Chapter 10
"Shut up both of you. From now on, you can only talk within the scope of the topics I allow." Zhang Xun said coldly, pushing Adam into the elevator, "Also, I don't have much affection for you, only curious."
"Oh, that's how it is." Adam nodded with a blunt movement as if he understood very well. Apparently he was practicing some of the more appropriate human behaviors in his database, but because of the lack of control over his body, he looked a bit silly...
Adam's "cell" has two layers of gates and no windows, but the layout can even be described as comfortable. The spacious room even looks a bit retro. The air vents continuously deliver wind at a suitable temperature. The most basic bed, tables, chairs, and bathroom are all available, but the furniture is all fixed on the floor, and there are no sharp objects that can be used as murder weapons. The three walls of the room are covered with soft sponge pads, and a layer of European-style wallpaper is laid on the outside, which is intended to make the room look closer to a human residence. On the opposite wall is inlaid a screen that is somewhat incompatible with the whole room. At this moment, it is imitating a window according to Zhang Xun’s setting before leaving, projecting a pine forest with drizzle, and occasionally there are deer shadows Wandering past, birds with wet feathers sometimes stop on the treetops. The screen is also an invisible one-way mirror, and Adam's actions can be observed from the observation room next door. There is a slightly faded leather sofa in the middle of the room, and there is even a soft wool carpet on the floor.
Zhang Xun wanted Adam to live a life as close to a human as possible and help him adapt quickly. However, the comfortable layout of the cell was obviously beyond Adam's imagination.
"Maybe I'm wrong, you really don't want me to be your slave." Adam tilted his head, looking confused.
Zhang Xun restrained his urge to roll his eyes again, "I let you live comfortably because it can help you adapt to your body as soon as possible. There is no point in using an uncomfortable living environment to torture you at this time."
Although other people don't think so. Zhang Xun never let another person enter this room, and all the furniture was moved in by himself at night. If the people in the guard knew how well he treated the captives they hated so much, he might be dismissed the next day.
But what good is torture? Apart from venting the hatred and unwillingness in their hearts, besides making human beings uglier, what else can it do?
Even so, Zhang Xun's eyes were still a little cold, and he stared at Adam's pupils seriously and solemnly, and suddenly his sharp eyes penetrated into Adam's soul, "However, I can give you comfort, and I can also take it away. You That's right, from today onwards, I am your master, your administrator, and your mechanic. I can be tolerant to you, or I can be strict with you. When necessary, I can even destroy you. This is our The only possible relationship between them, I hope you remember this and don't forget your identity."
Adam was stunned for a moment, feeling some kind of vigor hidden by Zhang Xun who had been very patient and even gentle to him after the trance, and shrank slightly. He opened his innocent eyes wide and said hesitantly, "I understand."
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Chapter 5 Paradise Lost (5)
Zhang Shuo sat behind his desk, looking at a dozen paper reports on the desk. But Zhang Xun stood in front of him, his eyes drooping, and there seemed to be a rabbit jumping around in his heart, restless.
Zhang Shuo was fifty-seven years old this year. He was tall and broad-shouldered. He exuded a bit of an animal aura that only a man who had fought had. His brows and eyes are somewhat similar to Zhang Xun's, but they are tougher and deeper. His sword eyebrows are always slightly wrinkled, and his solemn eyes seem to be always critical of something.
The other half of Zhang Xun's genes came from the donation bank of the egg factory in Lost Paradise. Curry's tens of thousands of selected skin cells with high-quality DNA could come from any elite man in Paradise Lost, because all donations are anonymous, so as not to prevent the donor from giving the "father" who provided the jīng Ask for custody. Thirty-five years ago, experts in the egg factory transformed one of those skin cells into an embryonic stem cell and then cultivated it into an artificial egg, which was then combined with Zhang Shuo's sperm, and Zhang Xun was born. Although it is reasonable to say that both parties have half and half of the genetic influence on Zhang Xun, but Zhang Xun's temperament and physique are probably more in line with the donor. Zhang Xun suspects that this is why Zhang Shuo doesn’t like his only child so much. If it weren’t for the limited resources, a person can only have one child (but can donate skin cells anonymously for unlimited times), maybe Zhang Shuo would want to choose another skin cell donor , to raise a child more like him.
After closing the report, Zhang Shuo looked up at his son with eagle-like eyes, "You asked for an extended adaptation period for Adam? Do you know that if we spend one more day, our danger will increase exponentially? Eden's The North American server was hijacked, and the United States is likely to use this to declare war on us."
"Canada will try its best to mediate and prevent this from happening. After all, we are in their territory, and no one wants the flames of war to burn themselves. And after so many years of analysis and observation of Eden's decision-making, it has always believed that unnecessary wars are làng dangerous activities that waste resources and exacerbate environmental degradation, and are especially reluctant to use nuclear weapons. And our current defense system has been able to withstand at least one nuclear attack. In addition, we have not threatened him enough to make him use nuclear weapons. .”