There was a barren desert north of District 11 on the surface. In the past ten years, the desert had expanded to the south at a very obvious rate. Originally, there were humans living on the edge of the desert, but five years ago, when the last resident of the town could not stand the increasingly harsh environment and moved away, the town was completely abandoned. Half of the buildings in the town had long since been submerged in yellow sand. The low buildings of that day could now be sand dunes. There was only a high hanging iron sign at the entrance of the town, spinning alone in the wind, quietly telling the fact that humans had once lived in this town.
An airship flew past the town. At four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining. The airship pulled out a faint black shadow on the ground and gradually headed north, deep into the desert.
Not long after, the flying ship gradually slowed down. In front of the flying ship, four high walls appeared in the yellow sand. The four walls were made of rusty concrete. The walls were ten meters tall and completely blocked the yellow sand outside the walls. The high walls formed a rectangular structure. There were many firepower points on the walls, and soldiers could be seen patrolling the high walls. Inside the wall was a plaza, and there was only one low building on the plaza. Sitting alone in the middle of the four high walls, this building would make people who didn't know confused.
The flying ship landed on the plaza and someone came out of the low building. Fendi was the leader, followed by two rows of soldiers from the Iron Fist Legion. They stopped in front of the airship. After the airship's engine was turned off, the cabin door opened and Alan walked out of the airship first. Behind him, there were two tall figures. They were a full head taller than the president, wearing cloaks and helmets on their faces, making them look a little out of place.
When Alan saw Fendi, he asked, "Have you analyzed it?"
Fendi spread out his hands. "You know it's not that simple, Mr. President. In fact, our project manager told me that they have only completed the basic data collection, and that this progress is still a little rushed. "
"Tell them time is of the essence." Alan shouted, "I'm not joking, General. Perhaps you don't know, but something incredible has happened in Babylon."
"Oh, what is it, Mr. President?" Fendi was still smiling, as if there was nothing to worry about.
Alan said in a low voice, "Horn has announced his withdrawal from Bescot and handed over the position of Patriarch. Not long ago, an unmarked flying ship left Babylon and shot down two of our interceptor warships. General, you know what this means, right? "
Fendi's smile froze on the spot. "How is that possible? It's impossible for Old Horn to know about Allen!"
"Nothing is impossible in this world, my general. Now it was clear that not only did Old Horn know about Allen, he also knew where he was. He was rushing over here, and now, because of his abdication announcement, all the nobles of Babylon were paying close attention to Bescot's movements. At a time like this, I can't openly dispatch troops over. Otherwise, I'm sure you know the consequences. "
Alan pointed at Fendi and said, "So now we can only rely on you. Of course, I also found two helpers for you. Don't ask about their identities. All you need to know is that they will help stop Old Horn. "
"Damn it, if that's really the case, I think we need to change the experiment's target," Fendi said.
"Do you think I don't want to? But I can't do that, no matter what Old Horn does. Before Allen is exposed, all his actions can be regarded as a blatant attack on the Federation, so you can take whatever action you think you need. But once Alan is in the public eye, things are going to get pretty bad for us. I can almost imagine that public opinion will be overwhelmingly biased towards Bescot. The best outcome for you and me is to resign in guilt. However, the three great families will definitely interfere. At this time, if they don't add insult to injury, then they don't deserve to sit at the top of the pyramid of nobles. "Alan pointed at his head and said," I dare bet my head, General. "
"Alright, Mr. President, I know what to do."
"Very well, if Old Horn dares to come, don't let him leave. He is no longer Horn of forty years ago, and Iron Prison may not be simpler than Nether Prison, don't you think? " Without waiting for Fendi to reply, Alan walked back to the airship and gestured to Fendi, "Have a good evening, General."
Watching the airship take off, Fendi cursed in a low voice and looked at the two people Alan had brought with him. These two people were obviously not ordinary experts. Even Fendi felt a little oppressed. However, their auras carried too much that made Fendi unhappy. However, Alan told him not to pursue the matter, and he couldn't be bothered to pay attention. He arranged for a group of soldiers to bring the two mysterious people down. If necessary, they would be the first line of defense to intercept Horn. As for their lives, Fendi didn't care.
Right now, he was in a bad mood and just wanted to find something to vent. He walked back to the low building. The low building was very empty. There was only one elevator, which was in fact the entrance to the Iron Prison. The real Iron Prison was located underground in this desert. The prison was surrounded by armor plates to prevent sudden attacks and to isolate the desert from the erosion of the prison. Here, it could be said to be impregnable.
