"No. 99067, mission evaluation: perfect"
In a laboratory full of technology, several researchers looked at Lin An lying in the simulation chamber with admiration.
"What a perfect warrior."
"Even if the entire lower body is blown to pieces, it can still struggle to destroy the enemy."
"Of the 37 missions, 36 were completed perfectly. Only one of them died under the covering of white phosphorus bombs during the avoidance process due to lack of weapons and equipment."
Another researcher wearing a white uniform walked towards the simulation chamber with an expressionless face and replaced the nutrition tube.
“It’s very good.”
"But his mental state is already somewhat unstable."
"I recommend just starting testing emotions."
"No matter how excellent an individual soldier is at completing his mission, in certain scenarios he is nothing more than cannon fodder."
Hearing his colleague's comments, the researcher who was following him paused for a moment.
"Is it starting so soon?"
"His mental state is already showing signs of collapse. The frequency of our simulation missions during this period has been too high."
"No one can survive the amnestics at the end of each simulation."
"Especially, there is almost no recovery time."
"Would you like to take it slow?"
Thinking of the planned emotional test, he glanced at Lin An unbearably.
The simulation mission is perverted enough.
The subjects participating in the experiment can encounter almost all kinds of brilliant ways of death.
He was blown to pieces, headshot, burned at high temperatures, and corroded by sulfuric acid in a chemical plant.
For the sake of efficiency, they will arrange a death method for the experimental subjects to experience after the task is completed.
Even hell is nothing more than this.
Looking at Lin An lying in the simulation cabin, he suddenly twitched, as if he was about to wake up.
He still hurriedly injected a tube of blue liquid into Lin An's arm.
Lin An, who had just escaped from the simulation and hadn't had time to be shocked as to why he was in the laboratory, fell into a coma again.
"Orders from the top."
"The warriors we need are perfect bodies that can withstand any extreme event."
"Nervous breakdown?"
"If he can't survive it, then we can only say that he is a defective product."
"For the success of the plan, sacrifices are inevitable."
The screen jumps.
This time, the scene is no longer a fierce battlefield, but a Linjiang city full of fireworks.
("here we go")
The Second Will spoke calmly, his eyes filled with deep coldness:
("From now on, it is your sealed memory.")
("Emotional Test")
No words were spoken.
Lin An looked at the peaceful scene and felt an inexplicable sense of panic in his heart.
He subconsciously turned his head to look at the Second Will, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.
"Emotion test, what is it!?"
"Why do I feel scared!?"
No answer.
The picture began to change, and finally settled on a bright home.
That was my former home.
Linjiang City, Heyuan Community.
"Eat more food. Mom fell in love with a girl yesterday. I will take you out to get to know her someday."
"Don't stay at home every day, young people, go out and walk more often."
Mother Lin scolded her and kept adding more dishes to Lin An with the chopsticks in her hands.
"Mom, I can't eat so much"
Lin An had just returned from the army and looked helplessly at his mother who was afraid that she would starve.
Although a bit nagging.
But after not seeing each other for several years, he really missed his family.
Although my mother likes to talk about it, this feeling at home is really reassuring.
After chatting and laughing, Lin An lay down on the sofa to rest with satisfaction after eating.
The sun is shining and everything is beautiful.
He turned his head to look at Mother Lin who was washing the dishes and sighed.
Maybe I really should think about the person I'm talking to, otherwise my mother will talk about it every day.
He looked at his mother's white hair and her photo of herself that was always in her wallet.
Lin An couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
From a third perspective.
Lin An's real body trembled with his hands, as if he wanted to touch the figure washing dishes in the kitchen.
His mother passed away very early, and the woman in the simulation was an illusion synthesized based on his memory.
But both his face and demeanor perfectly matched his fantasy of his mother.
The next second.
"Bang!"
Before Lin An could touch the figure in his memory.
A bullet fired from the window instantly penetrated the woman's head.
Lying on the sofa, Lin An seemed to have stopped thinking, staring blankly at the blood spatter.
The bowls and chopsticks fell to the floor.
The figure in the kitchen slowly fell down.
"No!!"
despair.
Rushing into the kitchen, Lin An almost collapsed and looked at Mother Lin on the ground, her eyes red.
He was almost going crazy.
No one can watch a loved one die in front of them and remain calm.
Without giving him any time to suffer, the sound of rapid door breaking suddenly sounded.
"Kill him!"
Hands and feet are cold.
From the third perspective, Lin An asked the second will in a hoarse voice:
"Is this a mood test?"
To be continued...