"Is this your arrangement?"
At the same time, when the three-wheeled Crimson Moon appeared in the sky, only a dozen kilometers away from Qinggang, at a crossroads in the wilderness, an ordinary-looking jeep was parked. Outside the jeep, stood a woman wearing camouflage shorts and a navel-baring top, with a strong and wild temperament. In the back seat of the car, there was an old man named Zhongshan suit with a calm face.
When the woman saw three rounds of Crimson Moon appearing in the sky, she had a bad feeling in her heart.
She suddenly felt worried and asked the old man in a lowered voice.
"Are you sure that all this will develop in the direction you want?"
"..."
"Things were under control from the beginning."
The old man in the back seat answered softly after a while, "Every step is a necessary condition for the experiment."
He seemed to have gone through a slight tangle and made sure that nothing unexpected would happen before he decided to tell the woman these things.
He sighed softly and said, "Back then, I brought you to Qinggang together. I could study your secrets without being disturbed by others. During that time, I did get some important information and cultivate your conjectures."
"But there is only one exception, and that is the child codenamed 'Tyrant'."
"..."
When he mentioned this code name, the expression on his face also showed slight complexity, but it just passed away briefly.
"We don't know what to do with this child."
"I clearly know that he has terrible power in his body, but I dare not channel it."
"Because I can feel that the power in his body is different from all of you, even completely different. Once that power is channeled, our security measures may not be able to withstand it, causing everything to be destroyed because of his loss of control."
"I'm not even sure he really has feelings as a human being."
"..."
After a pause, he sighed softly and said:
"I conducted normal tests on him and also collected blood and cerebral cortex tissue samples."
"While preparing for these experiments, I even had the possibility of irritating him and causing him to lose control."
"But he didn't."
"When we opened his skull, I accidentally saw his expression..."
"He was not anesthetized and remained conscious."
"But when we clipped off part of his cerebral cortex, he actually smiled at me..."
"..."
The woman next to the jeep, or rather No. 7, suddenly shivered.
She was a little annoyed, and seemed to be afraid, so she suddenly cursed fiercely, "Monster, he is indeed a monster..."
"I already knew he was a monster."
"..."
Old Director waited quietly for her to finish venting, then nodded with a smile and said, "Indeed."
"In order to see if he has human emotions, I took him to see a lot of things."
"I took him to see No. 17's anatomy experiment, and also took him to see No. 4's high-current endurance limit experiment. There are many more, allowing him to come into contact with the most violent children, or the most docile children, and various different experimental subjects..."
"I hoped to see some different reactions from him, but in the end, I failed."
"No matter what he faced, he looked at it curiously and calmly."
"His behavior is unpredictable."
"Sometimes, even if someone inserts a knife into his body, he just keeps smiling."
"Sometimes, if someone just looks at him, he will kill that person in front of all of us..."
"..."
He seemed to recall scenes from that year, and there was a look of emotion in his pale eyes.
"His experiments hit a dead end."
Old Director sighed softly and lit a stick of inferior tobacco. The pungent smell of tobacco rose around the jeep.
"So, I made a decision."
His face looked very calm and he said, "Since you can't control the power in his body, then activate him completely."
"You..."
Hearing these words, even No. 7 was startled and looked up at Old Director.
"This is normal."
Old Director looked at No. 7's reaction, smiled, and said, "In experiments, in order to observe the characteristics of a certain material, it is a common method to give it different degrees and levels of stimulation, observe its changes, and record its patterns..."
No. 7 turned around with a loud roar and faced Old Director: "So the escape plan back then..."
"It's all under control."
Old Director replied calmly, "How can an escape plan discussed by a group of children escape the eyes of adults?"
"Chen Xun already reported it to me when you first had the idea of escape. It even contains the attitude of each of you towards this escape plan, whether it is supportive, negative, afraid, or excited about it..."
"So..."
Listening to his calm words, even No. 7 couldn't help but feel panic.
Her body was trembling slightly. "So what I told you about back then..."
"Your whistleblower back then was also useful."
Old Director replied gently and nodded to her, "At least you let us understand your attitude."
