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Chacela was 5 years old and her little sister came to the world.

He lay on the cradle in a daze, looking at the little baby on the velvet quilt. She stared at him, her eyes were so big, black like grapes, and her cheeks were soft and chubby like the tenderest petals.

She was very obedient, humming in a low voice, not crying or making a fuss, biting her fingers and spitting bubbles.

Chace stretched out a finger to touch her cheek, so soft and cute. The little baby girl in the cradle smiled shortly, and her chubby fist clenched his index finger and stopped letting go.

The little guy is really strong.

"hi, I'm chate, I'm your brother, do you like me?" He bent down and picked her up from the basket, turning around very slowly.

He put her little face on her and praised happily: "How could it be so beautiful? You are the most beautiful baby I have ever seen."

The baby made a "bola" sound, as if he was responding to him.

Arthur and Bert, 3, stretched their necks and jumped around him: "I want to see too, I want to see too. Chace, I want to see too."

"Go and go!" Chace knocked them with his feet, "It's not your sister."

Arthur and Bert looked at each other and all said to him: "Hmph! Humph!"

He was afraid of falling to his little sister, so he carefully put her back into the cradle. When he let go, he couldn't help but rub her soft little feet. She rolled, and continued to bite her fingers.

Arthur and Bert stood on tiptoe hard, and their heads were level with the railing. They hurriedly circled around the cradle, tilted their heads and thought about it, and went to catch her little feet from the gap in the cradle.

Chace is very agile and opens their hands: "Don't touch, she will hurt!"

Burt was dissatisfied: "I only touch it, but I can't pinch her."

"It's not OK to touch it."

Arthur leaned over and told Bert in a low voice: "It doesn't matter, we will come again when Chace is gone."

Botty nodded and immediately said cunningly, "Then let's just look, don't touch." He pointed to the basket, and just as the little baby girl rolled over, staring at him without blinking for a moment, serious and ignorant.

It's really cute!

Burt was stunned for a second, turned his head to another little head by the cradle and said, "a, she is so beautiful!"

Arthur nodded.

"I want to grab her face to see if she will cry." He reached out to touch her, and the challenge opened it again, "If you make her cry, I will beat you."

Bert pouted and stared at Chace angrily. No one in this world dared to rape him! But he was still young and was really afraid of Chace. He pouted and jumped down from the cradle, and kicked the cradle while Chace was not paying attention.

But where can the child's strength move the cradle?

The little baby girl whined and rolled over the other side.

But Arthur noticed his little move: "What are you doing?"

Burt was dissatisfied: "Why is this beautiful little doll not our sister? Why is it a Chace? I want it too, I want it too. Humph, I'll ask for one for my mother."

Arthur did not agree and lay on the cradle and stared at the cute little baby without saying a word.

Burt walked a few steps, and saw Arthur not coming. He thought about it, sighed and walked back, laying in line with Arthur, and whispered: "I'd better wait for Chace to leave before touching her."

Three little children were watching around the cradle, the baby girl's father came over and the maids.

"It's time for baby to have breastfeed." The maid gently picked her up from the cradle and put it on her legs, fed the bottle into her mouth. The baby fluttered his hands and feet and started to drink.

The little guys quickly surrounded the maid and watched curiously. Bert secretly pinched her feet while Chace was not paying attention. It was so soft, like watery marshmallows; he was excited and happy, and immediately pushed Arthur.

Arthur understood and sneaked.

The baby's hot and soft little foot kicked Arthur's palm. He was stunned and murmured to himself: "petitecherie!" Dear little girl.

Chace couldn't help but touch the little baby girl's face and called her: "cheries!" her beloved little guy.

Dad also heard: "She doesn't have a name yet. Well, cheries, she is our dearest, my beloved little girl, just call her cheryl!"

The three little guys were all very happy and coaxed her gently: "Dear Cheryl, hello!"

Dad touched the chate: "You are the brother, and you must protect your sister in the future!"

Chace nodded vigorously: "It will definitely be."

"I heard that my sister was the little lover I had hurt in my previous life."

"How could it be?" Chace frowned and looked up at his father. Dad smiled without saying a word. Chace lowered his head and stared at his beloved little sister, feeling a little sad, "How could it be?"

He was very sad in his heart and muttered: I will definitely protect my sister for the rest of my life.

He has indeed been protecting her all the time.

From the moment the children born in the scientific research center base are facing extremely cruel competition for survival and rankings. Their parents are usually already the core technical personnel of the organization.

They have to conduct high-intensity professional studies since childhood. If they fail to make breakthrough independent creation and invention in their professional fields before the age of 10, they will be eliminated by the base.

Those who stayed behind faced a more ruthless ranking competition. After the age of 10, many of them lost their names and had code names. The powerful ones could squeeze into letters or words, while the poor ones could only have numeric numbers. The worst ones were worthless and lived in contemptuous eyes all their lives.

