On the Perfect Way to Conquer Turtle Hair

Xiao Jiu didn't follow in. He waved his hand towards Hua Ling. At this moment, he knew that Hua Ling might need to be quiet. If he followed, there would only be noise instead of quiet.Watching the door of the laboratory close behind Hua Ling, Xiao Jiu sighed, turned and left Ao Su's bedroom.

There was no one in the laboratory. Hua Ling knew that Ao Su had always researched independently, and he had no assistants or servants. The living things that could enter this laboratory were either experimental subjects or patients seeking medical treatment. One, or a combination of both...

Hua Ling thought of the anger he felt when he broke up with Ao Su, and questioned him treating himself as an experimental product, questioning everything he had done to Xing Tian... At that time, he felt that his heart was about to become slag, and disappointment and anger filled him brain, he felt that he felt the pain from the greatest malice in the world.

But at this moment, Hua Ling suddenly realized that everything he was entangled in anger at that time seemed to be unimportant at the moment Ao Su disappeared. The biggest thoughts in his mind this month are only longing, crazy longing, and The endless void in my chest after thinking about it.

He also understood that the greatest malice in the world is not the heart-burning pain, but the despair that makes people lose all hope...

Hua Ling quickly walked through the corridor and came to the center of Ao Su's laboratory. Along the way, all the crystal doors were automatically opened for Hua Ling, as if he was also the owner of this place.

Hualing stood in the middle of the huge laboratory, looking at the dazzling array of instruments and equipment around her, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

At this time, the little seahorse poked its head out of his pocket, saw the familiar environment, chirped twice excitedly, flicked its tail, and popped out of Hualing's pocket.

It bounced on the ground a few times, then looked back at Hua Ling, and then jumped forward.Seeing this, Hualing immediately followed it and walked forward.

The little seahorse jumped to the side wall of the laboratory, bouncing up and down at the base of the wall.

Hualing looked at this is an ordinary wall, and there was a square electronic clock hanging in the center of the wall. He stretched out his hand to open the cover of the clock, and found a row of number keys underneath. Hualing understood that this wall was a password door. According to the display above, the password should be four digits, what is the password?

Hua Ling looked down at the little hippocampus, and Hua Jiujiu shook her head helplessly.Hua Ling thought for a while, and entered Ao Su's birthday, 0922, and got an error message; he entered his own birthday again, but it was still wrong.

Hua Ling was silent for a moment, stretched out her finger and pressed 0808, only heard a click, a dark crack appeared in the center of the wall, then moved slowly to the sides, revealing a room at the door.

The little seahorse happily shook its dorsal fin, and jumped in. Hua Ling followed behind it and walked into the room.

This room is not big. Unlike the dazzling array outside, this room does not have any equipment and instruments. The four walls are neat cabinets, and there is a square desk in the center, which is clean and tidy.

Hua Ling saw a glass container on the desk at a glance, in which was his half arm.Hua Ling's heart moved, she walked quickly to the desk, and picked up the container.

Looking at the perfectly repaired arm, Hua Ling felt a pang of sadness in his heart. He still remembered the pain of breaking his arm. At that time, he ignored the pain in his body and gritted his teeth just to remove Ao Su's gene from his body. I want to get rid of him completely.But at this moment, the remaining gene in this arm seems to be his last hope.

If... Ao Su really never comes back, then this bit of gene will be the only thing he left in this world...

Thinking of this, Hua Ling felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he sat on the ground with the container in his arms.

After a while, Hua Ling concentrated on her burial, carefully opened the container, and took out her arm. The blood vessels and meridians at the fracture were pulsating alive. Hua Ling took off her left and right artificial limbs, and put the half of her arm on the elbow.

As soon as the edge of the arm touched Hua Ling's skin, it seemed to be alive. All the blood vessels and meridians were automatically looking for the other end that fit with him. After finding it, they quickly joined and merged.

In less than 10 minutes, the entire arm was perfectly combined, leaving only a pale pink circular scar at the edge of the joint.Hua Ling moved her fingers skillfully and flexibly, as if this arm had never left his body.

The little hippocampus danced around Hua Ling in novelty and excitement, his eyes were full of joy.

Hualing's expression did not show the joy of regaining what was lost, but anxiety. He mobilized the remaining true energy in his body to walk up and down his arms, trying to perceive the part of his genes that did not belong to him.

Half an hour later, beads of sweat oozed from the corners of Hua Ling's forehead, but he still found nothing. His eyes were full of perseverance, and he continued to try again and again.

