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Hazy drizzle scattered, wet the road of the colony.

Half an hour ago, the weather department of the colonial satellite had already issued a notice to let the citizens of this capital satellite prepare for countermeasures.

However, in some dark corners, there is a thin figure looking anxiously at the street dotted with colorful umbrellas where people come and go.

The only difference is that the rain scene on the street is not as playful and laughing as in the memory of the thin figure, with all kinds of faces.

Some are serious, even almost gloomy faces.

The atmosphere was even more oppressive, low, and almost impossible to breathe.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the end of the street.

The gloomy and gloomy crowd around them immediately showed a hint of panic when they saw the appearance of the person who caused the riot.

It was a group of men wearing black clothes with a spiral coat of arms made of metal such as copper or silver on the neckline, and most of their faces were covered by black military caps.

Seeing these men, some women took a few steps back in horror, and immediately retreated to both sides of the street, lowering their heads, not daring to look at the people walking quickly from the end of the street.

And the thin figure hidden in the dark corner, like those terrified women, was shocked, got up quickly, and fled deeper into the dark corner.

At first, the men who were rummaging around to check their identities did not find the thin figure hiding in a dark corner.

For them, this is just a job to receive an emergency patrol mission!

Since the alien zerg beta broke through the line of defense two years ago, threatening the security of the world, and was defeated by the interstellar whale that suddenly appeared, the Supreme Council finally made a major decision before facing an ever-increasing crisis.

That is, the full implementation of the destiny plan advocated by the current speaker Gilbert Durandal.

From now on, all citizens including ZAFT, even those who intend to join, will get one or more opportunities for genetic testing, and according to the final results of the genetic testing, they will be assigned to various positions , Contribute to the crisis that is about to face or has already been faced.

In the beginning, under the common goal and the ideal of protecting the homeland, the implementation of the destiny plan indeed exploded with unprecedented strength.

In just two years, the power he has has far surpassed when he first contacted Zerg Beta.

However, there must be a dark side that cannot be taken into account behind excessive and rapid growth.

That is behind the seemingly glamorous Fate Plan—a special department set up to implement the various regulations and projects of the Fate Plan—Clottor.

Once this special department was established, named after the goddess who held the thread of the future and life in ancient Greek mythology, many elite personnel were recruited from ZAFT to enrich it for the implementation of the destiny plan. strength.

Among them, the personnel transferred to this department all have common characteristics.

That is, to absolutely support the Fate Project, and to be loyal to the Chairman of the Supreme Council, Gilbert Durandal, who is currently in charge of the Fate Project.

Under Durandal's instructions and the many regulations of the Destiny Plan, many citizens, including foreigners, are defined as incompetent for positions involving precise operations, and can only be assigned to many positions of manual labor.

At the beginning, there were naturally voices of dissatisfaction.

There were even riots of various scales in places with harsh environments.

At this time, it was the moment when this special team named Clotho was dispatched.

After more than a dozen turmoil, riots, and even **** conflicts of various scales, the fate plan has become a "god" hanging above it.

And the special department that bears the name of Clotho is the envoy under the "God".

Gilbert Durandal, who stood between the two, naturally became the one who controls "destiny".

Of course.

Fate plans are not absolutely precise.

Durandal can't guarantee this either.

Therefore, if the expected results are still not achieved after multiple genetic tests, then you can apply to the Supreme Council for further testing, and distribute the recessive genes that can be transformed, captured by the fate plan, and further A special potion that analyzes the potential it possesses.

No doubt this will be a labor-intensive application.

Therefore, since it was implemented, not many people have been able to pass it, and not many people have even seen the special potion that can change genes and stimulate hidden potential.

However,

Nothing is absolute!

On a certain road in April City, a vehicle that had a sudden accident attracted the attention of a little girl who was hurrying home with hard-earned food.

In the swaying, flames of burning vehicles, the little girl saw a dying man covered in blood and a box in his arms.

"Help...me...send to...yard...dock..."

The man noticed the existence of the little girl, and with his last breath, he pointed to the box in his arms.

"This... is... hope..."

"Bang!

In the dark alleyway, the thin and careful figure accidentally bumped into the water pipe at the bend.

Although the sound is not very loud, it is so obvious in a secluded corner.

It is so obvious that you only need to stand at the entrance of the alley to hear the movement inside clearly.

"There is someone inside! Quick! Go search!"

As soon as Cloto's team members heard the abnormal noise, they immediately left the passers-by who were being questioned by them, and quickly rushed into the dark alley.

Panic set in.

Holding the blood-stained box tightly with both hands, the thin figure was already at a loss.

