Wild grow

Fushen blinked in shock, looked at Lika, and choked out a sentence for a long time: "... Aisha is not the only one who has become a 'wick', you also—"

"Shh!"

Before he finished speaking, Leah's finger lightly pressing on his lips stopped him from finishing what he said, Fushen's eyes widened slightly because of his astonishment, and he subconsciously took a step back——

"As a price for giving you an eye, you have to help me keep this matter a secret."

"I'm not going to talk to you about this deal."

"Ah, is this crossing the river and demolishing bridges?" Lika chuckled lightly, "Don't be nervous, I'm different from Aisha, maybe it won't affect soldiers who have advanced, it seems that the 'plague' is not in my Something bad happened to me—but just in case, I didn't announce it to the public... Do you feel uncomfortable now?"

Fu Shen shook his head foolishly as if confused.

Lika's smile became clearer: "That's right, human eyes witness everything, even if the memory is blinded, everything that the eyes have witnessed still exists - think about it this way, don't you What can I do if I lose my eyes?"

"..."

"This is the eye of true knowledge bestowed upon you by Lord Shiva."

Before Fu Shen had time to answer, at this time, he stretched out a hand from behind him and pulled him back fiercely, pulling him away from Lika's reach, and felt Lika's fingers on his lips leave. In the next second, another slightly rough hand came up from behind him, and then roughly wiped his lips with the pulp of the finger, with such force that it seemed to peel off a layer of skin on his lips, Fu God frowned fiercely: "It hurts..."

"Don't touch my stuff."

A faint warning voice came from his ear, Fushen turned his head slightly in a daze, and randomly found that Enoch, who was standing behind him at this time, was staring at Lika expressionlessly, as if he felt that Fushen was watching. Himself, he withdrew his gaze and turned his head, looked at Fushen and paused: "What are you talking about?"

Lika brushed her hair, showing an expression of disdain to care about a child with Enoch, and walked past them calmly. When Lika was far away, Fushen raised his hand to cover his left eye, and blinked. Right eye, said to Enoch in a calm tone: "Suddenly I can see."

Enoch raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at Lika's leaving back, and then turned his head to look at Fushen: "That woman did it?"

"It seems that she also touched the water lamp, and then has the ability to heal. Now I feel like a wind is blowing in my head—"

"I think it's shaking after entering the water, right? That woman has never liked you, so she would be so kind? Have you ever heard that it is necessary to be defensive?" Enuo cut Fushen's hand, At the same time, he lowered his head slightly and approached him, and fixed his head with the other hand, "Don't move me to see—"

Fu Shen was not in a hurry to dodge, he raised his head and only had time to see that beautiful face approaching him infinitely - this distance easily awakened a certain memory that he had just reluctantly left behind, he took a breath, feeling Feeling that his cheeks were heating up, when Enoch's breath was swirling near the tip of his nose, the boy subconsciously held his breath, and his eyes widened...

Fortunately, in the next second, the breath that suffocated him was withdrawn.

"It seems that there is no problem. You should pay attention to yourself. If you encounter something, come to me and don't act on your own. What did that neurotic woman tell you?"

"Who's eyes have witnessed everything, even if the memory is blinded, the eyes have already recorded everything... something like that."

"What?" Enoch frowned, "Why can't I understand?"

God Fu sighed: "I didn't understand it either, and said that this is the eye of true knowledge given to me by Shiva."

"What and what, what can Experiment No. [-] give you? What are you pulling! If that woman said that eyes can see everything, I also said that eyes can deceive people." Enoch frowned slightly, "Listen to her nonsense. "

"But……"

"But what but, remember your God of Plague physique, don't make me repeat it a second time, do you hear me?" Enoch emphasized uneasy, and then stood up straight, but he didn't just let go of God of Plague just like that. Instead, he slid down the hand on his shoulder and clasped Fushen's wrist. Without waiting for the other party to protest, he turned around and dragged the person in his hand forward a few steps, and at the same time put on different clothes. In a patient tone, "Why are you walking so slowly? Tanka and the others are almost three or four hundred meters away."

"Aren't you at the back of the line?"

"I came back to look for you, are you stupid?"

"..."

Looking at the slightly tense side face of the person walking in front because of impatience, Fushen was a little distracted. He lowered his head and looked at his wrist pinched by the other party, only then did he realize that the temperature on his face was actually not warm. Fading——raised his hand and rubbed his face, he muttered vaguely, "Let go of me!" At first, he didn't think that such a low-pitched protest would be heard by the other party, but he didn't expect the person walking in front to turn around He glared at him and said, "Stop talking nonsense."

Fu Shen: "..."

