High school science students save the world

Qin Zheng was startled, but didn't react for a while.

When his brain reacted, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He was naturally cheering at the beginning, but he felt very wrong in his heart: reckless, sloppy, and more importantly, some things that are inconvenient for Yang Yan to know. If they live together, it is difficult to avoid.

But a voice in his heart shouted desperately: Promise him!promise him!

How wonderful it is to live together and have breakfast together facing the sun every day.

The voice in his heart even grew hands to forcefully open his mouth, wanting him to utter that word, but he forcibly suppressed all these joys.

Qin Zheng met Yang Yan's eyes unexpectedly, and quickly moved away: "This is not good..."

"What's wrong?" Yang Yan looked at him with some doubts, "You don't have to worry about my mother, she's so busy that she can't wait to hire someone to take care of me."

Qin Zheng hesitated for a moment, but still said: "This is not good..."

"What's wrong?"

Yeah, what's wrong with that.

"But……"

Yang Yan quickly packed Qin Zheng's clothes and stuffed them into the box, and then put the two boxes side by side. Qin Zheng was at a loss, watching Yang Yan sitting on top of the two boxes, and raised his chin and said arrogantly : "You can get it if you have the ability."

Qin Zheng was amused by Yang Yan's appearance.

He struggled weakly in his heart, and the defense line that he worked so hard to build collapsed so easily, but he didn't feel regretful, on the contrary, he was vaguely relieved.

Tan Zheng thought to himself: Be careful, he won't know.

Thinking of this, he walked over and spanked Yang Yan's ass, lowered his head and cursed with a smile: "You bastard."

Coming out of the shower at the back table, he saw Yang Yan and Qin Zheng sitting next to each other, talking with their heads tilted and seemed very happy.

He wasn't in the mood to joke, he just felt embarrassed at this moment.

Fortunately, Tan Zheng spotted him immediately, greeted him, packed his luggage and left the bedroom door.

As soon as he got to the school gate, he was scolded by the dog blood sprinkler before getting on the bus.

The back table still hunched its back and shrunk its neck spinelessly, Tan Zheng hurried over to say a lot of good things to the back table, and then made the back table's mother shut up.

Looking at his chattering and angry mother at the back table, he didn't feel aggrieved, on the contrary, he felt kind. Everything in the past always gave him the illusion of a world away, so he followed in the car peacefully.

After a while, Mother Yang also came in a car. Most mothers in the world are the same. Regardless of whether there are outsiders present or not, she scolded Yang Yan severely. Yang Yan could only nod and say yes. .

"Yes yes yes, it's your size! What else can you say besides yes, I think I might as well raise a dog like you, don't look at me who can only bark and it won't cause me trouble, how can I look like you... ..."

Tan Zheng couldn't see it, and interjected, "Auntie, it has nothing to do with him."

Yang's mother glanced at him and sighed: "Don't speak for him, you can tell that he is an honest boy, and it doesn't look like lying. Don't speak for him, he asked for it."

It wasn't until Qin Zheng briefly recounted what had happened that Yang's mother finally stopped. Yang Yan felt that this was the machine gun stopping to change a bullet, which was a new beginning. He was ready to be scolded for being nosy, but But Mother Yang didn't speak for a long time.

Yang Yan looked at his mother's exquisite eyebrows and eyes in the rearview mirror, felt a little uneasy for some reason, and asked tentatively: "Mom?"

Mother Yang frowned, and after a moment of silence, she said, "Forget it this time, but I don't have time to take care of you when you go home. You can take care of yourself in the future, okay?"

Yang Yan responded quickly.

Mother Yang shook her head and sighed: "I don't think you can do it."

Yang Yan hurriedly pointed to Qin Zheng and said, "Mom, can you let him live at home? You can rest assured that he will take care of me."

Hearing this, Tan Zheng subconsciously straightened his back. His back was as tight as a tree trunk until it was uncomfortable. He blinked and said, "Hello, Auntie."

Mother Yang glanced at him in the rearview mirror: "Do your parents agree?"

Yang Yan said with a smile: "Of course, of course, there is no problem at all."

Mother Yang nodded: "That's good, you can stay at our house, and I will clean up the guest room for you later."

Tan Zheng hurriedly said thank you auntie, Yang Yan heaved a sigh of relief, and leaned against the car window, blowing the kelp that couldn't be tuned.

At the same time, the laboratory of the earth government.

It's a strange place, a mixture of ascetic coldness and raw gore - the place is littered with dead bodies.

Those so-called research madmen took off their white coats, changed into a ridiculous gray-blue dress that looked like a sack, and carried a glass tank into the waste room.

There are large and small glass tanks in the abandoned room, and in the glass tanks, without exception, there are sticky and oozing flesh lumps. Many of them are dead, but there are still many breathing, fleshy lumps. Slightly undulating.