In this way, Hua Ling sat on the ground for a whole day and night, until the true energy in her body was exhausted and she was exhausted.He was leaning against the cabinet by the wall, with a look of pain and despair in his eyes, he couldn't feel the slightest breath about Ao Su at all.

Ao Su, Ao Su... Where are you, I'm waiting for you, do you feel it, I'm waiting for you to come back...

Hua Ling's consciousness became more and more erratic. He clenched his hands tightly. The great disappointment made his overdrawn physical strength finally reach the limit. Unable to withstand the tension and exhaustion of the past few days, he fell into a deep sleep.

Little Haima stood by Hua Ling's side, rubbing the back of his hand in distress.

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I don't know how long it took before Hualing woke up suddenly. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw the scene around him in a daze. After a few seconds, he immediately regained his clarity. He immediately looked down at his pants and saw his clothes It was in good condition, the belts and zippers were tied neatly, nothing unusual, and his hands were still tightly held together, just like before he fell asleep.

A sense of great disappointment welled up in Hua Ling's heart - no masturbation.

This arm of his is not out of control. Before when he and Ao Su were not together, this arm would be controlled by Ao Su's gene after falling asleep, but now this function is gone.

What does this mean, doesn't it... Ao Su is really gone.

Hua Ling shrank back and leaned against the cabinet in a daze. Has this last glimmer of hope been completely shattered...

He felt that the last energy string supporting his body was broken, and he didn't know where he should go and what he should do at this moment...

Seeing Hualing's ashesy face, the little hippocampus yelled anxiously. After bouncing on the ground for a few laps, he seemed to have a flash of inspiration. He jumped to the side of the cabinet and tapped it a few times with his mouth. He went down the cabinet door, and then looked at Hua Ling with big eyes.

Seeing this, Hua Ling barely raised her arms after a long while, stretched out her hand and opened the door of the cabinet.

Seeing the things in the cabinet, Hua Ling froze for a moment. Inside were shelves side by side, with finger-sized black cylindrical objects neatly placed on them, and rows of dates and times pasted on the bottom of the shelves.

Hua Ling reached out to pick up one of the black objects, and saw that it read: Space Bag Experiment Record-no146.

Hua Ling understood that these cylindrical objects should be Ao Su's experimental record data.In a small square of a small cabinet, hundreds of records and data storage blocks are stored. Looking at the cabinet on all sides and the top, Hua Ling can hardly imagine how many experiments Ao Su has done in these years.These data may be a huge fortune for the Three Realms.

But at this moment, Hua Ling was not interested in these things at all. He was going to put the things in his hand back to their original positions. He twisted his tail towards Hua Ling.

Hua Ling was taken aback for a moment, and saw that the size and shape of the cylindrical object in her hand matched the size and shape of the little seahorse's tail fin.

The little seahorse bulged its cheeks, opened its tail fin, and revealed a black hole.

Hualing hesitantly stuffed the small black cylinder in his hand carefully. A few seconds later, the little seahorse's belly lit up, and then its mouth took on a trumpet shape, and Ao Su's voice came out of it. .

"On the 15th, the experimental record of the space bag, the 146th time, the experimental material is octopus sac skin mixed with coral reef powder..."

Hearing Ao Su's voice, Hua Ling's body trembled, he grabbed the little seahorse's body and put it in the palm of his hand, he opened his eyes and listened carefully to the sound from its mouth, Ao Su's deep and steady voice was as familiar as ever...

Hualing's nose was slightly sour, and she listened carefully while hugging the little hippocampus. The content of the record was not long. Ao Su's voice was concise and crisp, clear and organized. There was no ups and downs, as calm as water. After analyzing the reasons for the failure, the recording ended.

Hua Ling, however, seemed to be in a daze. She reached out and groped the little seahorse's body, trying to find the rehearsal button. He wanted to hear Ao Su's voice. Like an oasis, even knowing it's an illusion, I rushed over without hesitation...

The little hippocampus twisted its body, raised its head and yelled towards the opposite cabinet, signaling Hualing to go there.

Hua Ling quickly got up from the ground, regardless of her weakness and dizziness, walked quickly to the cabinet on the opposite wall, and opened a cabinet door under the sign of the little hippocampus. Inside were still neatly arranged various small storage bodies, The date under the shelf is exactly the stage when Hua Ling was treated in Dragon Palace.

Hua Ling's heart was pounding, his eyes scanned the labels line by line, and finally his eyes stayed on the day when he and Ao Su met.

Hualing's fingers trembled a little, he gently picked up the small cylinder, and slowly stuffed it into the tail fin of the little seahorse.

A few seconds later, Ao Su's voice sounded.