Star of Civilization - v2 Chapter 138

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Joyner thought she had read it wrong, so she hurried to look in another direction.

But no matter what angle it looked at, the face didn't change at all - hideous, terrifying, weird, the pale heart and lungs withered inside the body, and the blood had already been drained. This creature should have struggled for a long time to become what it is today, as if telling the cruelty and despair brought by the inhuman experiment here.

But no matter what, limited by free will, it is firmly trapped in the container, and it is completely impossible for the creatures inside to escape.

This situation made Joyna feel heavy and extremely depressed. The distorted form of this creature seemed to magnify the dark side of human beings in an instant...

Joyner recalled the genetic experiments in the military's "Project Titan". They were people with the same fate as herself, and they all voluntarily signed a non-disclosure agreement for the experiment. How similar is the pain and struggle they experienced?

All of this also confirmed the most terrifying thought in Joyna's heart.

"It's so similar...it's so similar...it's so similar!"

Joyna's face was unconsciously attached to the high-strength glass window, her fingernails scratched the hard glass surface, making a metal friction-like grinding sound, and she kept mumbling to herself.

She suddenly realized that the tentacles growing on the surface of the monster's skin looked strikingly similar to Morgana's mutant followers, both so deformed and evil. The connection between them is imminent.

It was this that struck Joyna deeply—she still remembered why she was here.

With bold guesses, these creatures must have been injected with some kind of vaccine, but developed defective products due to genetic mismatches. Joyner thinks that this kind of experiment was approved by Ross Medicine, and they must be trying to get something out of the experiment.

The thought that these monsters were terrifying experiments in Ross medicine long ago, and all of them were samples made from human bodies as the original samples, made Joyna almost nauseous.

What secrets do these things hide? Why did those dead soldiers raid here? What kind of connection does this place have with Morgana?

She doesn't know.

Countless mysteries are in front of her eyes, and every thing that comes to Joyina's mind has its clues. No matter how complicated things are, there is always a necessary reason, and she must find that reason.

"Click" sound.

The heavy bulletproof one-way door was opened, and Joyna shuffled into the area. Her heart was eager to unravel the secrets hidden here, but her actions were extremely slow, as if her body was trying to resist doing so.

The reason was that countless ominous premonitions had already flashed through her mind.

When Joyner stood in front of the rows of petri dishes, she realized that most of them were empty. In addition to individual malformed variants, there are several slightly smaller variants that appear to be the product of different stages.

This variant is like an immature human embryo, small and floating in the highly concentrated amniotic fluid. They grow a small number of synapses all over their bodies, and the overall appearance is a mixture of creatures and plants.

At the end of the rows of petri dishes is an empty strange place. When Joyna stepped into this area, she noticed that the ground was different from other places.

The concentric metal structures gathered in circles toward the center, and a certain film-like substance covered the entire ground, blocking the metal gaps tightly. There is only an indescribable sound when stepping on the thick alloy ground, which is very strange. Based on the size of the echo, Joyner judged that the thickness of the ground exceeded that of any place here.

There seems to be another layer below this?

Joyna looked down at her feet. Her intuition was always accurate, and she quickly guessed the secrets hidden here.

Just when she was worrying about how to open the ground to see what happened, a pleasant mechanical synthesis sound came from her ear: "Biological sign confirmation... file record backtracking..."

"Agreement No. 13 takes effect..."

"Data decoding completed... The interface opens, please select the content you want to view."

"Ah... artificial intelligence?"

Joyner looked surprised, took a few steps back vigilantly, left the metal ground, and looked in the direction from which the voice came.

I saw the entire wall behind me slowly rise up, fluorescent light appeared on the surrounding walls, the wall slowly became transparent, and then an interface she was once very familiar with and could understand at a glance was mapped.

It was a complete set of virtual reality projections developed by the military in the pre-civilization era. Joyner took a closer look at the interface where the rays of light were intertwined, and it seemed that there were some changes in her impression. After further investigation, Joyner found that the interface was actually decades earlier than her era.

In Joyna's view, this is an old-fashioned artificial intelligence, but in this era, it is a high-tech technology that no one can understand, which is too ironic.

But now Joyna can't care about anything else, all kinds of information appearing in front of her eyes are piled up like a mountain, one after another of video data, audio data, data data, and text information, all of which are archived here.

Facing the vast information, Joyna felt her heart beat faster, and even her breathing was about to stop. The secret that had been sealed for hundreds of years was finally about to be unlocked.

So, where to start looking first?

By the way, artificial intelligence just said the thirteenth agreement...

This agreement seems to be critical, what is it?

Through voice commands, Joyna began to search for Protocol Thirteen, and a familiar sign appeared in front of her eyes—the double-ball crossed symbol of the Planetary Council military. One ball represents the earth, the other the sun, and together they represent the homeland of mankind, the solar system.

It is a pity that there is a red x under the concise double ball logo.

Obviously, this part of the information was completely locked by the system, or by the military, and there was no way to crack it at her level.

"But why, do I have the right to view these materials?" Joyna continued to ask, still not giving up.

"Di... The biometric scan confirms that your genetic makeup has the right to view the information..."

The AI ​​didn't explain at all, just gave a cold answer.

"Genetic makeup?"

Joyna was silent for a long time~www.novelbuddy.com~ This discovery made her a little confused, and then she suddenly realized - is it because she is also a genetically modified body that the system has opened permissions for her?

No wonder the previous artificial intelligence would drive the emergency train for her and explain the history of Ross Medicine to her. It turned out that she had a key that matched her genes.

As for why this is, Joyner has no idea.

Joyna calmed down and searched for the things she was interested in in chronological order. Soon, a piece of video material entered Joyna's eyes, and she saw that face again - Morgana Rosefield.

It's just that at this moment, Joyna doesn't know how much shock a ill-fated person will bring to her!

Dr. Morgana, the most famous woman in the Rothschild family. This is not only because she is the only doctor in the family with extremely high wisdom and knowledge, but also because she has made a special contribution to the family business and the whole world.

She has shown extraordinary intelligence since she was a child. After an authoritative test, her IQ was as high as 178, and she was hailed by the family as a genius across the ages. This also allowed her to enter the world's top academic institution, the Old Green Ivy League School, when she was less than fourteen years old.

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