12dz Chapter 843 We must become gods!
Chapter 843 We must become gods!
Under Joseph's unquestionable order, which was like an ultimatum, the last bit of resistance from the Eagle Commander completely collapsed.
His straight spine suddenly collapsed as if the bones had been pulled out.
He turned around slowly, and his face was filled with numbness, like a walking corpse.
He did not look at Joseph again, nor at anyone else. He just walked with legs as heavy as if filled with lead, step by step, towards the alloy gate that had been sealed for countless years and symbolized the deepest taboos and arrogance of mankind.
He raised a shaking hand, aligned his eyes with the iris scanner, and pressed his palm against the genetic identifier.
After a series of complex and tedious verification procedures representing the highest level of security, the gate that seemed to lead to hell opened inch by inch to both sides with a teeth-grinding, dull sound of metal friction.
A cold air, thicker than anywhere before, mixed with formaldehyde, ozone, and some indescribable, faint smell of organic decay, rushed out from the darkness behind the door like a living thing.
The smell made everyone present frown subconsciously, their stomachs churning.
The Eagle Commander did not turn around, but spoke in a sleepwalking, hollow voice.
"Go in. Go and see what the 'hope' you want really looks like."
After saying that, he was the first to step into the disturbing darkness.
There was a flash of determination in Joseph's eyes, and he followed without hesitation.
Perseus and a group of Russian scientists behind him followed in after a brief hesitation.
After everyone entered, the huge gate slowly closed behind them.
And when the lighting system in the room lit up one by one after a humming sound of electricity, the entire space was illuminated as pale and dazzling as an operating room.
Everyone present was completely stunned by the scene before them.
Their breath was taken away in an instant.
Here is an extremely huge, circular laboratory.
Rows of giant petri dishes made of an unknown alloy stood neatly in every corner of the room like tombstones.
Countless... things are soaked in the transparent, light green culture medium.
At first glance, those things still seem to retain the outlines of humans.
But if you look at it one more time, a huge nausea and fear from the depths of your soul will instantly swallow you up.
Because, floating in those glass containers that are more than one meter tall, there are some creatures that do not look like humans at all, but look very similar to humans, and are not...
In a petri dish closest to them, a creature curled up, its lower body consisting of strong and powerful cow legs and hooves covered with brown mane.
However, its upper body is a muscular male torso that is no different from that of a human.
A huge, ferocious bull head was forcibly "grafted" onto the neck that should have belonged to a human.
Its eyes were tightly closed, but its two sharp, curved horns still exuded a chilling aura of ferocity.
This is clearly the Minotaur, the man-eating monster imprisoned in the labyrinth in the Cretan legend.
Next to it, in another container, a creature was holding its hands together in a prayer-like posture.
It has a human body and slender limbs, but its head is a lifelike black jackal head.
The eyes that should have belonged to the beast were now tightly closed, and the lines of its long mouth and snout were smooth, making it look both sacred and extremely strange.
This is Anubis, the guide and patron saint of the dead, holding the symbol of life and the scales of judgment in ancient Egyptian mythology.
Further in, they also saw Horus with the head and wings of an eagle.
I saw a Centaur with the lower body of a horse and the upper body of a human.
Even in the largest container that was like a swimming pool, there lay quietly a huge Sphinx with a lion's body, a human female face, and a pair of huge wings.
At that moment, the story that the Eagle Commander had told before about "Anunnaki being gods" seemed absurd.
In the face of these living, mythical creature-like specimens of “evidence,” it becomes incredibly, convincingly…real.
So that’s how it is… So that’s how it is…
All those mythical monsters...those half-human, half-beast beings...are not simply the imaginations of the ancients...
But... is it a failure produced by the Anunnaki when they 'created' us? !
The old scientist behind Joseph muttered absentmindedly. His worldview, at that moment, was completely and mercilessly crushed to dust.
However, as they continued to walk deeper into the laboratory with a pilgrimage-like feeling mixed with fear and awe, the shock that came from the collapse of faith.
Soon, it was replaced by a more pure, physical nausea and discomfort.
Because, apart from those relatively "normal" hybrids at the beginning, which at least have traces of traces in mythology.
The further you go inside, the less human it becomes, the less it resembles any known creature. It is filled with disgusting distortions that only a mad artist could dream up.
They saw a tissue with countless eyes, wriggling like a tumor.
They saw a "person" whose limbs were installed in reverse and whose joints could be twisted in any direction.
They even saw a huge petri dish containing a mass of flesh and blood made up of countless human limbs, organs, and faces randomly pieced together and fused together. It was as huge as a picture of hell and was still pulsating slightly...
That's no longer a failure.
That is the most profound and vicious blasphemy against the word "life"!
Even the Russian scientists, who were accustomed to all kinds of cruel experiments, couldn't help but turn pale when they saw these scenes.
Several people even leaned against the wall and began to retch violently.
However, in this atmosphere filled with horror, fear and nausea, there was only one person whose facial expression did not change much from beginning to end.
It's Joseph.
There was no fear, no disgust, not even a trace of sympathy on his face.
His eyes were cold, sharp, and full of concentration.
He was like a most experienced butcher inspecting his slaughterhouse.
He didn't care about the pain these animals experienced before being slaughtered. He only cared about whether the meat of these animals was sufficient and fat enough to feed his hungry army.
He carefully observed each petri dish, his eyes sweeping over the Minotaur's strong hooves and Horus's sharp eagle eyes. His brain was working at a terrifying speed.
Muscle density...can be increased by 300%.
Bone strength...is comparable to that of alloy.
Vision...can reach eight times that of an eagle.
Regenerative ability... If you integrate lizard gene fragments...
The pain...is unnecessary.
Fear...is also unnecessary.
All that is required is the purest, unwavering killing instinct.
These are not failures.
The corners of his mouth slowly curled up into a chilling arc.
These are just the small trial and error costs that must be paid on the road to ultimate "perfection".
Finally, he stopped, turned around, and made his final decision to the group of people behind him who had turned pale and completely lost the ability to think.
His voice was steady, clear, and unquestionable, as if he was announcing something that was perfectly normal.
"This project is great. I'm very satisfied."
"Starting today, restart it. Top priority."
He glanced at the Eagle Sauce Commander, and the look in his eyes was as if he was looking at a useless waste.
"Give us all your previous experimental data and all your failure cases."
"If we don't have enough manpower, we'll transfer from the Gulag."
"If there aren't enough experimental subjects, the whole of Eastern Europe can be our hunting ground."
"I want to see the first batch of mature 'products' ready for battlefield deployment within six months."
Then he turned to the group of wooly scientists.
"Of course," he added, his cold eyes gleaming with shrewd, undisguised greed. "At the same time, the research and development of optical stealth, prism weapons, lightning storms, neutron cannons... these 'little toys' cannot be left behind."
"Our enemy is the Dragon Nation, which has mastered 'Divine Technology'."
"So, in order to defeat them..."
"We ourselves must also... become gods."