"How can you treat your daughter like this...?"

Chu Zhiyun couldn't believe his ears, and his face was hard to see, like a broken glass mirror. She had no choice but to retreat, and her voice was filled with crying, "That's your flesh and blood!"

"It turns out you never understand. I have said just now that 'flesh and family affection' is just a remnant of the primitive animal nature of our body. It is a very low-level, backward, and stupid emotional fluctuation."

Zhou Xiuyun said lightly, "The so-called 'human nature' is the combination of 'animal nature' and 'divine nature'. Only by constantly meditating and practicing, constantly overcoming and eliminating our own animal nature can we gradually move closer to the divinity, and finally, completely integrate into the glory of the gods and become part of the 'divine'.

"Now you-you don't understand, but it doesn't matter. If you are lucky enough to withstand the "test" of the next few decades, you will definitely understand that all sufferings are false; all the so-called seven emotions and six desires and free will are dreams and bubbles, and only the "God" is the only real existence in the universe, the only thing worth defending and pursuing.

"Time is up, prepare to welcome your...the future!"

She smiled and stretched out her arm, as if she wanted to touch Chu Zhiyun's cheek.

Chu Zhiyun was stunned for a long time, watching the other person's fingertips about to touch him, as if facing a ball of poisonous snake that was "hissing".

She suddenly let out a scream, and she broke free from the purifiers on both sides and rushed towards Zhou Xiuyun regardless of everything.

However, her impact only caused a slight ripples, distorting Zhou Xiuyun's image.

The three leaders of the "Demon Children Project", Zhou Xiuyun, Xia Yuren, and Qiu Yuanjia, only appeared in front of them in the form of a three-dimensional phantom. Their true body was still unknown where they were hiding deep in the floating battle fort - just like a mysterious and mysterious master who saw the head but not the tail.

Chu Zhiyun used too much force, passed through Zhou Xiuyun's phantom and fell to the ground.

The arc exploded again, and blood plum blossoms suddenly burst out from the snow-white skin.

"Squad leader!"

Thangka was furious and wanted to pounce on him to rescue Chu Zhiyun, but his handcuffs also emitted a strong electric arc, which made him arch like shrimps, and a large ball of white foam spurted out of his mouth, falling to Chu Zhiyun.

The other students, as long as their mood fluctuations exceeded the cordon, had all tasted the taste of electric arc whipping and shackles, like thousands of arrows piercing the heart and hurting the bones.

Even though these "devil children" are the most dangerous gene collections collected by the Holy Alliance in the past thousand years, they are thirteen or fourteen years old. They have no chance in front of purifiers who have received special training and are as cold and tough as steel.

The purifier watched the teenagers twitch violently until the last beam of electric arc drilled into the depths of their blood vessels, causing hot white mist to emerge from their bodies. They could not move at all, then they stood up, passed through a transparent pipe again, and dragged it to a place that seemed to be a "preparation room".

When the teenagers woke up quietly, they found that most of the classmates who had been eliminated and mysteriously disappeared in the past few days were imprisoned here.

Some people are still lying on the bloody operating table, and seem to have just undergone craniotomy, implanting something into their brains or removing something.

Some people also nailed seventeen or eighteen iron nails along the brow bone, and smashed them into another circle of iron hoops. As a guide rail for brain scanning and control instruments, it can easily carry various magic weapons upwards.

Some people even have dozens of thick crystal cables implanted on the back of their heads, like strange metal braids, dragged to the ground and connected to various instruments. Some seem to be magic weapons of light curtains, presenting colorful ripples and patterns, which seem to be the intuitive feedback of their brain waves.

Many people who have undergone strange brain surgery are lying quietly in the medical cabin waiting for the wound to heal. Some people have widened their eyes, tears are like a mountain torrent, and they look at the new classmates with extremely angry, fear and despair. Their throats and limbs are locked and they cannot make any sound. They can only use their rapid and upturned chests to make silent howls.

"this--"

The newcomers who had just woken up almost fainted again.

"Liao Meng..."

Among the tortured classmates, Chu Zhiyun and Thangka no surprise discovered an "old acquaintance", which was Liao Meng, the deputy squad leader who had just accused them in the morning.

Liao Meng was sent here not long ago and should be the last one to undergo brain surgery.

His hair was shaved, and several transparent holes were drilled in the skull, but they were inlaid with reinforced glass, allowing researchers to see the tremors of his brain.

Through the "window" of the reinforced glass, it can be clearly seen that some shiny microchips are attached to Liao Meng's cerebral cortex, and the chips are also connected by thin crystal lines, just like a big net, completely locking his brain.

