not heavy

Huo Yusheng said inarticulately, "Wait a minute..."

Meng Buzhong rolled his eyes: "Don't worry, I'm not here to grab potato chips from you."

The sound of slapping slippers came from far to near, Huo Yusheng opened the door for him, and shook the packing bag in his hand: "You are late, there is only a little bit left."

"I didn't expect you to fulfill your promise and give me half a bag." Meng Buzhong picked up a piece and tasted it, "Cherry cherry blossom flavor? Isn't this still potato flavor?"

"What do you know, this is a seasonal limited edition, the important thing is not the taste, but the short but warm encounter, okay? How amazing it is for a young girl like me to eat it at this time and in this place Fate!"

"Isn't it? This fate is worth 20 yuan."

"Tch, do you like to eat or not!" Huo Yusheng sat cross-legged on the bed in cartoon home clothes, and stuffed the last bit of fate into her mouth with relish, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"Business." Meng Buzhong said concisely, "We have to evacuate quickly."

Huo Yusheng was stunned for a moment: "Why? Is there something wrong?"

Meng Buzhong said: "This is the site of the military. It seems that it should have been a very large military project in the past, but I don't know what happened. It was destroyed as it is now, and finally it was sealed and abandoned."

"Then what happened?"

"Don't you think it's strange? We didn't mention this kind of place in our mission statement, and the government troops didn't know about it, but the bearded, short and fat man and that woman obviously knew about it. They brought frozen Box, you have seen the badges on his body, do they look like people from the military? If they are not from the military, why are they so familiar with this place? If they are from the military, what else do we need to protect secretly? Use it directly Isn’t the power of the military more secure?”

Huo Yusheng rubbed the crumbs of potato chips on his fingers: "It's really weird to say so, what is the purpose of this mission? Is it to escort them here?"

Meng Buzhong continued to analyze: "We have already arrived, but the handover person has not arrived, which is unreasonable. Or, will there really be someone who will come to handover with us?"

Huo Yusheng couldn't help shivering: "What do you mean?"

"I now suspect that there is no handover person at all." Meng Buzhong said, "The purpose of this mission was very vague from the beginning. We have encountered many obstacles along the way, but we have to say There was only one time when the one that really posed a serious threat to us was neutralized by Tao Zhi's brother, it was almost like..."

"Try."

"Yes, the enemy is testing our strengths, what about our own people in the team?" Meng Buzhong listed out various doubts, "What organization do those three people belong to, what is in the freezer they transported, and why did they have to go there?" We are here to hand over, we don’t know anything about it, but they know our details very well. And Tao Cheng, who is the prime minister of the cabinet, can’t wait to take Tao Zhi away, is it really just to let him clear himself of the crime? Back Looking back, all the attacks and responses are so blatant, don't they seem to be specially made for others to see?"

"Listen to you, why do I feel that this task is more like a trap?" Huo Yusheng seldom thought about it before. Points are good, but now I feel more and more that the A-level mission is different-it seems to be calm, but in fact there are pits everywhere.

"That's why I want to evacuate quickly." Meng Buzhong made up his mind, "Sister Huo, take a rest tonight, and we will evacuate early tomorrow morning, regardless of whether the handover person comes or not."

"That mission..."

"Even if it is judged as a mission failure in the end, at most it will be a loss of points. We don't need to bet our lives on it."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Huo Yusheng believed in Meng Buzhong's judgment.

"Then it's settled, you go to bed early."

Leaving Huo Yusheng's room, Meng Buzhong still felt restless.

After taking a shower, he stood in front of the mirror with his upper body bare, and wiped away the water mist on the mirror surface with his hands.He vaguely saw his wet hair and pale face.

The bathroom here is small and stuffy, and his lung capacity seems to have decreased recently, making him a little out of breath.

Meng Buzhong turned on the ventilation fan, supported the sink for a while, and picked up the small bottle Tao Zhi gave him before he left.

According to Tao Zhi, it contains TKIII cleaning agent.

He carefully reviewed the knowledge he had learned all his life, and confirmed that he had never known that there was such a paint as TKIII in the world, nor did he know what it was used for, let alone had direct contact with this kind of thing.A thing that has never appeared in your previous life, someone suddenly told him that this thing has been applied to your body, and it has undergone meticulous special treatment, and it has been kept there. What kind of experience is this?

For a moment at that time, Meng Buzhong thought that Tao Zhi was making up nonsense, and was just using it to convey some cryptic information to him.For example, this bottle is a clue related to this mission, for example, what secrets are hidden in it that his brother cannot know, for example, this is actually a magic medicine to increase the durability of men.

It wasn't until the end that he was convinced that Tao Zhi was telling him in the most straightforward way: You have a problem with your skin, don't you know it?Do you know about cleaning potions?

He has been thinking about this matter these days, and today he finally came to face it.

