The leading German scientist looked solemnly at the meteorite that resembled a wolf’s head and said, “I have studied Zi Wei Dou Shu, which is the most ancient form of astronomy in Huaxia. It mainly discusses the mysterious connection between the stars and human destiny. Emperor Yang Jian of the Sui Dynasty, the great general Guo Ziyi of the Tang Dynasty, and the founding emperor of the current Huaxia dynasty are all, according to legend, incarnations of the Greedy Wolf Star, each one emerging from great calamities to create a new era. Why don’t we name this meteorite ‘Greedy Wolf’…”

“Thank you.” Brooks Scientist nodded slightly in gratitude.

The German scientist waved his hand and stared intently at the energy tester in his hand, frowning. “This meteorite contains immense energy inside, and it’s radioactive. However, our detectors can’t identify what kind of energy it is…”

Everyone fell silent.

What they had were already the world’s most advanced detectors, and even these couldn’t get a result. It could only mean that the substance emitted by Greedy Wolf was a new type never before seen by humans on Earth.

“Let’s take it back to our lab and study it thoroughly. Perhaps this is the greatest discovery of this Antarctic expedition.” Another scientist said thoughtfully.

This Antarctic expedition team, carrying the extraterrestrial meteorite named ‘Greedy Wolf,’ set out on their return journey, but on the second day of their voyage, they suddenly lost contact.

After receiving the news, various countries formed elite rescue teams to search for them. After more than ten days, they finally found the sunken ship beside a reef, but all members were missing.

However, all the items on the ship remained—except for the meteorite called “Greedy Wolf” mentioned in their report, which had vanished without a trace…

Chapter One: Devil Experiment!

“…101, 102, 103, 104…127, 128…”

Olivia Bolton squinted his eyes, staring listlessly at the numbers on the display steadily rising.

He felt like a fish—a fish caught in a net, struggling desperately.

Completely naked, his body was covered with plastic tubes and metal wires of various colors, all of which were connected to a massive integrated analyzer.

Three years now—no, to be exact, 796 days—he had been locked in this glass vessel, barely bigger than a fish tank, together with the wolf-head stone glowing green beside him, being studied, observed, and endlessly manipulated.

Day and night, every moment.

They say life is like rape—if you can’t resist, then just lie back and enjoy it!

Olivia Bolton really did think and act that way at first. Once or twice, three or five times, a hundred or a thousand times—by then, Olivia Bolton couldn’t take it anymore.

How could you keep raping the same victim forever? Is there no sense of decency left?

At first, Olivia Bolton was muddle-headed, because at that time—when he had just been captured—he was a “moron” with a brain defect, and the world of a moron is naturally a hazy, confused blur.

When those researchers in green protective suits and masks tied the wolf-head stone, shimmering with emerald light, to him, Olivia Bolton, bathed in the green glow, felt as if he were floating in his mother’s amniotic fluid—warm and comfortable, so comfortable he wanted to curse their mothers and all their ancestors.

Then, he didn’t know when it started, but his consciousness grew clearer, his memories sharper. He could even recall the feeling of breastfeeding as an infant, and the pain of being burned by fire for the first time at eight months old…

And with that came the numbers on the display soaring higher and higher…

Some say the happiest people in the world are idiots.

Because idiots have no thoughts, no desires, and thus no pain.

When Olivia Bolton was still an idiot, he truly didn’t know pain—though he didn’t know happiness either.

But as his physical indicators skyrocketed, he grew stronger and smarter, gained consciousness and desires, and naturally, his suffering became deeper and deeper.

Escape—escape from this hellish place, return to the world, and live freely…

At first, this thought was just a spark, but soon it blazed up, sweeping across the grasslands like a stampede of wild horses…

Having made up his mind, Olivia Bolton began preparing for his escape in every way possible.

To test the evolution of Brain Region 72, the researchers frantically poured all kinds of information into Olivia Bolton’s mind: mathematics, physics, chemistry, biology, even literature, art, philosophy, theology, classics from ancient and modern times, etiquette and languages—everything was stuffed into his brain.

The researchers hoped that the evolved brain of No. 72 could store such a vast amount of knowledge like a computer hard drive, and access and use this ocean of information at any time.

Of course, Olivia Bolton didn’t want to be a hard drive.

In fact, he remembered all the knowledge transmitted into his mind, but whenever the researchers tried to get a positive response from him, he would put on a look of utter despair, then listen to them curse in frustration, secretly feeling delighted.

Yes, he could understand their cursing.