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The sublimation of a more perfect life. The emperor gave him support, and there were countless experimental subjects on the Exile Star, and they were replenished every once in a while, which can be said to be an endless supply.

And he would also produce some other achievements in return from time to time, so that the emperor could gain something.

Over the years, many experimental results within the empire have come from Mephistopheles, but they have been given other names. When these results are promoted to the entire empire, they will undoubtedly bring reputation bonuses and benefits to the emperor. Big profits.

Twenty-six years ago, when the talented eldest prince was born, the emperor first thought of Mephisto's experiment, but after all, he was not so heartbroken and had some feelings for his biological son. Under Te's suggestion, the forbidden cloning experiment was started.

Fortunately, the emperor himself is in good health and has never shown signs of genetic collapse, so there is no need for clones. Unfortunately, the eldest prince suffered a genetic collapse, but the experiment failed to succeed. After three clones were wasted, the eldest prince also died.

From that day on, a rift appeared in the relationship between the Emperor and Mephistopheles. He was not sure whether the so-called failure of the experiment was true or false. The suspicion in his heart always made him suspect that the other party deliberately did not want to save his son, or that he concealed the key content of the true success of the experiment.

But at this time, Mephisto's situation has become overwhelming, and the entire Exile Star has been completely brought under his control. He can be called the uncrowned king of the Exile Star.

If the emperor really wanted to fight against him, he would have to attack the Exile Star with a large army, but this would be equivalent to announcing to the entire empire what he had done over the years.

——This is obviously unwise behavior. How could there be such deep hatred between the two? It's really not worth it.

So the two of them did not break up, and continued to cooperate with each other, maintaining a plastic relationship, but they were more wary and wary of each other. The emperor gradually became unclear about the specific situation at the institute. The Exile Star no longer even communicated with the Imperial Star Network. Mephistopheles would only communicate with the emperor one-way on fixed days.

One provides money and produces experimental products, and the other produces results.

When the emperor said this, an idea flashed in Yuan Buwei's mind: "Was the attack by the "Red Sea" Star Thief Group twelve years ago really just an accident?"

Xi Wei had told him about this before. It is said that the brother-in-law of the Red Sea Star Bandits was captured and exiled to the Exile Star. No one knows what kind of relationship he has with the Red Sea Star Bandits. So when the leader of the Star Thieves was blown to the Exile Star by a pillow wind, the empire was caught off guard. The two sides fought a fierce battle. Afterwards, the Red Sea Star Bandits were completely wiped out, and the Exile Star was almost reduced to ruins.

Judging from their memories, Wu and Heng seemed to have escaped during the chaos of that war.

I had always thought this was an accident before, but now it doesn't seem to be the case.

Sure enough, after the emperor was silent for a while, he told the truth: "It was not an accident, it was a deliberate plan. I wanted to use the Red Sea to test the details of the Exile Star."

Yuan Buwei shook his head slightly, his expression suddenly clear.

...Sure enough. Those who play politics have a dirty mind. How can there be so many accidents and coincidences in this world!

The emperor who understood his eyes was a little speechless.

...Speaking of which, who has the filthiest heart? Can some people be a little pushy about themselves?

As the biggest victim, the emperor had ten thousand words to say.

Chapter 252 Rebellious Party 36

Exile Star.

The night is coming to an end, and dawn has not yet completely arrived. The sky is like thick ink dizzy with water, fading away bit by bit, and the entire planet is shrouded in a faint darkness.

The surroundings were quiet, and even Ruoyouruowu's breathing was suppressed. The smell of blood wafted out in the night wind, followed by a violent beast's roar.

The roar of the beast was mixed with the sound of fierce fighting.

For a time, the attention of countless people was attracted to that direction. In the jungle that was originally extremely silent, figures jumped out like cheetahs.

——This is the hunting and being hunted in the dark night.

Due to the influence of various factors such as the rotation of the planet and the surrounding star field environment, this planet hanging on the edge of the empire has always had short days and long nights. If compared accurately with the Imperial Star, the night and day are almost half every day. The night is much longer than most people realize.

Even during the day, the planet is still in haze and darkness most of the time. It rarely gets clear and is closer to cloudy.

But this kind of day is actually looked forward to by the exiles on the Exile Star from the bottom of their hearts. It is as precious as the driftwood in the hands of a drowning person. As long as you hold on tightly, it means holding on to the hope of survival.

Since thirty years ago, this planet has become synonymous with hell in the minds of all exiles. Everyone who comes here must first know the most fundamental rule of Exile Star——

Half order, half chaos. Night and day are the dividing line between heaven and hell.

The Exile Star during the day is the strongest prison in the Empire. No one is allowed to violate the laws established by the Empire, and there are no fights between prisoners.

The person who started the trouble in the first place will disappear from everyone forever from the next day. No one knows where he was taken, whether he is dead or alive;

The Exile Star at night is a resurrected hell, a chaotic and disorderly hunting ground where all human ethics, morals, laws, and rules do not exist.

All kinds of strange things will come out and wreak havoc anytime and anywhere. It may be some kind of ferocious beast, it may be some crazy, mutated deformed person, it may have the body of a rabbit and the wings of a goshawk. ...In short, when night falls, the originally orderly Exile Star seems to have fallen from the human world into hell. All kinds of creatures that do not belong to the human world appear, and they are all extremely murderous without exception. , cruel, cold.