Meng Buzhong opened the bottle cap, poured some liquid medicine into the palm of his hand, looked at it, and sniffed it under his nose.

It is colorless and transparent, and has no odor.

He applied the lotion to the back of his neck, and massaged it in circles according to the instructions on the bottle.

After applying it for the first time, there was no feeling; after applying it for the second time, there was still no feeling; after applying it for the third time, he felt that his skin was a little hot from rubbing, but there was still no special feeling.

Meng Buzhong looked at the medicine bottle suspiciously: "Will it expire?"

There was only one small bottle in total, Meng Buzhong lowered his head, poured the rest on the back of his neck, wiped it impatiently, and muttered: "It's okay, give it a good time."

Meng Buzhong stared at the mirror and waited for ten seconds.

Was Tao Zhi really lying to him?In fact, this is the magic medicine to enhance the durability of men?

Just when he breathed a sigh of relief and was about to wash himself off and go to sleep, the skin on the back of his neck suddenly felt itchy.

Meng Buzhong scratched subconsciously: "Hiss..."

The itchy feeling became more and more intense. With the rapid rise of the local body temperature, it gradually turned into an unbearable itchiness. I bent my arms to reach it, but I felt that the more I scratched, the hotter I felt. The more I scratched, the more itchy. In just a few seconds, That piece of skin seemed to be burnt, and began to peel off other skin tissues, sloughing off little by little.

Soon, the itching disappeared.

The potion did not cause any harm to the surrounding skin, only the small area was "cleaned".

Meng Buzhong turned on the faucet and washed away the debris from his fingers.

Under the action of the ventilation fan, the water vapor in the bathroom was completely dissipated, and the mirror surface became very clear.Meng Buzhong tilted his neck, trying his best to see the back of his neck.

That position was directly behind, limited by the rotation angle of the human neck, he had a hard time seeing.

He also doesn't have a small mirror to reflect behind. Huo Yusheng does have one, but he doesn't want to borrow it.Because although I can't see the whole thing, I can still see a little outline of the familiar regular hexagon.

Everyone knows what that is.

No need to wash, that's the sign of a bionic person.

That touch of fluorescent blue stung his blindfolded eyes and made him a little dizzy again.He couldn't see the full number in the hexagonal box, and he could just barely see that the last digit was 0.

Meng Buzhong laughed at himself: "I'm officially certified as 0?"

Meng Buzhong sat on the bed and wiped his hair with a towel.

He needs to use the shortest time to reorganize his life, and at the same time suppress his restless heart, don't go to understand the question posted on it: what should I do if I have lived as a human for more than 20 years and suddenly find that I am a bionic person?

At this time, he fell into the same doubts as Tao Zhi.

If he is a bionic man, why does he need to eat, drink and scatter like a human?Why don't you need to charge it?Don't need to supply blue blood?No need to replace parts?

Why doesn't he have any sense of being mechanical?And he can still use abilities?

No matter how advanced an omnic is, it is composed of 0 and 1, right?Except when he was playing a certain sport with Zhou Xi, there was never any program of 0 and 1 popping up in his mind!

But in this case, it seems to be able to explain many problems in him.

For example, the unidentifiable mechanical bacteria in his body, the blood sample analysis that is always different from that of ordinary people, the level of abilities that are difficult to detect, and the inexplicably slow body functions.

"This is really..." Meng Buzhong wiped his face, "I saw a ghost."

When he took over this mission, he told Zhou Xi that he was going to declare war on that end point, but now he felt that maybe all of this had nothing to do with where the end point was.

As we all know, androids are programmed to run.So what he experienced, maybe it was a system and a process set up by others in advance?

A bionic person who doesn't know that he is a bionic person is a created tool no matter how he looks at it.

Who really cares about the "end" of an android?

Confusion and self-doubt upset Meng Buzhong, and he needs to evacuate with Huo Yusheng tomorrow. He needs some help, some comfort to calm himself down.

So he contacted Zhou Xi.

Zhou Xi answered the communication, his voice was as calm as ever: "What's wrong?"

Meng Buqiang said incoherently: "Zhou Xi, I washed my neck clean."

"..." Zhou Xi was silent for a while.

"Do you understand what I mean?" Meng Buzhong said, "I used TKIII cleaning agent, and I saw the bionic symbol on the back of my neck. Wait, did you already know it? You used to touch it when you were making out. The back of my neck, I'm still wondering what's going on, you perverted bionic man! Just wait, next time I will..."

"Not heavy." An old voice came from the other end of the communicator.

"..." Meng Buzhong was dumbfounded, "Dad?"

"Then what," Professor Mengqiao said with difficulty, "You and the C system, have you got involved?"

The author has something to say: 1. Do not repeat the exam questions:

What's on the back of Mengbuzhong's neck? ()

A. Mission clues B. Blue tattoos C. Bionic man logo D. Hickey marks