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“Experimental subject?!” Chu Xinglin exclaimed, so frightened that he sat up straight.
Seeing Gu Huan nod, Chu Xinglin furrowed his brow. “But you don’t have any tattoos on your body.”
He had examined Gu Huan’s body before and found it to be immaculate, without a single blemish, let alone tattoos.
“The tattoos started with Nie Chuan’s generation of experimental subjects,”
“Nie Chuan and I are different batches of experimental subjects.” Gu Huan explained, making it sound as if he were a product of a factory batch. Chu Xinglin found the explanation distressing, and the heat that had surged to his lower abdomen just moments ago cooled down.
“Does Grandpa know about this?” Chu Xinglin inquired.
Gu Huan shook his head. “He’s not aware of the details regarding the experimental subjects.”
If the Old Marshal knew the content of the experiment and knew that he was a test subject, then it was impossible for him not to know that he was an omega. Therefore, when Gu Nan explained Gu Huan’s origins to him, he must have used different reasons to obscure this truth.
Chu Xinglin fell into a thoughtful silence for a moment before asking again, “And what about my mother?”
“I do indeed know Empress Gu Nan,” Gu Huan replied. “He was the one who rescued me from the laboratory.”
Chu Xinglin had mixed feelings for a moment.
A long time ago, he had always regarded his grandfather and his own family as benefactors to Gu Huan. When Gu Huan betrayed him, he even saw Gu Huan as a traitor.
Now he finally understood that their family’s favor towards Gu Huan was originally a form of compensation.
It was because of their inhumane experiments that Gu Huan was left without parents, isolated and helpless.
“No need to blame that experiment too much.”
“If it weren’t for that experiment, I might not have lived to celebrate this birthday.”
Gu Huan accepted his birth circumstances quite calmly, as he had never expected much from his parents to begin with. Now that someone had informed him that he was an artificial being, even though the explanations differed, the end result was the same.
“What did they do to you?”
Listening to Gu Huan’s calm words, Chu Xinglin’s heart couldn’t settle down at all. He couldn’t imagine how Gu Huan had endured his childhood.
As an experiment, was he considered an object or a person? Did he ever receive human dignity?
“I don’t have any painful memories related to the experiment,” Gu Huan shook his head again.
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He had originally been prepared to give up searching for that piece of memory.
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As Gu Huan was lost in thought, Chu Xinglin held him tightly. This embrace was devoid of any previous amorous intentions; it was a simple embrace, as if Chu Xinglin wanted to meld Gu Huan into his very bones.
“Then don’t dwell on it,” Chu Xinglin murmured.
Gu Huan’s fingers lightly traced over Chu Xinglin’s body, his gaze flickering with a faint glimmer.
No, Gu Huan realized, he had to retrieve the original owner’s memories. He had thought that things were stable enough and that he could do without those memories. But now, the uncertainties were growing, and if he didn’t regain those memories, he could be left vulnerable while his enemies operated in the shadows.
Gu Huan didn’t immediately agree to Chu Xinglin’s suggestion. Instead, with Chu Xinglin still embracing him, he continued to speak about the matter he had left unfinished earlier.
“I am a first-generation experimental subject.”
“I was created to imitate the mental power of the Zerg Queen.”
“The Empress only participated in the experiments of my generation.”
“After rescuing me, he was imprisoned.”
“Nie Chuan is different from me; he is a second-generation experimental subject.”
“I believe Nie Chuan might have been created as a second-generation experimental subject based on my data and through imitation.”
Gu Huan’s tone remained calm.
“My mental power usually reaches only SS level, but with the meditation technique, I can surpass even SSS level.”
“I taught this method to others, but they couldn’t use it. However, when I taught it to Nie Chuan, he could.”
“The twins also possess a similar ability, but they can’t control it.”
If he hadn’t taught Nie Chuan the meditation technique, Nie Chuan wouldn’t have been able to control and use it spontaneously.
So, those two twins likely belong to the second batch of experimental subjects, similar to Nie Chuan.
