Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

Fang Zhuo looked at the letters on the man's chest and was silent for a long time.

We can't ask everyone to have the same aesthetics as us, but at this moment, he still wants to say, brother, do you misunderstand this word?

Do you really understand what the hell does this arrangement of letters mean?

Zhuang Xu felt uncomfortable when he was looked at by the young man's eyes. It was a weird, unspeakable, and broken look.

"You don't like it?" Zhuang Xu's voice was low, his eyes were deep, and it was not difficult to see a little disappointment hidden between his slightly frowning brows.

Fang Zhuo felt that at this time Zhuang Xu was like a kid who urgently needed his father to touch and coax him.

So Father Fang stretched his clothes, "I like it."

After finishing speaking, he bit the bullet and emphasized again, "I really like it, whether it is the color matching or the meaning of the letters, I..."

"I like them very much."

It was the first time for Zhuang Xu to buy clothes in person. Although he didn't show it on his face, he was a little worried in his heart. Hearing this, he was quietly relieved.

He walked over, rubbed the top of Fang Zhuo's hair, and said with a rare smile in his voice, "As long as you like it, I'll buy you another one next time."

Fang Zhuo smiled and said, "Just as long as you are happy."

He scratched his face, worried that if the conversation continued like this, it would stimulate men's more terrifying shopping potential, so he changed the subject and asked, "Why are you changing your home clothes? Aren't you leaving?"

Zhuang Xu: "This is my home."

Fang Zhuo was startled, "Isn't this my house!"

"This is our home, is there a problem?" Zhuang Xu glanced over, and Fang Zhuo fell silent.

He seemed to have seen the chrysanthemum bushes and the pile driver beckoning to him, especially the pile driver, which was full of oil and electricity, ready to go, and the chugs and chugs were particularly scary.

The more Fang Zhuo thought about it, the more horrified he became, his whole body was stiff, he scratched his nails nervously, "Then shall we sleep now?"

Zhuang Xu is a bit addicted to the feeling of sleeping with a young man in his arms. An Tian's sleep can make him more energetic the next day, and his work efficiency can also be improved a lot.

"Sleep." Zhuang Xu said.

Fang Zhuo nodded, remembering that the two birds would meet later, he couldn't keep up his spirits. After all, he was sluggish and the other was handsome. Such a comparison really hurt a man's dignity.

However, when he was lying on his back, the man's arm stretched out and hooked him, his warm face was buried on his shoulder, and after a while, his heavy breathing became calm, pure sleep.

Fang Zhuo laughed silently in the dark, very good, I appreciate a good baby like you the most.

At six o'clock the next morning, Zhuang Xu's biological clock woke up. He opened his eyes, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw the young man in his arms. His hair was soft and shiny, exuding a little fragrance.

Even though the two were using the same shampoo, he felt that the smell of youth seemed to be more pleasant, so he couldn't help rubbing his chin lightly.

Fang Zhuo woke up immediately, and he counted the time silently, no, it's not enough for eight hours!

He pretended to be dreaming, stretched out his hands and feet, wrapped around the man like an octopus, moved his knee up, and inevitably bumped against something.

"Song Yan." Zhuang Xu's voice was a little hoarse, obviously warning.

Fang Zhuo restrained the desire to back down, hugged her tightly, and said vaguely: "Don't make noise, let me sleep a little longer."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the man's anger. The thing on his knees, like a bamboo shoot that broke through the soil, was growing vigorously, and he wanted to pierce his pants.

Fang Zhuo: "..."

Petting his little sick bird sympathetically, pretending to have just woken up, slowly opened his sleepy eyes, "Why did you wake up so early."

Zhuang Xu habitually squinted his eyes and looked at him. His eyes seemed calm but actually sharp. It wasn't until Fang Zhuo was stared at that his heart tightened that the man said slowly, "I'm used to it."

Fang Zhuo nodded, the soldiers have strict schedules, and they can form a fixed biological clock over time, so they understand.

The young man got off the bed next to the man, and held the other's arm with his sticky hands, keeping the two of them always at zero distance.

Zhuang Xu didn't expect young people to be so clingy, his heart warmed inexplicably, but he said harshly, "Either let go, or go wash with me."

The answer to the multiple-choice question does not need to be asked, it must be the latter.

Fang Zhuo almost stepped on the man's feet to enter the bathroom. When brushing his teeth, he deliberately stuck close to him, and Zhuang Xu stopped halfway through brushing.

Fang Zhuo thought that he was annoying others, and tremblingly said, "I'll just rely on it for another ten minutes, please bear with me any longer."

Zhuang Xu moved his lips, stretched his arms suddenly, held the young man into his arms, and continued to brush his teeth expressionlessly.

