Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

[Laboratory Work Observation Report]

DAY1

[The experimental subject always puts on an aggressive and defensive posture, while U2625 is just the opposite. His patience and tolerance are unprecedented, even compared with the past mental training.

…

10:25 p.m.

U2625 was sent to the infirmary with a torn forearm muscle. Left with four stitches on the wound. ]

DAY5

[09:13 a.m.

Members of the medical department were called to the quarantine area urgently for the ninth time.

…

12:21 p.m.

The high-level executives of the research institute held a temporary meeting to discuss the rationality of keeping the experimental subject in one confinement with U2625, as well as the possible serious consequences. ]

DAY25

[The number of times U2625 entered and exited the infirmary increased instead of decreasing.

The aggressiveness of the experimental subject has not diminished, U2625 has never counterattacked and the frequency of starnet fluctuations has increased.

Several researchers were injured while collecting data.

After investigation, no way for the subject to escape from the suppressor was found. ]

DAY26

[06:00am

According to the instructions consulted in the meeting, the emergency braking team went to the isolation area to take the experimental subject away.

06:45am,

U2625’s mental power rioted for the first time.

The danger level of the isolation area was raised to S level, the laboratory was urgently sealed off and all members were evacuated. ]

……

U2625 woke up from dizziness.

The excessive consumption of mental power made his limbs feel numb, only the nerve endings trembled slightly under excessive tension.

The tingling sensation of the electric shock passed through his veins like a slithering snake.

He had never felt so alive.

U2625 tried to get up from the bed, but was pulled back to the bed by the restraints tied around his ankles and arms, his back hit the bed board heavily, making a muffled sound.

He turned his head with difficulty.

As if searching for something, his eyes quickly swept across the narrow space, and finally landed on a small bed a few meters away from his bed.

A child was sitting quietly on the bed, with no expression on his tender jade-carved face. Through the temporary transparent isolation layer, those dark, penetrating eyes stared at him steadfastly, seeming to be pondering something.

That kind of ageless, almost mature look could make almost any adult shudder.

How many researchers have shouted in horror under such gaze——

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“Devil”!

But not U2625.

The pale young man looked back at the other party quietly. His jawline was sharp and cold, and his shoulders and chest had begun to take on a broad outline. However, at his age, he still looked too thin. He was tightly bound on the bed, unable to move a little bit, seeming almost submerged in the white transparent bed sheet.

The moment he saw the child, the expression of being indifferent to everything and uncaring about everything happening around him changed a little at that moment.

The young man’s deep eyes shone slightly and the corners of his pale lips curled briefly.

It seemed as if he could finally feel relieved.

The child’s dark eyes narrowed slightly and paused for a moment on the opponent’s face.

In the next second, he fell back and lay back on his bed.

——The not-so-high railing beside the bed blocked the boy’s sight.

DAY30

[Accidentally discovered a subtle change in the relationship between the experimental subject and U2625.

During the three consecutive days, U2625 was only injured once.

The aggressiveness and defensiveness of the experimental subject decreased significantly. Although they still tried to attack the researchers who were on duty in the isolated area and recorded the data, they no longer attacked U2625.

For the first time, U2625 was able to approach within three meters of the subject without ending up with a concussion.

…

The senior management of the Research Institute attached great importance to this result and temporarily suspended the separation plan. ]

DAY 581

[The isolation area had been expanded, receiving an upgrade in security and defense equipment.

The experimental subject and U2625 were barely able to maintain a peaceful coexistence and the number of times members of the medical department were called to the isolation area was greatly reduced. ]

DAY 632

[With the confirmation of the experimental subject’s stable state, the senior management of the Research Institute is trying to start Pandora Project PART 2]

[12:00 a.m.

A large dose of anesthetic gas was injected into the ventilation system.

12:05 p.m.

It’s been confirmed that the experimental subject and U2625 were unconscious.

12:18 p.m.

The experimental subject was brought into the operating table in the isolation area. ]

The following are some data:

[Physical state analysis— healthy

Sound and light perception— normal

Nervous system and response system test— completed

Pain response— normal

Blood sampling and some tissue sections— ready for laboratory analysis]

U2625 stood silently in the compartment.

The anesthetic gas in the air had disappeared completely with the operation of the circulatory system, leaving only artificially purified air with uniform dry humidity.

He stared fixedly at the transparent compartment in front of him, through which he could see the empty incubator on the opposite side.

He stared at the opposite side silently, his deep black pupils were bottomless.

In just one year, the boy’s body had grown miraculously—as an artificial life form cultivated in a laboratory, his growth rate was several times faster than that of normal humans, even now showing height beyond his age.

His heels were deeply planted on the metal floor, from the beginning to the present, he had not moved a single bit.

As if having planted roots there.

U2625 stayed here long enough, never forgetting a single thing since his birth.

—he knew exactly what was going to happen.

The pale laboratory lights more than ten years ago were still swaying in front of his eyes, the cold touch of metal that he once felt on his wrists and ankles still remains.

He clearly remembers every step, every moment.

From simple tests to respond to external reactions, to pain experiments that gradually increase from level to level, from collecting samples to evaluating the state of the entire body.

