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Chapter 203: Little White Mouse, Little Ant

Updated: 2012-10-25

"What plan?" Richmond asked expressionlessly. When everything hidden behind him gradually unveiled and approached reality, Richmond's heart gradually calmed down.

"The guys from the Angels should be considered some aliens." No. 3 paused, as if adjusting his thoughts, and then said, "They believe that although they cannot obtain any useful things through the ruins left by the earth civilization, they can use the earth's environment to re-simulate the process of that person's appearance, and then get another 'he'! Of course, the probability is extremely small, but at least, they should be able to harvest powerful slave warriors as their own vassal race. You must know that the body of humans on Earth is very suitable for combat and has extremely strong potential to be explored."

"In the past 50,000 years, the angels have conducted five generations of experiments on the earth. Each generation of experiments lasted for 10,000 years. They used some human corpses on Earth found from the permanent space graves to extract active cells from them and copied a large number of human beings on Earth to tests. They almost completely simulated the first ten thousand years of development history of the Earth civilization. From the ignorant Stone Age to the peak of the atomic energy era of the crawling civilization. The twelve archaic intelligences left behind by them

Being responsible for guiding human society, science, history, characters, and even some idioms and allusions are all very similar to the former Earth civilization. The ten thousand years of history of each generation of human beings basically simulates the former Earth civilization. The reason why the original Earth civilization had a leap-by-thousand-year change began when the world was in a Resident Evil at that time. Therefore, when the Red Star Republic and the United States of Britania were in dispute, it was the beginning of the Resident Evil.

"It is said that humans on Earth rose up through a biochemical virus crisis. The virus that appeared in that crisis was completely a new viral creature, extremely infectious, effective for almost any carbon-based life, and then it really became a symbiotic creature of humans on Earth. The angels naturally could not get that virus, but they were able to create a similar simulated virus. Although this virus is much weaker than that and does not have wisdom, it is fortunately it broke out more quickly.

"Only the struggle between life and death can stimulate the potential of human beings and obtain the most powerful warrior. It is even possible to reshape a "him"! Of course, when the combat power of individual humans exceeds a certain level, it will naturally be the attention of the twelve angels and control it. In this way, even if a powerful warrior appears, there will be no uncontrollable factors within the control of the angel tribe. And over the past 50,000 years, the history of the first four generations of experimental humans has proved that this method is effective and can really give birth to some powerful warriors. At least, each generation of experimental humans will allow the angel tribe to harvest a large number of powerful slave warriors, many of which even exceed the combat power level of the angel tribe's warriors. Moreover, as the angel tribe becomes more and more skillful in this "experiment", each generation of experimental humans is getting stronger and stronger...

"Of course, it is impossible for other civilized races to know everything the Angels do. But even if they know, because the journey is too far and the surplus value of the entire earth has been exploited, there are not many civilized races that come to obstruct the Angels clan. More civilized races scoff at the Angels clan's approach. When the first generation of experimental humans appeared, some nearby civilized races came to compete for the earth again, but were eventually defeated by the Angels clan. But now, except for civilized races like the Demons, which have been in war with the Angels clan for many years, there is no more power to come. At most, they have been paying attention to it. After all, the Angels clan is a top-level existence in the leap civilization and is extremely powerful.

"Everything is just a test. Nowadays humans are the mice in the cage. All the disasters you have experienced are just the Angels to select some strong individuals, just like the mice in the laboratory being lured into a maze. Only after the final selection is completed will the Angels appear. Before this, everything is just data in their eyes. Even if all humans are extinct because of this, it is just a failure of the experiment for them. Just wipe the traces and everything will be done again." No. 3's voice was calm and cold, as if he was just reading a product manual.

"Speaking of this, I have tried to tell several selectors all this before, but they either don't believe it at all, or they completely lose their belief because of fear, and some lose their minds because of anger. In short, they cannot accept this fact. This is why I hide something from you." Number Three smiled slightly and said with relief, "I have to say that you are different from them, you are so calm, even somewhat similar to our silicon-based life. I can't help but want to praise you."

Richmond said expressionlessly: "In this case, anger and despair have no meaning. An ant wants to show its anger to a human being, but it will have no meaning. This ant must grow rapidly, at least to be able to threaten the volume of human beings, so that everything can be vented." Although that is the case, the emotional fluctuations in Richmond's heart have long been like storms, but they have been buried deeply by him.

This is the truth he has been pursuing! When this truth was presented, he realized that everything had nothing to do with right and wrong, but only about life and death!

The only good news is that everything behind the truth is too far away from him, and it is not what he needs to face now. Now he only needs to become stronger, stronger, and stronger!

When he was baptized by this tragic and heavy truth, the seemingly powerful Fortress of Chuancheng seemed to have become unworthy.

"So, what do you need me to do?" Richmond asked slowly after taking a deep breath. He knew that No. 3 must have hidden a lot of things, but it is enough for him to know now. Next, he must become stronger.

No. 3 cast an admirable look again, obviously very satisfied with Richemon's reaction: "After seeing your reaction, I suddenly changed my mind. I am not busy picking up that thing. I am curious about how powerful you can be. Wait until you survive in the next battle. I will help you build the things I promised you before. According to the information I received, the Sichuan Fortress was extremely angry at this failure. Their attack was about to come. Be prepared."

After saying that, the holographic projection of No. 3, "Jobs", nodded slightly to Richemont and disappeared into the air in an instant. Immediately afterwards, the toilet-like robot also made a "crack-up" sound, sparks and black smoke came out, and it was scrapped.

Richmond took a deep breath and stood up. The moment he stood up, the chair he was sitting on just now could not bear the pressure exerted by Richmond's tight body. With a thud, it broke into pieces...
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