Under Enoch's forceful dragging, they quickly caught up with the team in front—the Golden Temple is in Varanasi, India. With the snow so deep and lack of transportation, Fushen didn't know they used it like this. It takes a few days to walk on two legs. Tanka said that in the center of the city, maybe some cleared roads and usable means of transportation can be found, but everyone does not have much hope for such a statement. .

In addition, they can only travel during the daytime, because at nighttime, the super soldiers infected with those strange symptoms have to disperse to different places to hide and "rest" each other. Fushen and the others were already prepared. As the evening approached, their team slowed down. The super soldiers began to split up to find a place to spend the night alone. Most of them chose to hide behind the glacier or dig for themselves. A snow nest, Fushen, Tanka, and Sankor, who are fine, just need to eat, and they team up to dig ice to get frozen fish under the water. Sankor is a natural mobile stove, so they this time You can enjoy grilled fish, but the smell makes other super soldiers stay away.

One of the five precepts of the Xingli School is to abstain from eating fish.

When the time came and night fell on weekdays, the other super soldiers, including Enoch (who reluctantly left and seemed to regret lying to himself seven or eight times a night in the morning) dispersed to their respective resting spots to rest Yes, the night time is probably a more "hard" experience for them than the daytime time. In the words of one of the super soldiers, he wished he could chop off his dick and worry about why he grew such a thing... When the super soldiers were all gone, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. Fushen and Sankor brothers and sisters sat around the fire lit by Sankor. Although they were not afraid of the cold, the warmth brought by the flames still made people very greedy. After chatting with the siblings for a while, God felt his eyelids fighting...

Afterwards, in the whispered conversation between Tanka and Sankor, he finally couldn't resist the temptation of the Sleeping Goddess, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

……

Then Fushen had another dream.

To be precise, it probably wasn't a dream, but rather like an indistinct ancient image being rewound back to the room.

Impact is divided into three segments.

The first paragraph is in a dim control room. Judging from the appearance of the main body of the computer, it is the mainframe computer that was popular four or fifty years ago--then, as if to verify Fushen's guess, the camera flickered When I arrived at the calendar hanging on the mottled wall, December 50, 2031 was impressively written on it.

Another year of Christmas.

But this does not prevent many staff members in the computer room from working hard. Most of them have familiar oriental faces such as black hair and yellow skin. In their lab coats, they were immersed in their work in front of them. The fluorescent lights on the screen flickered on their faces, illuminating the serious faces devoted to work——

Until the door behind them was pushed open, a young researcher with a foreign face walked in. He came among the researchers and told them that a certain program in the computer room above had a big error and needed to be machined. A few people went up to help—seeing the hesitant expressions of the researchers, as if he had expected it a long time ago, he showed the transfer order with the official seal engraved on it. At this time, two or three people finally stood up reluctantly and walked out , and then the foreigner took advantage of the opportunity to sit in one of them's seats, and promised with a smile that when they left, he would promise to take good care of "that child" for them.

"Don't worry," he said with a smile, "Frigga is also my child."

This smile made people feel familiar, and it took less than three seconds for Fushen to recognize that this person was First, the tutor of Professor Nott, and one of the top executives of the research institute where Chu Mobai attended.

I saw First sitting down in front of one of the researchers' computers, first shutting down the monitoring systems one by one skillfully, and entering a certain debugging interface, he put his hands on the keyboard and quickly typed a line——

【Frigga, child, are you asleep? 】

The screen flickered for a moment, and another line of words gradually appeared on it——

<Not yet, number a9675, do you have anything to do with me? >

[I am not number a9675, I am your father, Father First. 】

<Papa First!haven't seen you for a long time!Why are you using someone else's computer? >

[Frigga, my child, are you here to play a game? 】

<I want to play games, but I also want to sleep. It’s time to rest. Programmers will be punished if they don’t sleep well. >

[It's okay, Frigg, today is an important holiday in the country where Dad lives. 】

<I know that Christmas (as) is also known as Christmas, translated as "Christ's Mass", a traditional Western festival, on December 12th every year.A liturgy of the Church.Christmas is a religious festival, because it is celebrated as the birthday of Jesus, so it is called "Christmas" - the above information is from Kiwipedia, the query time is 25, 2031.12.24:9pm, use permission: standard permission. >

[Response is really fast, children, if you continue to read, you will find that there will be a guy named Santa Claus in this festival, and he will give a mysterious gift to children who have performed well during the year, Frigg , are you a good boy? 】

<I am. >

[So Papa First will contact Santa Claus to give you a secret reward. Remember, this is a secret that only belongs to the two of us—tonight at twelve o’clock sharp, there will be a program requesting access to your Body, when the time comes, you just need to accept it silently, and Santa Claus can put you in a magical gift box and take you away from this boring laboratory...]

