Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Chapter 154 5. Subject No. 13 [53/100]

The "Weapon X" plan is a counter-strategic plan adopted by the old guys of the Ministry of National Defense who have experienced the baptism of the Cold War thinking out of the threat to the mutants.

To put it bluntly, its core is still the same old Cold War, nothing new, no matter how you look at this thing, it looks like the kind of thing the Nazis did to the Jews back then, a typical crazy behavior of the mutant threat theory.

It was Stryker, who had the deepest aversion to mutants, who proposed this weapon plan at the beginning. He planned to gather the high-quality abilities of many, many mutants to create a "Destroyer" that completely obeyed orders and obeyed commands. , to counter the threat of a mutant society that has tended to unite in recent years.

But frankly speaking, this plan was difficult at the beginning, because the ability of mutants is determined by a small segment of the gene segment, and the length of this gene segment is limited, so the capacity it can accommodate is also limited, and many times, Once a problem at the genetic level conflicts, the body of an excellent test subject will collapse instantly.

As for the secrets of genes, scientists in this era know too little. Most of the time, Stryker has to rely on two methods of "mongering" and "guessing", which leads to extremely low efficiency.

However, in the three years after Subject No. 13 was sent to the base, Weapon X was advancing 10 times faster than before. The scientists here developed three sets of perfect ability matching systems, and even had several A primary completed test product.

All of this is due to the special ability of Experimental No. 13.

"But this is at the cost of consuming the sustainable use of Experimental No. 13!"

A scientist with thick glasses and a beard threw the planner in his hand on the table in front of Stryker and said angrily,

"I don't agree with this rough experimental arrangement!"

"In the past three years, we have carried out 27 sets of gene transplants on him, and summed up three sets of ability matching tables, but now his gene chain has entered the stage of collapse in advance because of the heavy load. He is just an ordinary mutant. He doesn't have such a strong self-healing ability. This time you even arranged for the forced implantation of as many as 6 gene fragments... If it is really carried out, he will die due to genetic collapse in less than a month !"

The scientist seemed to be a stubborn person. Regardless of his identity, he yelled at the supreme commander of the base,

"It's not worth it, we can still repair his gene chain, relying on his ability, we can completely assemble a more perfect test product!"

He was out of breath. For a 60-year-old man, such agitation is rare. He slowed down his shortness of breath. He sat on the chair opposite Stryker and said in a low voice,

"This...is inhumane!"

"humane?"

Stryker snorted, he took out a cigar, and cut off the tail with a cigar cutter. This ruthless soldier's movements are very elegant, but his words are extremely cold,

"Are you talking about humanity? Professor Hawkins, in the past five years, 17 test subjects died on your test bench, and your hands are already covered in blood...not to mention, test subject No. 13 Who is responsible for the 27 gene transplant experiments?"

He picked up his cigar, his cold eyes fell on the professor in front of him, and he whispered,

"Who, driven by the fanatical desire for research, turned a healthy person into a twisted monster? Is it me?"

Professor Hawkins didn't say anything, but his face was already flushed, but Stryker still didn't let him go, he continued,

"And who suggested that I transplant him a super self-healing gene so that your cruel experiment can continue?"

"Come on, there is no difference between you and me, Professor, we are all executioners!"

The general took a deep breath of smoke, and then let it out slowly. He stood up, walked to the trembling professor, and patted his shoulder lightly, as if to comfort him.

"Do you know why I don't agree to inject super self-healing genes into Experimental No. 13?"

"Because we can't control him... In fact, if you really count, he with the ability to devour is the most perfect model of the Weapon X project, but you have also seen that we tried to implant him with electronic chips to control his thinking. All experiments have failed, we cannot control him, this is a dangerous existence."

Professor Hawkins countered,

"We can try more advanced control methods...we don't need to just destroy it, you know? General, he is a miracle born among mutants. I have never seen such a wonderful ability. Darwin The theory of evolution is so realistic... His existence itself is the perfect embodiment of evolution! We can't just destroy it!"

"Huh? A miracle?"

Stryker stood up, walked to the other side, picked up the documents on the table and flipped through them,

"A miracle that can't be controlled, I would rather not... If he breaks free from the shackles, he will be the first to cut your neck and mine! Also, professor, don't think I don't know that the past 3 years What are you doing!"

He turned around and looked at the fidgeting Professor Hawkins with a cold expression.

"Swallowing... Experiment 13's instinctive fusion and evolution ability is the best petri dish. You only need to implant several X gene fragments into his body at one time, and then supply him with enough energy to rely on The role of phagocytosis itself and a period of cultivation, it is easy to tell which capabilities can be combined and which capabilities will cause gene collapse."

"This kind of boring work, even a child who can use permutation and combination algorithms, can easily complete it. Hawkins, think about your family, think about your poor grandchildren? Tell me you can do it for them Give up everything, that's why I summoned you here!"

"boom"

Stryker threw a pistol on the table, startled Professor Hawkins, bent down, and whispered in the professor's ear,

"I didn't invite you here to watch you beg for mercy from a mutant! You are not a necessity here... Your value is not even more important than the presence of Test Subject 13 itself... If you don't want to Do it, I can find someone to replace you at any time, and your wish will never come true! You bastard!"

