Eunuch, do you really know these martial arts?

His actions and demeanor were exactly those of a native of Great Xia.

These elders, who knew the people of Daxia very well, immediately recognized that his mannerisms were almost identical to those of the people of Daxia.

Without a doubt, he was influenced by Jiang Nian's blood genes.

"This clone exhibits too many of the behaviors and actions of the Great Xia Dynasty. Could he be harboring feelings for the Great Xia?"

The elder looked worried.

It's no wonder he's so worried, mainly because the previous batch of clones didn't exhibit so many similar behaviors.

They exhibited more of the behaviors of clones, with almost no influence from Jiang Nian. The only difference was that Jiang Nian's blood genes enhanced their physical strength; otherwise, they had no unique characteristics.

Therefore, this sudden situation greatly worried the Grand Elder.

Because those clones not only inherited some of the original owner's behaviors and habits, but their thoughts were also very similar to those of the original owner.

For example, they previously captured a soldier from the Carpet Country, who was actually a mercenary and a ruthless executioner.

They kidnapped him because he was physically strong and had exceptional dexterity.

He himself is a member of a small country and has an extreme aversion to his own country.

Because the leader was incompetent, the people of the country could not live and work in peace. Otherwise, why would he have become a special forces soldier, risking his life on the edge of a knife?

He neither sought revenge against his country nor supported its development; instead, he wandered abroad, accumulating vast wealth to improve his life.

The clones, surprisingly, share the same temperament, inexplicably developing a dislike for their motherland and even showing resistance upon hearing its name, though they would not physically harm anyone.

Instead, there was a sense of isolation, as if simply mentioning the name of this country would trigger their natural resistance.

Everyone present was well aware of how strong the patriotic beliefs of the Daxia people were.

It was like a powerful belief etched into their very bones, even beyond the realm of humanity. They felt that the patriotic belief of the Great Xia people was almost divine, beyond description in normal words.

Thinking of this, the Grand Elder felt worried:
Could this black clone also have such thoughts?
If that's the case, then it would be terrible.

Such a powerful biological weapon, if it cannot be used by them, the resulting losses will be incalculable.

Moreover, it's quite obvious that this guy's skin is extremely tough, and ordinary weapons simply cannot cut through it.

Judging from the loud crash of the steel falling from the sky, even if they wanted to use extremely cruel torture methods to force him to submit, it wouldn't be that easy; the enemy would face immense difficulties.

At this moment, looking at the black clone who was still looking around the stadium and familiarizing himself with his surroundings, the Grand Elder's eyes were anxious. He then turned to everyone:
"Do you think we should communicate with him now?"

After he finished speaking, everyone present looked at each other in bewilderment.

The Second Elder, Third Elder, and Fourth Elder were all speechless at this moment.

They didn't know how to deal with this situation.

Even the Second Elder, who had initially raised the question of whether he wanted to connect with the black clone, fell silent at this moment, because he was shocked by the terror of the black clone.

Can they really control such weapons?

It seems that saying it is one thing, doing it is another.

The Grand Elder shook his head helplessly. Then, his eyes, which had been filled with the twilight of death and seemed destined for the grave, suddenly shone brightly, as if a brilliant mind had awakened within him. His eyes, clear and alert, stared intently at the monitor screen, and he commanded:

"General, go and make the contact."

This is something we have to face no matter what.

At the same time, all advanced weaponry should be prepared, and the destruction procedure should any unforeseen circumstances occur, it should be implemented immediately.

""yes!"

The general immediately nodded in acceptance without hesitation.

Anyway, the Grand Elder is in charge, so if any problems arise, the Grand Elder will naturally take care of them. There's nothing for me to worry about.

Once the weapons were ready, General Chen Ping immediately walked to the monitoring screen and looked at the red button and microphone next to it.

This is a remote microphone that can communicate with the stadium; pressing the red button is the activation button.

Meanwhile, inside the stadium, the black clone was curiously looking around.

He was very satisfied with his current physical condition. With such a body, he could accomplish anything automatically, which would make him a godlike being.

So the clone was very excited, feeling that he was born at the peak of his life.

It's obvious that someone is imprisoning him here, but how could these things possibly hold him back?
Just as he was about to walk towards the edge, ready to use his fist to create a passage, he suddenly heard a piercing crackling sound, followed by the general's voice echoing throughout the stadium:

Hello.

On the communicator, I am a general in North India.

Your presence here for the first time is also our destiny.

Your current powerful physique is also a result of our scientific research.

The black clone simply nodded at what he said without refuting it.

Although he has no memories in his mind, his common sense allows him to quickly understand the current situation.

He had already realized that this was a large base similar to a laboratory, and that he was undoubtedly the experimental subject.

Even if you know the situation, how easy is it to accept it?
The clone looked up at the source of the sound and saw a pinhole camera on the wall with a built-in microphone and speaker transmitting sound outwards.

An unnamed rage surged within the clone, for anyone would find it unbearable to hear that they were merely an experimental subject.

But he managed to suppress his anger.

Unbeknownst to him, being a product of the combination of black genes, he possessed a very strong restless gene within him, making it quite normal for him to fight when they disagreed.

But since he was able to suppress it with reason, at this moment, the clone's strength had reached an even more terrifying level.

The black clone looked up at the wall in front of him and said coldly:

"Trash people, what did you create me for?"
What do you want me to do?

The black clone asked curiously.

