This is a spacious laboratory. All four walls of the laboratory are made of silver alloy materials, which are strong enough to withstand rocket attacks.

There is an experimental cabin in the center. The experimental cabin is made of synthetic tempered glass. Inside, lies a naked man. The man's body is tightly restrained in the experimental cabin, his eyes are closed, and his chest is rising and falling rhythmically.

Outside the laboratory is an operation hall, where several scientific researchers in white work clothes are nervously conducting data analysis. The research object is the man in the closed experimental cabin.

"Brain connection complete."

"Very good. Control the temperature below thirty-nine degrees and start deleting the memory."

"clear."

A complex pattern appears on the computer, which looks like a starry sky. The starry sky is densely packed with digitally synthesized cell shapes. A scientific researcher operates the computer to clear these cells through the instrument connected to the brain, that is, to clear the memory cells.

"The temperature is thirty-eight, normal, continue."

"clear."

The cells on the computer screen were eliminated one by one, and most of them were eliminated in a short period of time.

The man lying in the experimental cabin began to breathe rapidly, and his eyelids were beating wildly, as if he was trying to break free from other people's control on him.

An alarm suddenly sounded, and the blue liquid crystal column displaying the brain temperature began to glow red, and the temperature indication reached forty degrees.

"Danger, the temperature has exceeded the standard, the temperature has exceeded the standard, stop amnestic deletion, stop amnestic deletion." A middle-aged scientific researcher made a quick voice.

"Stop! Stop!"

The researcher who was performing the amnestic deletion stopped working, but at the moment of stopping, he was surprised to see that the memory cells that had been killed began to reappear on the computer screen, returning to their previous appearance at an extremely fast speed.

"Dr. L, deleting memory is ineffective." The researcher said in surprise: "The deleted memory cells have reoccupied his brain and have the ability to replicate and regenerate!"

"What?" Dr. L ran to the computer and stared at the computer screen, with shock in his eyes.

Just as all the memory cells were being restored, the temperature of the man in the cabin began to drop, down to normal human body temperature.

"Try again!" Dr. L said unwillingly.

"clear!"

The memory deletion can be carried out again, and it can be carried out to the previous position. The same situation occurs again, the temperature of the test body rises to the warning level, and then the cells replicate and regenerate again.

"Continue, don't stop!" Dr. L stared at the computer.

"Doctor, we can't continue." The researcher said helplessly: "If he continues, his brain will kill all the brain cells on its own due to excessive temperature. In this case, it will no longer be a test subject with human life thinking.

Will become an STP species."

"Do as I say and continue!" Dr. L shouted unwillingly.

The scientific researcher continued with great helplessness. His eyes were full of worry, and he kept looking at the red liquid crystal column that continued to rise.

Forty-one degrees, forty-two degrees, forty-three degrees, forty-four degrees...

The test subject lying in the cabin began to sweat, his closed eyes kept flashing, and the muscles on his face twitched, as if he was suffering from immense pain.

"Continue, continue! His body can definitely withstand it, we are about to create a real biochemical warrior!" Dr. L looked crazy, staring at the almost empty computer screen.

"Ding ding ding..." The temperature alarm sounded an orange alarm, and the liquid crystal column had risen to a terrifying fifty degrees, which meant that the test subject's brain temperature was as high as fifty degrees.

This kind of temperature will directly kill all brain cells, turning a normal person into an idiot and a vegetative state, with absolutely no chance of returning to normal.

Just when the last few groups of cells were left on the computer screen, the man in the experimental cabin suddenly opened his eyes, raised his head violently, and roared like a beast from his mouth.

"Bang", the man's head hit the experimental cabin wall hard, and the straps binding his shoulders were broken from the roots, causing him to sit up halfway.

A red light flashed and an alarm sounded.

"Pah! Pah! Pah!" The man broke free from the restraints with both hands, and then easily tore off the comfort of his legs and feet with his hands, tore off the coils connected to his brain and chest, and slapped the hard wall, his eyes emitting a beast-like light.

It's just that the protective wall is extremely hard and cannot be opened from the inside.

"This is my biochemical warrior!" Dr. L looked ecstatic, staring at the man who was in the experimental cabin and unable to come out.

The ecstatic Dr. L was about to open the closed steel door and walk in, but was stopped by the assistant next to him.

"Doctor, the test subject is very dangerous. We are not sure whether his memory has been wiped out or whether he will be under our control. Now we need to conduct the next test."

"Yes, yes, I'm so excited!" Dr. L suppressed his ecstasy, thought for a moment, picked up the loudspeaker, looked at the test subject and said, "Special Forces?"

The man in the experimental cabin heard sounds coming from all directions, and his face showed confusion.

"Special Forces, Zhao Ziyang?" Dr. L spoke again.

The man looked confused, looking around in the small space, the doubts in his eyes getting heavier and heavier. He was confused about where the voice came from, and had no reaction to the name.

"The memory is clear and successful!" A researcher pointed at the analysis data of Zhao Ziyang's eyes on the computer and shouted: "Completely eliminated!"

