Babies and children are just the opposite.

Children need familiar faces even more.

[Dad, I know what you are worried about. You are worried that the knife will hurt ourselves.]

【However, archangels are not knives. They are just a group of children.】

Wheat's wording is not rigorous.

But Lanze understood what he meant.

The low-end version of Archangel only has a physiological and motor control center and does not have its own mission brain. Therefore, the Archangel he refers to also includes the Archangel's superior brain.

[These children are both smart and powerful. What you ask them to do is not their own will, but your will.]

【You are afraid that the knife will fall away.】

【But they are not knives, just a group of obedient children.】

Mai's attitude made Lan Ze somewhat unhappy:

[They are not children. Have you ever seen a child who can burst into clothes? 】

The super brains in the base are cute children, but the ones sent outside are not.

They are just some biochemical machines. They are simple in design and backward in function. They are ruthless and do not recognize their relatives.

Wheat paused for a moment, then scrolled:

[Dad, don’t worry. I won’t leave your grandson to Xiaoguai.]

【I am waiting just like you.】

【In this world disguised as peace, it is difficult to seek revenge.】

Wheat showed deep resentment.

[I plan to wait another seventeen years to find our archangel in person.]

【By then, the hatred should be over.】

【What do you want to do?】Lanze suddenly felt a little worried about his son. 【It’s not worth it for him!】

Also, why seventeen years?

"Do nothing. Just watch the cult die." Mai Xiao replied. "I'm just worried that our archangels will be psychologically traumatized. I'm going to pack them up and bring them back myself."

Archangel can really be packed.

To be precise, what can be packed is the super brain.

After the mission is completed, the Archangel as a body dies automatically, and all memories are still stored in the super brain.

The Archangel, who is responsible for guarding the local super brain and maintaining the development pool, will jump into the development pool and decompose and shrink together with the development pool, providing the super brain with the energy it needs for the next step.

The super brain will retract the extended body part and curl up into a shell.

The shell is of aerospace grade and has undergone rigorous testing during development. Neither mechanical kinetic energy weapons nor short-term high temperatures can damage the interior. It is expected to survive at least three to five years in the harsh environment outside the earth.

In Lanze's improved plan, an aircraft with a mission brain will be developed in more populated areas to be responsible for the evacuation of the entire area.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't evacuate.

The super brain that undertakes the special mission of exterminating religion is developed from a specific group of super brains, and the upper and lower brains are synchronized at all times. The information has already been backed up on the mother side.

All living and non-living objects are just information.

The existence of super brain perfectly explains this point.

After China's local research results are transmitted to overseas super brains, the development pools under their control can always create the latest version of Archangel.

Overseas super brains can think of available solutions on their own and transform the backward old development pool. They can even use the brain's own self-development function to upgrade and transform itself.

They have keen senses and quick reactions. They always share favorable news and dangerous information with each other as soon as possible.

As for the mind, Lanze doesn't know what kind of virtue these things' minds have developed.

Why wait seventeen years?

What is the significance of this time point? Or is there something major going on?

Human life is short. Seventeen years later, the earliest children raised by the archangels should have become the backbone of the faith. And now the babies are about to reach adulthood.

Young people will always become the most dynamic social force, free from worries and full of rebellion.

Indeed, it is ready to be harvested.

At that time, Lan Ze himself was seventy-five years old.

Suddenly, he knew what Mai Mai was waiting for.

That year Xiaomai will be fifty years old. As a mutation carrier, he will regain his freedom.

After this kid entered college, he slowed down the pace of life and acted lazy all the time. In fact, he was waiting.

This child has been very perseverant since he was a child.

Lan Ze found the duty room of the security team, sat down and drank two glasses of wine. Not a single paw of the field mouse was visible, and it had been eaten away. But Comrade Lao Jiang still had a lot of wild rabbits stewed, more than Lan Shufang.

The rabbit with peppercorns was more to his taste.

In three or two months, Comrade Lao Jiang should retire. So he cherished his last time and insisted on hanging out with these young people.

It's not like he was sticking to his last post. In Lanze's opinion, he was just messing around.

No matter what, talking to a rabbit and drinking wine doesn't feel like standing guard.

While the two were chatting, Lan Ze suddenly saw from the surveillance camera that a cargo platform truck was released at the inspection gate next to the ground gate.

There were only a few things in the car. Soldiers from the mecha regiment's physical inspection team and young people from the base security team were loading the goods into the internal logistics vehicle.

"Do you have anything of yours?" Lao Jiang asked smoothly.

"Probably not."

Xiaoxie just bought clothes for him, but this is deep in the mountains, so it's not so fast.

Just as he was talking, the young man outside waved to the surveillance camera: "Mr. Lan, your things are only addressed to the recipient. Should they be sent to the office or the dormitory?"

"What is it? Let me take it apart and take a look."

Open it and take out the top one, a red blanket. Lanze has never bought this.

"Here are some men's clothes."

Lan Ze finally recalled: "Sent to Lan Mo's dormitory."

"OK!"

Lan Ze looked at the surveillance camera. The soldiers of the mecha regiment disappeared from the field of vision, and the small logistics vehicle slowly moved away.

His mood became inexplicably heavy.

Lao Jiang knocked the bottom of his cup on the table: "What's going on? What's on your mind?"

"...I'm full."

"I'll walk with you."

Lao Jiang grabbed two coats and threw one to Lan Ze. The two of them walked out the door.

At night, it's a little cool outside.

The mountains far away from the experimental base were pitch black.

Lan Ze didn't know when he had been so helpless.

The world surrounded him like a dark mountain.

"I found myself very pitiful. After leaving the university town, I was not as big as Xiangxiang now, so I was thrown into the society. I was just a child."

"Oh. You made your own decision. You can't blame others."

Comrade Lao Jiang responded ruthlessly.

Lan Ze wanted to hit someone after hearing this.

"I was a bad boy when I was a child. I couldn't listen to adults to reason with me. I often beat people at that time." Lan Ze tried hard to find a state of mind for himself. "You said that if a child like me is destined to become a murderer, shouldn't he grow up?

Is it better to be bigger?”

Lao Jiang looked at him strangely and gave a serious answer: "When children make mistakes, it's the adults' fault."

Lan Ze felt much more comfortable.

"Then should I grow up? Is it better for the world to stay at the age of seven or eight forever and be locked up in a children's school?"

"..." Lao Jiang was silent, "Brother, how old are you?"

"...my damn bitch..."

The mountains in front of me were still pitch black.

However, Lan Ze was clearly aware that he was standing in an experimental base. This man-made area occupies a large area and is bright in all directions.
To be continued...