Everyone in the monitoring room was startled by the temperature check, especially the eldest elder, who straightened up excitedly.

Since clones are taking the initiative to talk to them, and he is asking about their purpose, it seems like they are about to start a collaboration.

This is a good start. As long as they are willing to engage in dialogue, they have the opportunity to brainwash each other and turn each other into a machine that serves them.

"General, invite him to cooperate with us," the Grand Elder said hurriedly.

The general nodded, then tentatively asked:

"You know that we gave you this powerful body, so you should naturally repay us."

We have many things for you to do, and we will also give you corresponding compensation, so that you can experience a happy, fulfilling, and vibrant life.

The general spoke frankly about his most straightforward thoughts.

The advantage of this is that it allows the other person to feel your sincerity without letting them sense that you have someone else's intentions.

After all, someone like me who made my feelings clear from the beginning, even saying that I just wanted to give him a good life, would probably seem fake to any normal person no matter what I did.

Such statements can also be used to assess the other person's thinking ability.

For example, before the emergence of clones, most of them maintained a state of resistance. They were unwilling to cooperate, only wanted to escape from this place, and wanted to create their own uncontrollable society.

I just don't know what this black clone will do.

For a moment, everyone present was nervously watching the monitoring room, looking at the calm expression on the black clone on the screen, each one feeling extremely tense, fearing that an unexpected problem might occur.

Meanwhile, inside the gymnasium, the worker, listening to the deep, heavy voice of the man with the bamboo-like features, was thinking quickly about how to get him to offer his terms:

"interesting.

Judging from the language the other person was speaking, I should be in North India right now.

Although I don't know the specific details, in my impression, North India is a very powerful country. No wonder it was able to develop such advanced technology. It seems it should not be underestimated.

As for cooperation, we can consider it at that time.

Although the black clone had no memories, a strange way of thinking naturally emerged in his mind at this moment, as if a subconscious mind was analyzing the previous situation for him, and that his subconscious mind itself had some understanding of the current state of the world.

"Choose to cooperate."

A person wandering in this world is like countless flies, living aimlessly and without any meaning.

Even if you become the strongest, you will not find joy in your heart and mind; you will become a lonely traveler.

It could be said that cooperating with them would earn the love and obedience of countless people, and even allow one to enjoy the pleasures of power from a high position—why not?

The black clone thought to himself.

He was still satisfied with the idea that the magical voice in his mind had given him.

As he said, even though he now possesses extremely terrifying power, he is still just a fledgling bird.

With my current physical body and weak position, it is difficult to create a place for myself in this world.

Even if I could stay in the air for a few seconds, I still couldn't cross mountains and land to go somewhere else.

This world has airplanes, fighter jets, and all sorts of high technology. If you want to travel to other countries and see the world, you can't get there by running yourself ragged.

Clearly, after careful consideration, cooperating with these people is the best option.

At the same time, we must also be careful.

At that moment, a phrase that immediately heightened the black clone's vigilance naturally surfaced in his mind:

"One should always be wary of others, but never harbor thoughts of harming them."

After thinking it through, the black clone calmly looked up at the pinhole camera hanging high above.

Although it was so small that it was almost invisible to the naked eye, the black clone could see the pinhole camera clearly, as if it were right in front of him.

"Okay, I promise you, we can cooperate."

But I have conditions; otherwise, there's no point in discussing anything.

The black clone tried to make his voice sound normal, as if he didn't care, as if he were just saying something very ordinary.

This caused an uproar among everyone present.

In the monitoring room, the First Elder, Second Elder, Third Elder, Fourth Elder, and the General, especially the scientist who was the highest-ranking member, were filled with shock and disbelief.

"You agree?"

Did he agree?

The scientist muttered excitedly to himself, his eyes filled with astonishment.

"They actually agreed!"

It's important to know that the fusion target he chose this time was a warrior with a hexagonal physical body, but his intelligence was definitely not high; in fact, it could be said to be at a very low level.

After all, the main characteristics of the black people are their physical strength and extreme endurance, but they are slightly inferior in terms of intelligence, and even much worse.

So even though he's a hexagonal warrior, his intelligence is only that of a normal person; there's nothing special about him.

I never imagined that the Jiang Nian Blood Project could become so powerful!

Furthermore, judging from the slightly intrigued expression on the black clone's face on the monitoring screen, scientists can be quite certain of one thing: this clone is very intelligent and knows how to seek advantage and avoid harm.

This is a truly terrifying ability.

"Interesting, it actually succeeded."

The Grand Elder excitedly stood up, then looked at the black clone on the monitor screen and said directly:
"Tell me, what are your conditions?"
Please tell me.

The elder was still excited; he was extremely interested in this black clone.

Based on their so-called requirements, they can meet them as long as they are not too unreasonable.

Even now, a rather powerful and terrifying thought unconsciously surfaced in the Grand Elder's mind:

It wouldn't matter if the black clone wanted his daughter to accompany him.

This is called a siege against the Grand Elder. What he wants is success, power, and an increasingly unfathomable position for himself.

Don't be fooled by his current position as the Grand Elder; in reality, his position is precarious, and countless people want to oust him.

These three people beside him, who usually appear amiable and respectful to him, and who call him the Elder, may harbor many ill intentions in private.

Since he took this position, ninety percent of the difficulties he has faced have been caused by these three guys, subtly and gradually.

It's fair to say that without those three, his job would be incredibly easy, and his life would be perfectly fulfilling. (End of Chapter)