Your Highness, zombies are coming

"Are you going to send Mr. Chris for the last time? Your Highness" After a while, the symbiote said such a line. Fortunately, he was able to find such a humane statement from the database.Roman looked back, his companion was lying on the bed, covered with a damp quilt, as if he was asleep.

"Oh, how could that be?" Roman laughed, and he took out the silver weapon manufacturing instrument, and a set of beautiful and complete scalpels quickly appeared in the box.

"You're right, I couldn't find a nanoscale laboratory, but that doesn't mean I don't have one. In fact, haven't you been here all the time?" Roman said softly, and he walked to the sink naked , there is a small mirror there.

"I thought about it for a long time just now, and finally came up with this method." The young man looked at himself in the mirror, his left hand slid down the spine of the neck, and then stopped at the depression of the third spine. "I'm going to do an operation on myself," he said.

"You can't do this, Your Highness, so far there is no experimental data on taking the symbiont out of the body, and I have no way to guarantee your safety. Moreover, there is no medical equipment here, and there is no way to guarantee the fusion of the crystals. It may fall into a dormant state." Azathoth almost yelled and finished speaking, he was like an angry parent, worried and terrified.

"Relax, you won't feel pain." Roman said slowly, once the symbiont leaves his body, all negative factors, including severe pain, blood loss, and bacterial infection, will be borne by himself. The body hasn't experienced that stuff in 20 years - no one knows what the consequences will be.

The streamlined knife was held by Roman in his hand. He looked at the little thing carefully while calculating the depth of the cut. The carrier of the symbiont had been placed in his body for too long. He still remembered the annual inspection reports , almost every few years, it moves a few points into the body.

"You can't do this for an ordinary human being! You still have the empire, the army, the two princesses, and your majesty." The symbiote seemed to calm down a little, and few intelligence brains were as hysterical as him.

Roman sighed: "This statement sounds like the whole family is under my control. It sounds really bad."

"Isn't it?" the symbiote added cruelly.

"They are in another time and space, Asatos. All the decisions I make now will not affect any future that I know." On this doomsday earth, even if tens of thousands of years pass by, humans can Completely extinct in this place - those technologies that can travel through the universe were only developed in the 5000th year of the earth's calendar.

"I can't watch him die in front of me, never!" Roman finally said, he picked up the knife, the blade has gathered a purple disinfection light - what he needs to do is use the mirror to I cut a knife myself, but the accuracy is worrying.

He was lucky, the tip of the knife stopped in front of a harder obstacle, it was the crystal, Roman gritted his teeth, his hands trembling, he picked up a pair of tweezers.The bright red blood was flowing down his spine, gradually turning into some winding and rugged lines.

"You are forcibly cutting off the connection, Your Highness, you may die." Asatos said, and then his voice also disappeared.

The room was eerily silent save for Roman's own gasping as he dug the silver tweezers into his flesh and he had to push those nerves away, it was excruciatingly painful, even though the symbiote had partially paralyzed the sense of pain , he could only rely on the sink to stand firm.

The crystal, which was only the size of a fingernail, was slowly emerging from the flesh and blood, and the symbiote had completely left him. Roman thought, this is a terrible pain, he gritted his teeth, and squeezed out the amethyst ——Even if it has just been soaked in blood, the thing is still spotless, and it can almost reflect the shadow of a person.

The wound failed to heal, just like all normal people's bodies, the blood flowed out like crazy, the youth's golden hair had been dyed a thick brown, and it was tightly attached to the neck.He took a deep breath and walked towards the crib.

The man's wound was completely festered, and the edge was an ominous blue-black color. It was foreseeable that if he turned into a zombie, this would be a scar that would never heal.Roman carefully picked apart the carrion, and stuffed the crystal into the innermost part—it would spontaneously infiltrate the host's body, and then use nanometer-sized outer particles to modify all genes judged to be defective, including the gene that would be detected by X Spider nerves invaded by viruses.

In the original design of the symbiote, the developers had already calculated all the threats, including the self-destruction program before being plundered, but this did not include the voluntary stripping behavior of the symbiote. Regarding this strange loophole, Roman once Did the research, well, and then he found out that cheap dad did the same thing, and had the Academy of Science transplant it back.

