This is definitely not rebirth

Fengtian could feel the almost stubborn determination from the lunch box, and he couldn't help murmuring absently: "It's really like him, Cong also decided on a path back then and walked to the end."

Is this good or bad?Fengtian admits that he has not been able to make a judgment so far, even if he is as rational as him, there will be times when it is difficult to tell right from wrong.

The lunch box was speechless. The process of forming his character was obviously not due to the credit of the two fathers, but if this matter was taken apart, it would be even more unclear. There was really no need to get entangled, so he chose to remain silent.

As if to find a reasonable explanation for what happened so far, Fengtian suddenly fully accepted this setting, and his attitude changed 180 degrees. He didn't seem to notice that a certain son's original expression of laziness had turned into an expression of entanglement. He said to himself: "I can give you the experimental data, and biologists can also arrange for you. I believe that if I refuse your request, you will find another way to achieve your goal, right?"

The lunch box was blunt: "Yeah, I also made up my mind to find Danqing, Uncle Xiaoming, or my stepfather, after all, they are much more talkative than you, I didn't expect you to agree to help, so you are not so rigid. "

Fengtian paused for a moment, and said with emotion: "I tried my best to prevent some of He Cong's decisions back then, but it failed. You are our son, and your appearance is like me, and your personality is even more like him, so now I just rely on you. I don’t want my obstruction not only to fail to stop you, but even to bring you unnecessary trouble.”

The lunch box was at a loss for words. He originally wanted to tease this serious daddy, but after hearing this, he was quite moved. Such a serious and rigid person who is willing to make concessions for you is really hard to hate from the bottom of his heart. , even though his and Fengtian's personalities are completely opposite, they get along surprisingly well.At this point, the lunch box couldn't help saying in a deep and profound way: "Daddy, you are a good person, but I see that the layman is so cunning, and the little daddy has no chance to turn around, so don't wait, find a husband who loves you, and marry him." Bar."

"..." Fengtian's face darkened, and suddenly dark clouds covered him, and he could hear the rolling thunder.The handsome and cool guy resolutely clapped his hands and stood up, hesitated to speak, then flicked his sleeves at last, and strode away: He is still busy, so he doesn't want to play with his son here... Brat.

The lunch box laughed loudly. After the father's back was blocked by the door, the smile slowed down, and he was no longer so wanton and arrogant, with a lazy smile that seemed to be a smile but not a smile on the corner of his lips: "It's good to have a serious father, after all This kind of person is very trustworthy, isn't he?" He is almost sure that the data of the soul experiment and biologists will be available soon, so what he has to do now is to find Yan's soul.

The lunch box caressed the armband, which he took off from Yan's hand. After such a violent explosion, it was intact and the quality was really good. It's a pity that he would rather break this thing and keep the inkstone. Obviously this idea Some are too whimsical, an armband and the life of his lover... He is really going crazy to think so.

"Yan, where are you?"

The face was smiling, but sighed involuntarily. The child walked out of the reception room and walked towards the treatment room. People he met on the way greeted him cautiously. He responded with a smile one by one. He didn't take it seriously until he came to the independent treatment room specially opened for Yan. Good medical staff will stay on the main ship and will not be dispatched for the time being.

After entering the treatment room through DNA certification, only Chrysanthemum was guarding the medical equipment. He was not surprised to see the lunch box coming: "You are here."

"Yeah." Lunchbox nodded lightly, and looked at the treatment cabin in the center of the room, carefully looking at the slowly recovering body inside: "How is he?"

Chrysanthemum heard the words and pulled out a piece of data, scrolled to the side of the lunch box to enlarge and expand, and then explained: "The injuries suffered by the inkstone are mainly explosion shocks and burns. In principle, these two injuries are not difficult to deal with with the current medical level. It is said that at that time Are you starting the Rubik’s Cube? Fortunately, the inkstone has not been affected, so the repair is not difficult. Now we use the cell replication technology to repair the damaged parts one by one. According to this speed, it will take about three months to restore them to their original condition. All functions It can also be maintained by a simulated survival machine, but... even then, he is just a living corpse, because his brain cannot function, which is a completely different concept from a vegetable."

