NIKKE, when the stars bloom

Upon hearing the bad idea proposed by his colleague, Voss almost broke out in a cold sweat.

“The first time he was released from prison, the boss of Tetra came to pick him up personally. This time he was escorted by the boss of Paradise. In the meantime, the boss of Missilis even personally named him for questioning. But he was released from prison not long after the questioning.

I think you are still drunk from last night, right? How dare you plot against such a Buddha?

If you think your life is too long, please don't take me with you."

"Tsk, I just said some angry words, is it necessary to scare you like this?" After hearing Voss's reminder, the prison guard was obviously a little scared.

Even though he was being tough, for a moment he did have the urge to do so. But after calming down and thinking about it carefully, he couldn't help but feel that the idea he just had was simply playing with his life.

It would be safer if he found a reason to beat the old bastard to death with a baton himself.

"Vos."

"what happened again."

The unwilling middle-aged prison guard pressed the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray and thought: "You say... that person is quite polite to you and me. Let's not play those tricks and just tell him about it directly. Will he help us teach that old bastard a lesson?"

"...If you want to say it, go and say it yourself." Voss curled his lips and said disdainfully, "I see that you usually collect a lot of cigarette money. How come you suddenly feel a sense of justice?"

"That's not bullshit. He made fun of my daughter. Now I have the chance. Should I find a way to deal with him?"

Recalling the other party's disgusting and sinister grin, the prison guard licked his lips which were dry from smoking, and his expression began to reveal a fierceness again.

"I'll go and talk, it's not like I haven't been a dog before.

As long as that person is willing to help me vent my anger, what does it matter if I serve him as a dog for a few days? "

Chapter 145 I'm not here to reason with you

Enlightenment overnight.

Phoenix has made phased plans for his strategic outline of purging the emperor's entourage.

Because the content was too complicated and boring, the second lieutenant made a brief self-summary.

The first step to take now:

Considering that Letcher has always known the coordinates of the underground Ark, he must first avoid any reasons that would give Letcher the initiative to attack the Ark.

The underground ark needs to recuperate, needs to be cleaned up, needs to recruit soldiers and train generals, and needs to cultivate talents. There are no shortcuts to all of the above and it must take time to accumulate.

Therefore, the most important thing to do now is to find a way to go to the outer area and rape and kill Nikki, the person who intends to lead the Mechanical Lady.

As for whether it will affect the development of the original plot of the game...

He is planning to purge his entourage, why would he care about the development of the game plot? ! !

The fact that the protagonist was not asked to draw blood every day is enough to prove that he is a kind-hearted person with aspirations.

laugh--!

Just as the lieutenant was sharpening his knife and planning murder and arson, the alloy gate of the first-level detention area happened to be opened from the outside.

Voss and a bearded prison guard walked in from the gate with serious expressions.

The two men first smiled at Phoenix in a friendly manner, then turned their heads toward the door and called in the two cleaners standing in the aisle.

Then, Voss pointed at the body on the ground as usual. After two cleaners started to deal with the body, he plucked up his courage and walked towards the gate of cell 001 with his colleagues.

"Lieutenant, dinner is almost here." A prison guard came forward shamelessly, changing his serious expression just now and asked with a smile: "I wonder if you have any dietary restrictions?"

"As for the dietary restrictions...I don't like sweet dishes."

As the saying goes, one never visits someone without a reason. When Phoenix saw Voss actually approaching him and talking to him with such a lewd smile, he naturally guessed that the other party was probably in trouble and wanted to ask for his help.

So, in order to avoid playing dumb, he took the initiative to make a request, saying: "Remember to turn off the surveillance in my room at night. I don't like people peeping at me while I sleep."

"Eh...ah?! Turn off the surveillance???

I may need to consult with my superiors about this, Lieutenant."

Not expecting this gentleman to make such a request, and the content of the request was a bit outrageous, the unprepared prison guard Voss had to try hard to keep his smile on his face and glanced at his bearded colleague beside him.

"Master... cough! It's not that we can't turn off the surveillance. There have been exceptions in the past, Lieutenant."

Perhaps because he was too nervous, Rocan almost bit his tongue when he changed his words. He forced a smile awkwardly, leaned forward and whispered to Phoenix:

“Lieutenant, I’m Lorcan, Voss’s colleague.

It's like this. You know that this level of imprisonment is filled with death row prisoners who may still be useful to the Ark. However, most of these people have been imprisoned for too long, and the higher-ups have actually forgotten about them a long time ago.

For example, the old man in Room 017 was originally a researcher at the Central Research Institute. Later, he was dismissed from the institute for unknown reasons. Less than two years after his dismissal, it was discovered that he was secretly conducting human experiments.

The evidence found in the laboratory alone was enough to prove that he had killed at least six or seven people, and according to the experimental records, one of them was most likely his own wife.

So you don't need to be too polite to these scumbags. Not to mention that we will let you go privately, even if this matter is brought to the attention of the curator, the curator will turn a blind eye."

"Does the researcher have a grudge against you?"

We are all foxes. After hearing the prison guard's goodwill, someone immediately understood the other party's subtle hint.

Why didn't he say this earlier or later, but right after he killed someone? What else could this be but revenge?

"It's okay. I'm just curious. You don't have to tell me."

Seeing that Rocan had an expression that seemed to be hesitant and unable to speak, Phoenix did not force him to tell him the reason. Instead, he gestured for them to open the door and then walked straight to Room 017.

……

"Hello."

Without confirming whether the story was true, the man, upholding the moral principle of respecting the elderly and loving the young, politely greeted the old man in Room 017.

He was an old man as skinny as a monkey, with deep eye sockets and high cheekbones. Judging from the skin exposed outside the prison uniform, it would not be an exaggeration to describe him as skin and bones.