Fang Zhuo finished brushing his teeth and eating breakfast just like that. At 06:30, it was exactly eight hours, and he immediately withdrew from the man's arms.

Zhuang Xu changed into his uniform and was about to go to the military headquarters. Before going out, he felt a little helpless when he thought of how clingy the young man was, so he suggested, "Come with me."

Fang Zhuo asked with a black face, "What am I going to do?"

Zhuang Xu didn't speak, his eyes were sharp, his face was long, and he just looked at him like that.

Fang Zhuo: "..."

Forget it, forget it.

Zhuang Xu's driver was an uncle with beards. He was surprised when he saw the strange young man following him. He swallowed his doubts and dutifully opened the rear door.

On the back seat, there were urgent business affairs, Zhuang Xu began to read after sitting down, and Fang Zhuo began to reply to Zhao Qi's text messages.

Zhao Qi's text message was actually sent at ten o'clock yesterday morning, but it was received just now.

Due to the special strategic location of No. [-] Mine Star, the governments of the three galaxies wanted to take it for themselves, but because they were afraid of the other two parties, no one dared to act rashly.

In order to prevent hostile galaxies from mixing into this no matter zone and monitor themselves, all three parties have conducted network monitoring on the mine star, and any external network connections will be repeatedly screened.

The communication within the planet is fine, but once the interplanetary contact is made, it becomes very difficult after being subjected to various monitoring and interference.

Unless the military's dedicated communication channel is used, nine times out of ten ordinary video calls are snowflakes.

Zhao Qi's excitement rushed through the words, [Boss, you don't know, Brother Tao dare not look at us with his nostrils anymore, and yesterday he returned your wife Ben back respectfully. 】

Fang Zhuo's eyes lit up, and he was about to reply when the communicator in his hand was taken away.

Zhuang Xu read word by word silently, and finally his eyes fell on the last few words, and there was a clear light in his eyes.

He handed the communicator back, "I remember you said that you would save two gold bars every year."

Fang Zhuo was secretly happy, thinking that the boy who gave away money had come, so he nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, I feel uncomfortable if I don't save it."

Zhuang Xu let out an "um" sound, and the ending sound was drawn out.

Fang Zhuo waited for a long time with nothing to say, so he smacked his lips, okay, it seems that the man wants to be the one whose money is distributed, "When I go back to Mine Star next time, I will bring all the gold bars and give them to you."

Zhuang Xu raised his eyebrows, his face was expressionless, but his fingers on the left armrest were pointing quickly, revealing his joyful mood.

Mensao old man, different taste.Fang Zhuo groaned in his heart, switched back to the steady boss mode in seconds, and sent a text message:

[Take care of the brothers and wait for me to come back. 】

The speed of the suspension car was very fast, and it took only 5 minutes to drive from home to the military headquarters. Zhuang Xu put the person in his pocket, got out of the car and walked into the office building.

Adjutant Osgu, who was guarding outside the office door, almost stared at Fang Zhuo. The major general's recent painting style is so fascinating, he really couldn't understand it more and more.

He hurried to make another cup of coffee, put it in front of the young man, and put down the document that needed to be signed in his hand, "The doctor asked me to tell you that your test report is out, I hope you can go down immediately."

Zhuang Xu said: "Reply to the doctor, I will go down immediately."

Osgu backed out, and as usual, stood outside the door like a rock.

He didn't want to eavesdrop, but the voice in the office was so powerful that it insisted on drilling into his ears, muttering, and he couldn't hear the content, but it could easily arouse his gossip soul.

Soon, Zhuang Xu opened the door and walked out.

Osgood stood upright, stretched his neck uncontrollably and went into the office, trying to find out who the young man inside was.

"Osgood."

Zhuang Xu's voice suddenly sounded, and Osgu quickly looked away, "Sorry, sir."

He raised his heels, walked a few steps and looked back at the closed office door.

He endured and endured, he couldn't help it anymore, "Major General, can I ask beyond the limit, is that young man your newly chosen partner?"

Zhuang Xu didn't speak.

Osgu swallowed, obviously feeling that the air pressure was low, but he was just too curious.

The chief has always lived at two o'clock and one line between the military department and his family, and his life is monotonous and boring. He usually talks more and more with little boys and girls. Once the cold air on his body is released, even mosquitoes will be scared away.

Osgu resisted his fear and asked tenaciously: "So today I brought him to the military headquarters specially to tell my brothers that you are in love? Do they have a sister-in-law?"

Zhuang Xu still didn't speak, but his eyes were much better than before.

It seems that he guessed it right. Osgu wanted to shout that the chief was out of order, but he couldn't. He had to hold on, so he still had a coffin face, "Congratulations."

