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    The vanguard of the "Tea Blood Angels" only approached the city center.  The garrison artillery of the United Doctors' Association was completely destroyed.  They don't have the advantage of long-range fire support, but that doesn't seem to have much of an impact.  The clone soldiers started fighting crazily around every house, old workshop, abandoned water tower, and even every wall and pile of rubble.  The artillery shells fired from the city have become a signal for the two fighting parties to temporarily stop their attacks.  The respite lasted only a few minutes. Once the artillery fire stopped, a new fight would begin again.

    The Imperial Army is indeed stronger than the Medical Association Army.  But this is only reflected in personal quality.  Quantitative weakness has become apparent¡ª¡ª[]

    The attackers are far more exhausted than the defenders. They are loyal to the emperor, but not everyone has the madness to fear death.  They will also be afraid, and will be intimidated by opponents who only have broken limbs.  This is no lie. In fact, in collapsed houses covered by artillery fire, there are often soldiers of the Medical Association Army who have not been killed.  They were seriously injured, and some even had their legs blown off alive, but they still insisted on holding on to their weapons and fired desperately at the imperial soldiers who broke into the defense line.

    "General, give the order quickly!"

    The young adjutant took a few steps forward and said hurriedly in a voice that only two people could hear: "If it's later, it will be too late.

    ¡ª¡ª".

    He has also seen that the battle has reached a stalemate.  This is extremely detrimental to the Imperial Army.  Without supplies and personnel, Yang Hua must make response decisions as soon as possible.

    ¡° Otherwise, even a retreat will turn into a victorious pursuit by the Medical Association Army.  Even surrounded by them all.

    Attack?  Or withdraw?

    Yang Hua had big drops of cold sweat on his forehead. He suppressed the uneasiness and anxiety in his heart, slowly put down the telescope, nodded pretending to be calm, clenched his right fist hard, and waved it downwards

    "."

    There is a shallow porcelain plate on the table.  Perhaps due to the lack of time shaping during production, it is not a standard perfect circle, but somewhere between an ellipse and a slightly square shape.  The thickness of the plate wall is barely even, but there is no unnecessary decoration.  It even lacks the smooth enamel on the surface.  It is very rough, densely covered with convex hard pebbles that have not been completely ground into fine pieces.

    Two pieces of bread, about three centimeters thick, are stacked on top of each other on a plate.  Looking from the side, you can see bright red beef tip slices sandwiched in the middle, green and tender vegetable leaves, and some very sticky light yellow cream.

    Randwalk sat on the leather swivel chair as usual, picking up the meatloaf on the plate and taking a bite from time to time.  There was also a medium-sized soup bowl placed in front of him.  It contains cooked wheat grains.  This thing has been soaked in water before being put into the pot. Judging from the aroma, milk and lard should have been added during cooking, as well as a certain amount of minced garlic.  Simple, not overly exquisite, but very chewy in your mouth.

    As one of the few high-ranking members of the empire, Randwalk can definitely enjoy a better life¡ª¡ª

    Compared with the initial period more than ten years ago, the empire's agricultural and animal husbandry industry has developed greatly.  The surplus harvests over the years have filled huge underground warehouses in major cities.  In the wilderness around Hidden Moon City, the herds of wild two-headed cattle and bighorn sheep that were once as dense as a tide, numbering in the millions, had been completely slaughtered five years ago.  Instead, there are about 60,000 domesticated, docile animals of the same kind.  In several large ranches in the empire's more remote areas, there are even a total of about 50,000 wildebeests.

    In contrast, it is more difficult to domesticate domestic pigs and chickens.  These stubborn animals have refused to resume their status as human slaves in the old civilization.  Mutated by radiation, they still have an unusually strong desire for human flesh.  Over the years, more than a hundred keepers have been attacked by hot-tempered animals during their care, resulting in blindness, disability, and even being cut into pieces and eaten on the spot.  "." But no matter what, they have a history of being completely enslaved by humans.  If you want to make them obey their assigned fate, the most effective method is¡ª¡ª

    ??????????????????????????: Let them starve, and in front of these guys, use bloody, cruel, and vicious methods to kill a few of the same kind that resist the most strongly.  Then, give a certain amount of food.  "." Although the method is old-fashioned, it is the most effective domestication procedure that humans have continuously explored in the process of evolution.

    The empire still implements rationing.

    Salt and food needed for daily life, cotton for making clothes, meat, oil, milk and eggs as luxuries, farm tools essential for farming, and even nails, stones, wood for building houses, etc.  "." Everything must be coordinated according to specific population numbers.  Of course, you can also use your own way to get more of your own from wilderness, ruins, or other places where these things may exist.Amount.  However, this is very dangerous and there is no guarantee of safety.

    Control the people with the quantity of materials.  In fact, this method of governance cannot last long.  But for now, it's very effective.

