Law Lu Cruze, a clone.

Because they are clones, their genetic telomeres are shortened and their chromosomes are damaged, leading to abnormal aging.

When he learned that he didn't have much life left, he showed strong anger towards the humans who created him. From that moment on, he planned to destroy humans and the world, and he wanted to become its creator and join him.

perish.

At the same time, he is also the only man who can pilot a Gundam as a natural person and cast a shadow on the heart of the strongest adjuster, ace pilot Kira.

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

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

However, he is not a truly heartless lunatic.

For Ray Za Barrel, another clone of his generation, he was very caring, extremely gentle, and took good care of and nurtured him.

At the same time, in the final battle of "Gundam Seed", part of his smile when he died was that he was finally free, and part of it was that he saw someone actually successfully stopped him.

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

Premature aging and early death?

Liuku Immortal Thief, think about it?

Can live until he is tired of it!

Even if his physical fitness is not up to standard and he cannot learn the Liuku Immortal Thief, isn't there still a cultivation furnace?

Technology can't solve it, and at worst it can be solved by extraordinary people, it won't matter.

"Where is he now?"

Guo Yi turned the tablet's camera to himself with bright eyes, and asked Er Zhuang: "Can I instant message with him anonymously?"

"(￣︶￣); I'll take action, I can definitely do it!"

"=￣w￣=But it will take a while. If you want to communicate with him instantly, you have to sneak into military communications through civilian communications, which is quite difficult."

"It doesn't matter."

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

"o(*^＠^*)oThen I will go and arrange it."

"..."

At night, in a single dormitory in ZAFT, Rau Lu Cruze had just finished taking a shower, wiping his hair and walked out of the bathroom.

In c.e. 1968, Rau Lu Cruze was just an ordinary ZAFT red-shirted member. He did not obtain the Nebula badge, nor did he establish a Cruze team and wear white clothes as a fleet commander.

"Dip~"

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 Forada, do you want to continue living?

"..."

Kruse was stunned for a moment, then squinted at the computer and took out the communicator: "Dyrandall, are you still in the laboratory!?"

"Cruzer!?"

In a laboratory, current geneticist Gilbert Durandal saw that Kruse was actually making a video call to him at this time, and asked curiously: "What's the matter?

Have you finished taking the medicine?"

"Um."

Cruze scanned Durandal's background without him paying attention, and laughed casually: "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 then while starting to give Kruse medicine, he asked: "How is your health now?

Is there anything unusual?"

"fine."

Cruze smiled and shook his head: "After taking your medicine, the rate of aging has slowed down a lot.

I won’t disturb you anymore, go to bed early.”

"good."

"..."

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

He is a clone, Durandal knows it.

However, he is the failed clone of El da Forada, and only he and two dead people know this: 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 alerting the firewall, and directly exposed his identity, and also clearly knew that he did not have much life left.

…

This is very interesting!

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

"Seven, seven or eight."

"...Seven, seven, eight, eight."

After Kruse saw this word, he couldn't help but muttered,

Then, the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Since you know so much information about me, and you contacted me so suddenly and accurately.

Then you should understand my problem, right?

And my friend, you should also know, right?

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

"It depends on whether you believe it or not. Anyway, it's just something that happens easily to me."

"..."

After seeing this information, Kruse's eyes lit up, and then dimmed again.

Gilbert Durandal is now a well-known geneticist in p.l.a.n.t. He can't solve his problem. How can a natural person from East Asia or East Asia solve his problem?

"I really want to believe you, but you're not good enough for me to believe you."

Cruze sighed and typed directly on the computer: "Tell me, what do you want to do with me?

If you continue to discuss my problems with me, I can't guarantee that I will be interested in continuing the conversation."

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

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

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

El da Forada is a wealthy and influential politician in the Atlantic Federation.

It's a pity that the Atlantic Federation really kills people like a light goes out, and the tea cools when someone leaves. It is impossible for the Atlantic Federation to specifically target El da Forada.

As for the Atlantic Federation using him as an excuse to continue to intensify armed conflicts with p.l.a.n.t...

Kruse felt that if this was really the case, he could open a bottle of red wine to celebrate.

This is one step closer to his plan to destroy the world, and he's done nothing. Shouldn't he celebrate?

For a moment, Kruse felt that he could blow himself up and take a look.

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

"..."

These words made Cruze's smile freeze and he half-squinted his eyes.

ZAFT's squad numbers are named after their commanders.

At this time, he was just an ordinary ZAFT in red, with black clothes on top of him, followed by yellow clothes and white clothes.

He wants to be promoted to White Clothes and form an independent team, but to be honest, he has no chance of success.

On the battlefield, one either has some luck or is extremely powerful, otherwise it is really difficult to survive.

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