As it turned out, once biological creatures acquired near-human cognitive processes, their survival instincts rapidly evolved to match those of humanity.
Throughout the vast sweep of Huaxia history, countless figures had endured humiliation for the sake of survival. There was Goujian who slept on brushwood and tasted gall, biding his time. There was Hanxin, King of Chu, who stoically suffered the indignity of crawling between a thug's legs. There were Boyi and Shuqi who refused to eat the grain of Zhou, and Zhu Di who feigned madness while waiting for his chance to strike.
Looking across the wasteland, the alien race dragged into these experiments miraculously exhibited the exact same behavior when faced with overwhelming odds.
"It's over. We're truly finished this time!"
Su Mo felt his heart sink the moment the video call connected. The person on the other end wasn't Long Anguo, but a panicked young man.
The worst-case scenario had happened!
