"Put their safety first. Be careful. Their Originium skills are quite rare. If anything goes wrong, neither you nor I will be able to save our heads!"

Perhaps because he was worried about the researchers under him, Locke repeatedly emphasized that their safety was paramount.

These researchers were recently organized by him. They are scattered across Colombia and each of them is a leader in his respective profession.

These researchers are a mixed bunch, some have resumes filled with honors, while others have been spurned and banned by the authorities, but without exception, their professional knowledge is top-notch.

Locke either bribed them with huge sums of money or threatened them to gather them in this small laboratory and let them work together with him to complete the Ministry of Defense project.

In order to save his life from the hands of the killer, Locke increased the intensity of the experiment and directly skipped the testing stage.

As soon as the medicine produces results, it will be used on the experimental subjects immediately.

However, untested drugs contain too many unknowns. In just seven days, 13 children were sent to the emergency room due to the side effects of the drugs and were in critical condition.

Although he was very reluctant, Locke still ordered the experiment to continue. All he could do was to find a few better doctors for the children who were injured in the experiment.

As a result, the funds were consumed at a rate far beyond his imagination. The experiment had just begun, and a quarter of the funds had been consumed.

He has already contacted other sponsors to try to squeeze a little more out of them.

But those experienced business people who have been in the market for a long time are not so easy to be fooled (the three of them are as cunning as ghosts), and all of them are the kind of people who will not give up until they see the rabbit.

Want to invest? Sure!

Please show us your experimental results.

There was no other way, Locke, feeling disappointed, could only return in disgrace.

Now he could only place his hopes on these highly paid employees (the author was worried), hoping that with their assistance he could develop the K-6 human enhancement agent as soon as possible and hand it over to General Fengti.

He didn't want to see the view from the 30th floor again.

But sometimes, people are just so unlucky. The more you don't want something to happen, the more likely it is to happen.

boom!

The metal door was kicked open, and a team of fully armed soldiers rushed into the laboratory.

The soldiers were dressed in black tactical uniforms, holding a shield and a short-handled hammer in their hands, and three throwing weapons of different styles slung around their waists.

The sudden change made these researchers, who had never seen a scene of fighting, panic. They thought they were reported for taking private work, so they took out their phones and called their supporters.

Only Locke knew that the guy was here again!

When he saw the soldiers' black uniforms, he was prepared. In the whole of Colombia, only that man's subordinates wore clothes of this color.

"You're such a joke. This project is going to require a lot of your help."

A familiar voice sounded from outside the door, and a man dressed in black walked in. Locke was so scared that he immediately lowered his head and dared not look directly at the other person.

The General in Black—Parence Clauberg!

"Long time no see, Lorcan!"

A black shadow floated by, and Palens suddenly appeared in front of Locke. The speed was so fast that the people around him could not react. Several researchers even wiped their glasses, fearing that they had seen it wrong.

"Hello, General! You came so suddenly without telling me so I could make arrangements for you."

With a flattering smile on his face, Locke moved his body away and made a "please come in" gesture with his hands, inviting Palens.

"Why are you being so formal? I'm just here for a stroll."

Palance helped Locke up with his right hand and put his arm on Locke's shoulder, looking like a good brother.

"Please wait a moment. I'll get you the K-6 potion experiment records."

The frightened Locke smiled awkwardly and tried to move Palens' arm away. He was worried that Palens would get angry and accidentally squeeze him to death.

Suddenly, his arms tightened, and just as Locke was about to leave, he was once again held in Palens' arms.

"By the way! Come and see why my funds are being wasted! Hurry!"

Cold words came out of Palens' mouth, and his face, which had been smiling just now, was now cold.

A feeling of uneasiness rose in his heart, and a terrible idea suddenly arose in Locke's mind.