This was only the beginning, a necessary process before putting an item on the testing rack—three days later, the systematic analysis and cultivation of spiritual power would officially begin.

The purpose was to develop the uncultivated spiritual power to the limit in the simplest and most efficient way— bearing intense stimulation— conducting precise analysis and training in terms of depth, breadth, and accuracy, so as to ensure the spiritual strength of the experimental subject would become the most efficient tool in human hands.

The whole process was skillful and fast, almost as fast as minutes.

There was no watch in the compartment, nor is there any instrument capable of counting time.

U2625 was counting his own heartbeat.

From the moment he woke up, he started counting.

It shouldn’t have taken this long.

He stood silently, motionlessly staring at the empty compartment in front of him.

Waiting, counting the number of times of his heartbeat——

12301, 12302, 12303…

When he reached 14356, there was a beeping sound outside the compartment, and the sound of hurried footsteps and rumbling equipment was amplified, coming from far to near.

The boy’s eyes turned slightly.

The glass door next to it quickly opened to both sides.

The laboratory staff put the incubator into the compartment and hurried out.

U2625 recognized the sign of the infirmary on the incubator.

He finally moved.

At that moment, the numbness caused by not moving for a long time spread instantly, making his steps stagger a little.

The boy didn’t care.

He stepped forward, pressed his palms tightly on the transparent isolation layer and looked straight into the incubator.

——As an experimental subject, the opponent’s growth rate was also astonishing.

Although he was only one year old, he already has the size of a four- or five-year-old child.

However, he still looked so fragile and small in the incubator, as if he could be crushed with a light touch.

The child’s eyelids were tightly closed and under the long, dark eyelashes, a deep shadow was cast on the pale cheeks. The originally smooth and soft side face was bloodless. All the rebelliousness and wildness seemed to have fallen asleep, hidden in a deeper place, where no one could find it, leaving only a soft and fragile body lying quietly in reality.

His exposed arms and calves were densely covered with messy scratches.

The blood had already stopped flowing, the wounds placed everywhere across the body that was as white as a lotus root, bright red and dazzling.

However, it were not these scratches that were the most shocking.

The child’s slender wrists and ankles were wrapped in thick gauze, but dark red blood still kept seeping out—according to the current development of hemostasis technology, wounds that still showed this trend after treatment must have been deep to the bone.

How decisive must have been the resistance and how thoroughly furious must have been someone to cause such an injury in order to break free from the restraining device.

The child’s curled up fingertips and toes were still trembling and twitching uncontrollably.

U2625 was very familiar with this.

A year ago, during the mental riot, the laboratory used the same means—high-intensity electric shocks.

Only in this way could the out-of-control experimental object be subdued in the shortest possible time, causing the greatest pain without causing any physical and mental damage.

It was both a warning and a punishment.

After putting down the experimental subject, the staff hurriedly left the compartment.

The leading researcher once again completely closed the door of the compartment, entered the password, and then turned around to leave.

As he turned around, he inadvertently cast a glance into the other compartment.

The tall and straight boy stood in front of the compartment’s transparent wall, silently looking at him.

In the blink of an eye, the eyes of the two collided.

At that moment, the researcher froze all over, a coldness climbed up his spine, the hairs all over his body exploded instantly, the alarm bells ringing in his mind.

“Hey, what are you doing in a daze?” Another researcher urged impatiently.

He seemed to be awakened suddenly: “Oh? Ah!”

The moment his thoughts were distracted, the other party had already withdrawn his gaze.

By the time the researcher came to his senses, the boy in the cubicle had already silently turned back to his bed and sat down.

“No…it’s nothing.” The researcher replied with some confusion.

Just now…was it an illusion?

Since he took office, he had never seen U2625 have any mood swings, whether it was being observed, or experimented on, or suffering from man-made pain to ensure the growth of spiritual power, he had never showed an expression other than indifference—— He never made a sound, never cried, never complained, always endured everything that happened to him without responding, even though the pain endured by him could instantly cause an adult to fall into shock instantly.

Most researchers didn’t even believe that there was a sentient soul within that shell.

He was always silent, calm, indifferent.

More like a puppet than a human.

However, at that moment, a strange emotion arose in the youth’s deep, dark eyes, chilling cold, bloody and ruthless, in the silence hidden anger beyond anything.

Soon.

In the compartment, only U2625 and the experimental subject were the only breathing creatures left.

U2625’s eyes fell on the table with the dishes beside the bed.

The test required an empty stomach, so it must be taken before lunch.

The lunch had come in while he was unconscious with the anesthesia gas, still untouched, and now cold.

He paused, picked up something from the plate, then stood up and walked to the compartment.

The other party lay quietly in the incubator, deeply unconscious.

U2625 looked away.

He stuffed the thing he had obtained through the air hole between the compartments, and then mobilized all the mental power he could control, manipulating it to stagger forward, bit by bit flying towards the child lying in the incubator far away.

In the case where most of the spiritual power was occupied by foreign force, forcibly manipulating the spiritual power would make the brain ache.

The boy’s face quickly turned pale, he clenched his teeth tightly, and beads of sweat covered his forehead.

As time went by, it finally moved to the incubator.

It wobbled down and finally landed safely in the child’s palm.

It was a candy.

Wuwuwu my dearest experimental subject babies