The ventilation pipes of the abandoned subway station echoed with the humming of machinery running. When Wang Ergou opened the last rusty iron door, he froze in place. The 300-meter-long "Noah's Ark" stands out in the darkness, its silver shell dancing with the same fluorescent code as the wristband.

  "Welcome home, sample number 142." The AI butler's voice, with his father's voice print, says, "The gene lock you were implanted with 12 years ago has stopped working, now please select: A. Destroy the Ark and restart human civilization B. Become the Creator of the New era..."

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  Dense footsteps could be heard underground, and figures in protective suits were streaming out of the incubator. Those with the exact same face as Wang Ergo raised their laser weapons, and the numbers on their chests flashed in the dark: 143, 144, 145...