Therapy Planet No. 13

Locke Buzheit.

Dawn knew the full name of the murderer of his parents for the first time.

"Don't call me that name." Locke frowned in disgust, "It's disgusting."

"It's your biological parents' surname after all, understandable."

Frank nodded slightly, "I don't quite understand the matter on the 13th, but I also know that most of the first-hand information was recorded by you."

There was a hint of respect in his tone: "Your data is of great help to us, and I have admired your talent for a long time."

Locke laughed sarcastically. By now, everything that should be understood is understood.

Planet 13 is just a large-scale human experiment base for research on the mental network. Locke has always thought that it was a negotiation between himself and Qi Yong, and he became an accomplice, and then engaging in his favorite research was just the result of being used.

He squeezed out the original doctor and became a new recorder.

Every corpse that has been dissected from his hands, the data is not only the material for his research, but also the backup handed over to Qi Yong will be simultaneously transmitted to Almi Star for this group of people to study.

Locke thought he had gained limited freedom through negotiation and skill, but he didn't think he was just someone else's puppet.

Researchers can accept that their own treasured raw data and results are becoming tools for others to go further.

But no one can accept that this is done without their own consent.

"Let me guess."

Frank looked at the three people who were about to be taken to the execution ground and guessed with great interest: "Quack doctor Locke, professor He Fangbin, am I right?"

"Fuck you!"

Locke's eyes were red, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. The anger made him do not know where the strength he had accumulated broke free from the shackles of the soldiers, and punched Frank in the face.

"Director Moran!"

The soldier kicked Locke in the lower back, almost shattering his tailbone.

Locke knelt on the ground with a puff, his face contorted from the pain of the bone fracture.

Although it was out of time, it was the first time that Dawn saw Locke so angry and weak. She couldn't help laughing maliciously. In front of pleasure, even the imminent death threat seemed to be put aside.

"I'm fine."

Frank stretched out his hand to straighten his collar, squatted down in front of the dawn, reached out and rubbed the messy short hair of the kid: "Are you... a child born on the 13th?"

"Dawn, is it?"

The wicked smile that flashed at the corner of Dawn's mouth suddenly suppressed, and she looked at Frank hostilely: "What are you going to do?"

"I want to take you away."

Although Frank treated Locke politely, the person he wanted to protect was Dawn.

"Can I take the teacher away?" Li Ming was stunned, obviously not expecting that he would be so favored by the other party.

"I'm afraid not." Frank's tone was slightly cold, even if he was asking and begging, he had that poker face of abstinence, and his tone was non-negotiable, "My authority is not that great, but you-I can try my best to be accommodating. a bit."

"why?"

"Because you are unique."

Frank's hand was still on Dawn's head. The two had similar hair colors. Dawn's short silver-white hair looked like a step down version of silver-gray. Dawn saw his own reflection in the other's dark gray eyes.

unique.

Because you are unique, you were not killed by Locke in the first place to gain life.

Because you are unique, on the 13th, you can freely stray from the system and gain strength.

Because you are unique, board the ark by virtue of your value while fleeing.

And now, because you are unique, you are the first to see life in the dead end.

But it is also because of this uniqueness that Dawn lost his normal childhood.

What she gets is always deprived and incomplete.

Out of the corner of Liming's eyes, she found that others were staring at her, and she suddenly giggled, showing a pure and harmless smile: "Okay, I'll go with you."

As long as I can live.

Frank took her hand and stood up, but was stopped by the dilemma as he was about to leave.

"Admiral Moran..." The soldier shouted even his rank, "It's not good to do this?"

"Who gave the order?" Frank didn't look back.

"...Major General Philby."

"She's nothing." Frank's tone was not contemptuous, as if he was just stating a fact objectively.

As if he suddenly remembered something, he took out two lollipops from the pocket of his white coat, and handed one to Dawn. The other one tore the package and put it in his mouth. The best-selling popping candy on the market.

"Did the chief commander say he was going to kill her?" Frank asked indifferently, pointing at Dawn.

"No, no."

Although not, but according to the law, it is a matter of time sooner or later, as for the order, whoever orders it is the same.

"That's fine."

Frank carefully folded the package that Dawn tore down into small squares and put it back in his pocket: "In the entire universe, I only obey Armi's personal orders."

The distance from the institute to the execution square was quite long, and the detained soldiers had to drive the two intruders to their destination.

"Oh, I didn't expect that we didn't die on the 13th, but died in this ghost place."

