How to break the system of being abused and crying by the male protagonist

Mu Yanjing knew that he could tell Miao Tian everything about this system. If he could figure out the reason why the system existed, he might be able to figure out Qiu Zhiqiu's background, but once the system was exposed, it might lead to death.

Mu Yanjing hesitated for a moment, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes looking at Miao Tian, ​​but he still said: "It's not me who can't speak, but a system living on me."

"This system is a product of Planet Ram. It knows no language. With his help, I can communicate with you. I think maybe it is what you are looking for."

"No, we are looking for you." Hearing these words, Miao Tian strengthened his guess. He couldn't restrain his excitement and said, "That system may be the system created by the great powers to find the Apocalypse." The legend has become very blurred. Our race without the Apocalypse has degenerated most of its abilities. Even the history of the planet Ram has become more and more blurred with the passage of time. But I believe you That's the Apocalypse we need."

Qiu Zhiqiu thought about Miao Tian's words in his heart, this system has an inseparable connection with Ram planet, but if Mu Yanjing is an apocalypse, what is he?Is it really just a soul that strayed into another world? Then what does he have to do with Mu Zhong's experiment? What kind of existence is he?

What about the existence of a large number of systems like it on the Lamu planet that Qiuqiu mentioned?

"Qiuqiu, do you know what he said?"

Qiuqiu said without hesitation: "Of course, a series of accidents occurred when the systems merged. The inheritance of the planet Ram is the inheritance of consciousness, not the inheritance of the system, so there is no record about the planet Ram in the system." history."

"Since it is the inheritance of consciousness, don't you have a deeper understanding of Planet Ram?"

All three of them have records about the planet Ram. Although these records are very general, just based on the fact that Qiuqiu can't speak, Qiuqiu's understanding of the planet Ram is not as simple as it seems.

But, do Qiu Qiu and Zhizhi also understand the same language?

"We are not complete. We should have been fused to become a complete system." Qiuqiu paused for a while, and Qiu Zhiqiu knew that it was because of his existence that the system was not really fused. He only heard Qiuqiu continue to say: "I am the one who has received the most inheritance among the three, but my inheritance is also fragmented. All I can remember are some very broken things. I can't put them together."

"Is it because of me that you prolong the search for the Apocalypse, and Mu Yanjing is only 18 years old, he is not the Apocalypse we are looking for, right?" Qiu Zhiqiu followed Qiuqiu's train of thought, but thought of solved this problem.

"Qiuqiu doesn't know."

Qiu Zhiqiu didn't force it, just tried to connect all the things together, his life experience and everything about the Ram planet.

Mu Yanjing didn't hear the conversation between Qiu Zhiqiu and Qiuqiu, he just looked at Miao Tian expressionlessly.

Seeing that Mu Yanjing didn't believe what he said, Miao Tian went on to say: "The real apocalypse dripped blood on the tablet of the ancestor of the planet Ramu, which is the top cube, and one drop of blood can destroy the whole tablet." The stele is dyed black. Believe it or not, I hope you will go up and try it."

Mu Yan nodded, and Miao Tian led Mu Yanjing to a sunken circular platform next to him. Mu Yanjing stood on the entire platform, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the topmost cube. In front of him is a monument.

The space technology that can teleport people, the Federation is currently unable to complete the task of teleporting people without any protection, but why the Buzhi people with these high-tech still retain the ancient way of life, this is still in Mu Yanjing's mind. One big confusion.

Mu Yanjing dripped blood on the tablet, and he returned to the hall in a flash, but the whole hall was stopped. Qiu Zhiqiu stood in the hall, looked at Qiuqiu, and opened his mouth as if to say something, while Qiuqiu was flying in mid-air, and they maintained a posture of talking.

A trace of solemnity flashed across Qiu Zhiqiu's face. When Mu Yanjing was about to walk in front of Qiu Zhiqiu, he was uncontrollable and walked in front of the door that he couldn't open.

The door opened automatically, Mu Yanjing only felt the dazzling white light coming, he quickly closed his eyes, and opened his eyes only when the white light disappeared.

He appeared in a white light, and directly opposite was a huge screen. On the screen was the figure of Qiu Zhiqiu, or one after another Qiu Zhiqiu was being created. The camera was aimed at a man in light blue The man in the medical protective clothing looked intently at the experiment in his hand with his long and narrow eyes, his mouth was slightly pursed, and he was constantly fiddling with the experimental product in his hands with flexible hands.

He was wearing a pair of thin, transparent experimental gloves. In front of him was a platform. It seemed that there was a person lying on the platform, and the man was weaving the blood vessels of the human body.