    As for the future.  ". "There's always a better way.

    Across the wooden cabinet with nothing on it, Kleist silently observed Randwalk, who was more than three meters away from him.  A strange and strange expression gradually appeared on the pale and rigid face.

    ¡°This thing.¡±.  "Is it tasty?"

    Randwalk didn¡¯t look back.  He took a hard bite of the bread, lowered his head, and kept looking at an old book spread out on the table.  He said in a vague voice: "You can come over and have a taste yourself."

    Kleist frowned.  This most common change in facial expression caused the muscles on his face to twist.  It seemed to be so painful that the entire upper part of the lip was completely lifted, revealing the neatly arranged but too white teeth.

    He is not used to using nerves to influence muscles to change expressions.

    Kleist was once a human, but that was more than ten years ago.  He remembered very clearly that for a long time, he was the central nervous system fixed in the nutritional maintenance system.  It has extremely powerful computing power, but it is difficult to even speak.

    That is me who is imprisoned.  I need freedom, I need food, I need a normal human life without any distinction.

    He has long forgotten everything about "Devil's Claw. Black Gold Town, including his own son."  "Brooke."  To him, the name "Dena" is just a stranger with no connection whatsoever, and even when he thinks of it, he doesn't get excited or sad.

    More than ten years of imprisonment have brought about changes in Kleist that even he himself did not expect.  how to say.  "." He is no longer human.  This doesn't just refer to his body or internal organs

    It is a comprehensive evaluation from the aspects of ideological changes and consciousness logic.

    Feel.  "." He is like an active program that is completely generated by the computer and has been "resurrected".  Coupled with a semi-disabled body that has a strong ability to accommodate and use, the final synthesis appears in this half-human, half-machine creature-like form.

    He hesitated and took a few steps forward. Kleist counted his steps in his heart: "One, two, three, four."  ""

    The gait is swaying, and the slender legs are crossed back and forth, walking out of the most standard "cat walk" on the "T" shaped model stage in the old era.  White strappy high heels front section

    Expose the pink and smooth small toes.  The nails are painted with bright red polish.  Just looking at it can easily arouse men's most primitive desires.

    His breasts are huge.

    ?????????? At least an ¡°e¡± cup, as for the size.  "." To be honest, Landwalk's research on the exterior of the female body is far inferior to his understanding of the internal organ structure.  But judging from the visual effects, the size of Kleist's body should not be much different from that of a basketball.

    It¡¯s huge.

    Very rich.

    Very shocking.

    Went to the other side of the dining table and pulled out an alloy folding chair from under the table.  Kleist tilted his head and looked at this thing that humans created to make life more comfortable for a few minutes.  "." He didn't sit down, but his face turned red very strangely.

    He seemed to be trying to bend his body or raise his legs high enough to reach between the tables and chairs.  However, he couldn't do this kind of action that seemed simple to others.

    "The body is flexible enough. But if it is not coordinated enough, you are not used to using nerves to stiffen ligaments and bones."

    Randwalk scooped up a spoonful of wheat grains with a spoon, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it slowly.  He looked at the other side with interest and said seriously: "This takes time, just get familiar with it gradually. And".  "You'd better get a new body. The way you look now makes me feel very uncomfortable. It's scary."  "Want to vomit".

    "I.".  "I've discovered it."

    Kleist forced out an expression that clearly represented a wry smile.  It's just that no matter how you look at it, the degree of distortion of the facial muscles appears to be too much.

    Including Lin Xiang, the empire¡¯s senior personnel knew about Kleist¡¯s release.  Blanche had expressed worries about this - after all, Kleist was the vice president of the "Claw" company.  The hatred between him and the Empire was so strong that it was impossible to resolve it.  However, Landwork and Liu Yuchen repeatedly promised

    ¡ª¡ª

    The released Kleist is by no means a monster carried away by revenge.  Rather, it is an analysis of the empire's machinery manufacturing and coordination.?Humanoid mastermind of great help.

    "He has been completely digitized. How should I put it, even I did not expect that the connection between the human central nervous system and the computer would actually have such a mutation. He has become accustomed to the modular way of thinking and is no longer in the ordinary sense.  Human. In fact, Kleist can never change back to his original state. All his body organs, including limbs, have long since decayed. The life support device currently connected to the brain must be replaced regularly. He has lost evolution forever  A chance to become a person with super powers such as a parasite. Compared with the fragile human body, he is more suitable for legs, feet and torso made of metal. As for energy."  "You can rely on batteries or bioenergy converted from daily food. In short

    Kleist is actually a semi-human machine.  He is no match for Parasite.  If we must talk about the threat he may pose.  "." That is wisdom far beyond ordinary people, and powerful computing power comparable to super-large computers.  "

    Lin Xiang has always believed Liu Yuchen¡¯s words unconditionally.

