Apocalypse: I Have a Super Farm

It was late at night, but the umbrella company still had no one to rest.

Everyone is busy for this amazing super human.

"Boss... there is a very important matter." The research director came over and said solemnly: "We found that his genes cannot be replicated like the previous superhumans, and his genes seem to be more complex. Technology can't clone yet!"

Bai Changyun's face did not become ugly because of this incident, on the contrary, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"The more this is, the more precious and powerful he is..."

Seeing this, the scientific research director said again: "We have tested and found that his ability is far more than just attacking the brain and electrical appliances... He can even read the pictures in other people's minds, although it is only simple."

Bai Changyun raised his eyebrows slightly: "Read the memory?"

"That's right." The research director nodded and said, "Although the first reading was only a very crude picture, we are conducting the second reading experiment..."

"Whose brain memory did you let him read?" Bai Changyun asked suddenly.

"It's a researcher in our research center," said the research director.

"Stupid pig!" Bai Changyun's expression suddenly changed, and he scolded angrily: "People in the Chinese and Western scientific research know the real situation of drug experiments. In this way, he doesn't know that what he is doing is not a drug experiment, but..."

The face of the research director also changed.

Bai Changyun strode towards the scientific research area.

Although Gandhi will know the truth of the drug experiment in the future, Bai Changyun is confident that he will sink into the sugar-coated cannonballs of the umbrella company during this period of time. After a period of time, he will slowly reveal the truth to him. After buffering, I believe Gandhi will not cause any more riots.

Bai Changyun is very experienced and skilled in how to corrupt people's perseverance and hatred.

But now it happened so suddenly!

What would have happened if Gandhi knew the truth about this tonight?

Bai Changyun strode into the scientific research area.

I saw Gandhi standing in the center of the huge scientific research room, the expression on his face was madly twisted, and his whole body was shaking.

Several researchers suffered from nosebleeds,

She hid in the corner of the research room in horror.

Seeing Bai Changyun walking in, Gandhi suddenly raised his head, with the deepest hatred in his eyes, and squeezed a sentence from his teeth: "That's not a drug experiment... You are more evil than the devil!"

There is real-time translation software in the scientific research hall, which is not damaged at this time, and clearly conveys Gandhi's words into Bai Changyun's ears.

Bai Changyun's heart sank, but his mood remained stable: "I hope you can calm down."

"You killed thousands, tens of thousands! They are all my compatriots..." Gandhi's eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed eager to rush up to kill Bai Changyun immediately.

Brush and pull!

More than a dozen guards directly raised their guns and aimed at Gandhi's head and heart.

"You figure out what era is it now? You are abandoned refugees, and even if our people don't go, you won't survive for long." Bai Changyun waved to the people beside him, signaling them to put down their weapons: "And in In this apocalypse, even parents and brothers can betray each other, just for a bite of food! What are your compatriots who can't even name them?"

"You are the lucky one who is favored by God, and you are destined to be different from those people! Their corpses are just to pile up the stairs for you to ascend to heaven!"

"You are one of a kind!"

"You are the most special person!"

"Don't you want to give up your luck, which is one in ten thousand, for the so-called compatriots and ridiculous morality, and give up the prosperity and wealth that you are about to get at your fingertips?"

"The dead are dead, all you have to do now is to think only about yourself!"

"You have survived the single-plank bridge of nine deaths, don't you want to see the rewards you are about to get?"

Bai Changyun's words seemed to have some kind of magical power, which made Gandhi's eyes gradually no longer have the fierce aggression just now.

clap clap!

Bai Changyun clapped his hands lightly.

The door of the research room was opened again.

Several women walked in, making the entire research room extremely ambiguous.

They include Europeans, Yanhuang, Russians, and North Koreans. Each of them is extremely plump and tall, wearing very revealing clothes, looking very attractive.

Each of them carried a golden tray with red wine, steak, precious fruit, a lot of gold jewelry, and a sharp gun on it.

What Bai Changyun gave to Gandhi brought together beauty, food, money, and power.

This is something no man can refuse.

"There are two paths in front of you now... One is to abandon everything in front of you and start a war with us for your so-called compatriots and morality!"

"The other one is much simpler. Reach out and take what is in front of you. These are all yours! And there will be more in the future!"

Gandhi's Adam's apple wriggled up and down.

He wanted to kill Bai Changyun very strongly just now, but for some reason, he was completely powerless at this time.

Bai Changyun waved his hand, and the beauties walked towards Gandhi with a smile.

The red wine is mellow, the fruit is sweet...

But more attractive than these delicacies are the beauties.

White skin and long thighs staggered in front of Gandhi, throwing his mind into chaos.

Snapped!

A beautiful woman directly pushed Gandhi down, sat on his lower abdomen, and fed him red wine in a mouth-to-mouth manner.

The bright red wine dripped from the brighter red lips and flowed into Gandhi's mouth. He only felt a strange feeling that he had never had before going straight to his mind. In an instant, he seemed to be in a fairyland.

Suddenly, Gandhi grabbed the wrist of the girl sitting on his waist, looked at it for a long time, and asked suddenly, "Are you... Kshatriya?"

Kshatriya is a race in ancient India, with a high level, mainly royalty, nobility and gentry, belonging to the higher class.

And the Sudra to which Gandhi belongs is the lowest race, and can only be regarded as the lowest servant at ordinary times!

"Yes." The girl nodded, her nationality and class could be seen from her skin color and appearance.

A strange smile suddenly appeared on Gandhi's face, like a pervert.