Puppet Curse Chapter 31: Daughter

bsp;I don’t know how long it took, but Hong Mo has almost sunk. Just when Hong Mo thought he was about to die, he heard a soft cry.

"Dad."

Audio hallucinations? Hong Mo thought there was something wrong with his hearing. However, at this time, another soft voice came.

"Sister, is that daddy?" It seemed to be the voice of another child.

Hong Mo unfolded the super power field that had not been used for a long time, and outside the glass room, two children with pink makeup appeared in his mind. Who are these two little guys and why do they call him daddy?

"Okay, it's time to go. I've seen your father. Go back and continue the serious experiments." An old man next to him grabbed the two children impatiently.

"But, mom, we haven't seen her yet." The little girl in the lead, called sister, was still struggling.

"Your mother has died a long time ago." The old man replied.

"Mom, he's dead!" The two little girls murmured in a daze.

"Well, she is dead a long time ago. Your mother should be named Mu Siyu, and she died eight years ago. Okay, let's go." After saying that, he pulled the two children who did not resist. Walk outside.

Mu Siyu, their mother is Mu Siyu. The researcher's words set off huge waves in Hong Mo's heart. His mother is Mu Siyu, and they call him father, doesn't that mean?

The only possibility is that these two children are the survivors of the original cell fusion experiment. However, weren't there three who survived originally? Why were there only two? Hong Mo was confused, and then suddenly realized that he was probably dead. In this research institute, it was really easy for an experimental subject to die.

"My daughter." Hong Mo fell into an inexplicable emotion in his heart. Are they my daughters? These two little guys are my daughters!

Hong Mo found himself crying, why were he crying? Is it because there is new life in this place where humanity has been lost and full of despair?

I want to live, not only for myself, but also for my daughter. Their future should not be here.

The silent cry from the bottom of Hong Mo’s heart!

The body has become a meat ball. So what if it becomes a meat ball. I still have electricity and I still have super powers. I must get out of here and take my two lovely daughters with me.

The red ink drives the electric current in the body and becomes familiar with this strange body.

Electricity flows in the body, and the feeling of red ink spreads to every part of the body, including the fleshy ball that is like a burden. Every moment, every moment, electric current swims rapidly in the body. After practicing with Hong Mo for three days, the abnormality in his body was finally noticed by the research institute.

A few old men returned here with interest. After some testing, these old men were a little disappointed. There was no change in the red ink, it was just actively generating electric current.

"It's really disappointing. I thought there were some changes." An old man said regretfully.

"A trip in vain."

"Don't he like to generate electricity? Just connect him with a circuit and simply act as a generator. It's also a waste utilization." At first, the crazy old man gave another shocking opinion.

"Generator? It's not impossible. It's not bad to recycle waste. Recently, the funds allocated by the authorities are somewhat insufficient. If you can, save some."

As expected of the leading old men in the research institute, within one day, a circuit was installed on the outside of the red ink ball. As long as the red ink generates electricity, it can be absorbed into the device.

"If you like to generate electricity, just do it. Don't worry about energy. The food tube is enough. We have installed a new test instrument. As long as your stomach is not full, liquid food will be automatically fed in." The crazy old man He said to Hong Mo's meatball, regardless of whether Hong Mo wanted to do it or not.

Whether it's generating electricity or not, it's just a familiarity ability. As long as it still has a use, it won't be destroyed so easily.

Hong Mo knows that this research institute does not keep experimental subjects in vain. Once it is determined to be of no use, it will be destroyed. True destruction, not even a bit of dregs is left, this is also the true death that Mao Shaohui said.

Hong Mo doesn’t want to die like this. Whether he turns into a meat ball or is no longer a human being, he still has to live. As long as you live, there is hope. If you die, there will be nothing. Just watch, you beasts, you bastards, see who can laugh last. At this time, Hong Mo felt a fierceness in his heart, a fierceness that would fight to the end and dare to break a hole in the sky.

Food enters the body, transforms, supplies the body, and transforms into electricity. Hong Mo's body transforms these energies in an unknown way. Every moment, without interruption. The huge current enters the large accumulator as the circuit stores it, and then is converted into a stable current to supply the needs of the entire institute.

At first, the current provided by the red ink was not very large, but after a long period of familiarity, the current provided by the red ink actually supported most of the institute's power supply.

What this research institute does not understand is that the power provided by red ink is only supplied to the research institute after the body cannot store it. As for the amount of electricity in Hong Mo's body, I'm afraid no one really knows.

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"Dad, my sister is dying." A little girl about five years old came to Hong Mo again. He said to the huge meat ball in the glass room.

Hong Mo's heart was shocked, and he sighed in his heart, with a flash of sadness. Hong Mo released his super power field and gently comforted the sad little girl.

Maybe, what should I do?

This research institute has been stable for too long. It may need some stimulation before it changes. Only with change can Hong Mo have a chance.

Hong Mo felt the abundant electricity in his body and pondered silently.

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Before Hong Mo made any move, a group of old men came outside the glass room again. Hong Mo knows these people. They are all top experts in the institute, real experts. Most of Hong Mo's experiments were completed by them. Now it seems that these people are very excited.

"Hurry up, hurry up, let's try the effect of Blue Thunderbird's serum." It's still the crazy old man who's making noises there.

Blue Thunderbird?

"Don't worry, the blue thunderbird is the most powerful bird that can drive thunder and lightning discovered so far. I need to take protective measures first." A white-haired old man next to him comforted the old man.

As expected, it was a protective measure. The glass room was reinforced and more things that Hong Mo didn't understand were added. What is certain is that it will be even more difficult to get out.

After the glass room was reinforced, a robotic arm held a dark red potion and slowly injected it into Hong Mo's body.

Hungry, thirsty, fearful, and joyful!

After the dark red medicine entered Hong Mo's body, this strange feeling began to spread from parts of the body. Starting from the injected site, Hong Mo's body began to collapse rapidly.

"Collapsed, collapsed, just like other superpowers." Several old men paid close attention to Hong Mo's physical changes.

"Here we go, it's just as we thought. The Blue Thunderbird's serum is too overbearing. Neither ordinary humans nor superpowers can bear it. Once invaded, the body will only collapse."

"No, look carefully, his body is recovering. This is his regeneration ability. His regeneration ability has taken effect." A white-haired old man looked at Hong Mo with his face shining.

The body collapsed, regenerated, collapsed, and regenerated, falling into an infinite cycle. Hong Mo wanted to faint, but there was a strange force that kept him from fainting. The severe pain made Hong Mo's entire flesh ball twitch.

The changes in his body lasted for a week, and Hong Mo's whole body was tortured to the point of being extremely weak. If it weren't for the superpower's mental strength, he would have died long ago. Even so, Hong Mo's consciousness fell into chaos.

Hong Mo didn’t know how he fainted in the end. Maybe it's the biological self-protection instinct, or maybe...?

In a conference room, several people responsible for researching red ink were discussing the status of red ink.

"It's strange. Why is there no change in his superpower after incorporating the Blue Thunderbird's serum? It shouldn't be." An old man looked at the data on the computer with confusion on his face.

"It really shouldn't be, but this is the fact. Maybe the effect of the Blue Thunderbird on the experimental subject is very slow, and it will be better to spend more time observing the target's condition in the future. There is nothing we can do about it, after all, the integration of the Blue Thunderbird This is the first case where he is not dead due to the serum, and he has no target for comparison."

"That's it, I still need to invest some energy in the clone. I'll leave it to you for now." After a cold-faced old man finished speaking, he left the conference room.

The discussion about Hong Mo is over, and at this time, Hong Mo is still staying quietly in the glass room.