    However, none of the "doctors" who proposed his release expected that as soon as Kleist regained his freedom, he would actually find more than a dozen corpses from the cold storage.  Use the biological knowledge you have to dissect and modify it, remove the legs, feet, and body that best match human aesthetics, and then install them on yourself.  "."

    This is not surprising¡ª¡ª

    Kleist is originally a human being.  Although the central nervous system was taken out of the body, it still has the unparalleled expansion and endurance capabilities of high-level parasites.  The external current that penetrated his brain washed away the remaining consciousness in his brain like a flood.  Just like a piece of granite with sharp edges, it can only become a rounded and polished pebble under the collision of rapids day after day.  He has completely lost the most fundamental thing in his thinking.  One can only rely on instinct and reluctantly search for information that equates to the word "human" from the extremely scarce information.  He doesn't even know his specific gender but uses books and other objects to transform himself into more like a human being and make it easier to enter the outside world.

    In every wasteland city, there is a "flea market" similar to the old times.  Many old goods unearthed from the ruins will be exchanged here for their respective needs.  "." By chance, Liu Yuchen bought half a kilogram of bread from a vendor out of boredom.

    I got a few copies of Playboy magazine released in 2000.  They are very worn, and many of the inserts have been taken over by dirt, making it impossible to see the true appearance of the models in the drawings.  I don¡¯t know what the former director of the Medical Association had in mind when he bought them.  Maybe he is lonely and needs a woman, or maybe he is too shy to tease the bar girl, so he can only hide in the bedroom and look at the pictures to himself.  However, these magazines were seen by Kleist.

    He stubbornly believed that the beautiful woman in the photo was only wearing a string suspender

    is the perfect human being who best meets his own needs.

    It¡¯s miserable.  "." Kleist has forgotten his gender.  He was persistent and crazy in cutting up female corpses in the basement.  Slender and straight thighs, flat belly, smooth collarbone

    ?? A ** that is so plump that it makes people endlessly reverie.  "." All kinds of female human organs described in books with seductive words were pieced together on his body using his surgical skills that were not inferior to Randwalk's.

    After finishing the last piece of skin suture, Lester even got creative and sewed a pair of exquisite black thongs using needle, thread and simple materials.

    And the short skirt that was sought after by many godfathers in the old days, plus the dirty high heels peeled off the feet of the female corpse.  "." At this time, standing in front of Randwalk, he looked like the one he thought was the most attractive.

    Kleist has discovered his problem¡ª¡ª

    This is definitely not the kind of scene mentioned in the book.  Randwalk didn't lie.  The way he looked at himself was very strange: he was dumbfounded, as if he were looking at an idiot who had just escaped from a lunatic asylum.  and.  "." As he said before, he wanted to vomit.

    The crux of the problem is clear at a glance.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of the centipede-shaped suture wounds that crisscrossed the surface of the body, Kleist did make a very serious mistake  he only modified the body, but did not replace the head.  result.  "."You can think about it yourself

    On the top of the body of the pink-and-white model that was full of youthful vitality in the old days, there was an old head that was at least over seventy years old. The surface was pitted, covered with wrinkled bark of dead trees and gray hair.

    ???????????????????????????????:????????????????????: The high eyebrow arch, Adam's apple, and thick, prickly beard.  "." Everything shows that this head belongs to a certain man.

    "And find some new bodies to change into."??.  "

    Randwalk chewed the grains of wheat hard and tried his best to focus on the book open in front of him.  His tone of voice was strange. While he maintained his usual steady and indifferent tone, it was also mixed with a tremor that seemed to be suppressing a smile.  Or perhaps fear would be a more appropriate word. Now Kleist is indeed an out-and-out monster.

    "You're right¡ª¡ª"

    Kleist nodded heavily with deep understanding: "Balance and coordination of the body

    is a more important factor than beautiful appearance.  I should be more detailed in this aspect.  Maybe there is something wrong with the nerve conduction method, or.  "." Will it take some time for frozen muscles to regain activity?  And this couple.  ". "It was so big that I couldn't keep my balance from left to right.  But it's strange, since the weight of fat and muscle will have an impact on the body.  Well, the woman I cut them off of their original torso.  "." How does she carry out her daily activities?  You know, this thing is not a mechanical part and can be installed and disassembled freely.  "."

    Randwalk's face turned pale.  He put down the spoon in his hand, sighed softly, and took out two prepared white cotton balls from his pocket.  He balled them up between his fingers and stuffed them into his ears.

    Liu Yuchen is indeed smarter than himself - he has the foresight to not step into this laboratory at all.  Instead throw all the problems to yourself.

    Kleist turned around and walked back towards the underground operating room in a rather weird "cat walk".  His receptive ability is very strong, and it won't be long before I believe he will be able to see another completely different appearance.
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