Mu Yanjing's eyes could not be diverted from those nimble hands, he saw that the complicated blood vessels in the human body were created by this person, Mu Yanjing seemed to be looking at a god-like creator who was creating a human being .

Afterwards, Mu Yanjing watched the man put artificial skin on the body, and the eyes had already been inserted into the artificial eyes connected with the blood vessels.

Without fresh blood injected into his veins, he still looked very shriveled, but Mu Yanjing could immediately recognize that this was Qiu Zhiqiu, or that this was Qiu Zhiqiu's face.

The man turned around and walked in front of another test bench, took out a drop of frozen blood from the freezer, put it on the test bench to dissolve it, then dripped some prepared liquid, and a drop of blood quickly multiplied into a There was a lot of blood, and the man quickly put him into a huge blood bag.

The huge blood bag can meet the blood needs of an adult, so after the blood bag was full, the man dripped another kind of lavender thick liquid on the test bench, and the blood stopped multiplying and turned back into a single drop. blood.

The man sealed the blood bag, froze a drop of blood and put it back in the freezer.

Holding a long and thin catheter connected to a blood bag, he walked up to the man-made man, and inserted the pointed end of the catheter into the blood vessel of the man-made man. Within a short while, the man-made man became plump. It was as if the real Qiu Zhiqiu was standing in front of him.

The next moment, the artificial man seemed to be revived, tilting his head to look at the man and smiling.

But in the next second, a terrified expression flashed across his face, and he exploded, spraying blood all over the man's body.

Fortunately, the man was fully armed and just sprayed on his overalls and helmet.

Just at this time, the door of the laboratory opened, and when the camera turned, Mu Yanjing also saw Qiu Zhiqiu's man-made human beings filled in the laboratory. Aura is one dummy after another.

The camera kept focusing on the back of the man who came in. He saw the blood all over the man's body and said, "Wu Jingfeng, have you made any progress this time?"

"I have been able to simulate his basic structure, but ordinary blood vessels can't bear his blood at all." Wu Jingfeng calmly walked to the other side, took out a medical cloth and wiped off the blood on his body.

"Can't we cut a section of his blood vessel and create a new one artificially?" said the man with his back to Mu Yanjing.

Wu Jingfeng sighed and said, "Come with me."

The camera kept focusing on the man's back, and he followed Wu Jingfeng into a closed room locked by a five-fold password door.

They passed through the four coded doors, put on the protective clothing hanging on the wall beside them, and opened the last door. The room temperature had dropped to a very frightening level.

The room was very dark, except for the ice coffin in the middle that glowed with natural light. The two walked forward, and Wu Jingfeng entered the DNA code of the person in the ice coffin, which was hundreds of digits long.

After confirming the password, the ice coffin slowly opened, revealing the real face of the person inside. He had the same face as Qiu Zhiqiu. As for whether it was Qiu Zhiqiu's own body, Mu Yanjing had no idea Also unrecognizable.

His body has been pierced with thousands of holes, and there are constant traces of needles left on it. The blood in his body has dried up, and his whole body looks very shriveled. He has no breathing, and there is no feature that can prove that he is still alive.

"You know, he can't bear any experiments anymore." Wu Jingfeng's voice revealed the vicissitudes of life, stroking the yellowed black hair of the person in the coffin that had slowly become dry, and after tidying his hair , raised his head and heard another man say: "Let's cut off a section of blood vessel, this experiment cannot be stopped."

The camera turned to the man, with a slightly immature face, but it still revealed that he has experienced many vicissitudes of life, and has a maturity and stability that does not belong to his peers. No matter how immature he is, Mu Yanjing still recognized this person immediately It was Mu Zhong, his father.

Wu Jingfeng lowered his head again, slowly stroking the pale face of the person in the coffin, and said: "If his blood vessels are taken out, I must create a new artificial blood vessel for him so that he can survive, but you have to agree Me, this is the last time you experiment with him."

Seeing Wu Jingfeng's actions, Mu Yanjing felt jealous.

When he was young, Mu Zhi thought about it and said, "I promise you."

Wu Jingfeng took out the tools that he carried with him, and quickly conducted an experiment of cutting blood vessels for the people in the coffin, installed artificial blood vessels for the people in the coffin, and frozen the cut blood vessels.

The scene on the screen gradually became blurred, and Mu Yanjing felt a piercing pain at this moment.He clutched his heart and half knelt down in pain, the surrounding scene scattered in a fragmented way.

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