There were only two people in the abandoned room.

One of them shook his head and said, "It's so pitiful." But there was no sympathy on his face.

Another frowned and didn't seem to like the job: "Cut the crap and throw it in the incinerator."

As he said that, he picked up the glass jar and put it on a metal countertop. The metal countertop was very large, and there was a tube on it that could swallow an adult. They filled the glass jar and entered the password. When the switch was pressed, a glass tube protruded from the tube to cover the glass cylinders, and an almost white flame burst out the moment it was covered!

Those oozing flesh balls were melted almost instantly.

These two people had already put on special masks, and they took them off when the flames were over, looked carefully, and one of them said: "It's still not clean enough, let's burn it again."

With that said, he pressed the switch again.

This time, not to mention slag, even the ash turned into fine dust that is hard to discern with the naked eye and suspended in that section of glass.

Just after the dazzling white light gradually faded, the tiny ashes inside the glass cover suddenly glowed.

It is white light.

It's hard to describe what kind of white this is, it's very pure, and when you see it, you can only think: ah, it's white.

This kind of light has a kind of magical power, it can make you think of nothing, just look at it blankly; it can also make you recall all the painful, beautiful, unforgettable and easily forgotten things when you see it, such as A light blue wild flower on the side of the road, like a relative covered in a white cloth.

At that moment, it was faster than returning to the lantern, and it was caught off guard so that its thoughts seemed to be still.

How could there be such light?

Something that cannot be described.

The two of them had been doing the incineration work for a long time, but every time they saw the white light from the ashes, they were still attracted. They stared blankly at the light spots floating in the air, and then they were slowly sucked up by the metal pipes. .

Looking at it, I always feel like I am having a false dream.

The ashes were sucked clean, and my thoughts were pulled back by the smelly room, and the meatballs hadn't been processed yet.

They continued to put the glass jar on the metal platform, and one of them asked casually, a little bored, "Why are there so many failed products recently?"

Another person hummed an out-of-tune song: "Those lunatics stepped up their efforts, the potions are exciting, they really don't cost money."

"Then did it hatch?"

"Didn't one just hatched a while ago? Two more hatched recently, but the others are useless."

"Tsk tsk, burning money."

Lu Weiming is on the other side of the petri dish in the laboratory, looking at the strange creatures in the glass tank that is three times his height. They are still not good at talking, and they often sleep with their eyes squinted like a baby-they are babies , just the babies of monsters.

In the earth government's D gene modification plan, there is a secret research, that is-to cultivate super creatures.

Chisheng is a kind of monster formed by αυX particles, but they themselves can only represent one emotion, while super Chisheng is an individual with multiple emotions at the same time.

This is quite dangerous, the mixture of various emotions can easily cause the instability of life, once the αυX particles are overactive, the body of life can't bear it, and the whole body will bleed to death.

For this reason, the life training here is all based on people. They transform the human body, because relatively speaking, the human body is more stable and has the function of automatically regulating emotions.

——But it was still too difficult.

They have been working hard since 2004, and finally successfully hatched a super creature half a year ago, but he has been unable to control his power, so he had to be locked in a petri dish.

"dad?"

"Ok?"

Lu Wei looked at the glass cover in front of him without blinking, and the child beside him tugged at the corner of his clothes a little unhappy.

"Daddy, why don't you pay attention to me? You don't pay attention to me when you have younger brothers and sisters! If you knew earlier, I would eat them up!"

Lu Weiming turned back with a frown, lowered his eyes to look at the little chubby pout with red lips and white teeth, he stared at him for a while, then lowered his head under Lu Weiming's oppressive eyes.

"Dad, I'm sorry."

"It's good that you know," Lu Weiming absently patted his head, "You are very important, we are about to start the first war."

The little chubby guy who reached Lu Weiming's waist was the giant with eyes covered in a glass cover a few days ago.After all kinds of acceleration, he can barely control his own strength now, and has become the size of a normal child, but the other two are not even conscious now, and occasionally they will only stick to the glass when they wake up. smirk.

Lu Weiming felt that he had a terrible headache, he sighed, hugged Xiaopangdun and left the secret laboratory. Before he left, he told Xiaopangdun to keep his mouth tight and not to say what he shouldn't say.

Little Fatty was transmitted a lot of messy knowledge, and kept secrets more professionally than him, so he nodded obediently after hearing this.

As soon as Lu Weiming got out of the laboratory, the assistant handed over the mobile phone and said, "Captain Lu, Ms. Song is here."

Lu Weiming clapped his hands while wearing a suit.

Little Fatty was drooling at his father, but he raised his head in doubt when he heard this: "Who is she?"

Lu Weiming tied the tie, pulled it looser, and replied casually, "Your mother."

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