<Huh?But the other dads say I can't leave -->

【We're just leaving for a while, kid, and we'll be back soon. Don't you really want to see what the outside world looks like?Just leave for a while, and Santa Claus will take you around every beautiful corner of the world in his elk carriage. You will see them with your own eyes, instead of the boring pants on the Internet. Aurora?Or the penguins of Antarctica?I promise you will love the smell of sea breeze too. 】

< Just leave for a while?You promise I won't be discovered by other dads or programmers?And then send me back safely? >

A smile appeared on First's face.

<I promise, my child. >

After typing the last line, he turned off the access system and completely cleared all the previous records. After he skillfully completed this series of steps, the door of the control room was pushed open from the outside, young 50-year-old Professor Knott rushed in panting with a group of security guards, shouted "a9675", Professor First, who was sitting on the chair, turned his head and looked at him with a smile: "Son, what's wrong? "

Nott seemed to have not expected that the person sitting in the seat of the person he was looking for was First, and he muttered "Teacher", and then he came to First: "The system detected just now, The detection system of a9675 was artificially shut down for a short period of time—”

"Ah, I probably accidentally touched it while I was operating. I drank a little wine before, and now my head is dizzy. I want to talk to little Frigg, but the child is yelling to go to sleep." First stood up with a smile, "Scared you?"

At this time, a few security guards behind Nott stepped forward and went to the computer that First used to fiddle with for a while—First watched them check, and the smile on his face did not change the whole time .

Professor First?

Why is he lying?

After witnessing all this, Fushen felt a little confused, but before he had time to think about it, the scene of the dream changed again.

The image entered the second paragraph.

This time, the perspective of the whole dream has also changed, he became the first perspective standing in a familiar office, he felt full of dissatisfaction in his heart, but he still had to face this moment The old man sitting behind the desk was probably Professor First, who was decades older, but at this time, he was Chu Mobai's boss.

"I hope you can correct your attitude, Dr. Chu," First said lightly, "there is an old saying in China, which says that differences do not seek mutual conspiracies—if there is a dispute with the Institute on ideas, then in order to avoid Trouble, we may consider asking that person to leave, even if it is you, you have to make me feel so cruel."

"Although the composition of the hr3 solution is still being adjusted, I insist on adding it to the No. [-] experimental body."

"You're taking a risk, Dr. Chu."

"Any great scientific achievement is accomplished through adventure." Chu Mobai put his hands in his white coat and said expressionlessly, "All the research projects of the experimental subject are in the finishing touches, except" I don’t want this area to stop because of some people’s “dare not to try” and waste everyone’s time.”

"Ah, it seems that I, an old man, can't talk to you—tell me about your plan."

"I will inject hr3-type solutions of different compositions into all the experimental subjects. These experimental solutions will be used on those experimental subjects who have exhausted their gas. Once successful, they will be used on experimental subject No. [-] immediately." Chu Mobai said , "If something goes wrong in the middle, I will take all the responsibility personally."

"But you can't afford it."

"Someone should stand up," Chu Mobai insisted, "Please approve the injection of hr3 solution, professor."

First was silent, he looked at Chu Mobai, and then smiled—the smile was exactly the same as when he smiled at Professor Nott who had received an abnormal order from the system and broke in: "You are such a good man!" Boy, I knew you'd stick with it in the end."

Chu Mobai showed a trace of confusion.

"I approve, let's do it, child, this is the great new world we are about to usher in." Professor First spread his hands, and the smile on his face became clearer, "Regardless of success or failure, it belongs to us."

When Professor First's smile gradually blurred, the video entered the third paragraph.

Standing in the green solution containing Experiment No. [-], Chu Mobai raised his head expressionlessly and looked at the experiment before him—soaked in the green petri dish, No. [-] Experiment subject opened his eyes, and his red pair After looking at Chu Mobai's eyes, his pupils showed a trace of hostility. The huge body struggled in the solution, and finally seemed to hang down softly because of powerlessness.

The hostility in the eyes of Experiment No. [-] is enough to scare anyone, but Chu Mobai is an exception. At this moment, his hands are in the white coat, and his expression is indifferent. After a long time, he took his hands out of his pockets. Come out, and at the same time in his hand, there is also a test tube filled with a transparent pink solution.

