Develop the world from one person

Chapter 150 149: Law Lou Cruze
Rau Lu Cruze, a clone.

Because it is a human clone, the telomeres of the genes are shortened, and the chromosomal defects lead to abnormal aging.

When he learned that his remaining lifespan was short, he showed strong anger towards the human being who created himself, that is, from that moment on he planned to destroy human beings and the world, and he wanted to become its creator and follow along with him. perish.

At the same time, he is also the only man who pilots Gundam as a natural person and casts out the shadow in his heart, the strongest adjuster, the ace pilot Kira.

IQ, means, technology, etc., are simply frighteningly high.

He is completely a qualified "Gundam Mask Man"...

However, he is not really a heartless madman.

For Ray Za Barel, another clone who was at the same time as him, he can be described as caring, extremely gentle, and caring and nurturing.

Also, in the final battle of Gundam SEED, the smile on his face when he dies is partly that he's finally free, and partly that he saw someone actually succeed in stopping him.

Therefore, after Guo Yi came to this world, the first person he wanted to win over was him.

Premature aging and premature death?

Think about it, Liuku Immortal Thieves?
Can live until he gets tired of it!
Even if his physical fitness is not up to the standard and he can't learn Liuku Immortal Thief, doesn't he still have a furnace for self-cultivation?

Technology can't solve it, at worst, it can be solved with extraordinary, this is not a problem.

"Where is he now?"

Guo Yi pointed the camera of the tablet at himself with bright eyes, and He Erzhuang asked, "Can I instant message with him anonymously?"

";(￣︶￣); I'll do it, sure!"

"=￣ω￣=But it will take a while, if you want to have instant messaging with him, it will be very difficult to sneak into the military communication through civilian communication."

"It's ok."

Guo Yi shook his head and said with a smile: "As long as we can find him, the rest will be easy."

"o(*^＠^*)o, then I'll go and arrange it."

"..."

At night, in a single dormitory in Zaft, Lou Lu Kreuzer just finished taking a shower and walked out of the bathroom wiping his hair.

In CE68, Lao Lu Kruse was just an ordinary ZAFT member in red. He didn't get the nebula badge, and he didn't set up the Kruse squad. He put on a white suit and served as the fleet commander.

"Drip~"

And when he sat down in front of the computer, the dormant computer screen in front of him suddenly lit up.

Then, a sentence was displayed in the center of the black screen: Failed clone of El da Flada, do you want to continue to live?
"..."

Kruse froze for a moment, then squinted at the computer, and took out the communicator: "Durandall, are you still in the lab!?"

"Kruse!?"

In a laboratory, the current geneticist Gilbert Durandal saw that Kruse actually made a video call to him at this time, and asked curiously: "What's the matter?
Did you run out of medicine? "

"Ah."

Kreuzer scanned Durandal's background without paying attention, and said with a casual smile: "I accidentally lost a few bottles of medicine, so it's a little earlier than expected."

"Okay, I'll make a batch for you now."

Durandal nodded, and while starting to give Cruze medicine, he asked, "How is your body now?

Is there anything unusual? "

"fine."

Kruse shook his head with a smile: "After taking your medicine, the speed of aging has slowed down a lot.

I won't bother you anymore, go to bed early. "

"it is good."

"..."

After Kruse hung up the video communication with Durandal, he sat in front of the computer with an inexplicable smile on his face, quietly watching the sentence on the screen for a while.

He was a clone, Durandal knew it.

However, he is a failed clone of El da Flada, a fact known only to him and two people who are dead: his clone mother and the person who cloned him.

But now, a stranger, or a certain force, actually hacked into Zaft's communication system without disturbing the firewall, and directly revealed his identity, and he also clearly knew that his lifespan was not much left. ...

This is very interesting!

After thinking for a while, Kruse put his hands on the keyboard and typed: "How much information do you know about me?"

"Seven, seven, eight, eight."

"... seven seven eight eight."

After seeing this word, Kreuzer couldn't help muttering,
Then, the corner of his mouth raised slightly: "Since you know so much about me, and you can contact me so abruptly and precisely.

Then you should know my question, right?
And my friend, you should know too, right?

He can't do anything, you, or you, how can you have the confidence to solve my problem? "

"It depends on whether you believe it or not. Anyway, it's easy for me."

"..."

Kruse's eyes lit up when he saw the message, and then dimmed again.

Gilbert Durandal is now a well-known geneticist in PLANT. He can't solve his problems. How can a natural person born in East Asia or East Asia solve his problems?
"I'd love to trust you, but you're not enough to convince me."

Kruse sighed and typed directly on the computer: "Tell me, what do you want from me?
If you continue to discuss my problem with me, I can't guarantee that I will be interested in continuing the chat. "

He is a clone, not an alien, and he is ZAFT's red suit.

Therefore, Cruze is not worried at all about the other party threatening him with his identity.

As for the fact that he set fire to the Ferrada mansion and burned Al da Ferrada and his wife to death...

El da Furada was a wealthy and influential politician of the Atlantic Federation.

It's a pity that the Atlantic Federation is really dead like a lamp, and the tea is cold. It is impossible for the Atlantic Federation to specifically target him for the sake of El da Flada.

As for the Atlantic Federation using him as an excuse to continue to intensify the armed conflict with PLANT...

Kruse figured that if that was the case, he could open a bottle of wine to celebrate.

This is one step closer to his plan to destroy the world, and he didn't do anything, shouldn't it be celebrated?

For a while, Kruse felt that he could blew himself up and had a look.

"It's very simple, I want someone to join your Cruze team."

"..."

This sentence froze Cruze's smile and half-closed his eyes.

Zaft's squad designation is named after the commander.

But at this time, he was just an ordinary red-clothed Zaft, with black clothes on top of him, and yellow and white clothes after him.

He wants to be promoted to Baiyi and form an independent team. To be honest, he is not even sure of it.

On the battlefield, one must either have a bit of luck, or have extraordinary strength, otherwise it will be really difficult to survive.

However, now the person opposite him who has never met actually bluntly said that he can be promoted to Baiyi...

This conversation made Kruse more and more interesting.

(End of this chapter)