The whole sentence was undoubtedly giving candy first and then a stick, but the lunch box didn't care. He gently stroked the surface of the treatment chamber and said calmly, "I know, but I will find a way."

Chrysanthemum is not stupid either. Almost the second day after he heard the bad news, after learning about the decision on the lunch box, he thought of the forbidden experiment more than ten years ago: "Do you want to try that soul experiment?"

The lunch box chuckled: "You thought about it too."

"...I don't know if this is right, but no matter how much I try to dissuade you, you probably won't listen to me. I just hope that no matter what the result is, you won't regret it." Chrysanthemum said, as the longest relationship between them, witness It's the first friendship between them, that's all he can say.

The lunch box smiled: "If you think about it, you are the old friend who knows us best."

"..."

"Okay, let me have a good conversation with Yan."

"What do you say, he can't hear now."

"I'm talking to his spirit."

Chrysanthemum stared at the lunch box with a pitiful look of 'you've gone crazy', hesitated to speak, and finally turned into a long sigh, turned and walked away, and opened the electromagnetic barrier to give the two of them a private space.

The barrier is one-way, and the lunch box can see Chrysanthemum in a white coat looking after the machine outside, occasionally carefully analyzing the data and adjusting the value, which seems to be very attentive.The lunch box looked at Yan for a while before turning his eyes back to Yan who was sleeping in the treatment cabin. The memory suddenly turned over the scene when he saw Yan sleeping in the treatment cabin for the first time. He didn’t know love at the beginning. Only the pain of approaching death needs to sleep. At the beginning, he only had anger, which was a kind of unpleasant feeling that his property was violated. Now?He would rather be the one sleeping in it. If Yan didn't have him, he might be sad, but after that, his life would return to normal, wouldn't he?

Thinking about it, Yan would go through all of this and lie here because of him. If Yan hadn't reached out to him ten years ago, he might still be living well today with the help of Wu Hope, and he would still be alive when he grows old. Peace and safety.

He once saw a word in an ancient book - the years are quiet, yes, but his appearance completely destroyed that tranquility.

"But no matter how much you resent me, I will never let you go." The child was still immature, with a possessive smile on his extremely delicate face, beautiful but poisonous: "Who is my personality like?" In fact, I am like my mother, that domineering woman has been strong all her life. Since you are attracted to me, prepare to never get rid of me for the rest of your life. Even if you die now, I will find you back and let You can never escape, we will never be separated."

Yan just fell asleep without any response, his soft and straight black hair floating in the water, peaceful and peaceful.Looking at the face that had been completely restored, the lunch box caressed the transparent glass surface of the warehouse body, leaned forward and pressed a kiss on it: "When you wake up, I will be more enthusiastic and go deeper. This is really bad now. I like kissing glass, I kissed you when I found you, but your lips are burnt, a bit scary, right? Wake up quickly, create a good memory for me, let me forget about it."

Of course, the dead couldn’t respond to the child’s entreaties, so the child let out a long sigh, and finally waved a floating chair, sat next to the treatment cabin, connected to the Internet with the private optical brain on the armband, searched and read various materials about the soul .Even though he has been a wandering ghost for N+ years, he still has no idea how a living person sees a ghost, and he must understand it more deeply.

"Well, I seem to have forgotten something." An idea flashed in Lunchbox's mind, but he couldn't catch it, and finally decided not to think about it, and continued to read the information.

After N days, He Cong and the layman learned the details of the lunch box from Fengtian. He Cong decided not to look for the lunch box, but to go directly to the Lord God to discuss asking for someone. ... us.

So half a month later, He Cong and the layman brought the soul experiment data taken out by Fengtian, and also brought a few boy faces with glasses at the bottom of the wine bottle to the main ship of the lunch box.

"Who are they?" Lunchbox looked at these young men, not quite sure what they could do, but his stepfather was unreliable, and his younger father was always quite normal, so why would he specially bring him Come on some pure disincentives.

"Dr. Panda, they are all." The layman rubbed his nose and saw that one of them had already taken out a tool and wanted to cut the lunch box's hair secretly, but was stunned by the brown hair, and couldn't help laughing: "Don't look at them like this, They are the best biologists among the nobles, uh, in fact, you can be regarded as their research."

