"I never imagined that a fat guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes like you could become a commander-in-chief." The clone was dumbfounded.
Before landing on the Sky Island, Qin Ze had considered many possibilities.
For example, the core AI might rebel, seize power, and control all humanoid combat weapons.
Or perhaps the Sky Island has already fallen, becoming a stronghold for the Mutated Ones.
He even considered the wild idea of humanoid combat weapons taking over the Earth.
However, Qin Ze never expected that the Sky Island was not only fine.
Moreover, the commander was his best buddy, the fat guy he'd grown up with.
The fat man in the wheelchair had a stubble beard, a full head of white hair, and a round body.
Unlike Qin Ze, who was eighteen years old, the fat man in this world had already entered his twilight years and reached the stage of drinking goji berries in his cup.
"No one has called me that nickname in years."
"It really brings back memories."
The fat man's face showed a look of reminiscence.
Your voice sounds a lot like someone I used to know.
"Could you take off your mask and let me see your face?"
Qin Ze slowly removed his mask, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
Even though the fat man was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but be moved when he saw Qin Ze's face behind the mask.
"Ze... Brother Ze!"
The fat man, wheelchair and all, instantly appeared in front of Qin Ze.
Qin Ze raised an eyebrow.
Sure enough, the fat man in this world also awakened the talent of Teleportation.
The two were about seven or eight meters apart just now.
This Teleportation distance is even more terrifying than BT.
"They're so similar."
The fat man reached out to touch Qin Ze's face, but the latter stepped back to avoid it.
"BT, you should go and rest."
I want to have a good chat with my old friend.
BT nodded and left indifferently.
You must have a lot of questions you want to ask me, right?
"Me too, actually."
The fat man maneuvered his wheelchair toward the next room.
Qin Ze followed.
Pushing open the door, Qin Ze discovered that this room was the space station's main control room.
The wall is covered with dozens of screens of various sizes.
There are also countless buttons and control switches.
Qin Ze couldn't help but ask, "Can you manage all of this by yourself?"
The fat man chuckled, "How could that be?"
"But I have an assistant."
" Galaxy, two bottles of Coke, please."
A moment later, a white robot shaped like a wastebasket slid to the side of the wheelchair.
The fat man opened the cap and took out two bottles of cola, handing one of them to Qin Ze.
"I remember you liked this."
"Thanks."
Qin Ze took the cola.
The wastebaskets, having completed their delivery, quickly returned along the same route.
As you can see.
" Galaxy is the central control AI of the Sky Island Space Station."
"I only need to give it verbal instructions to indirectly complete all operations on the space station."
Qin Ze pondered for a moment, "Where are the other people on the space station? I haven't seen a single one."
The fat man explained, "Space station resources are limited, so everyone else is in hibernation pods to save costs."
"Once all the Mutated Ones on the ground have been cleared out, they will be awakened one by one according to the procedure and return to the ground to rebuild our home."
Qin Ze took a sip of his ice-cold cola and casually found a chair to sit down.
The control room has a huge transparent wall, from which you can see the outer universe and starry sky.
Looking at the slowly rotating nebula in the distance, Qin Ze suddenly felt incredibly small.
"How did the Mutated Ones come about? Can you tell me?" Qin Ze asked.
The fat man nodded slightly. "Of course, but this story is a bit long."
Qin Ze shrugged. "The thing I have plenty of is time."
The fat man looked up at the vast starry sky and slowly began to speak.
"By 2030, Abyss Tide will become increasingly frequent, more and more fissures will appear on Earth, and the rate of Abyss invasion will gradually accelerate."
"In the ongoing battles against the alien beasts, the martial artists suffered heavy casualties."
"To reduce the mortality rate of martial artists, the Alpha Reagent was thus developed."
"As everyone knows, the cells of alien beasts are extremely tough; even the lowest-level alien beast is stronger than the physical body of the lowest-level martial artist."
"The concept of Alpha Reagent was thus born; they act directly on alien cells, causing their cellular tissues to disintegrate."
Qin Ze frowned slightly.
In the real world, Lin Siyao is also developing Alpha Reagent and has made initial progress.
Otherworld on Earth decades after its evolution?
"Unfortunately, after several years of research and practice, the Alpha Reagent only works on F-level alien beasts; higher-level alien beasts are completely immune to the reagent."
"Therefore, the research on the Alpha Reagent was a complete failure."
"But not long after, Professor Lin Siyao, the head of the Alpha Reagent project, came up with a brilliant idea."
"Since we can't easily destroy the alien beasts, why not find a way to mass-produce martial artists?"
"Soon, research on a new reagent began."
"This reagent's original solution was derived from exotic beasts, and after undergoing multiple screening processes, it can ultimately enhance the cells of ordinary people."
"Even an ordinary person without any vital energy or blood, after being injected with this reagent, can have combat power comparable to a third-rate martial artist."
"After the injection, the martial artist's combat power will reach a new level."
"This reagent is the Reverse Alpha Reagent."
The fat man, his mouth dry, took a sip of soda.
"As I get older, why does this stuff taste so awful?"
Qin Ze said calmly, "That's normal. Everyone has things to do at every age."
The fat man laughed, "You're still the same as before, spouting nonsense all the time."
He then continued, "With the Reverse Alpha Reagent, warriors began mass production, and we contained the Abyss Tide time and time again, even turning defense into offense."
"The alien beasts are no longer the Sword of Damocles hanging over humanity's heads, and the Abyss that once inspired fear has become a testing ground for Human Race."
"As the number of strange beasts dwindled and the Abyss Tide disappeared, the Abyss itself began to close little by little."
"But not long after, everything changed."
The fat man sighed, his expression a mixture of regret and resentment.
"Due to the continuous advancements in Reverse Alpha Reagent, ordinary people can even become Advanced Martial Artist after injecting advanced reagents."
"The martial arts factions and families that controlled resources began to monopolize the Alpha Reagent, and at the same time, the Martial Arts University closed down, completely severing the martial arts tradition."
"To become a martial artist, one must join those factions and families and be injected with the reagent."
Qin Ze was dumbfounded.
It sounds surreal, but it does seem like something a human could do.
Throughout history, resources have always been concentrated at the top of the pyramid.
If the real world hadn't faced a crisis of annihilation, martial arts would probably not have such a complete lineage.
Qin Ze asked, "So what about the Mutated Ones?"
Why haven't they appeared yet?
The fat man gave a wry smile, "While the Reverse Alpha Reagent is powerful, little do we know that every gift of fate comes with a hidden price."
"As the Abyss was about to close, those who had been injected with the Reverse Alpha Reagent began to Beast Transformation."
"They became bloodthirsty and violent, even completely losing their minds."
" The Mutated Ones... are actually just humans themselves."