In my mind, I have already been occupied by two completely different voices.

One, tell her to run away with the box immediately!

Another one, let her drop the box and beg those clotors for mercy.

However, in the depths of her memory, she clearly remembered how her parents were dragged away from home by Clotho half a year ago, and then never came back.

"No! No! And my brother!

My brother is still waiting for me to come home! "

A small face dyed colorful with paint can't help but emerge from the depths of memory.

That is her brother.

A little boy who likes to draw and paint since he was a child.

In her opinion, her younger brother has been able to draw beautiful pictures since he was very young.

Whether it's the little flower at the door, the kitten who likes to lie on the door, or the father who always likes to lie on the sofa, smoking a cigarette and reading the newspaper, his younger brother can draw very similar paintings.

Once, she thought that her younger brother would be an outstanding painter when he grew up.

But,

But,

But why, after accepting the test of fate that my father said, my younger brother who is so good at painting is defined as a human being who is not suitable for a career in art?

what is this?

She doesn't understand!

but she knows

Now, she must return to her brother's side!

escape!

Must run away!

The small figure quickly disappeared into the dark alley.

Here is the environment she is familiar with!

After losing her parents, as an elder sister, she faced a dark alley, but she had to muster up the courage to walk inside, so as to become familiar with everything here, and gain a little life for her younger brother and herself. It was the basis for her to escape from Clotho, who made most of the citizens fearful.

"Bang!

The glass full of juice was swept to the ground, and the glass shards were scattered everywhere in the splash of juice.

The glass shards that reflected the light and the last trace of juice flowed frightened the surrounding servants to rush forward to clean it.

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded, and the servant who was bending over to clean couldn't help but shudder a few times in fright.

What is even more incomprehensible is that the person who scares the adult servants and even the silent bodyguards around him is actually a little boy.

The immature face of the little boy can't see any innocence that belongs to his age, some are only serious, and some are cold.

It's just a little boy who can be so cruel that it makes the adults around him shudder.

What exactly is going on? !

"Oh? What happened?"

At this time, the door opened, and a slender and tall figure walked in surrounded by everyone.

As soon as he saw that slender and tall figure, the coldness on the little boy's face disappeared as quickly as ice and snow melted, and finally he showed an innocent smile that only belonged to his age.

"Jill! You're back!"

Gilbert Durandal.

This man, who is the current speaker of the Supreme Council and the general manager of the Destiny Project, finally let go of his serious face from busy work when he saw the little boy running towards him, and revealed a kind face.

"Well, I'm back. Dear little Kurus."

With his hands in his arms, Durandal picked up the little boy.

Seeing this, the surrounding attendants immediately called the surrounding servants to leave the room together, leaving the private space for the "father and son".

Kurus-Kuradis.

Not long after the Fate Project was in full swing, the Fate Project discovered a potential seed with outstanding leadership skills.

Coincidentally.

This so-called seed of potential is ZAFT's famous hero, the son of the captain of the legendary battleship Minerva, Thalia Kuradis.

The release of this result not only excited Zaft, but also attracted the attention of the Supreme Council.

After repeated monitoring and verification, facing the final result, Zaft and the Supreme Council did not hesitate to launch an unknown meeting to discuss the ownership of the seeds.

Durandal, who has the final decision, never expressed his opinion.

The same goes for Thalia Koradis as a mother.

The attitude of the two on the sidelines made the meeting last for three days and three nights. In the end, Kurus-Kuradis decided on his own whereabouts as a result of this meeting, which can be called a black history meeting between Zaft and Zaft. full stop.

"Jill. Where's Mother?"

Durandal carried Kurus to the balcony, looked down at the little boy in his arms who decided to study with Durandal, and smiled.

"Thalia is picking up in Hong Kong right now. It will take about an hour to come back! Kurus, don't worry."

"yes?"

Durandal was keenly aware of Kurus's hesitation.

Thinking of what he saw when he came in, I'm afraid the little boy wanted to hide something.

However, before UU Reading www.uukanshu.com could wait for Durandal to speak, Cruus confessed automatically.

"Jill. The lab seems to be missing an injectable."

"Injections?"

Durandal's complexion changed, but he immediately returned to normal.

"Really? I'll send someone to track it down immediately."

"No. I've sent someone to track it down."

Looking at Kurus' anxious face, Durandal showed a slight smile.

"It doesn't matter. The more people, the more power."

The medicine in the laboratory is of course important.

But now what I hold in my arms is the son of Thalia Kurades, and at the same time, it is also my own son.

What's more, the future master of destiny!

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