"..."

"How do you feel?"

"It's very subtle, a feeling of itching but not enough to see blood." Lunchbox looked at these people who were completely immersed in the scientific world and couldn't help themselves. They didn't feel the atmosphere change at all, like strange guys living in another dimension. , very speechless: "Are they brothers? They look exactly alike."

"Uh, what about this." The layman laughed dryly: "He is Dr. Panda... Oh, I said they all are. Dr. Panda is a Ph.D. in biology, specializing in genetic research, because he thinks he is the greatest and smartest biologist , the world couldn’t understand him, so he used his own cells to create several clones. Later, even he himself couldn’t tell which was the original and which was the clone, and he often scolded fakes, copycats, plagiarism, and plagiarism .Actually, all of them are replicants now. I don’t know which generation of pandas it is...well, it’s not the first generation anyway. Dr. Panda’s gene duplication technology is definitely the best, so they look similar to original humans, and He's very knowledgeable and you don't have to worry about them not being able to help you."

It sounds like an empty, lonely and cold genius narcissist who split himself into multiple parts. After hearing this, the lunch box raised his eyebrows slightly, but he could accept such a setting: "That's right, so let them see Yan now? "

"Young man, I am more interested in you."

"Yes, yes, I still remember your data. You were clearly a failure back then, but now you are so perfect."

"Oh, God, no, we are God, to create such a perfect combination."

"Wow ha ha ha, this is my favorite work."

"Go away, it's mine!"

"Go away, it's mine."

"Go away, it's clearly mine."

A few fair faces were blushing from an argument, they were tugging their sleeves, and they were gnashing their teeth, as if they were about to warm up for a fight.

The lunch box watched silently, and then asked grimly, "Can I beat them up?"

He Cong spoke for the first time: "Their natural attributes are all added to intelligence."

"..." In other words, the attack power and resistance power are very poor, and the lunch box decided to see if they can really help before considering the matter of beating up.

"That's right." The layman handed over a small box: "This pet is yours, right? I fished it back, take a look."

The lunch box silently stared at the limp Xiao Huang in the pet box, and took the box decisively: "Thank you, I can beat Xiao Huang first later."

"..." Xiao Huang huddled in the corner, not daring to say anything. He had really felt the mood swings of his master before, and he knew that things were bad. It is the lightest thing to be beaten right now. If the master can't think about it He roasted... errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

He Cong reached out to touch the child's head. The child had threatened the pet with his scrutiny and thoughtful eyes just now, but now he raised his head and rounded his eyes in surprise, looking at the little dad who just retracted his hand.

"I know you feel uncomfortable. If you really have an idea, just try to do it. If you need help, just ask. You must pay attention to safety." After a pause, He Cong said: "The layman has already done that before. Know the ins and outs, the content and the roster, if you are busy, I can take a trip."

Xiao Dae spoke very domineeringly, but the lunch box declined the proposal to help out. He had to do it himself. As for the materials, he would of course accept it. He was grateful to these blood relatives who did it for him. Perhaps his original relatives lived in another A time and space, but the present relatives are also good.

"Some things still need to be done by myself, thank you."

"Father and son, you're welcome." The layman waved his hands generously.

The lunch box laughed, which was probably the most sincere smile since Yan's accident: "Stay here for a few days, I will take these doctors to see Yan first."

He really wanted to put his parents first, but he couldn't let go of Yan.

The two elders obviously understood the child's thoughts, and nodded in agreement. Seeing the child carrying the pet basket, followed by a bunch of pandas, they looked at each other, and couldn't help sighing secretly when they thought of the messy situation.

Although they support children to try it out, they don't hold out much hope.

"Maybe we should ask Dr. Panda to make another inkstone and replace this one secretly," He Cong said.

The layman stroked his lover's hair and objected softly: "No, you should know the difference between a clone and a real person. They are not the same person, they are independent individuals. The lunch box needs the original one. We can't do this."

Hearing this, He Cong calmed down, recalled the replicants he had come into contact with in his memory, and knew that what the layman said was reasonable, so he sighed again and leaned on the layman: "I was too confused, thank you for reminding me."

"No thanks between us."