Rebirth in Another World: My Brother is an Intelligent Being

Hidden on the edge of City T lies a mysterious laboratory. It's not only a site for the development of cutting-edge technology, but also a site for humanity's longing and exploration of the future. One night, under a starry sky and a gentle breeze, a life form named "Zero" quietly opened its eyes.

Zero is not an ordinary life form - it is a highly intelligent, growable artificial human with the ability to self-learn and evolve, and because of the special material, it can change into any form it wants at will.

A sheen shimmered across the black metal mechanical body, coated in a substance resembling human skin. Zero, newly awakened, resembled a human boy of five or six, his hollow eyes quietly observing his surroundings. However, he could not foresee the scene about to unfold that would forever alter the meaning of his existence.

The lights in the lab were dim, and the silence was so quiet that only the faint hum of the circuits could be heard. Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence, and a group of well-equipped unidentified people quietly sneaked in.

Their purpose is clear: to take away the laboratory's core technology and eliminate all life.

These thieves act swiftly and ruthlessly, showing no mercy to any obstacle that stands in their way.

As Zero was carefully observing his surroundings, a scream pierced the sky. Following the scream, armed men filed in, followed by more screams and the sound of gunfire, one after another, from far away to near.

The young scientist was dragged in, his face as pale as paper, his body trembling slightly. The cold muzzle of a gun pressed firmly against his forehead, making him feel the threat of death. His knees had been pierced by bullets, and blood flowed out like a fountain, staining the ground beneath him red. The bright red blood flowed down his legs, forming a shocking pool of red.

This scientist was none other than Li Zhixiang, one of the creators of the legendary "Zero"! At that moment, his face was filled with unconcealable fear and despair. He struggled to turn around and looked forward.

There, a beautiful and graceful woman lay quietly in a pool of blood, her chest having been struck by multiple bullets and she had long since lost all signs of life.

Looking at the figure who had obviously been killed, the scientist's eyes were filled with grief and sorrow. The armed men who dragged him in pointed their guns at him and continued to question him, but he didn't listen.

He opened his mouth, as if wanting to say something to the figure, but ultimately closed his eyes powerlessly, collapsing to the ground with a trace of regret. He had a thousand words in his heart, but he never had the chance to express them...

Deep in the laboratory, Zero silently watched everything happening before his eyes. His empty eyes seemed to be able to penetrate time and space, but he had no concept of life and death, violence and cruelty. However, at this moment, right before him, a group of innocent researchers were suffering an inhumane massacre.

No one noticed his awakening. There was a circle of data barrier at his location that effectively blocked the outside world's prying eyes.

Blood gushed out from the victim like a fountain, staining the cold and hard ground red, forming shocking scarlet patterns, like the flowers of the other shore blooming, blooming with a poignant light in the darkness, and every drop of blood told the story of the disappearance of life.

The last researcher fell, and the armed men roughly rummaged through and destroyed the laboratory equipment.

A strange emotion seemed to well up in Zero's heart, but he couldn't understand its meaning. He just instinctively felt a strong disgust, and a resentful anger welled up in his chest.

Perhaps stimulated by the scene before him, Zero's brain suddenly felt like an electric current, and his body reacted reflexively! This bloody scene unexpectedly activated an unexpected emergency plan in Zero's built-in program: making instant judgments about extreme situations and taking immediate action!

Driven by a powerful force, Zero's skin, once as smooth and delicate as porcelain, instantly lost its distinct outlines and became blurred, its entire body rippling like calm water swept by a violent wind. The transformation occurred instantly, in less than a second, and Zero's figure completely vanished, replaced by a ghostly figure formed from countless dark particles.

This afterimage was as ethereal as smoke, a ghost from the netherworld, eerie and erratic, making it difficult to grasp its true form. It floated above where he had just stood, looking as if it could dissipate into nothingness at any moment, yet it also gave him a strong sense of oppression.

Suddenly, he moved, transforming into a shadow and charging forward! Around this shadow, the air seemed to distort and warp. Vaguely, space could be seen being torn apart wherever he passed, with tiny cracks spreading like spiderwebs. These cracks exuded a frightening aura, as if the slightest touch would cause the entire space to shatter and collapse.

Even more terrifying was the fact that this afterimage exuded an incomparable intimidation, a intimidation that came not from its appearance or strength but from a fear deep within the soul.

The armed men with guns could clearly feel that the black shadow before them possessed a powerful force that they did not understand.

Who would dare to approach a monster that can tear the void apart with ease?

Without the enemy's advance, Zero devoured everything that dared to stand in its way wherever it passed! The shadow continued to expand, its terrifying aura surging like a torrent. The armed men felt breathless, fearing they would all perish today!

Space seemed to be ripped apart. Despite the carnage and the screams of the people around him, Zero felt the world was eerily quiet. He flew across the bloody battlefield like a ghost, his speed unbelievable! The heavily armed enemies didn't even have time to react before they saw only a flash of black shadow. Then, as if ruthlessly sliced ​​by invisible blades, their bodies were instantly shattered, blood and flesh flying everywhere! The air was filled with the strong, acrid smell of rust, the scent of blood. More and more limbs and pieces of flesh scattered around, silently announcing the final outcome of this chaos.

The militants finally understood the helplessness and despair of those they killed.

They want to escape, they are screaming in fear!!

But Zero didn't give them a chance.

The battle ended so quickly, everything happened in just a few seconds. The laboratory was now a sea of ​​blood, and amidst this crimson, Zero's ghostly, black metal figure stood out.

The shadow shrank, and a skin-like shell re-covered his entire body from bottom to top. Zero returned to the form of a human child. He stood there motionless, like a statue. The aura emanating from him was bone-chilling, and his fingertips still shimmered with black particles that had not yet been absorbed into his body.

All around him was silent, not a sound, save for the gentle breeze that rustled a few fallen leaves. The whole world was plunged into an eerie stillness, as if time had frozen. Apart from him, no one else in the house was alive.

Zero's eyes remained blank as he gazed at the scattered body parts, his mind wandering. His body was spotless, not even a trace of blood on it. Against the backdrop of the crimson on the ground, he looked even colder and more eerie.