Heavenly Dao Formula

"You're here." Sikong was already waiting before arriving at the platform.

Xia Fan got straight to the point, "That person...was awake?"

"Its signs are all normal, and its brain waves have returned to a readable state. In theory, it is now awake, just like a normal person." Sikong replied, "I confirm this You will be notified after that."

He took a deep breath, "Take me to see him."

The two took the elevator and went straight down to the core of the escape tower. After making several turns and turns, Xia Fan walked into a heavily guarded biological laboratory. The four walls here are pure white, as clean as the door of the gate of heaven; every ceiling above the head is an adjustable lighting lamp, which is emitting soft natural light at this time. At the far end of the room stands a huge glass jar in which a human body looms.

This is the birthplace of synthetic life forms, and the "primordial demon" is spliced ​​out bit by bit in a petri dish by artificial means.

In fact, this biological laboratory can also produce legal life forms.

After all, the coding fragments of monsters are more complex and require higher technology.

It's just that due to the ethical restrictions in the escape law, this move is absolutely prohibited, so Sikong has never done related experiments.

It took Xia Fan a lot of effort to manually turn off this restriction, allowing her to bypass the review unit and try this kind of synthesis.

He thought it would take a lot of time, but Sikong's progress was faster than he expected.

Although the person in front of him has all the characteristics of a legal living body, he is not a natural person in the true sense.

From the moment he was conceived, he possessed an extremely complex consciousness.

"I must remind you again that it is extremely dangerous and its ability is unpredictable. Even a simple conversation may kill people." Sikong stopped in front of the glass jar, turned back and said solemnly, "Please allow me With the right to judge independently, once I detect that you are at high risk, I can destroy this body within a millisecond to minimize the impact."

Xia Fan knew that the other party was not joking.

But he also trusted his own judgment.

"You can make your own decisions, but you need to increase the weight of my instructions."

Sikong's eyes flickered, "Understood, the rules have been written."

"Then open the cover."

Following his voice, the outer wall of the glass jar began to "fade" from top to bottom, gradually becoming clear and transparent from a gray hazy state.

The moment the body exposed its head, Xia Fan saw a black-haired woman.

"Wait!" He suddenly stopped, "The body is female?"

"Yes, it has always been like this." Sikong replied, "This soul resides on Miss Luo's memorial, and it used to fight you with a female body before. Is there any problem if I adjust the embryo to a female? Although the chaotic entity is not Gender, but it can no longer be simply attributed to chaos, and if self-awareness matches the body, it can also reduce the occurrence of conscious rejection."

"Uh...then if this goes on..."

"Oh, you're worried about seeing parts you shouldn't?"

Xia Fan almost choked, Sikong always said such words very quickly, as if she had a great satisfaction in stabbing Omega's vitals.

"Don't worry, I'm an all-round manager, and I've already taken this into consideration." She let the cover continue to retreat, "It's not difficult at all to put clothes on the experimental subject, as long as the clothes are sterilized in advance."

Sure enough, Xia Fan quickly saw that the lower part of the opponent's neck was covered by a white robe.

Tsk... What's the matter with this feeling of loss.

Xia Fan's eyes swept from the top of his head to the soles of his feet—it was the first time he saw the complete appearance of this body. The woman in front of him was about twenty years old, and she was at a fully mature stage physically. Height and body shape are also the most standard ones, and Sikong must be setting parameters based on the average values ​​in the database.

The last time I saw this person, she was still in an embryonic state, looking like a fist-sized spore-the theoretical twenty-year growth process took only five short years in a petri dish.

And Xia Fan also noticed that her ankles were engraved with complicated patterns, and her toenails also showed a rose-like color, which was obviously not done by Sikong.

"They all grow freely," Sikong explained actively, "After the consciousness is combined with the body, it will gradually change the characteristics of the body to match the appearance in memory, as if decorating the house according to your own preferences Average. So these characteristics indicate that the fusion was very successful, and she is exactly the person you want to awaken."

When will she wake up?

Xia Fan raised his head, and just about to ask this sentence, he saw a pair of opened eyes aimed at him at some point.

In an instant, he felt that time stopped, even the bubbles constantly popping out of the glass jar stopped, and those eyes were like a dark abyss, pulling him into it continuously——

Xia Fan couldn't help shivering.

It was also this sudden chill that interrupted his frozen thoughts. Time began to pass again, and the bubbles rolled upwards disorderly, while Sikong at the side seemed unaware.

Is it an illusion?

No...he restrained the urge to gasp for breath, it was because his consciousness was disturbed—in fact, without even saying a word, the person in front of him could affect the surrounding life forms just by using "thoughts".

But this sudden interruption also gave him more confidence in his judgment.

"Human? It's really... nostalgic."

Her voice suddenly came from all directions in the room.

"An electromagnetic signal was detected - it called all the speaker systems in the room." Sikong frowned. "Should I cut it off?"

"No, it's not bad to just talk like this." Xia Fan raised his head and looked at the other person squarely, "How about this body, can you get used to it?"

"It's a little narrow, but it's not a physical problem." She said in a slightly lazy voice, "Once you cross the border and feel the freedom of the conscious body, no matter how good your body is, it will make you panic."

"What should I call you?"

The woman raised her eyebrows with great interest, and raised her legs directly in the culture solution, "Then do you still have to ask? Of course it's the ancestor."

Xia Fan couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth.

In a sense, this name is not wrong, because her actual age is too old to be estimated, at least thousands of years.

As the group of people who crossed the border, her origin is even more pure, the standard is the identity of the earth flag, and it is even older than the Escape Committee.

It's just that it's still hard for Xia Fan to say that in front of others.

"But for the sake of saving my life, I give you permission to call me by my first name—"Ann". "

It was a very special vocabulary, composed of a series of strange pronunciations with unknown meanings, but for some reason, the word "an" could automatically appear in Xia Fan's mind.

He subconsciously looked at Sikong, who shook his head at him.

No matching language was found in any database.

Apparently, the name she spoke was from Chaos.