My Empire

Nine hundred and seventy-three desperate process

With despair, those sounds are still echoing in the dark.

And these sounds are getting more and more dense, and it is getting clearer, it seems that he is still alive, he still hopes to stick to it.

Just when a man's soul is already because it is struggling to lose awareness, these sounds have begun to become connecting: "If there is this possibility, after entering the container, there will be many feelings. For example, the taste ... will be completely lost ... "

"At the same time, there is also related eating. This is also mentioned in the Frenzberg experimental report ..." At this moment, he can distinguish these words are men or women, and even hear it. Some accents.

"What is the difference between him and the vegetative?" So he also stopped struggling, so stopped in the original place, listening to those who dominated his destiny, the sound.

He swearing, if there is a voice that said, "We still kill him, he has not used value", he will give himself from the heart.

As for his daughter? Go to the daughter of the mother! Don't say that it is to send to the devil to condolence those soldiers, even if they are sent to the Mozu to condolence the Moz soldiers, he will not do so stupid choice.

Yes, if he will give him a chance to choose, he will choose to go to death immediately, whether it is caught or shot, no matter how it is, it doesn't matter, he is not cared.

What he cares now is that he can immediately die, and now he is now a luxury ...

"I can hear you! What are you talking about?" He made the most crazy shout, and no one can hear his voice.

"He has a slight trembling ... This shows that he should hear us ... he can hear! I can really hear!" Those who are far from knowing in the direction, still in accordance with their own conversation Continue.

In the dark, he heard someone excited shouting, it seems that he can hear the voice, it is a good thing in a day.

This is really letting him cry, these people are not torture him, but really give him a chance to live again?

I re-hope in despair, he even touched it, just heard the voice when he wanted to say something, and some said: "My God ... said, we Experiment, at least half of the success! "

"God bless!" There is a woman's voice even brought a cry.

This makes him also can't help but want to fall into tears.

Unfortunately, he didn't have tears to fall, and even at this time, he didn't find that he didn't find his own eyes ...

Without any reference, he didn't know that his arm did not exist, and he didn't know that his hand could not touch the position of your eyes. He doesn't even have a way to confirm that you can really manipulate your own hand.

"I am also ..." When I was talking, he suddenly found his eyes in front of him. This is just like seeing endless hopes for him that has been accustomed to the darkness.

He struggled to close the rays, then he saw a circle of technicians and engineers around his bed.

At the beginning, it was a picture, then countless pictures overlapping together, eventually became a three-dimensional, some subtle real scenes.

At this time, he saw these people around him, and his face was a happy expression.

He worked hard to open his mouth, as if the baby learned, then in the next second, he heard a strange voice: "I ..."

"Okay! He is learning to control his pronunciation ... I am really good!" A technician overlook his own masterpiece, very satisfied: "We finally succeeded!"

"Ah ..." Because the sound is too strange, the man lying on the countertop of this experiment is even unclear, is it just what he himself is talking. So he again, found that his voice became hoarse, and the corner of the mechanical.

"You ... what do you do, what did you do?" The man felt the pain of his body, the pain from the depths of the soul. It seems that every moment, you have to be tortured millions, and countless ants bite, and the countless whip whip ...

He tried to work hard, but found that an arm suddenly appeared in front of himself. He didn't know who the arm, because he saw the quirky metal material on this arm, as well as a variety of magical inscriptions.

These inscriptions are really very good, and even flashed, representing the light blue light of the magic.

However, he can now don't think about it, he wants to sit up, so try to waive his hands and hope to find a decent support point.

Suddenly, he realized what. With that has begun to disorder, the hand is controlled with his own hands and stopped in front of his eyes.

Then he saw his own hands, it was a pair of hands full of metal parts, carved full of various inscriptions ...

"This is not my hand ..." He gradually fluently, apparently his spiritual, or his soul has begun to adapt to this new body.

"This is not my hand! My hand? My hand?" He shouted, while sat up from his own "operating table".

Because he is too powerful, he even pulled a belt that fixed in his waist. Next, he saw his own legs, which is also a pair of carved rune, mechanical legs.

"You took my legs away ... Take away?" He looked at his legs, whispered this sentence, then suddenly realized what, deeper his head, observed himself Body.

From the past, he is a white, slightly affected fat man. After all, he used to be a rich aristocrat, so his body did not face it.

However, after being caught by the universal selling country, he has a lot of scars. But he still didn't think that he would like this less body.

This body in front of me is the inscription of mechanical and magic. He can even see some parts of the movement, instead of his previous organs, driving the magical energy in the body.

However, even this is a perfect body, but it is not a flesh and blood construction! How can he accept it, such a terrible body, replacing his body?

"I have to change it back ... I have to change it ..." This man struggled to stand up, and the result is not too stable, and I don't listen to each other with each other.

He fell on the ground, the exquisite, expensive body hit the cement floor, issued a dull .

"Cool and some! Your daughter is already coming to the way!" A technician helped the man planted on the ground.

On the other hand, there are still many wires and electric wires, and a technician hit two times on the keyboard in front of the keyboard. It is very self-knowledge of the power of this very successful experiment, reducing the normal people. half.

He doesn't want this experiminary laboratory that looks some collapse, and eventually triggered a series of wounded events.

"What did you do for me? What do you do ... What did you do?" The man roared over and over again, beat the ground, didn't know if it was venting, or destroyed his terrible body.

"In fact, we have changed a body! A body that can make you, almost eternal life!" An experimental excited to open the man: "There is no disease, no aging! You can have lived this life ..."

In fact, standing in this laboratory, more than half of the experimenter, the mind is not thinking about the simple task for Gulo continues to live in life.

Let them excite, let them thrive, let them tremble, let them be so crazy, actually a more great and distant goal. Whether it is a magician or a mortal, it is "eternal" in the great goal of tireless pursuit.

This is an unlimited temptation of human beings, you can always live, is the pursuit of countless people!

Because of this, the people in this laboratory think they are completing a greatest experiment in human history. As long as this experiment is completed, human beings can go to an unprecedented road.

One they still don't know, but Chris has long known, named the great "road" of mechanical flying.

"Hope, when you see your daughter, you can have a better image!" A technician helped the "mortal version of the gods" on the ground, and said.

I heard a daughter's words, men finally calm down, he has been suffering from hardship, although the middle has already given up, but now the most painful time has passed ... So, his daughter, returned to him again Important location.

"My whole body is hurt ... Is there a way ..." was helped to a wheelchair, and have become a man, finally asked with his exclusive, hoarse voice.

"This kind of pain will last for a period of time, it may be ten days, it may be 30 days ... In short, you will not be too comfortable." The headed technician answered a sentence, and then began to arrange the hand, detect this The state of the embarrass is now stable -

I don't want to drag again, so I will stay up late to stay up late. Everyone will come back early, at least will make more