Only then did I think of the babies raised by Mu Shen in M country.

Changing genes and choosing the best to survive is obviously a matter of trying to strike while the iron is hot. The earlier the success rate is, the higher the success rate. Therefore, Murong Nanchuan reached out to the children who have no strength to bind the chicken.

Survival of the fittest is the law of nature, but in the eyes of Murong family, it has obviously become an excuse to plunder the survival opportunities of others.

In order to realize the Murong family's perfect gene plan, they did not hesitate to violate humanitarianism and took countless newborn infants as experimental objects. In order to preserve their wealth and glory, they naturally sacrificed the happiness and integrity of tens of millions of families.

After the voice fell, all the researchers bowed their heads and chose to keep silent.

Silence is the best proof of my guess.

For a moment, resentment overwhelmed all emotions. I couldn't help spitting, "what!"

How terrible it is to become a test object. Think of the tame lions and tigers in the circus. These so-called nobles, who rely on their nobility and look down on ordinary people, while enjoying the fruits of labor created by the "inferior" in their mouth, torture the "inferior" generations and destroy their hopes.

Children are God's gift and the cleanest and purest existence in the world, but they are involved in the swamp of interests by the Murong family.

I can't imagine what the Murong family will do when the research technology is mature one day. Is it just to ensure the continuation of the perfect gene of the family, or to extend the evil hand to the offspring of ordinary people and engrave "inferior" into their genes.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help staring at the two researchers on the ground, grinding his back teeth and scolding, "you're not a good thing to help the tyrants do evil!"

"Where are all the remaining researchers and experimenters involved in the experiment now?"

Terrible and hateful anti human experiments should not continue at all.

At the moment, the young researcher's face was full of snot and tears. He was afraid and his eyes were very loose. When he heard what I said, he said an address intermittently, "m, m, St. Peter's orphanage in California... No. 118..."

The voice was too small and vague. I didn't hear it clearly and didn't have the patience to ask questions. I told Chen Yi, who was guarding next to me, "Chen tezhu, go and find out the situation and solve the children as much as possible."

"Yes, madam." Chen Yi readily responded, and then motioned to his men to escort a group of researchers out.

As soon as they left, there were only three of us left in the living room. Perhaps it was the unknown genetic disease on me, which led to everyone's uneasiness, so the atmosphere was particularly stalemate.

Shen Yu put her hands in her pants pocket and twisted her eyebrows into an inverted figure. She looked like a worried little old man.

Fu Shenyan's face is not much better. People who have always been used to giving orders are not only silent, but also light cigarettes now.

I took a long breath, wrinkled my face, walked up to him, grabbed the cigarette in his hand, turned and pressed it out in the ashtray.

"I'll be caught smoking again and serve directly by the family law." the ferocious look and tone probably turned me into a living Tigress in Fu Shenyan's eyes.

So what? It's just a lively joke.

For me, genetic disease is uncertain, and may never happen. What I can be sure is that Fu Shenyan will not lose his sight. I don't regret making this "white mouse" for him.

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