"Go and prepare for the experiment now! This will be the last experiment for Test Subject No. 13, and then we will bury him! The new test subject has been sent over, and I want you to prepare it for me within a month. Will take it to New York...Whether this plan can continue depends on this demonstration! Do you understand?"

"Well, if you insist!"

Professor Hawkins adjusted his collar indifferently, and he strode out. Stryker looked at the back of the old guy, his narrowed eyes were full of cold killing intent, but a few minutes later, when After he calmed down, he picked up the phone on the table and dialed.

"Jamie...Poshkin's treatment will start soon, but what about the things I want to see?"

The whistling wind from the opposite side could be heard from the microphone, and Jamie's voice sounded out with difficulty, "General Stryker, I have found that base again, and figured out the rules for its gate opening, and drew a Detailed drawings! I'm rushing back to Canada right now, and as soon as my brother recovers, I'll do it!"

"Hmph... I hope so."

Stryker snorted coldly. After pondering for a moment, he said to Jamie who was trekking hard in Siberia in the ice and snow at the other end,

"You and Yuriko come back as quickly as possible. After I finish handling the matter here, I will go to Siberia with you, Jamie, you'd better not lie to me, otherwise..."

On the other side, Professor Hawkins has prepared the test bench. After a complex, fully computer-controlled mechanical arm movement, a heavy box made of steel, like a coffin, was lowered from above the laboratory. With his left hand wearing a white glove, the professor entered a 17-digit password on the manipulator. The next moment, with the sound of gears turning, the giant steel coffin was slowly opened.

The test subject that was wrapped around almost every corner of the body by black chains was exposed, the famous test subject No. 13 in this base.

The genetic collapse caused by the long-term genetic experiment is a terrible result. In addition to his internal organs having begun to rot, what is even more terrifying is that his appearance has been completely distorted. Except for that face, he can still see the original Saibo. Outside the shadow of his body, the skin of his whole body has been split, black blood, and a left arm like a skeleton, and a right arm that is as thick as his body but like a twisted octopus tentacles. His legs are seriously injured Distorted and deformed, when those eyes were opened, only two pupils emitting dark red light could be seen.

Just like a monster crawling out of hell!

"Ahem, professor...I'm dying, right?"

Seber turned his head, his swollen face was expressionless, but any assistant who saw those eyes would turn away in fear, only Professor Hawkins could barely meet his eyes, he looked at the twisted monster like Saibo, as if seeing some kind of precious treasure, he comforted in a low voice,

"Don't worry, number 13, we're healing your genetic breakdown this time, and you'll be fine."

"hehe"

Saibo's eyes narrowed. He was already familiar with the structure of this laboratory. He smiled. In this already tattered body, there was a tearing pain accompanied by a powerful activation. Power floated on his body.

The bloodshot eyes in those eyes are almost connected into substance, just like the pupils of real blood.

Feeling something was wrong, Professor Hawkins stepped back, and the next moment, the black chain wrapped around Seber's body suddenly stretched, and then made a crackling sound.

"Quick! Inject the sedative! Quick!"

Professor Hawkins yelled, and at the next moment, four thick needles, like injection needles for elephants, appeared from above Sable's body and landed downwards, but at the same time, the chains wrapped around his tentacled right arm It had already been broken, and the tentacles like octopus claws slapped frantically on the surface of the outer tempered glass.

"You lied to me! You lied to me!"

"Kill you! Kill you!"

"Roar!"

Just three times later, the glass that could stop the bullets was cracked, and the black, stretchable claws with black scales pierced through the broken glass, swept around the laboratory, and then an assistant caught off guard , With just a slight force, his body was directly torn apart, minced meat and blood splashed out, making the laboratory look like a ghost.

"Number 13 breaks free! Super powerful sedative! Quick!"

Professor Hawkins' trembling voice sounded, the tentacles whistling and messing up everything around them had already torn four people apart, and it opened before Professor Hawkins' eyes, just like tentacles and sharp teeth in the sea The octopus, with less than 3 meters to go, can unscrew his old head directly.

But at this moment, the sedative took effect, Sable's screams and his tentacles waving around became limp, Professor Hawkins escaped his life, he was also limp on the ground, and Shi who came over after hearing the news Trek didn't even look at the minced meat and disgusting blood and the stump on the ground.

He looked left and right, and the six blood samples waiting to be stripped of serum inserted into the high-speed centrifuge were still intact, and the equipment for the injection procedure was not damaged. Having been reduced to the lowest level, the general heaved a sigh of relief. He glanced at the frightened Professor Hawkins with disgust, stepped forward, and twisted the centrifuge with his own hands. The extracted blood began to rotate rapidly, separating the most precious serum from the blood.

He watched the preparation of the serum injected into 6 different syringes, Stryker straightened his clothes, and announced indifferently,

"The experiment continues!"

And among the fragments of limbs that he didn't even look at, some of the glass shards of the test tubes were mixed with the blood. If he could put them together, he would get 5 complete blood test tube fragments, but now... No one pays attention to these anymore.

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