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"Him?"

Dendorff fell into deep thought.

In fact, he understood the terror of Blood瞳 better than the Scholar. Although in his eyes, Blood瞳 was still just a code name. But the 'War Servant' bloodline awakened in Blood瞳 made him feel an unimaginable power. That was the power of Crodir that he had never stepped into, mysterious and far-reaching!

So among these experimental subjects, Blood瞳's value was undoubtedly the highest.

Now that the Scholar mentioned Blood瞳, Dendorff couldn't help but wonder, could this matter really be done by Blood瞳?

He also recalled the scene he had seen in the reception room a few days ago. There was no doubt that Blood瞳 had the power to kill low-level experimental subjects. But the problem was that the remaining two experimental subjects were both Meteor-class, the same level as Blood瞳, and Dendorff wasn't sure if he could do it. Moreover, the incident occurred extremely far from Crick Planet. Could Blood瞳's will still have an impact over such a long distance?

Dendorff didn't know, but before everything was clarified, he didn't want to offend Blood瞳, the most valuable experimental subject.

Even if the case was exactly the same as when Blood瞳 drank the fourth subject to death, he forced himself not to think about it.

Because he knew that as long as he thought about it, whether Blood瞳 did it or not, a deep and immeasurable rift would appear between him and Blood瞳.

He let despair and disaster abduct the experimental subjects here, and painstakingly created a good environment for them. What was Gustas really plotting? It should be known that the difference in human subjective initiative is very large, and the results brought by willingness and unwillingness will be completely different. As a human being, how could Dendorff not know this?

It was because of this that he tried his best to create good living conditions for the experimental subjects, and sacrificed the resources within the plane to relieve their mood. All of this was for his next experiment.

He couldn't allow himself to make mistakes, and he couldn't allow his subordinates to make mistakes either.

Those who make mistakes only die.

The atmosphere in the office was terrifyingly silent. Dendorff stared at the scene on the light screen for a long time without saying a word. After a long time, he rubbed his chin and asked softly.

"What is Number One doing?"

"He..." The Scholar's face was a little strange, as if he wanted to say it, but felt it was very boring.

Dendorff naturally understood, rubbed his eyebrows. "Speak, what is he doing."

"He is..." The Scholar hesitated for a moment, but still answered honestly. "He is browsing the War Circle."

The War Circle, of course, is not a circle for fighting. But a circle for warriors. To put it bluntly, this is a kind of private message board circulating in the intelligent brain network. It is also similar to the ancient chat rooms and forums. It's just that this kind of war circle is generally initiated by cosmic mercenaries themselves, rejecting the control of any forces, and has great autonomy and authority. If it is an ordinary person, it is impossible to touch the edge of the war circle at all, and if it is a power organization, the result of wanting to control the war circle will either be destruction or the disbandment of the war circle.

Because this is the ancient tradition of cosmic mercenaries, the dignity of freedom. So even the mercenary headquarters has to turn a blind eye. Dare not get involved too much.

Dendorff certainly knew of the existence of the War Circle, but he didn't expect that Blood瞳 would be doing this during this time.

As one of the managers of the mercenary headquarters, he certainly couldn't control the War Circle, otherwise he would be an enemy of tradition and an enemy of all mercenaries. A wise man would not do that. But in this way. Blood瞳's behavior cannot be monitored, and his experiment, the future of the entire human race, is covered with a layer of uncertainty.

For a time, Dendorff felt a headache.

But only a moment later, he continued. "Besides the War Circle. Has he done anything else?"

"He browsed some ancient materials, mainly about the Great Chaos era, and some potions needed for mercenary evolution, etc." The Scholar said cautiously. "From these actions, I think his memory has not been lost. Maybe we can..."

"Put away your maybe." Dendorff said decisively. "No matter what, we can't risk losing him. Today, when we have lost three experimental subjects, you should know how important he is to me."

"Yes." The Scholar immediately lowered his head. Indicating submission.

Dendorff then rubbed his brow and thought carefully.

His fingers tapped unconsciously on the virtual keyboard. After a long time, his brow suddenly stretched, and he said seriously. "From now on, we only have him left as our experimental subject. We can't carry out the original plan. Immediately contact the headquarters, I want to know the results of the headquarters' communication with the Second World. In addition, I need to explain one thing to the headquarters, that is, my experiment must be advanced, and the headquarters is required to make preparations immediately."

"But, in this case, will we have enough time to communicate with the Second World?"

"This is not a question for you to consider. Those old guys at the headquarters are slow every day, it's time for them to have a headache!" Dendorff interrupted the Scholar's worries with a low shout.

"Let them worry about these things! What you have to do now is to ensure Number One's freedom and monitor his behavior."

"Understood!" The Scholar nodded immediately. This was not difficult. For them, who controlled the entire plane, it was even simpler than breathing.

Seeing that Dendorff had no other instructions, he lowered his head and retreated.

Behind him, Dendorff lowered his head and said nothing.

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"Number One... I hope you don't let me down." A trace of coolness suddenly flashed in Dendorff's deep gaze. "Time is running out..."

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At the same time, Blood瞳 had just left the last message on the intelligent brain and then turned off the intelligent brain on his wrist. This intelligent brain was just distributed to him, and it was the highest-level model of the Third World mercenaries. It had extremely strong performance and broad network functions. It's just because of the asymmetry between the plane and the normal universe that it cannot be connected at will.

Every day, the intelligent brain can only communicate with the outside world for a short hour. And this hour is Blood瞳's 'airing out' time. It seems very short, but it is enough for Blood瞳.

He rubbed his eyebrows, thinking about whether there were any flaws in his actions just now. After carefully recalling it, he relaxed and said to Meiding next to him.

"I'm leaving soon, do you need anything to prepare?"

"Meiding... Meiding doesn't need any preparation." The little girl said with a pout, looking delicate and cute. "Only Mr. Number One needs to prepare. By the way, Meiding wants to prepare luggage for Mr. Number One."

"So that's it." Blood瞳 smiled slightly, and didn't expose the girl's lie. "Is one hour enough?"

"Enough, Meiding's movements are very fast." Meiding replied with a smile, and then jumped out.

Blood瞳 stayed in the ward, silently pondering.

This time, he is really leaving Crick. Although there are still a few days before the next experiment. He has plenty of time. But in these few days, can he really find the loopholes in the plane?

Blood瞳 raised his head, looked at the blue sky outside the window, and fell into deep thought... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to read.)

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