Absolute Zone Zero: Please call me the Dragon of Annihilation

Chapter 7 Experimental Subject: Mysterious Girl
Under Ming Che's control, the fire butterfly transformed into a rose. Ming Che gently held the flaming rose in one hand and handed it to Caesar in a gentlemanly manner. "I'll give this flower to you as a greeting gift. I hope you like it."

Caesar's eyes sparkled as he carefully took the rose made of flames. His hands weren't burned by the flames, but instead felt a warmth that calmed his restless heart.

The old man standing by was displeased. His intuition told him that this brat must have bad intentions towards his baby. After all, what kind of nice guy would give roses to the opposite sex as soon as they meet, and make it so romantic.

Big Dad's back teeth were nearly broken, and when he raised his hand to stop himself, he paused. With a thud, Ming Che's eyes closed, and his body collapsed backwards to the ground. This startled Big Dad, who quickly picked up Ming Che and ran to the town clinic.

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"Crack!" A teacup filled with tea was thrown to the ground and shattered, spilling onto the ground and slowly dispersing its faint aroma. A man in a black suit looked at the people at the door with anger on his face.

"What a bunch of good-for-nothings! You can't even find a single experimental subject that's still under development. What's the point of having you here?" The soldiers being scolded were none other than the squad that had been scared away by Ming Che. The captain of the soldiers flatteredly said, "Boss, calm down. Don't let yourself get sick from anger."

"I'm telling you, I'll give you one last chance. If you can't find the experimental subject, you can forget about being the team leader!" After cursing, he pinched his eyebrows, waved his hand to let the team members go out, and waited until they walked away.

The man turned to look at the monitor behind him. A mysterious icon appeared on the large screen. "Thoth, how long until the God-Creation Project?" The icon on the monitor shimmered a few times, transforming the image before a light female voice rang out.

"Ten percent progress" was said along with a progress bar and a video. In the video, a researcher in a research suit was holding a notebook and observing the huge culture instrument in front of him.

The culture instrument was filled with a mysterious liquid. A young girl was curled up like a baby. A small amount of golden feathers could be vaguely seen on her body. Behind the girl grew a pair of huge wings, and each feather was like a sharp sword.

The man sat down in the reclining chair, observing the experimenter's work with great interest. "Ding-ling-ling!" The man's phone vibrated. He frowned unhappily and answered the call. "Hello," a woman's voice came from the other end.

"Mr. Jobs, the Wistar Institute has invited you to their banquet. They say they hope to collaborate on research innovations and have prepared a welcome gift for you. I hope you'll attend."

After listening to this, Jobs glanced at the monitor in front of him and said in a flat tone: "Okay! Tell them to have someone send the invitation letter to the office. I'll be there as soon as I'm ready." After that, he hung up the phone, got up and went into the cloakroom in the office.

While Jobs was changing, the young woman on the monitor, bathed in liquid, quivered slightly. Of course, no one noticed; even the researchers in front of him were busy writing data reports.

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"Whoosh!" A gentle breeze, carrying yellow sand, swept past the window, blowing over a yellow tumbleweed and stopping in front of a building with a peeling shell. "Tick-tick!" Drops of transparent liquid flowed down the IV tube into Mingche's body.

Next to him was Caesar, who was sleeping on the bed, and behind him was the old man who was talking to the doctor. The old man asked, "Lao Li, why did this young man faint for no reason?" The doctor called Lao Li turned his head and glanced at the unconscious Ming Che.

His expression was a little tangled. Seeing that the other party looked constipated, the old man couldn't help but urge him, "Tell me, what's going on?" Old Li glanced at the old man and said in a serious tone, "Are you sure this child has been like this since he arrived?"

Big Daddy was almost speechless with the guy in front of him. He grabbed the guy's shoulders with both hands and started shaking him. Big Daddy glared at Lao Li and said, "Why don't you tell me what's wrong with him?" Lao Li, feeling a little dizzy from the shaking, quickly raised his hand to signal for him to stop. Big Daddy stopped shaking and prepared to listen to what Lao Li had to say. "Ah~ Huh!" After a moment's pause, Lao Li looked at Big Daddy seriously, even though Big Daddy was a head taller than him.

"This child is not human." The first sentence left Big Dad confused, and then the shaking began even more violently than before. Big Dad said as he shook, "Of course I know, he's not human! Just get to the point."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Old Li, shaken to his knees, sat down on the ground and closed his eyes to relieve the dizziness. "I mean, this child is a man-made product, a special creation that doesn't belong to any species."

"Ah~ha." After a long pause, Old Li regained his composure and stood up. He walked over to Ming Che and raised his left arm, shaking it. "Look, there's a series of numbers and experiment names here. I found them when I examined him."

These details were cleverly hidden under the watch, making them difficult to find unless the watch was removed. After hearing the other party's explanation, Big Dad also sensed something was wrong. "So, you mean this guy is troublesome."

Old Li gave Big Dad a look that said, "You're not stupid yet." "Hey! What's that look?" Old Li didn't respond, but turned to look out the dark window. He warned:

"You! You! I still have to remind you, this child must be the masterpiece of some powerful person. It's not something that people like us can get our hands on. I advise you to give up your little plan as soon as possible. The Outer Ring can no longer withstand any damage."

Big Daddy lowered his head and fell silent. Actually, he did intend to keep the person at the beginning, but after hearing what the other party said, Big Daddy had to think carefully.

"Well, anyway, why did this guy faint?" Big Dad returned to the point, looking at Old Li who was still pretending to be naive by the window. "Ahem, it's nothing serious, just fainted from hunger. He'll be fine after a few days of rest."

After saying that, Lao Li handed an invoice to the old man, "This is the medicine for treatment, a total of fifty dinitrates, take a look for yourself." The old man took the invoice and found that a bottle of nutritional supplement only cost thirty dinitrates, which was twenty dinitrates less than the bill?
The old man raised an eyebrow and looked at Lao Li, his eyes full of inquiry. Lao Li was a little frightened by the old man's look. He coughed twice and explained, "Ahem, the ten dime is for hospitalization fees, and the rest is for my personal mental damages."

Big Daddy had reason to suspect that this guy was definitely doing it on purpose, simply to disgust him. But after taking a look at the sleeping Caesar, Big Daddy could only glare at Lao Li unhappily and hand him fifty dinnies.

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The sun was setting in the west, and a bright moon hung in the night sky. Along the roadside of New Ailidu Fourteenth Street, a black sedan pulled up in front of the hotel. The bodyguard at the door gently opened it, his movements both professional and respectful.

In the car, Jobs ended his last phone call and gently put his phone back into the inside pocket of his suit. Then he elegantly adjusted his sitting posture, put his legs together, and placed his hands lightly on his knees, preparing to get out of the car.

Jobs tilted his head slightly to check the outside world through the open car door, then stood up with a calm demeanor. His figure was straight and his suit was perfectly tailored, and every step he took exuded extraordinary temperament and confidence.

After getting off the car, he gently adjusted his clothes and glanced around, as if he had a comprehensive grasp of the surrounding environment in an instant.

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