“Your Highness, you need to help me confirm whether they might be experimental subjects.”
To ascertain whether things were different from what Gu Huan had speculated, he could only ask the only insider who was in the same camp as him. Gu Huan didn’t need to spell it out; Chu Xinglin understood the implied meaning in his words.
“I will ask him.”
Chu Shengyun must have some knowledge about this matter.
Gu Huan nodded lightly, then abruptly changed the subject.
“Do you want to continue?”
Due to their proximity, Gu Huan had already sensed the change beneath Chu Xinglin.
Chu Xinglin chuckled wryly.
“A-Huan, do you still have any surprises… If you don’t want me to suffer from cardiac arrest, you should spill it all together.”
Whether they could continue was a foregone conclusion. The tempting rose-scented pheromones between them made them fit like each other’s missing puzzle piece.
But this kind of indulgence wasn’t good for their bodies.
“Not for now.” Gu Huan thought carefully.
There were too many things, but he wasn’t ready to discuss them yet. So, at least for now, there wasn’t any more he could say.
At least.
But he still mentioned a few things.
In the occasionally scattered moments, his words were whispered as if brought up casually.
“Actually, you are the first person, other than my teacher, to celebrate my birthday with me.”
Even the Empress hadn’t.
In the experiment records, the Empress had written that he wanted to celebrate his birthday, but then crossed out the whole sentence with a heavy exclamation mark.
For an experimental subject, a birthday held no inherent significance, and he didn’t know how to joyfully celebrate it with Gu Huan.
The original host had never revealed his own birthday.
The room dimmed again, with only the faint moonlight filtering through the glass floor-to-ceiling windows.
The alpha’s actions were overly gentle, he leaned down with a relaxed posture, and kissed the young man’s hair.
“From now on, we’ll celebrate it together every year.”
But don’t spend it together every year.
Compared to the first time, which was passionate and intense like a storm with intoxication, this time’s gentle affection left Gu Huan quite worn out. He had only taught once.
He would learn from it and apply it in various ways, gaining depth through multiple experiences.
His waist felt a bit sore, and Gu Huan lightly pinched it, inhaling sharply.
“His Excellency Chu Xinglin is also a natural genius in certain aspects.”
The usually cool tone of the young man carried a hint of resentment. Yue Yang, who entered the room, didn’t pick up on it and immediately chimed in.
“Of course, His Royal Highness has been a prodigy since childhood.”
“He learned to pilot mechas when he was seven or eight years old.”
“He’s naturally gifted in everything he learns.”
Yue Yang, unaware of Gu Huan’s inner struggles, continued to praise the Crown Prince without restraint. Then suddenly, he tensed up all over.
The spiritual energy in this room wasn’t something to be trifled with. Flashing his big white teeth, he asked in a strongly self-preserving manner.
“General… did I say something wrong?”
Gu Huan’s eyelashes drooped, and he retracted the unintentional leakage of his spiritual energy.
“No.”
As Yue Yang let out a relieved breath, he asked somewhat curiously.
“General, why does your voice sound hoarse?”
It wasn’t as clear and bright as usual.
After clearing his throat, Gu Huan picked up the coffee beside him and took a sip.
“My throat is a bit inflamed.”
His gaze shifted to Yue Yang, changing the subject.
“What do you need?” he inquired.
“I have something quite interesting to share, General,” Yue Yang began. “Did you know that there’s a magazine that’s been ranking the most popular alphas in the interstellar community? You used to hold the top position, but recently, the Crown Prince has taken the first place. The magazine asked me to convey their message, hoping that you won’t be displeased. These rankings are based on real data.”
As the Crown Prince gained more and more actual power, media coverage started to lean towards highlighting his glorious and noble qualities. Thus, an increase in Chu Xinglin’s popularity was foreseeable. However, for General Gu Huan, who had been suppressed throughout the night, finding himself second in both rankings made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.
The cup on the table was gently placed down, emitting a crisp sound. The black-haired General’s voice remained steady, as if discussing a grave matter.
“This first place thing, can you buy it with money?”
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