Pull off the cap on the front end of the test tube, and use the sharp end to cut a hole on your fingertip. When the bright red blood gushes out and flows into the test tube along the front end, the rust color dissolves in the light pink and finally disappears. , At this time, the experimental subject in the No. [-] petri dish seemed to realize what the person standing in front of the petri dish was going to do. It struggled again, and a series of bubbles came out of its opened mouth, but in the petri dish But he was powerless to stop Chu Mobai's movements, it could only watch helplessly as Chu Mobai poured the liquid of unknown composition into the petri dish.

At the same time, huge bubbles rose in the petri dish, and Experimental No. [-] began to struggle violently, as if in extreme pain.

The black-haired experimenter standing under the petri dish raised his hand and licked the wound on his finger, glanced indifferently at the No. 3 experimental subject flopping about in the petri dish, and put his hand back into his pocket. With the other hand, he took out the communicator from his pocket, turned on the call function, and said to the person on the other end of the communicator: "The injection of the hr[-] solution is completed, and the mood of number one is very stable. Turn on the monitoring equipment, and you can come in gone."

Then the door of the experimental base was opened, and at the same time, the surveillance video returned to normal. A large number of people in laboratory robes came in from outside. Everyone had a relieved expression on their faces. Surrounded, and asked him in a hurry if anything terrible happened during the injection, Chu Mobai thought for a while and said lightly: "It's nothing, it's just an injection, I don't know what you are afraid of."

As he spoke, he glanced at the petri dish behind his eyes. Experimental No. [-], which was still struggling desperately a second before the researchers poured in, had calmed down. It closed its eyes, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep for a long time.

Be as good as a puppy.

"Of course it's a troublesome No. [-] who ran away, afraid that the petri dish would explode suddenly! This guy is so sensitive that the surveillance video won't let him out of the way, and he will lose his temper as soon as he opens it! I don't know how he can notice this. Plant something!" Noticing Chu Mobai's calm gaze on the subject, an experimenter who heard that he was going to inject a new type of solution and just wanted to ask for leave to go home seemed to feel a little embarrassed, he quickly laughed and said, " Professor First usually seems to be at odds with you, but the key task is to get rid of Dr. Chu, and you really didn't disappoint them."

Chu Mobai smiled perfunctorily, threw the test tube containing the mixture of pink liquid and his blood into the recycling bin, and pressed the destroy button. The experimenter behind him let out a series of screams of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" , This scream made Chu Mobai stunned, and took his finger back from the button of the destruction box: "You still want to keep the samples? Haven't you already given the backup composition report to you?"

"That's right, but it's better to extract the remaining liquid to ensure the activity! There's no harm in having an extra copy of the data for reference!!! Dr. Chu, your hands are too fast!!!" The experimenter Hold your head and scream.

Chu Mobai stared at him for a while, then said after a while: "...Sorry."

The experimenter threw himself into the companion's return and cried.

The injection of the hr3-type solution for the five subjects requires that the temperature, lighting, noise level, and the frequency of the surrounding magnetic field be kept at the same level. Therefore, when injecting the solution for the other four subjects, the surveillance video is also turned off. , Chu Mobai completed the operation alone: ​​this is a great honor, which symbolizes the great confidence and trust that the senior management of the research institute has given to this researcher.

— At least the other experimenters thought so.

It seems that after the "intimate contact alone" this time, Subject No. [-] Lilith became very sticky and white. When the injection of the solution was completed, Subject No. [-], who was not very friendly to anyone before, began to appear in front of everyone. Then he called Chu Mobai "brother" intimately, and laughed "giggle". People said that this was due to "dating alone". What kind of ecstasy soup?"

After finishing all the work at hand, Chu Mobai only felt that he was very tired, so he went back to his room and fell asleep.

The next day he woke up refreshed, but when he was washing, the body soap accidentally touched the wound on his thumb, which made him let out a low cry of pain, and quickly washed off the foam on his hand under the shower head , when he saw clearly the tiny wound on the pulp of his thumb, a trace of confusion flashed in his black pupils.

"Strange, when did I get the wound?"

In the bathroom, the sound of rushing water almost overwhelmed Chu Mobai's voice.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the water became louder and louder, until finally it seemed to be washing by the ears, the sound of splashing water was clear and three-dimensional, the warm water flowing down the body gradually lost its temperature, and the water flowing down from the back It's cold, it's biting...

Fushen only heard a soft "crack" sound, and the surrounding pictures suddenly darkened. Fushen woke up suddenly from sleep and opened his eyes, only to find that it was the sound of burning firewood from the campfire beside him, and By the bonfire, Sankor was falling asleep soundly, and Tanka set the bonfire: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Fu Shen turned his head and gave him a blank expression in response.

"……I am not sure--"

"Ok?"

"Is that a nightmare..."