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I froze in place.

The professor glanced at me and said, "What do you want? There is no problem with the process of extracting your eggs, but we found them after fertilizing the eggs. The cells are aging too fast. We tried rescue measures, but they only let the fetus Become deformed. Humans should have no chance in fertility science, but we have a last resort here. "

"What way?" I asked with a sip of coffee.

"That's why I let you come here, let you look at the experimental body we just discovered." The professor said.

"Experimental body? Number one?" I mumbled and followed the professor towards the inside of the prison.

"We were also shocked when we found him, but he is the last hope of mankind." The professor said while walking.

I nodded my head. Since it is the last hope of mankind, I want to take a look.

Could it be a hermaphrodite?

"Xiaowei, do you think a normal person can escape from this prison?" Said the professor.

I glanced around and said, "How is it possible? How can we escape from here?"

"No, no, no one crossed it twice," the professor said.

"Two times? Impossible?" I asked curiously.

"It was two times, and they all succeeded. This was the second time he had been jailbroken, and he was caught back to arrange a separate room for him," the professor said.

Along the way, the outermost prisoners were kept in separate rooms in black and white stripes.

There was a door inside, and the prisoners' clothes turned orange.

Another door passed, and only a dozen people were on this floor.

All are blood red.

I asked the professor: "The color of the prison uniform indicates the severity of the prisoner, right?"

"Your observation skills are very good, but I heard that the red clothes were white at the earliest. They fight and self-harm. Soon the clothes can no longer be cleaned, and then they slowly evolve into red," the professor said.

I nodded my head.

The last door opened.

White corridor.

The walls of the room are made of glass.

A man in the most central small room is doing push-ups.

His every move has no privacy at all.

I patted the glass wall and said, "Why is glass?"

"Don't underestimate these glasses, this is ultra-tempered glass. This is what the glass cover of the president's speech does, even the most powerful laser can't shoot through it," the professor said.

"Then the innermost part is our experimental body? How do you think it is an ordinary person?" I said.

"I'll tell you about his deeds. The first time he caught him. He was stealing a car and his conviction was very light. He only wore black and white clothes and was locked in the outer layer, but he escaped from prison the next week." Said the professor.

"Prison break? How is it possible." I asked curiously.

"The three policemen were killed in one breath and ran out of the main entrance," the professor said.

"Did anyone shoot?" I asked curiously.

"There was fog in the night," the professor said.

"Don't all the guns have thermal imaging?" I asked doubtfully.

"This is where he is awesome. He put a blanket in the sink of the toilet in advance. Then he put on the blanket and the cold blanket with water absorbed the heat from him. In the fog, it disappeared without a shadow. Trace, "the professor said.

"So caught again?" I said.

"Well, he was murdering when he was caught for the second time. He was directly locked into the second-level orange cell. After careful investigation, he knew that he had killed eight people when he first went to prison and escaped for a month. A total of thirteen people were killed here, "said the professor.

"My God? Thirteen people?" I said in surprise.

Murder is now a felony of felony, but because human beings can no longer bear children. The relative death penalty was abolished because human beings can no longer die casually.

"What about later? He should have escaped once again, right?" I asked.

"Yes, his second escape can be said to shock the entire prison," the professor said.

"How did he escape from prison the second time?" I said in surprise.

"In a month, he launched a civil unrest in the prison. He took advantage of the chaos to kill the guards who guarded him and hid the guards in the closet. Then he disguised himself as a guard and walked out of the gate, and walked out generously," said the professor.

"Isn't that possible? It's so bizarre." I said.

"So this time he was detained alone, and of course he asked if he had any associates. He replied that there was, but the prisoners who knew him in prison said he was a lone traveler." The professor said again.

"This? I wouldn't admit that he was a partner?" I said.

"Everyone thought about it at the beginning, but when he began to report the names of his associates. The last person reported was the prison guard who was killed by him. The names reported before were also those killed by him. Said the professor.

"What is this and what?" I couldn't figure out what to do.

"Later, the psychiatrist was called in by the prison, and the psychiatrist told him that he was an accomplice. Because he does have 16 personalities in his mind, these 16 personalities are all his associates," said the professor.

"Oh my god." I couldn't believe it.

"We need him now to save humanity from being extinct," the professor said.

"He? Why is he?" I asked puzzled.

In the innermost room, I stood with the professor.

In front of him was the prisoner who killed fifteen people, and also the prisoner who possessed these sixteen personalities.

He was calm and looked at me and the professor.

I think he knows that as long as this glass door doesn't open, he can't hurt us.

The professor said to the guards around him: "Anesthetize him, we brought a permit."

The guard opened the gate and green gas sprayed into the prisoner's room.

