At those words, Adam's smile froze on his face.
He truly did not understand human emotions.
He was a created life-form, and from the moment of his birth, he had been given an absurd mission: to defeat Chu Xuan.
But unlike Chu Xuan, he had a sense of taste, smell, and pain. Though those sensations were faint, they were real.
Yet he alone lacked Chu Xuan's superhuman intelligence—
It was quite ironic. As a life-form born to defeat Chu Xuan, he alone lacked the ability to defeat him.
In other words, the meaning of his birth as a living being had vanished from the very beginning—
Thus, his creators had never treated him as a human being—
He remembered those cold metal tables. Anesthetic was injected into his body through his veins, scalpels cut open his skin, and mechanical arms implanted instruments into his body.
Or perhaps parts of certain organs were removed for analysis.
Countless books were forcibly poured into his mind, their knowledge washing over his nerves like a tide.
If he failed to master it within the allotted time, electric currents would travel through the connecting wires and viciously strike his body.
That was not punishment. It was his only remaining value.
It was all to make the next generation of products more perfect—
For a time, he had believed that this was only natural.
It was not until that day that he realized he should not have been treated like this.
He had been given life, yet stripped of all the dignity that life deserved.
Kill these people? No, kill all people.
Kill every creature called human. If he had that power, he would wipe them all out.
That thought took root and sprouted within his twisted soul like a seed.
He began making plans and