Liao Meng had just completed the operation and the wound was still bleeding. A trace of blood was hanging down, dividing his face into dozens of pieces.

His expression was like dozens of fragmented corpses, pieced together again.

He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't move at all, because the other party used a special surgical bed that was seamless, like an iron coffin tailored for him, embedded his hands and feet firmly into the steel, and even a finger could not move even a distance of 0.1 mm.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Liao Meng's vitality may be the most tenacious of all "devil children".

Even though his whole body was buried in the "iron coffin", only a lonely head was exposed, and even though his throat was injected with liquid metal, he still stared at his eyes as big as a copper bell, making a heart-wrenching howl, shaking the operating bed with a "rustling" sound.

Seeing Chu Zhiyun and Thangka, Liao Meng's expression became more and more ferocious, and he completely turned from a human to a beast. I wonder whether he was ashamed of the accusations made against Chu Zhiyun and Thangka in the morning, or regretted that he should not accuse others at that time, but should run away secretly. Or he had already understood that whether it was accusation, escape or be at peace, he would be dead. The situation in front of him was his only fate. In short, every muscle, blood vessel and nerve on his face was highlighted, turning his face into a ghost mask with thousands of ravines. His soul seemed to want to break free from this tortured body and indestructible shackles, and use all his vitality as fuel to make his most violent, brilliant, and splendid will explode.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Accompanied by waves of roars higher and higher, Liao Meng bleed in seven orifices, and the blood was steamed into blood mist, forming a human shape with fangs and claws outside the iron coffin. This young man who was barbaric, rude, extremely jealous, and even had a chaotic emotion towards Chu Zhiyun was about to explode completely!

But at this moment, a gentle "buzzing" sound came from his brain.

Through the "window" on the skull, you can see that the microchips that had just been implanted in his cerebral cortex emitted a faint light one by one. The light condensed into a series of shadowless and invisible and unstoppable sharp blades, penetrated deep into his brain, temporarily blocking the complex connection between brain nerves.

Liao Meng's roar came to an abrupt end.

The anger on his face gradually dissipated, and his vivid expression was replaced by confusion and dullness. The light in the boy's eyes dimmed, the tense muscles and nerves gradually stretched, but the corners of his mouth were involuntarily curled up, revealing a harmless smirk of humans and animals. A mouthful of saliva mixed with blood flowed down, dripping dripping on his chest.

He calmed down completely and lost his ability to be angry—perhaps forever.

"Liao Meng..."

Somehow, Chu Zhiyun wanted to cry.

She never liked Liao Meng, a arrogant boy who was always over-energy, like a burning beast.

But she disliked Liao Meng even more, this walking corpse who received "treatment", had his will castrated, and his life was suppressed!

However, she and Liao Meng are in love with each other. Liao Meng's current appearance is her upcoming ending.

Chu Zhiyun's tears finally burst out from his eyes unscrupulously.

"Cry!"

She thought to herself, "This may be the first and last time I have mastered the ability to cry freely!"

Perhaps she thought the same as hers, and most of the classmates around her sobbed in a low voice.

Only Thangka always stood behind her, silent and did not make any cry.

No, he still made a sound, not a cry, but a kind of... a sound similar to the crazy growth of nerves, the cells kept bursting out, the mitochondria were burning like a blazing wave, and the gene chains were raging like a flood that broke through.

"Unforgivable!"

Chu Zhiyun heard Thangka in an extremely strange voice and said softly, "Absolutely, unforgivable!"

Before Chu Zhiyun could react, two purifiers wearing heavy crystal armor, like iron towers, had already walked towards her.

Zhou Xiuyun's phantom once again emerged above this "Flesh and Flesh Slaughterhouse". The holy light surrounding her and the terrifying scenes around her formed a sharp contrast. However, she was used to it. She looked at Chu Zhiyun and smiled and said, "You are the most perfect one among the 'devil children' in this batch. Let's start with you and solve all the mysteries about 'hereth'!"

Two purifiers, one on the left and one on the right, double-teamed Chu Zhiyun.

Behind them, an automated surgical bed equipped with various scalpels, bone saws and spiritual prosthetic limbs also rose from the ground, blooming slowly like a man-eating flower.

A purifier stretched out his hand, spread his five fingers, and grabbed Chu Zhiyun's head.

Chu Zhiyun's brain was blank, and his muscles were still in the paralysis of an electric arc, unable to move at all. He could only watch the clutch covering his face.
Chapter completed!