This is a scene that is hard to imagine in real society. Even the exposed British biological laboratory did not dare to do this. This is something that no country, any race, or any power dares to try!

If he was still alone, if he still thought he was alone, he would definitely not do such an inhumane thing.

But if you think about it, this kind of thing is not happening, it is just a different way.

For example, if surrogate children are born in China, 500,000 yuan is guaranteed to have children, and 1 million yuan is guaranteed to have children. Driven by huge profits, many people are doing things that are inhumane. If 1 million yuan is guaranteed to have children, they will cultivate sperm and eggs of couples who need children, and then put them in the uterus of the surrogate mother for growth.

Once you find out that it is a girl, you will abort without hesitation until the boy is born.

The two have never been similar, they are exactly the same in essence, without any difference!

So this is simply what really exists in reality. Many things in novels think are too sci-fi and false, but they have actually happened in life. It’s just that everyone is unwilling to believe it because the potential human nature is unwilling to believe it!

"Child, you are different from them." An old voice suddenly rang from behind.

Hearing this voice, Xiao Yuanchao and Reid turned around suddenly and saw an old man in a wheelchair.

The old man's hair was all white, the muscles on his face were sagging and drooping, and were covered with age spots. But the old man was in good spirits, his face was full of healthy red light, and his pupils were filled with a ray of love.

If it weren't for such occasions and places, Xiao Yuanchao would think that this was a kind-hearted old man; in this occasion, place, and time, he could only raise a strong sense of guard against him.

The old man is an old man, the old man is an old man. No matter which old man, his social experience and views on some things will be far more than that of young people. Usually, an old man’s mind is unpredictable and cannot be controlled by young people, especially the old man in front of him, who is wearing Nazi German costumes during World War II.

He wore a slap that symbolized the Field Marshal on his slap, and the two crossed scepters were extremely eye-catching.

Who can guess the thoughts of Mr. Du? No one can! So no one can guess the thoughts of an old man who sits in a wheelchair and still regards himself as a Nazi Field Marshal. Whether it is self-proclaimed or how it comes from, it is destined to be extraordinary.

You should know that the remaining power of the Skeleton Division is all lying in the circular fortifications of the island, and it was killed by fighting.

"Haha, I just said it casually, hahahaha..." Seeing the old man, Reddy laughed and said indifferently: "I have been thinking that if I were also the child selected here, then I would definitely be as strong as a!"

While speaking, Reidi looked at the soldier who was pushing a wheelchair with a expressionless face. The soldier's name is a, which is both a code name and a name.

Xiao Yuanchao met with a soldier leader.

An ordinary soldier has absolute power that Xiao Yuanchao could not reach. He didn't know what kind of power the leader of the soldier had. But he was sure that the leader of the soldier was stronger than any soldier.

A's waist was straight, allowing Xiao Yuanchao and Reddy's gaze to sweep across his face, calmly like a stone sculpture, standing there forever and long time. His hands were light and calmly holding the pusher of the wheelchair, without moving at all.

No one knew what he was thinking, perhaps his mind was deeper than the Nazi marshal in a wheelchair.

"My child is hot, you know the level, and you know that you are S-level." The old man smiled and said to Reddy: "S-level represents the inheritance of noble blood. The blood flowing in your body is different from A. Although A is excellent, I treat him as my own child."

Level, Reddy is an S-level person, representing the inheritance of bloodline. Xiao Yuanchao believes that this is because during the Nazi period, Hitler once divided the bloodline in detail: noble race, first-class race, second-class race, third-class race...

"What the hell do you want to say?" Reedy curled his lips and said, "If you want me to inherit my bloodline, I don't need to say anything. I am not interested in the women you choose. Also, how many years have passed, is it meaningful to always talk about the revival of the empire?"

Reedy acted very rude to the old man in front of him. Not only did he be rude, but he pointed out the other party's crazyness disdainfully.

The old man was not angry, and still had a kind smile on his face. He raised his right hand gently and pointed at Reidi and said, "Child, we will talk about your matter later. I think I should have a good talk with Mr. Xiao for a while."

"Whatever!" Reddy said generously: "Anyway, he is the war gene you want, and maybe he is more interested in sowing things than me."

After saying that, Reidi put his hands in his pocket and whistled leisurely and strided away.

Before disappearing, Reddy turned her head and showed a reassuring look at Xiao Yuanchao, telling the other party that the old man would not make things difficult for him.

Getting this look, Xiao Yuanchao just let out a long sigh in his heart.

He has seen everything here, and naturally knows that he is not at all dangerous for the time being. All genes have been properly arranged and have the best reproductive environment. As long as he can do what these Nazi remnants say, there will be nothing wrong and he will still be free in the end.

"Child, can I call you a child if you don't mind?" The light in the old man's eyes became more kind and kind, and he said in a friendly voice: "I just hope you can do us a favor. I don't mean anything to you, I'm asking for your help."

Ask for help...haha...ask for borrowing seeds?

"I am frank, I don't like to hear others call me a child, and I only think it's easier to call this title by one person." Xiao Yuanchao bluntly refused to show kindness to the party.

"Hahaha..." The old man smiled and nodded, "I know who the person who calls your child is. He is General Du, right?"

The old man knew that Mr. Du was not surprised, after all, the old man had a far-reaching reputation.

"Do you believe that General Du and I once had an agreement." The old man stared at Xiao Yuanchao's eyes and whispered: "As long as he is alive, I cannot reach out to China. I respect General Du, I strictly implement this agreement, otherwise I would have wanted to invite you."

The sound was very light, but this sentence seemed like a huge rock fell into a calm lake, causing thousands of huge waves!

The old man has an agreement with the Nazis? How is this possible?!

"You are lying!" Xiao Yuanchao narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at the old man in front of him.

"I'm almost dead. Is it necessary to lie?" the old man smiled slightly and said, "During World War II, the only thing we didn't get involved in was China, and we actively helped China and opened up imperial restricted military academies to China. Do you know why this is?"

Xiao Yuanchao didn't say anything, but just stared at the other party's eyes.

"Because the Imperial Marshal once said that there are only two noble races in the world: Germans and Chinese." The old man continued: "Maybe you don't agree, but that's the case. I met General Du, met in the 1980s, and reached an agreement, and this agreement should be a national secret for you."

National Secret!!!

Another national secret, the third national secret - the agreement reached between the old man and the Nazi madman!

Almost instantly, Xiao Yuanchao felt extremely unreal, feeling that the whole world was vague and illusory, because he couldn't figure out how the old man could reach an agreement with the Nazi lunatic...
Chapter completed!