When Allen heard the heavy footsteps, he knew that Fendi was in a bad mood. He raised his head and looked forward coldly. After arriving at the prison, Fendi had already inflicted a variety of punishments on him, including some inhumane methods. Allen had seen all four generals of the Federation. Among them, Russen, the veteran general, gave him the feeling that he was scheming. General Melinda naturally had the most favorable impression of him. Although Silva was the one who went to Planet Heaven to summon him back, Allen did not have any ill will towards him. But this Fendi, Allen wished he could kill him.
Fendi was a complete madman, and a perverted madman at that. Allen was now covered in wounds, and it was basically all thanks to him. However, his greatest injury to Allen was not physical, but mental and dignity trampling. Allen knew what he wanted to do. Fendi wanted to destroy his will, so he did everything he could to humiliate him. However, Allen's will was much stronger than he had imagined, but it was precisely because of this that Allen's mental trauma was greater.
"Oh, what a sharp look. You look like you're in good spirits." Fendi laughed, casually took a scalpel, and casually wiped it on Allen's body like butter. Watching Allen's blood drip to the ground, Fendi sighed and said, "Because of your lack of cooperation, Mr. President is very angry now. Mr. President is in a bad mood, and you see, I'm not much better. And in the end, you're the one who suffers. "
"Look, as long as you tell us the secret of the Son of Dusk's power, wouldn't it save us a lot of trouble?" Fendi walked up to Allen and said in a negotiating tone.
Allen sneered and spat a mouthful of blood on his face. "Don't say I don't know. Even if I did, I wouldn't tell you. If you have any other tricks, just show me. But remember, as long as I leave this place alive. General Fendi, I guarantee that every night in the future will be a nightmare you don't want to face! "
"What a terrifying threat."
Fendi patted his chest exaggeratedly and said without sincerity. He paused for a moment, then suddenly patted his head and said, "By the way, Mr. Allen, I wonder if you've heard of it." At the time of birth, the Federation collects genetic samples from every Babylonian resident for registration purposes. In fact, these genetic samples have another function. When Babylonians suffer from serious illnesses, the medical institutions of the Federation can retrieve these genetic samples and, depending on the situation, use the preserved genetic data to provide some replaceable organs for the patient. But we can do more. You know, with our technology, we can clone the inhabitants themselves. It's just that these clones don't have souls or consciousnesses. "
"Then here's the problem. I remember that your mother, Lanny, seems to be a resident of Babylon. In other words, the Federation's gene bank should still have your mother's sample information. "
Allen's heart skipped a beat as he said in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?"
"I was thinking that perhaps our Mr. Allen would like to see his mother again. I don't know if you'd like to see your mother's clone being fucked by a few strong men. I guarantee that my soldiers would be happy to do this, and they could even perform it day and night … "
"Shut up!" Allen shouted, "If you dare to do this, I'll kill you, Fendi!"
"Really? But I'm going to do that. Come here … "Fendi said to a researcher," Go find Lanny Bescot's genetic samples. "
"But …"
Fendi walked over and broke the man's neck. Then he said to the second person, "You go."
The man looked at his companion's corpse and didn't dare to say anything else. He hurriedly turned around and left.
"Stop!" Allen roared, "You can't do this, Fendi, stop right now!"
"We'll need at most 24 hours to cultivate a complete clone …"
Allen's eyes were red. He roared like an angry lion, and his hands, which were tightly gripped on the pressure machine, were pulling out forcefully. Even though the intense friction between his arm and the machine components caused him to bleed, he had no intention of stopping at all. Right now, there was only one thing he wanted to do. He wanted to get out of the machine and kill the man in front of him.
Kill him.
Kill him!
"Kill him." Fendi dug his ears and said, "Alright, you don't even have to say it. I can clearly hear your thoughts. But you can't do anything, so just watch here. At this time tomorrow, you'll be able to witness your beautiful mother's wonderful performance. "
"Fendi …" Allen suddenly stopped and said in a voice as cold as ice, "I will kill you without leaving a single cell!"
"Oh, okay. I'll wait. "Fendi smiled.
He turned around and left. Unfortunately, he walked too fast. If he had stayed for a moment, he would have seen the blood on the surface of Allen's wounds, on the equipment, or on the ground. Suddenly, they disappeared at the same time. Not only that, even the blood samples collected from his body disappeared from the vessel at the same time.
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