Come wear it, come to die

Harder quickly flipped through the documents in his hand, his expression became more solemn, and when he looked up and saw the person gnawing on a cookie with his legs crossed, his expression cracked a bit.

"You...you will die if you eat this!!" The experimental subject has physical defects, and if he is not careful, his life will be in danger. Although he is not willing to be a weak experimental subject, this is a fact, so he must Note that life is too precious, he has already lost it once.

This sentence of apology is because he broke this man's neck back then, and now that he has freed this man from the control of fate, it can be regarded as paying his life back.

After traveling through so many planes, Lord Tongqian's hands have been stained with the blood of many people. Most of these people are evil people, and a few of them have no choice but to be one of them.

Seeing Mr. Tong prayed with melancholy and sighed softly, Harder's heart moved slightly, and he said, "No...thanks for saving me."

Although this person is eccentric, but he can still come back from the dead, this person really deserves the credit.

The two chatted for a while, and then started to get down to business. With Hader's talent for biological research, coupled with the key data that V587 brought in from the Black Ghost organization's database from time to time, the two made rapid progress.

The two of them were so busy that they forgot to sleep and eat, and finally waited for the gloomy emperor His Majesty.

Ansel disapproved of Tong Xianjun's way of working harder than himself, like Saburo. When he walked in the door, he didn't care what he was busy with. He just picked him up from Zhinao, carried him on his shoulders, and walked out.

"Ah, what are you doing. Put me down, I'm not done yet." I was just busy to the most important place...

"You've been busy all morning, and it's almost noon now. You haven't rested or eaten." Ansel ignored his protest and strode out.

Only Alger and Hader were left in the room.

Argel walked to Hader's place, lowered his voice, and said, "You've been busy all morning, and it's time to rest. Lunch is ready, and I've brought your favorite snow jade fruit." Then, reach out to him.

Since that day, Harder hadn't spoken a word to him again, and treated him coldly. He missed his warm, sunny smile and the way he beamed when he talked about various mutant creatures.

Alger stretched out his hand for a long time, just when he thought Hader would ignore him like before, the soft and thin hand was placed in his palm.

The familiar, warm touch made Alger's heart soar, and he held his hand back.

"I'm hungry and tired." Although Harder's expression was still light, it had already softened a lot.

"I'll hug you." Argel picked up the person sitting on the chair and walked out.

In the next few months, Tong Yanjun, Harder, and the Imperial Research Institute began to analyze the research data of the black ghost, and thus obtained a lot of information. As the research progressed, Tong Yanjun's counterattack The progress bar of the task also began to rise slowly.

In other words, even if there is no face-to-face confrontation with this child of destiny, as long as all the hidden secrets of those things created by Hariwi are unlocked, and then he is caught, his mission can be completed.

Ansel also began to deploy the empire's army secretly. After locking the location of the Black Phantom's headquarters, they encircled and surrounded it, and everything was carried out in secret.

His slender fingers quickly tapped on the computer. Every time he decomposed a research point of Halliwi, the task progress bar of Mr. Tong prayed a little longer, and suddenly a crisp system prompt sounded.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the plane counterattack mission, the current progress bar has increased by 10%. 】

Mr. Tong prayed for a slight pause with his hand pressing the brain keyboard, and asked V587: [What's going on here? 】

[Master Host, the program you just disassembled seems to have broken through one of Harivey's key research points. 】Speaking, V587 released the interface of system analysis and research data and showed it to him.

Tong Yanjun looked at the data on the interface, and then compared the data he had just analyzed. After the comparison, he began to find something wrong.

This piece of data displayed on the optical brain is only about the ups and downs of creatures. Even Harder, who is extremely talented in the field of biology, may not be able to discover anything, but in the system display, it is from something. Absorb energy from it and gain longevity.

Isn't that what Hariwi has been working on?

[Things that have been absorbed by vitality will only leave a filthy body. 】V587 whispered the next sentence softly, and said: 【Master host, do you mean this filthy body refers to aliens. 】

【have. 】Jun Tong’s eyes flickered slightly, and said: 【V587, you search all the data we have compiled during this period, and list everything related to this in detail. 】

He has a feeling that he will soon grasp the lifeblood of this child of destiny.

