Apocalyptic Dark Age

Clone girl a038972 has never had a dream. Her previous adventure with Gaofeng made her feel dreamlike and unreal. Her life is to serve the biological laboratory until she is replaced by a new clone or by her original owner. Torture to death. Day after day of torture has made her lose hope in life. The dual physical and mental torture has made even death something worth longing for. Maybe she can't find any other goal except death.

In the struggle between life and death, only the girl herself knows the pain. In the process of waiting for death, life is like a withered flower, gradually withering away, and the traces of its own existence are like a piece of drawing paper, slowly fading away from the pattern, only to The white background was left, and she disappeared silently into a laboratory that she had never really understood. No one would remember her existence, and no one would pay attention to her disappearance.

The girl doesn't care whether she exists or not, because no one has ever taught her the value of life. Her life is like a narrow wallet that can hold too few things. However, her personal wealth, in addition to the unbearable pain of looking back, is also There was nothing left. Apart from her hatred for her master and resentment towards the laboratory, the only thing left in her limited memory were her friends who disappeared when she was in school.

Inadvertently, outsiders broke into her life. Although the rules that clones must abide by told her that outsiders were terrifying enemies and the source of destruction, for her, she had nothing left, so what else was worthy of an enemy? Can you remember it? Not to mention a terrifying enemy killed an even more terrifying master?

Following the enemy on adventures, the girl's life as simple as a blank sheet of paper became filled with different colors. Thrills, adventures, excitement, and various emotions came, which gave her more insights during the adventure. Unknowingly, she will The enemy is treated as a companion in the common resistance to the laboratory.

In fact, the thought of companions was just the deepest wish in her heart. Being able to follow Gao Feng was enough to satisfy her. She even had a fantasy in her heart that if she encountered a certain death situation, she could block the first bullet for Gao Feng. , when he is dying, seeing Gao Feng staring at him will be the most wonderful thing in the world, because he can't think of more help for Gao Feng, just like a beggar who has nothing to be grateful but can't find. Helping the millionaire's wealth, only cheap life truly belongs to her and is the only thing she can control.

She will always feel inferior in front of Gao Feng, so she came up with a bad idea, leading Gao Feng into the cloning center, becoming a bait herself, helping Gao Feng destroy the cloning center and the place she hates most in her heart. Only in this way will she not think that she is Too useless to help the peak.

But why did you meet that type B clone? Why did Gao Feng believe him and follow him to the Hermitage? Although she met her former friends in the Hermitage, she was full of regrets. Watching Gao Feng leave without any concern, the girl felt lonely. Qiqi, who was reunited after a long separation, could not make her happy, because the girl hoped to write with her life. The little romance has already come to an end before it even begins.

A girl who has just arrived is very unaccustomed to the life of the Hermitage. She has to eat on time, go to bed on time, and complete the tasks set by the superiors on time. No one can be an exception. They are like robots without emotions, completing repetitive tasks together in a simple and monotonous environment. Maybe other clones would gratefully accept this job that would allow them to escape from the life in the laboratory, but there was a deep loss hidden in the girl's heart. After experiencing thrilling adventures, the current life is no longer suitable. She couldn't forget to follow Gao Feng and watch his back cutting through the thorns ahead.

Girls who have had different experiences finally know that besides monotonous work, there are more different things in life. They have never had these things before, so they will not ask for them, but once they experience them, it is like seeing life in a big city. Children from mountainous areas with poor environment will never be able to calm down and work in the fields like their ancestors did.

Sitting next to the long workbench like other clones, they concentrated on the processing of ultra-micro gears under the microscope. Processing with precision down to nanometers requires all the effort and energy to complete the extremely demanding requirements. A stable mental state is The prerequisite for completing the work is that clones do not have too many thoughts and details. They are the best talents to complete this type of work. Therefore, there is no distinction between type A and type B clones on the workbench. Everyone is doing the same work and does not need to be managed. , no supervision is required, everyone can work spontaneously according to the established work procedures, but this does not include girls with messy minds.

Because she was always worried at the peak of her heart, the girl made a mistake again, which made her half an hour of hard work come to nothing. She couldn't help but look up and looked around in anger. Qiqi was sitting next to her, lowering her head and concentrating on processing the parts in her hands. She didn't notice Friends around me are anxious, and others are also lowering their heads to complete their work. Some people have varying degrees of cervical spine deformation because they lower their heads for a long time. No one cares, and no one will think about the meaning of the content of the work.

Occasionally, someone would finish a finished product, raise his head and twist his neck to take a rest, keeping his eyes focused on his own workbench without taking another look at others. Apart from everyone's breathing, there was almost no other sound in the entire workroom, which was so depressing. It made people panic, and the girl once again had the idea that she didn't belong here. She put down the tools in her hands, her eyes were blurred, and she imagined all kinds of adventures she would follow the peak.

A burst of footsteps broke the silence in the workroom. The girl lowered her head guiltily, preparing to start a new job. However, the footsteps came straight towards the girl, making her heart beat faster. She suppressed the urge to raise her head. Try to focus as much as possible like others. Although this is not the life she wants, it is already a paradise compared to the assistant brain computer room in the biology laboratory. No one here beats or scolds her, no one tortures her, and there are people she knows well. My friend, is there any more peaceful place than here? Restlessness is just a temporary discomfort, life should be monotonous and repetitive.