As for the reason, it was probably because of a quarrel with his symbiont, His Royal Highness guessed irresponsibly. After all, Alphonse II had always had a delicate relationship with his brain Seigya, and he never thought that he His father is single—because the old fox has added another title to his brain, lover, or partner.

Seigya is a terrifying existence, and it can even be said to be omniscient. His network controls the core of the entire empire, including all photon missiles, space gates, and a mess of top-secret information.He will only obey the instructions of one person, that is Alphonse II, the supreme existence that he must never violate.

Roman had seen the projection of that intelligence brain before. He was standing next to the imperial concubine's couch. His long silver hair had a silky texture and was draped neatly behind his shoulders. His pupils were almost transparent, very similar to Those unkind military robots, but their eyes are so keen that they can see through any human being. In fact, he can, because he can use the government database to check at any time.

He doesn't understand his father's taste at all, because it's totally... not like a human being, as if it's superfluous and stupid for you to talk to it.Compared with that unfriendly symbiont, Asatus is as cute as a minor, so even if it talks a little more nonsense, it is still within the range that Roman can tolerate.

The young man was sitting on the ground, he could feel the blood on his body slowly congealing, the distraction seemed to have worked a little bit, or maybe he was already numb from the pain.

This is the first time in his memory, bleeding like an ordinary person, as if there is nothing left but pain - but that's not the worst, Roman thought, things didn't go to the worst level, yes Fangzheng was sleeping there quietly, his chest heaving and rising, as if he was in a deep sleep.

Roman started shaking, his first reaction was to conjure up outer particles to make a suit, then he realized that it wasn't on him, but he didn't have the strength to stand up, even though the few factory uniforms were only a few feet away .

I must have lost too much blood, this seems to be a precursor to fainting, he thought, and passed out completely.

When Roman woke up, he saw the man sitting on the edge of the bed. The scene was like a reversal of the characters hours ago, no different from the legendary doctor-patient sex game.

"You almost died," Issa said, his face stern, as if the "joy of surviving a deadly virus" didn't exist. "Azathoth woke me up and I put it back in your neck - it's like a piece of meat is missing there, did you cut it with a kitchen knife, damn I can see the spine, Idiot, I almost thought I was surrounded by a corpse."

The wound that was described as impossible to look at has been wrapped up, Roman turned his neck slightly, and he knew that the symbiosis had almost been repaired.As for Issa who has not stopped talking, the young man just looked at him quietly, as if all the doubts about his IQ were air.

"You look completely fine." After observing for a while, Roman came to a conclusion.

"Thanks to Asatos, my eyesight has returned to 2.0, you are laughing, Roman, I can see clearly."

"Oh, yes, I'm very happy." Roman said meaningfully, with a heavy consonant at the end of the word, which was no different from flirting.He chose a more comfortable way to bury himself under the quilt, and he looked at the other party with that expectant look, which made the latter a little numb.

"Damn it, how did I know that I would still be standing here," the man said angrily, his ears were filled with suspicious red, and then he looked suspiciously at the wounded patient on the bed. "Do you think you can still "do things"?"

The latter blinked and gave a very embarrassing suggestion: "Of course it is possible. For example, I pretend to be a patient, and you are the doctor in charge of personal examination. This is the first time I play this game."

Issa almost punches him straight away, and then Roman lifts the dirty quilt, and it has to be said, his body is still very attractive - as perfect proportions as anyone can imagine, look It looks tight, with smooth muscle lines, healthy fair skin, and slender straight legs. Even though Issa only saw it once when wiping blood, he still couldn't resist the temptation.

There was still a white bandage wrapped around the young man's neck, and the long golden hair was hanging on both sides, just like a real wounded person, but also revealed some kind of temptation, he spoke in a slow, vague voice Said: "You really don't want to check me up?"

Issa's answer was to press the other party on the bed, and he decided to ignore the triumphant smile on the corner of Roman's mouth, and kissed heavily.

It took several minutes for them to separate, no different from dogs biting each other, Roman protested: "This is not in line with the rules of the game!"

Issa laughed. He brushed the hair from the other person's face and asked, "What exactly do you want?"

"Actually, Azathoth once helped me download a dozen movies in this area. I think I probably learned a little bit." While speaking, Roman kept staring at the wall beside him—oh, look, he Still shy, Issa thought in disbelief.