They will tear anyone they meet into pieces, and they will not rule out eating them directly.

In the long night, the entire Exile Star is a hunting ground. Not only the mutated creatures can kill at will, but the prisoners can also kill each other unscrupulously, solving all hatred and disputes in this way.

Even people who have no hatred must fight for survival in the chaotic night.

Because the Exile Star during the day will not provide any food to the prisoners, and even the new S-class humans cannot reach the level of being able to live forever without eating or drinking.

The Exile Star will only release nutrient solution twice at 1/3 and 2/3 after nightfall every day. These nutrient solutions will appear anywhere on the surface through underground mechanical elevators. In the eyes of prisoners who have no knowledge of the secrets, it appears to be irregular.

If the prisoners do not want to starve to death, they must forage for food at dangerous nights or snatch food from other people, which will undoubtedly lead to the outbreak of conflicts.

As for eating the flesh and blood of those mutated creatures, no one would be willing to try it unless they were in a desperate situation. Because 90% of people who have tried this kind of thing have died miserably.

This is the Exile Star.

Before arriving, every prisoner who was exiled here thought that the so-called exile was just like going from a bustling metropolis to a backward mountain village. They were even grateful that the empire had already abolished the death penalty.

But when they come here and experience for themselves the cruel and cruel laws of survival that are infinitely close to nature, they may prefer that the death penalty has not been abolished rather than endure such torture. ●This ● work is ● compiled and uploaded ● by ● Si ● Rabbit ● online ● read ● by netizens ●

——Every night is a race against death. You have to risk everything for your own survival, fight mutant creatures, kill each other, and beware of your companions because of a dose of nutrition. Ye was behind the scenes, thinking that he was about to collapse and finally made it to daylight, so he lost the courage to commit suicide, and could only usher in another long night...

In this constant rotation of day and night, some people survive successfully, while others disappear into the night forever.

They don’t know why the Empire allows such a planet whose surface has been dyed red countless times with blood to exist, allows such a barbaric and cruel “hunting”, and they don’t know who is the person who controls the rules of the game behind the scenes. Who, trying their best to survive every day, can breathe a sigh of relief during the day and find a place to have a good rest...

Unknowingly, this new group of humans, who claim to be advanced beings, have become beasts fighting for the most basic survival needs.

Most of them gradually become dull, forgetting a lot of knowledge they once learned, giving up those hobbies they thought were elegant, and becoming numb and tame.

But what they don’t know is that from beginning to end, they are just trapped animals fighting in a cage. They think they can survive as long as they survive one dark night. In fact, they are just people outside the cage choosing the best. The most powerful and perfect beast, choose the winning Gu King.

Therefore, once someone successfully survives a certain period of time and survives on the Exile Star for more than a certain period of time, he will disappear silently in the next night, and eventually become another experimental subject in the underground research institute.

There are always smart people among these exiles. Some people may have discovered something and sensed something was wrong. The longer they survived, the more uneasy they felt, and they began to think of ways to find a way out for themselves.

Occasionally, a lucky person discovers the secrets hidden under the surface of the planet and enters the huge underground city. However, he fails to break through the devil's lair like a warrior, and instead becomes fertilizer that is delivered to his door.

…

In the central laboratory of the underground research institute, which was made of the flesh and blood of countless exiles, a pure white wall displayed a scene from the surface.

A giant "spider" as big as a small building hunted in the dark night. Its sharp limbs cut open the prey's chest and abdomen; two figures were entangled and wrestling with each other on the pile of rocks, and they rolled on the ground. , use your hands, feet, and teeth to bite it. Next to it is an unopened dose of camphor. Nourishing liquid; The motionless person lurking quietly in the grass jumped up the moment other people passed by, like a lion pouncing on the weak sheep... Scenes of scenes flashed on the wall, Everything that happens on the surface of the Exile Star seems to be noticed by the owner of this laboratory.

His voice sounded slowly, and he seemed to be very interested: "A923, D516, E722... mark these first, and continue to observe and record them in the next half month. They have the potential to become experimental subjects."

The intelligent mastermind who controls the entire research institute makes a rigid mechanical voice: [Instructions from the person with the first authority have been received. In progress, a new batch of experimental product candidates have been marked. 】

After doing all this, the owner of the laboratory turned around and left the laboratory, walking through the long corridor made of silver metal. Along the way, researchers in white coats almost stopped at the same time when they saw him, watching him pass by them. The moment they passed each other, their bodies seemed to be stiff.

This picture is just like a small animal in the jungle encountering the king of beasts passing by leisurely. One side is strolling in the garden, while the other side has hair standing on end. It can be imagined how terrible this person is in the minds of these researchers.

——The name "Mephisto" is well-deserved.

In fact, anyone who knows about the hunting game he invented, has seen the mutant creatures that flowed out of his hands, and has seen the experimental subjects that he has turned into neither human nor ghost, even this group of researchers who have violated many bottom lines, feel a chill in their hearts.

If they are just violating the bottom line, then this person has no bottom line at all. In his eyes, there is no difference between humans and beasts. To him, secular ethics and laws are just empty words and not worth mentioning. He tramples on them as if he were eating or drinking water.