"Okay, very good! Hahaha..." Dr. L laughed with satisfaction.

"Trying to take control."

Zhao Ziyang suddenly stopped in the experimental cabin, lying upright in the experimental cabin, his mouth opening and closing rhythmically.

"Joint Test."

The first joints of Zhao Ziyang's ten fingers are bent downward, making an angle of ninety degrees with the straight fingers.

"Reaction Test."

In the experimental cabin, Zhao Ziyang's eyelids beat rapidly, showing his good reaction ability.

"Command Implantation Test."

"laugh."

Following the instructions, Zhao Ziyang grinned brightly.

"cry."

Zhao Ziyang's mouth dropped, and he actually started crying.

"Hahahaha..." Dr. L laughed wildly and shouted to a staff member: "Open the door, I want to go in."

The alloy door rose from bottom to top. Dr. L and several scientific researchers walked in with smiles on their faces and stood next to the experimental cabin.

Zhao Ziyang in the cabin stared at the few people walking in front of him, with a calm expression on his face and a calm expression in his pupils.

"I can't believe that our biochemical warriors were obtained so easily." Dr. L laughed: "Who would have thought that the STP virus would perfectly integrate with his body? Hahahaha, what is this? This is the true meaning of Superman, huh?

, is the first generation, and with him, we will have more."

There are smiles on the faces of everyone around. Indeed, this project has taken a big step now. The next thing to do is to conduct actual tests and further study the data. Once this stage is over, we can continue as usual.

Make copies and finally create the most perfect biochemical warrior.

Seeing the smiling face in front of him, Zhao Ziyang's calm eyes gradually condensed with a trace of murderous intent. As this murderous intent condensed, the muscles on his body began to gradually expand, showing violent aggression.

"Dr. L, withdraw, withdraw, quickly! Quickly! The test subject enters SSS level state, quickly!" A rapid voice sounded.

This voice reminded Dr. L. He saw Zhao Ziyang's eyes filled with murderous aura and could even hear the roar coming from his throat.

With a "wow" sound, Zhao Ziyang's right fist shattered the protective wall that even armor-piercing bullets could not penetrate, and pierced Dr. L's chest like lightning.

At the same time, all the muscles in Zhao Ziyang's body exploded, and he used his body to knock open the experimental cabin.

"Death!" "Pfft..."

Following Zhao Ziyang's deep roar, a crack was torn open in Dr. L's chest, and blood spurted out.

When the scientific researchers next to him saw Zhao Ziyang who was out of control, they were so frightened that they turned around and rushed out of the door.

A cold smile appeared on Zhao Ziyang's face, and he rushed towards the alloy door that was about to close at an extremely fast speed. During the sprint, his body even had an afterimage, closing at a speed unmatched by human beings.

He ran out the moment before.

The laboratory was in complete chaos, with the sound of neat running coming from outside, and heavily armed guards rushing towards the place.

Zhao Ziyang stood up from the ground and suddenly stopped moving. His eyes were wide open, a large amount of sweat poured out on his forehead, his hands were trembling, and then he pinched his throat with trembling fingers.

"Don't panic, everything is under control." A scientific researcher was extremely calm, tapping quickly on the computer with his hands, and said to Zhao Ziyang with a smile: "Crush your throat bones."

With a snap, Zhao Ziyang's right hand was firmly on his throat, and he pinched hard with his fingers. His eyes were full of anger, but he could not control his behavior; the muscles in his cheeks twitched violently, showing that

It turns out that he is using his own willpower to fight.

"Very good." The researcher smiled and pressed the Enter key.

A tearing pain arose from Zhao Ziyang's head. He held his head in pain and lay on the ground, rolling back and forth and letting out unbearable howls.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!..."

This pain was unimaginable, as if an electric current was generated in his brain, which was endless, sending wave after wave of pain to him. His head was about to explode, blood was oozing out of his nostrils and ears at the same time, and his whole body was making violent noises.

Shaking, he finally collapsed weakly on the ground.

At this time, the guards rushed in and pointed their guns at Zhao Ziyang, who was lying on the ground. One of them put huge shackles on his feet and hands, and sealed his mouth with tape.

"Perfect strength and speed." The researcher smiled: "It's better than I imagined. You are really great!"

There was anger in Zhao Ziyang's eyes, but he couldn't even move his body.

"Listen," the researcher walked up to Zhao Ziyang and said softly to him: "Don't think about resisting. You have gadgets I put in your brain and mini bombs I put in your heart. If you dare to resist,

, I promise that you will disappear as soon as possible. Of course, you cannot resist any of my instructions. I declare that from now on you are mine."

A heavy breathing sound came from Zhao Ziyang's nostrils. He stared at the researcher with unyielding eyes.

"Save Dr. L quickly..."

"No need." The scientific researcher stopped him: "Dr. L is dead. No one can touch his blood, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. He has been infected by the STP virus."

After saying these words, those who wanted to rescue stopped and stared at Dr. L in a pool of blood with fear on their faces.
Chapter completed!