No one wants to betray or escape because they are circus elephants, with a tame and closed environment, and they are very clear about the strength of the organization. They know nothing except their own profession.

The scientific research base is just half of the brain of s.p.a.

In addition, half of the brain is a brother Freemasonry in all parts of the world, especially in Europe and the United States, gathering elites from the highest class of society. They are more like shareholders of s.p.a., and do not participate in organizational rankings. They live their own social life on weekdays. For the purpose of transferring wealth, balancing power, restricting the government or other purposes, they provide s.p.a. with intelligence j□j and other top secret information. Unlike company shareholders, their starting point is not to obtain wealth, but to satisfy the noble spirituality in their hearts.

s.p.a. is equivalent to a small country. In addition to the scientific research center base that creates wealth and the high-level Freemasonry that provides resources, there are also governments (administrative centers), parliaments (power centers), court prisons (law enforcement centers), and affiliated gatherings everywhere. The vast majority of people love their "motherland", will not betray them, and will swear allegiance to it.

Except for Freemasonry, each department and institution is a city, a central base (city name artland), a government (brightland), a parliament (ittedland), a court (devotedland), and a prison (endland), but the access control standards and access rigorous levels are different.

It is like several universities, more like several half- (fully) closed medium-sized cities, with infrastructure such as hospitals, fire and residential communities, and television and radio networks, but most of them are made internally and can occasionally (or cannot) connect to the outside world.

Among all institutions, the most core and strictest access control standards is the scientific research base Artland. Most of the people here never go out after coming in.

Although the base is almost completely isolated from the outside world, all team members are proud to enter the base and send newborns to the base.

Freemasons are not included in the group member list. The listed s.p.a. group members are divided into five categories: decision-making, personnel, personnel, intelligence, and operations (operations). Most of the first three are s.p.a. born and raised locally, while most of the latter two are foreign.

Therefore, if children born in the organization are not as high as those of foreign members when they grow up, this is a great humiliation for their parents. This situation is actually very common.

In a highly hierarchical organization, ranking equals unlimited power, glory, wealth, and even vitality.

Therefore, every parent strictly requires the senior members of the s.p.a. and Chace's parents are even more so. Because their parents have too high status, they cannot tolerate their children becoming ordinary.

Chace was still in her mother's belly, and she followed her to linger in books and literature experiments. He was born in the laboratory. Before the age of 8, he independently invented more than a dozen new chemical weapons and chemical materials. Since then, anywhere he appears, other children have to stop anything in their hands and bow to him 90 degrees.

In addition to chemistry research, he showed superior strategies and wisdom in strategic planning and action planning at a young age. Several adults knew Chace's ability very well. After discussion, they decided to cultivate him in the direction of Masonic decision-making and intelligence.

So, he left the artland base at a very young age, followed the Freemasons and entered the top class of outside society.

Before that, he grew up with his little sister day by day.

My parents didn't have time to care about Cheryl, so he took her to learn to walk. She always staggered a few steps and sat on the ground with a thump. She didn't cry when she fell down, but just laughed foolishly; he taught her to speak, and she sang a bunch of Martian languages ​​that only he could understand.

The first word she would say was chat, then Arthurbert. "Dad" and "Mom" even came behind "IVF".

As soon as Arthur and Bert were away, they ran over to play with her. Arthur squatted on the ground, shaking the bell and clapped at her: "cheryl, come over and come to me."

Her black eyes stared at the bell, blinked curiously, twisted her round body, and supported her soft and short calves, step by step, swaying towards Arthur.

She finally climbed up to him, raised her face happily, and went to catch the bell with her little hands.

Arthur raised the bell above her head, and she swayed toward him, grabbing her hands and kicking her calves, rubbing her hard. Before she could touch her, Bert ran over to pick her up and moved her back to the other end of the carpet.

She sat on the ground and raised her head with her dark eyes very confused. She looked at Bert, then looked at Arthur and the bell on the carpet, tilted her head and thought for a while, but she didn't understand, so she simply twisted her butt and crawled towards Arthur again.

He climbed onto him, then was taken back by Bert and put to the starting point, and it continued over and over again.

They can just play like this all day.

Cheryl has been very beautiful and cute since she was a child. When adults and children see her, they will say "God, what a beautiful little doll", and then rub her head and pinch her face. At that time, she can't walk or speak, and stare at her in a daze. Occasionally, she will fall to the ground when she hides, and she will thrust her legs and thrust her legs with great effort. She will be humming, and she can't get up even if she stomps for a long time.

Chace really doesn't like everyone treating his sister as a doll, so she decides to carry her sister on her body with a cloth strip and take her everywhere. If anyone touches her, he will hit someone.

At first, an older child laughed at him:
To be continued...