Locke sat in the back seat and laughed contemptuously: "It's ironic."

In any case, it is already a done deal, and there is no express rule that the intruders should not communicate with each other, and the soldiers did not stop them.

"Why does Frank want Dawn?"

He Xiangbin rubbed his brows and looked out the window, but couldn't observe because of the black car stickers.

From sealed rooms to sealed cars, any attempt to peek at the planet is comical.

"Is Dawn's spiritual network special?" He Xiangbin asked.

"do not know."

Locke shook his head, "I can only remember the data we saw in the secret room. I have repeatedly deduced the possibility of these data in my mind before, and finally I can confirm that it is related to the research of the mental network. Dawn was able to stay at the beginning. , they told me that it was because they wanted to observe the lifeform that grew out of the environment on the 13th, so they left this new life after negotiation."

"Is there an issue of the environment and the spiritual network in the life sciences about the spiritual network?" He Huabin interjected and asked.

"Environment, genes...anything can be involved."

Locke nodded: "Now that I think about it, if you just want to observe a sample affected by the environment, just send a few more newborn children in, you don't need to leave the dawn."

"Maybe it's just to save trouble?"

"No." Locke affirmed, "What they really want is the offspring who have received the 'Treatment No. 13'."

"A sample of congenital genetics?"

Locke used silence to answer He Fangbin's question.

Many experiments take a long time to verify, one generation, the next generation, the next generation...

Locke doesn't know what the gigantic experimental base No. 13 is for, but if the children who have been continuously "treated" are really allowed to reproduce from generation to generation—

What kind of monsters will they breed?

"Do you remember numbers like 12 or 11 in the secret room?" He Huabin asked coldly.

"Huh?" Locke didn't know why.

"Lu Yi and the others entered a similar secret room when they escaped from No. 13." He Xiangbin connected the two things together, "Since it's an experiment, there won't be only one petri dish, right?"

The files marked with numbers 1-12 seen on planet 13 are themselves planet names with numerical significance.

"No way."

Locke was stunned for a moment and dared not continue to think along this line of thought, "Who has such a great ability to cover 13 planets that do not exist on the star map? He also mobilized so many resources to do research? Even the president of the military school did not have it. Such a great power, right?"

"Almi really didn't."

He Xiangbin pondered: "But what about the federal government?"

The "Star Atlas" is issued by the federal government. These planets do not exist in the first version of the star map, and all the equipment that scans the planets will be tested by the military and the government during production. If it is true The existence of so many shadow petri dishes, then only one force can hide it.

And it has also been covered up for nearly three thousand years.

"But…"

Locke wanted to say something, but the door next to him had already been opened.

A gun was pointed firmly at his temple, and the soldier's routine voice came: "Come down."

At some point, the car stopped.

Tonight's night wind carried an indescribable heat, and Locke got out of the car. Because of the previous beating, he was limping.

Occasionally a little bit of fire broke out in the sky, and he couldn't help but sarcastically: "What is that? Fireworks to celebrate the execution?"

The soldier did not answer.

"Is it the direction of the main campus?"

He Xiangbin remembered the Almi Star map he saw in the warehouse before. His memory was amazing, and he quickly recognized the direction.

If he had a more detailed map in his head, he would have found that it was Armi's office.

The little stars that burst out in the dark night were none other than Lui who was battling with Divancotti.

"Damn!"

A little cold mang cut through the icy wind, leaving a not shallow knife under Lu Yi's neck.

Fortunately, the aorta was not injured.

She picked up the knife and fell, and despite trying to ignore the pain caused by the battle, her body was inevitably dull and trembling.

Louis looked at Divancotti, this black monster was not afraid of death at all, even though she had cut off his left arm, his speed still did not decrease in the slightest.

Humans will die and be persuaded, robots will run out of energy and tamper with data, as long as they exist, there will be weaknesses.

But Divancotti was between the two, and Lu Yi couldn't help but wonder, if human evolution really has a direction, it must be heading in this direction.

Evolve into a monster beyond balance.

She was panting heavily in the air, the energy to maintain the mecha had long since run out, and the indicator light flashed a red warning.

The mecha shattered into pieces and fell to the ground. Divancotti was close at hand. Lu Yi desperately used the only remaining spiritual net to gather the shattered mecha materials in front of him in an attempt to resist the fatal blow.

Huge mental power tsunami-like output—

puff.

puff.

A huge red light suddenly flashed above Lui's head.