Zhuang Xu returned with a blank expression, "Thank you."

in the underground laboratory.

The doctor's expression was complicated, obviously he had encountered a problem, when he saw the man who finally came down, he immediately put down the things in his hands and walked forward, his brows were full of worry.

Zhuang Xu looked very flat, "If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."

"When I did the blood test for you yesterday, I did a genetic test by the way, and the situation is even worse than before." The doctor paused, and let out a breath, "Your time is running out. Before that, you should be aware of it .”

Zhuang Xu said: "Well, my physical strength is not as good as before. After the injury, without medicine, the wound heals much slower."

Otherwise, with his physical fitness, even if he was injured, he would not be caught by Brother Tao so easily.

The professor sighed, "The heterogeneous gene segment and your original gene can never be completely fused, if you can find the source of the heterogeneous gene segment..."

Zhuang Xu could clearly feel his pocket moving, so he stretched his hand in and found that the young man got smaller and sneaked in without knowing when.

Fang Zhuo was trembling, purely from fright.

Obviously, the heterogeneous in the doctor's mouth refers to the alien race.

When the foreign race was slaughtered wantonly, it is still unknown who the instigator was and whether he still harbored malice towards the foreign race. He must not be exposed.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult." Zhuang Xu said, rubbing the top of Fang Zhuo's head with his fingertips reassuringly, "All the people who participated in my genetic modification project are gone."

To be exact, they were all dead, not even a single bone could be found.

The doctor seemed to remember something very angry, his face flushed, "It's all because of that damn..."

"Doctor!" Zhuang Xu's eyes signaled him to stop here.

The doctor abruptly swallowed the name on his lips. After taking a deep breath to calm himself down, he patted Zhuang Xu on the shoulder and promised, "Don't worry, give me a little more time, and I will definitely find a way."

Zhuang Xu smiled indifferently, even from the angle Fang Zhuo looked up at, it was definitely a sincere smile that could blind people's eyes, it was very different from the usual habitual fake smile.

This shows that the man's attitude towards this doctor should be very close.

On the way back, Osgu kept worrying.

The major general is the only son of the Chris family. If he dies, the future of the Chris family will be cut off. If even the Chris family falls, who will lead the impeachment faction and restrict the current emperor.

On the other hand, Fang Zhuo seemed much calmer.

In his conception, the protagonists are all cockroaches, who can't be beaten to death or trampled to death, the more frustrated they become, the more courageous they become, even if they come to the end, there will be miracles.

He stared at the communicator for a while, and asked, "Brother Ah San, do you think Zhuang Xu's miracle will be me?"

233: [Don't you have the answer? 】

Fang Zhuo wants to save people, but he doesn't want to be a guinea pig. He is the only fire left by the alien race and cannot be extinguished.

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For the next day, everyone could feel Osgu's gloomy aura, and without asking, they could guess that there must be more serious problems with the major general's genes.

All the soldiers of the Chris Legion were immersed in depression.

At this time, in the office of the supreme commander in the administrative building of the military headquarters, Fang Zhuo had already changed back.

There was thin sweat on the young man's face, the corners of his eyes and cheeks were dyed crimson, his eyes were moist and his lips were red. He was wearing a loose T-shirt, holding the door frame with one hand, and fanning the wind with the other.

"Major General, we need to have a good talk."

Zhuang Xu looked up and saw him like this, almost broke the pen in his hand, "What are you talking about?"

"Anyway, it's not about dating." Fang Zhuo muttered in a low voice, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the man looking at him with a very scary look.

He shrank his neck and suggested, "Just to be on the safe side, come in and talk."

The office is equipped with a rest room with complete furniture and facilities. After Fang Zhuo entered, he nestled on the sofa, "May I ask, what caused your current genetic problem?"

Zhuang Xu glanced past the young man's slender neck, "I can't."

Fang Zhuo's straight back suddenly bent, and his face was full of disappointment, "You are meaningless, I will tell you everything."

"Tell me everything?" Zhuang Xu chuckled twice.

This terrible smile came again, and Fang Zhuo felt a chill rush up, spreading along his limbs and bones.

"When did it run into my pocket, huh?"

Zhuang Xu got up and walked over, propping his hands on both sides of the sofa, "And when you were in the laboratory just now, why were you shaking?"

Fang Zhuo rolled his eyes, "Do I have any?"

"Stop acting." The man's eyes slowly slid along his face, and finally lingered on the pair of delicate collarbones.

"Every time before you become smaller, you will first show a painful expression, and then hide in the room."

Fang Zhuo was at a loss, "Is there a problem? Every caterpillar undergoes a lot of pain when it transforms."

Zhuang Xu sneered, "What gave you the courage to think that such a simple acting could fool me?"