Seeing that a bad guy was coming to his door, the old man did not show too much excitement or panic. Instead, he turned around and smiled kindly at Phoenix.

"What do you want to talk to me about, young man?"

"Yes, but it's nothing serious." The lieutenant smiled and said, "I just want to confirm why you were detained here."

"Oh, you're curious about this.

It’s not a big deal, I just used a few living people for experiments, but someone didn’t like me and used their connections to lock me up here.”

As for Phoenix's question, the old man was very honest. Not only did he not try to hide his lie, but the age spots at the corners of his eyes even wrinkled with excitement when he mentioned the "human experiment".

"So, you think this human experiment is not a big deal?"

"What I do is DNA cloning coding. Compared with this revolutionary cloning technology, it doesn't matter if a few people die." The old man squinted his eyes, with a light in his eyes, as if he was reminiscing about the good old days.

“To put it another way, it wasn’t them who died, and I don’t know why these short-sighted guys were so excited.

Oh yeah, I heard you are the commander, right?

Think about it, as long as the DNA cloning coding is successful, you, the commander, will no longer need to go to the ground. There will be countless cloned men who will serve as commanders for you, and countless cloned women who will serve as Nikki.

Theoretically speaking, everyone is a vested interest in cloning technology. I don't understand why that old guy in the research institute refuses to give in on this research.

He was so unwilling to sacrifice his life that he decided to lock me up here to die."

Phoenix did not refute this theory, but chose to take the initiative to extend the topic.

"According to your assumption, the cost of cloning humans is very cheap? And will they be very obedient?"

"Hey, you are a very insightful young man. You asked the right question."

Seeing that Shaxing was actually interested in discussing cloning technology with him, the old man's eyes brightened again, and even his whole body became more energetic.

"As long as the technology matures, raising cloned humans will be cheaper than raising pigs. At least pigs are edible, but humans are not as edible as pigs.

As for whether they will obey or not, that is also simple. The government can set up a religion, cut off the memory nerves of a fanatic, clone them, and transplant them in batches, and then directly mass-produce fanatic warriors. "

"Is that so? Then what you said is inconsistent with what you said before."

Someone leaned his right arm horizontally on the fence, gently rested his forehead on his forearm, and gently reminded:

“If cloned humans are cheaper than pigs and more obedient than dogs, that’s not a good thing for 99% of people.

Because if that were the case, according to the logic of capital, they would eliminate the middle and lower classes of society as quickly as possible and replace them with clones. "

"Well... there is such a possibility."

After hearing the young man's theory, the old man pondered and stroked his gray beard, with an expression of approval but also a bit of doubt.

"But what does this have to do with you? Since you dared to kill people in the rehabilitation center, even if the three major companies really do what you said, it would not be your turn to die. You are still the vested interest of cloning technology."

Clang——!!!

The old researcher had just finished speaking when he heard an extremely violent collision in the Level 1 confinement room.

Turning around, I saw that the man's iron fist slightly bent an iron pillar of the alloy fence of cell 017.

"No, no, no, old man, you said it yourself."

In front of everyone, the lieutenant raised his right arm again, and the smile on his face gradually lost its original warmth.

"A pyramid is a pyramid that can be cut from the bottom up. No matter how much you cut it, it is still a pyramid. How can you be so sure that I won't be the one to suffer this in the end?"

Clang——!!!

Another punch.

Under the violent impact, the solid steel bar could not bear the force and was dented by the nano's right arm.

"But these arguments are secondary issues to me."

Phoenix looked at his own results with satisfaction, his green eyes filled with an emotion called "impatient".

"The main problem is that in our area, if we don't oppose human experimentation, it's tantamount to insulting the martyrs."

Clang——!!!

The bent alloy steel bar was knocked away on the spot and fell to the ground, making a pleasant tinkling sound.

Then, under the old man's stunned gaze, the lieutenant turned sideways and slowly walked into the 017 fence gate, moving his shoulders and saying:

"I'm sorry, after talking so much, I'm not here to reason with you."

“As for me…

"I'm here to take you on your way."

Chapter 146: So they are in that kind of relationship?!

In the last few years of his life, Lao Zasui always firmly believed that his old friends from the Central Research Institute would take time to visit him and have a good debate with him about the ethical issues of human cloning.

But the old bastard had never imagined that on the last leg of his life, a young man who was very sensible but unreasonable would appear.

Boom-! ! !

When the steel bar on the ground pierced through the abdominal cavity and was nailed into the wall, when life was slowly but obviously withdrawing from the body.

at this moment,

Looking down at the bleeding body, the prisoner who had lived for seventy-five years finally recalled the pain and fear.

"I...I want to see the director of the Central Research Institute!"

The old man wailed, holding the steel bars in front of his abdomen tightly with both hands, not daring to move his body at all, for fear that the slightest movement would destroy the airtightness between the steel bars and his flesh, thereby causing heavy bleeding.

"…I, I want to see Koch!"

However, no one paid attention to him, and no one dared to pay attention to him.

Because there was an evil spirit standing right in front of him, sitting on his bed, determined to watch him die bit by bit.

"You, you can't kill me..."

The blood flowed through the stomach and down the esophagus into the throat of the offal. After tasting the blood, the old man no longer insisted. His tone contained both reluctant pleading and ungrateful threats.

"I still have some key experimental data in my mind. If you...if you kill me, those experiments...those people will have died in vain."

Unfortunately, the only response he got was still silence.

To be more precise, it was a kind of disdain. The young man in front of him didn't care about his results at all, just like he didn't care about those experimental subjects who cried and screamed.

He just wanted him dead.

A simple wish without any utilitarian purpose.

……