Wasteland Code Survival

The agreement was in duplicate. Abel left one copy, while the other was kept by the middle-aged man.

"By the way, you should have seen it. It is mentioned in the agreement that you need to provide'all' information related to the new type of reformed person. Now that you have signed it, you should have no objection to this article, right? ?"

Hearing what the other party said, Abel suddenly became vigilant and looked down at the agreement in his hand. There was indeed such a clause in the agreement.

He read the agreement again, but no matter how he looked at it, he didn't find any hidden traps between the lines.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Remember the'Experimental Body No. 1'? That super-evolutionary, as the initial sample and material for the new type of transformation, we need a tissue sample of the'Experimental Body No. 1'. This...should be included in the agreement. ?"

"What?!" Abel was stunned. He didn't expect that the other party was actually a drunkard who didn't want to drink. It seemed that he wanted the data of a new type of transformation, but the real plot was the "test body No. 1"!

If what the other party wants is just a new type of modified person, even without the data in the tablet, Abel can completely copy a new type of modified person's production line, even if there is no Basaka as the basis for the modification, he can also make similar Alternatives to...

However, the "Test Body No. 1" they wanted was transported away by the council after the Abel team completed data sampling. Even the data related to Test Body No. 1 was sealed as an advanced machine. stand up.

Although Abel can still recall the data, he absolutely couldn't get the tissue sample of Test Body No. 1.

In fact, there is not much direct connection between the new type of modified man and the No. 1 test body. The No. 1 test body only gave Abel an inspiration and an idea. The technical principles of the new type of modified man and the No. 1 test body are completely windy. Things that are irrelevant.

But obviously, these people would not listen to Abel's explanation.

"This...I may not be able to do this. The body of Subject No. 1 has been sealed up by the Organizing Council, and ordinary people have no way to reach it..." Abel observed the middle-aged man's face and said carefully.

The other party did not show any dissatisfaction, but still maintained the smile at the beginning, as if he had expected Abel to say this early.

"It doesn't matter, we will put you back, so that you have a chance to get a tissue sample of Test Body 1." The middle-aged man said.

"Let me go back?" Abel obviously didn't expect that the other party would say such a thing, are they not afraid...

"I know what you are thinking, don't worry, if you betray us, or keep making excuses for delaying, we will pass this agreement and the video footage from when you signed the agreement to the organization. I think, by then... …" The middle-aged man said while pointing at the top of his head. Abel only noticed that there was a hidden surveillance camera hidden in the cabin of the armored vehicle, and the whole process was recorded.

"On one side is wealth, status and power, and on the other side is suspicion, investigation and even imprisonment. How I want to choose, Mr. Abel, you should know better than me."

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Two days later.

When the troops of the consortium broke through a railway rebel position, they "coincidentally" rescued Abel who happened to be temporarily detained there, and then Abel was immediately returned to the organization's headquarters.

Although the railway rebels often slaughter prisoners, it does not mean that they will immediately kill all captured prisoners. The construction of position fortifications requires sufficient labor, and soldiers who have been stuck in the trenches for a long time also need to vent their physiological needs. .

Most of the female captives were used as military personnel, and some young men with beautiful appearance and tender skin did not escape this fate.

This is a bitter trick, but for Abel, it is completely forced--

In order to minimize the flaws,

Abel is not a virgin, on the contrary, the women he has slept with are probably two or three hundred people together... But he has never been given that by a man.

Before he could react, the men in black brought him here, and then he heard the men in black say a word to the soldiers of the rebels--

"Play as you like, but be careful, you can't play hard—"

Later, he tasted what it was like to open the back door...

Just when Abel felt that he was about to die, the Alliance forces finally broke through this position and successfully rescued the miserable Abel.

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Alliance headquarters.

Abel is lying on a soft mattress, and a chrysanthemum is stuffed with a blood-stained cotton wool. Although the injuries on his body have been properly treated, and the filth has also been scrubbed clean, Abel However, he still didn't recover from the nightmare, and his eyes were held against the fluorescent lamp on the ceiling without a thought.

The person in charge of the transcript was a young female executive. She wore a tight black skirt and deliberately opened the buttons very low, revealing the deep career line, holding a tablet in her arms and sitting quietly in Asia. Uncle's bedside.

Six hours have passed, and Abel didn't say a word about the organization's inquiry.

However, in this regard, both the investigation department within the organization and the parliament have shown a surprisingly understanding attitude-after all, a normal-oriented man who wants to recover after experiencing such things is not the same. An easy thing.

The members of the parliament and the officials of the investigation department have already left, and only the female executor is left. In addition to writing down the content of Abel’s confession for the first time, she also has to take care of it and rest Abel among them.

"Mr. Abel, how are you feeling now? Is it better?" The executor asked softly after looking at the time.

"...Get out! Get out of me!" Finally, Abel stopped remaining silent, but suddenly yelled-fortunately, the soundproofing effect of the room is very good, his yelling did not alarm the guard outside the door. military police.

"You need to calm down, let me pour you a glass of water, you have not drunk water for more than ten hours." The executor said.

Abel’s lips are indeed very dry, and blood is slowly leaking from the chapped place, but now he does not feel thirsty at all, only endless anger and shame...

"No need! Get out! Get out!"

"Okay, I'll leave now, but..." the female executor said, suddenly reaching Abel's face, and Abel could even smell her good perfume.

"The people over there asked me to send you a message. I hope you don’t forget the agreement you signed. You will have one month after the injury..." I want to talk to more like-minded people about "Survival in the Wasteland" Code", WeChat follow "Excellent Literature" to read novels, chat about life, and find friends~