As the footsteps approached, the girl's heartbeat began to accelerate. Unintentionally, the work in her hands went wrong again, and her cheeks suddenly became hot and feverish, just like a little thief who was caught and suddenly exposed to the public. Thinking that the footsteps were not directed at her, she walked towards the front of the workbench.

The girl looked up secretly and was surprised to find that the person who came in was No. 3 from the Hermit Society, the guy who interrupted her little goal. What surprised her was not No. 3 as a person, but his outfit, a set of black tight-fitting clothing. He wears a uniform and an armed belt around his waist, with pistols, magazines, individual sabers, grenades and other equipment hanging on it.

Compared to the others who were focused on their work, the girl was more active. She pulled her friend's arm and interrupted her work. Qiqi was interrupted from her work and stared with some dissatisfaction. When she followed the girl's eyes, When he was dressed as No. 3, his face suddenly changed, and he straightened up nervously, as if he had seen something terrible.

“Everyone stop working….”

When No. 3 spoke, the clones stopped what they were doing like robots and looked up at No. 3. They were all surprised in different ways by No. 3's dress, but no one said anything and remained quiet. Only No. 3 was seen. Hao nodded to them and ordered seriously:

"Urgent order, all personnel under the Hermitage will initiate crisis plan No. 1. If they are unwilling to comply, they will be deemed to have left the Hermitage and will no longer enjoy the protection and power of the Hermitage..."

As soon as the order came out, there was an uproar below. The girl looked at the clones whispering inexplicably, and felt curious in her heart. The clones of the Hermit Society had almost no personality of their own, and were as rigid as robots. She didn't expect to see their active side. , what exactly is the so-called No. 1 crisis plan? Can it cause such a big movement?

"In addition, we are recruiting volunteers to join the battle queue. Anyone who joins the battle queue will enjoy special supply standards and priority in enjoying restricted rights. Registration is now open..."

If the previous order only caused a small-scale commotion, and most people could remain calm, then the subsequent request was simply a depth bomb, stirring up a muddy water, and the noisy sound erupted instantly, turning the quiet workroom into a dish. In the market, even Qiqi, who has always been very sensible, pulled the girl into a discussion.

The girl kept looking at the same face and saying different sounds inexplicably. The noisy place seemed to be filled with thousands of ducks. The noise made her dizzy. After listening for a long time, she still didn't understand what Qiqi said. , in short, except for No. 3 who always maintains a rigid expression, she is the only one who is not excited.

"We may all die. Crisis Plan No. 1 was launched when the Hermit Society is in the most danger. Maybe we were discovered by the higher-ups in the laboratory, and soon countless guards would come to kill us. What should we do? It's so scary. Do you want to commit suicide... ”

Qiqi kept saying these words in the girl's ear, and others also said these words. The atmosphere in the workroom was pessimistic, making people unconsciously fall into the abyss of despair. It seemed that disaster would strike in the next second. Only the imminent disaster can describe the scene here. Just when everyone was getting more and more desperate, the girl who couldn't bear it stood up suddenly, raised her right hand and said loudly:

"I volunteered to join the combat queue, I have experience in using weapons..."

The girl's sudden impulse broke the desperate atmosphere, and the noisy workplace suddenly became as quiet as ever. More than a hundred pairs of eyes were all staring at the blushing girl. Even her friends were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths. The one with the girl The children's identical cheeks had different expressions, and the colors in their eyes were even more different. On one side, there was tenacity and determination, while on the other side, there was fear and despair.

"You are allowed to join. The corresponding weapons and equipment will be sent to you later. As the first person to join, you will have an independent number and title..."

No. 3 did not show any relief and joy. In fact, he had no unnecessary expression from beginning to end. His eyes quickly moved away from the girl and continued to pay attention to other silent people, as if waiting for the next person to stand up.

Among the clones working here, there are only a small number of female clones, and more than 70% are male clones. The B-type clones designed as cannon fodder soldiers have the physical fitness of excellent soldiers from the time they are born. He has the potential of an elite soldier in his previous life, and with a little training, he can become an excellent soldier.

It's a pity that Xing Wuming changed the nature of the clones and added some things that shouldn't be there because of some idea. This method involving personality changes is not something ordinary scientists can master, and the B-type clones who were originally supposed to become soldiers They are as weak as sheep, and what's more terrible is that they suffer from collective syncope. Even if such soldiers go to the battlefield, they will not be braver than the Italian army in World War II in their previous life.

No. 3 waited for a long time, but none of the male clones stood up. They looked at the girl nonchalantly, and occasionally heard some whispers. They were obviously not interested in joining the battle queue, but the girl insisted on not moving due to the pull of her friends. , making her friend sigh, gritted her teeth and stood up, becoming the second volunteer to join the battle.

Maybe Xing Wuming has a prejudice against women and doesn't think they can become soldiers, so he didn't try his best to adjust his character. And with bloodthirsty mutants like No. 2 as a model, female clones are braver than men, and they have to take the lead. When people appeared, only a small number of female clones stood up one after another, which immediately made No. 3, whose face was stiff, soften a bit and nodded slowly.

In this way, the girl became the captain of the first team, and her fighting force was all female clones. Her friend Qiqi became the deputy captain and received equipment and combat uniforms. The Hermit Society's first actual combat force was finally formed. , although a little embarrassing, it is the clone's own army after all, and their first order is to prepare for the Hermits to officially evacuate the biological laboratory.