"That's why I will rescue you after the fact. Otherwise, you actually belong to the category that can be given up."
"..."
Number Seven's body began to tremble.
Her face, which was usually defiant and fierce, truly showed fear and uncontrollable anger.
"Later, you also knew the results of this plan."
Old Director didn't look at No. 7's reaction. He just breathed out softly and said, "The experiment was quite successful..."
"Of course, on the surface it was a failure. We all underestimated the damage he could cause..."
"However, this did confirm my suspicion at the time:"
"Number 9, codenamed 'Tyrant', has no abilities and no regular reactions to everything. This shows that his spirit has always been in an extremely stable state. Therefore, it is possible to impress him by using this method of stimulating others to lose control."
"From this experiment, he really felt something."
"Even if the first feeling he felt was an extreme and uncontrollable anger..."
"..."
As the person who has followed Old Director for the longest time, No. 7 was filled with unwillingness and anger when he listened to Old Director's words.
She thought she already knew all the truth.
Because she knew the price the laboratory had paid for this incident, she always thought it was an accident. Because it was an accident, it proved that her whistleblower was correct, and she did help Old Director in some way.
But it wasn't until this moment that she suddenly realized her naivety.
At this moment, she even had a hundred thoughts of killing Old Director.
But she didn't dare.
Her facial muscles were twisted, but in the end she just suppressed her anger and asked the last question:
"So, now that you have me by your side and you have arranged so many things, what do you... want to do?"
"..."
"My idea is actually quite simple."
Old Director raised his head and looked at Qinggang, which was bathed in the three-wheeled Crimson Moon in the distance, and sighed softly:
"If you want to guide No. 9 to grow in the right direction, you need to understand him."
"..."
"After that experiment that seemed to be out of control, even I don't know what happened to No. 9. You know the reason. I was also injured in that failed experiment. After all, I am an ordinary person and it took me a long time to recover."
He shook his head slightly and sighed, "When I returned to Qinggang and continued to observe him, I found that he had disappeared. It took me a long time to find him again, and then I found that his state had changed. Someone used my experiment to guide his humanity born after the big explosion, and used strange methods to keep him barely stable..."
"It's strange. That's the part that even I can't figure out."
"..."
He took a long breath, his expression became more relaxed, and said, "But, I can understand his state."
"Humanity that is so fragile that it can even be ignored grows together with divinity that is so powerful that we cannot understand it. It is like a person is born with huge mental pressure. He may fall into collapse at any time, and he is always trapped in invisible fear."
"This child is always afraid. His humanity is like that of a crying and powerless little boy."
"Because he's afraid, he's looking for something to protect him, and that's rules everywhere."
"For the weak, rules are the only thing that can protect them."
"He even chose to forget all the most painful things in the past, and only retained the memories he thought were the best."
"Of course, this is a normal self-physiological protection mechanism, and it was also the only choice he could make at the time."
"..."
Having said this, you can see an obvious look of excitement on Old Director's face.
He was so excited that he almost choked on the cigarette.
After coughing twice, he took the cigarette at his fingertips farther away from himself and said with a smile:
"With this as a basis, I can design subsequent experiments, or trials for him, so that he can slowly grow up under these many tests. This naturally has risks, but it finally went smoothly..."
"He actually grew up through these trials and reached an unprecedented balance..."
"Do you know how I feel when I see him like this?"
"I was even touched."
"The weak human nature grew step by step, became firm, and became a foundation capable of carrying divinity..."
"Is there anything greater than this in this world?"
"..."
"..."
Looking at Old Director's somewhat excited face, No. 7 felt real despair.
"Since you are so moved and care about him so much, why do you arrange this trial now?"
She even asked somewhat numbly, "Aren't you afraid that such a trial will destroy everything he has now?"
"Patients with severe depression are most afraid of recurrence."
Old Director replied softly, "The same is true for people who are burdened with the growth of divinity."
"But we have to do it."
He raised his head from afar and looked at Qinggang. His voice was heavy and he said slowly, "The most powerful bullet cannot be tempered by warm fire."
"So, I chose to use stronger pressure to make his fragile humanity stronger!"
"This is Trial of Strength."
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