[As ordered. 】

The system began to speed up. With the search of V587, the relevant information will be quickly listed. Mr. Tong prayed everything in his mind with a photographic memory, and his brain was functioning like a superb intellectual brain.

For an entire hour, when the last piece of data was listed, Tong Yanjun's face was not only solemn, but also full of ecstasy, because he finally knew the real purpose of Hariwi.

[V587, perform full-plane trajectory scanning. 】

Every time he arrives at a plane, the system will actively search for the plane's memory of the original owner, Destiny's Child, etc., and the irrelevant ones will be automatically blocked.

After reading the data information of the system, he suddenly realized that the memory data he searched for on this plane started from Hadri. In Hader's view, Hariwi was "nothing", so V587 scanned His profile is blank.

Heh, a person who never shows his face and covers his face even when sleeping, does he think he is "Kakashi"?

Since there is no record of Hariwi in the current plane track, then look forward, he doesn't believe he can't find out where this person came from.

The system's data flow is flowing rapidly, and it starts to scan the most primitive original track memory of this plane. After an unknown amount of time, as the data flow gradually slows down, V587's excited voice sounds.

[Master host, I found it, the background of this Hariwi is really not small! 】

Tong Xianjun's eyes lit up, and he put down the knife and fork in his hand regardless of the fact that he was having dinner.

[Integrate Harvey plane memory. 】

V587 hesitated for a moment: [Master Host, the memory of this Hariwi plane is too huge, if...]

The memory of the plane is very powerful. If the memory of the entire plane is stuffed into a person's brain, it will explode the person's head directly. Therefore, before fusing the memory of the plane for the host, the system will autonomously screen it. So when the host fuses the memory of the plane, he will only feel a little discomfort in his head.

But this Hariwi is different. He is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years. The memory of his plane is too huge. If Mr. Tong prays to integrate the memory like this, it will be very uncomfortable and may even be injured. .

[It must be done, V587, I know you are worried about me, but this person is too dangerous, and I have an intuition, after fusing his memory, what answer will I find from it...] Tong Qianjun answered V587 very resolutely , and then waved to Ansier.

Ansier took a sip of the wine, put down the glass in his hand, got up and came to him.

"What's the matter?" His eyes fell on the half-eaten dinner that Mr. Tong prayed for, and he said, "Not to your liking? I'll ask someone to go down and make you a new one."

"Dinner is delicious." Tong Qianjun hugged him, buried him in his arms, and said, "Hug me..." As long as this person is around, no matter how unbearable it is, he will persist.

Ansier hugged him, not knowing why he suddenly acted like a baby to her, his whole heart was about to melt.

"Ansier, stay with me, don't leave, don't worry, I'll be fine tomorrow."

As soon as Tong Xianjun's voice fell, before Ansier had time to think about what he meant by his words, he felt the strength of the person in his arms tightening slightly, and then let out a painful low hum.

The system began to integrate Hariwi's huge memory for him, and Tong Xianjun felt as if a black memory storm was constantly rolling in his head, and his head seemed to explode.

"Angus...?"

"Ah—" Tong Yanjun let out a cry of pain, opening his mouth to hurt Ansier's shoulder.

Alger and Hader, who came back from a stroll around the garden after dinner, heard Tong Qianjun's painful cry as soon as they entered the door. They were startled and rushed in quickly.

"Brother!!"

"What happened."

"Call the doctor, hurry up!" Biting through the clothes, Tong Xianjun directly bit the flesh on his shoulder, the bright red blood stained the white shirt on his body, which is enough to show the pain the person in his arms is enduring , Ansier's eyes were red with anxiety.

Alger went to summon the doctor. Although Hader was a doctor of biology, he had studied medicine and rushed over to check on the situation of Tong Xianjun, but he didn't find out how he got back at all, and he was sweating profusely.

The doctor quickly brought the nurse robot over. After checking the situation for Mr. Tong, he also found nothing abnormal. But when the doctor's eyes fell on Mr. Tong's bulging forehead, he took it out of the medicine box. A tool was pasted on the forehead of Tong Yanjun.

I saw the tool used to detect brain waves soaring upwards as if taking a stimulant. The sound of "baji baji" sounded, and the detector actually exploded.

The author has something to say: I am so angry that my liver hurts...crying