"By the way, it is very likely that my student entered my research room at this time and performed an unknown operation."

The thought flashed through his mind, and Adolaxi felt a sense of panic. He felt that if he continued to recall, something bad might happen.

But in order to save the world and prevent criticality, he can only continue to remember.

"Then the suppressor was turned off for unknown reasons. At that time, the criticality had not expanded to this point. After the suppressor was turned off, there was a sudden riot."

"Because of this kind of riot, I was unable to accurately observe some spatial properties. In desperation, I went out to find the reason why the suppressor was turned off."

"Then..." As Adoraxi said this, his expression became ferocious and terrifying, and the shadow of his body tended to collapse.

"Subsequently, a large number of incubators came out of my laboratory."

"Are they all my experiments?"

"Why would I do this?"

"How could I do this!

"

Adoraxi observed his own memory in disbelief. In that memory, he captured some other intelligent races and used them as experimental subjects, contaminating them with critical pollution and turning them into incubators.

The moment the suppressor is turned off, these incubators are released.

But those incubators did not attack Adoraxi, but obeyed his orders.

"Take back the authority control center!" This was the order he gave to the incubators at that time.

"You are all preventing me from completing this great experiment!" Adoraxi shouted violently, and then led the incubators to kill all the armed forces of the institute.

Other researchers, in panic or fanaticism, became victims of critical expansion.

The image of his own students also became clear at this moment.

"teacher!"
Chapter completed!