The prisoner dodged by covering his nose, and even picked up the cup on the table to wet the quilt to cover his mouth and nose.

Then it was posted to the ground to minimize the inhalation of these gases.

I watched his move and thought about what the professor and I described before.

Sure enough, it was too dangerous.

He looked at the prisoner until he fainted on the floor.

The professor pointed to me and said, "Go inside and carry him, and we will go back to the laboratory."

"This? Professor. Is it safe?" I asked panicly.

The prison guard said: "The elephants have to sleep all day and night when they smell it. People smell paralysis all over the body. It is impossible to move within three days. You can rest assured. If you are not worried, I am giving him a shot to calm down."

I immediately nodded my head.

The guard opened the door and took out the needle.

As soon as he bent down to inject, the prisoner covered the prison guard with a quilt.

Then, when everyone hadn't responded, he broke the prison guard's neck.

I almost immediately pressed the switch that the guard had just opened.

Beat hard, hoping the door will close sooner.

But the prisoner rushed at me and pinched my neck.

The other prison guards reacted and raised their guns, and the prisoner immediately raised me in front of him.

I saw the syringe on the prisoner's leg, which had penetrated half of it.

I immediately squeezed the needle into it.

In an instant, the prisoner collapsed.

I watched the prisoner look lost.

The professor hid behind the guards and said, "Okay, Xiaowei. Take him away."

I shook my head helplessly, calming myself down and carrying him.

He picked him up, as the professor said. .

A week later, in the underground laboratory in State B.

I received the professor's invitation to participate in the final step of the experiment.

Super tempered glass exactly like the prison.

Surround the prisoner in a small round vessel.

The hands and feet have been removed, leaving only the neck in the area where you can move.

I looked at the professor and said, "Why is this?"

"Cut off the limbs to allow him to have less space to move, so as to reduce physical exertion. Let the organs age slower, which is convenient for us to complete the dark blue plan." The professor said.

"Dark Blue Project?" I said.

"We don't have the technology to make the world immortal, but we still have the technology to make a person immortal," the professor said.

"You mean to make him immortal?" I pointed to the prisoner.

"Yes, the second step of the Deep Blue project is to use a computer to simulate a human world and a nuclear bomb button. Then bring a VR device to the prisoner to make the prisoner at least one hundred percent believe that the button is really pressed." The professor said.

I thought about the logic of the professor and let him kill the world in his mind.

Then he has the personality of the whole world.

"But can he have so many personalities?" I said.

All the people present looked at me in surprise.

"We don't know if we can succeed, but the potential of the human brain is unlimited," the professor said.

"This is the last hope of mankind? But? Can the infinite personality in a person's mind be regarded as the continuation of mankind?" I said.

"Scientifically, because he is a person. Of course, the person in his mind is also a person. The start button of this program is now in front of us. It was originally pressed by the president. Of course, he did not support the plan but did not object. I can only choose one person to press for him, and I will give you this opportunity now, "said the professor.

"Why me?" I said.

"Because how to cheat the criminals, it is not as real as the real destruction of all mankind. And this crime of killing all mankind, only you bear the most appropriate." The professor said, grabbed my hand and put it on the button .

Press gently. . .

Then the sound of explosion continued from above.

"Is this a real nuclear bomb button?" I said.

But the people around him have already committed suicide one by one.

and many more.

Let at least one personality of the prisoner think that he has destroyed the world.

Let at least one personality of the prisoner think that he has destroyed the world.

Let at least one personality of the prisoner think that he has destroyed the world.

I closed my eyes and my head was tumbling.

I opened my eyes again.

I soaked in the blue petri dish, and all my limbs were amputated.

In front of me was a laboratory, which was already covered with dust.

There are still a few bones in front of me, and I don't know how long I have died.

This dream seems to be at an end. Who will give this first perspective this time? It seems that everyone has done it more than once, it is really difficult to choose.

There was light music again in my ears.

"Someone is in the middle of looking for a subway station

Someone is on the sidewalk in destiny

Someone is cooking numbly in the middle of the kitchen

Someone is clamoring at the edge of the bedroom

How is it different when you look at others

Sometimes it hurts

Maybe these people have different processes and the same goal

Maybe we are in it. . . . "

(Today is November 27, 2017. After seeing a female reader reading my story in Post Bar. I think I hate women and think women are just fertility tools. And I over-interpret some plots and point to the author ’s human distortion. It ’s not your fault, I ’m sorry. It ’s my fault to let you have this strange thought, I love my girlfriend very much. And I ’m also a mother and raised, I have never hated anything. I also wrote about the destruction of humanity No less than ten times, if you think that I am against humans. It is really unfortunate for the writers. Thousands of years ago, the writing prison was linked to the nine families. Nowadays, online public opinion is not as good as before ...

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