The new transfer student is strong enough to burst

In the mechanical room, the tools are neatly placed on the table, and the display screen forms blue, blue, green and green color blocks due to the different color rendering. During the operation of the instrument, a straight curve with unknown meaning is drawn across the screen, and a shadowless light is lit at a certain place. .

The arc formed by the high-voltage electricity breakdown through the air was on and off, and Qian Lin connected every inch of the small wires extremely carefully.

An Xue's shoulders twitched violently.

When the nerve is connected, there is a pain similar to the needle tip passing through the bone marrow.

The combination of materials is not difficult, but the difficulty lies in the connection between neurons. The whole process lasted for a full six hours.

Qian Lin carefully installed the last interface, and let out a long sigh of relief: "Try."

An Xue pressed her shoulder, and after a few days, she finally felt the presence of her right hand again. She loosened and pinched her five fingers, caught Qian Lin by surprise, pinched his wrist, raised her forearm upwards, and supported his shoulder ——This is a very standard over-the-shoulder throw posture.

Afterwards, An Xue used her arms——

Try again--

Nothing happened.

Qian Lin pushed her shoulders with her palms, cleverly avoiding An Xue's focus.

"..." He couldn't lift it.

An Xue: "No good, rebuild."

Qian Lin let go of his hand and smiled softly: "It's ready."

He put away his tools, and stood in front of a monitor that was taller than a person: "Go in, I'll take a look at other places."

The display is connected to a device that can detect the whole body.

An Xue entered the instrument, and the internal situation of her body was reflected on the display screen in real time.

The left half is a normal human body. The tendons, blood vessels, and muscles are clearly visible. From the midline of the spine to the right, they are all replaced with metal, imitating the dense connection of neuron circuits.

On the right brain, on the outside of the microcomputer, a tiny white halo flashed.

Seeing the halo, Qian Lin squeezed her fingers tightly, leaving a few marks on her palm, and then let go, regaining her previous demeanor, and asked An Xue to come out to help him adjust several other minor problems.

He had always been in charge of overhauling An Xue's body, and he handled it with ease, and soon the maintenance was over.

Qian Lin poured himself a cup of coffee, and the smell of caramel immediately filled the entire mechanical room.

He also mentioned An Xue's extreme methods in the morning star high school incident: "You put yourself in danger every time."

He tore off an arm and let the ghost king suck his blood. What if the ghost king suddenly wanted to do something to him, what would An Xue do?

"But it's efficient." An Xue also took a sip, very bitter, her brows were tightly wrinkled, and she quietly put the coffee cup back to its original place, "Don't be angry."

"Because you never regard yourself as a human being." As soon as we talked about this topic, Qian Lin's tone inevitably became serious, "Half of your body is metal, so you don't intend to treat yourself as a normal person, do you?"

An Xue thought for a while, and tried to find a reason for herself: "The first rule of the Celestial Master is that the Celestial Master must put the safety of ordinary people first."

Qian Lin put down the cup.

There was a crisp sound when the cup collided with the coffee saucer.

He bent his index finger and flicked An Xue's forehead: "At the same time, you must ensure your own safety."

...that is actually very easy.

An Xue wanted to go back, but he never said anything about Qian Lin, so he ended the topic obediently, and put the collection bottle in front of Qian Lin.

Before Qian Lin opened his mouth to teach him a lesson again, he took the initiative to say: "Don't make an example."

Qian Lin sighed.

At this time, An Xue's cell phone that was placed aside lit up. It was a video call from Ran Yuchi.

An Xue glanced at the screen, then looked at Qian Lin.

"I'm going back." An Xue said.

Qian Lin smiled and asked, "Who is it? You will go back as soon as the video comes?"

An Xue answered quickly: "Friend."

Qianlin: "White Moonlight reunited after a long absence?"

An Xue: "You know very well, I didn't, it's just a rumor."

Qian Lin smiled, he has lived with An Xue for ten years, he knows An Xue very well.

A person who thinks interpersonal communication is troublesome finally has a "friend" with his own seal, which is very good. He doesn't want An Xue's emotions and thinking to be controlled by the right half of the brain simulated by a microcomputer.

He had to help An Xue.

...Only he can help An Xue.

"This is good." Qian Lin rubbed An Xue's head, "A Xue, you should live a normal life."

An Xue: "It's fine now."

Qianlin: "Well, keep it up."

An Xue put on the earphones, turned her head and waved to Qian Lin, walked out of the mechanical room, and connected the video call.

The heavy door closed automatically. Before returning to the instrument, Qian Lin opened the collection bottle, dripped the reagent, and then put it into the detector.

The small light circulates in a spiral shape, and the analysis and comparison of the genes will take a little time, so all you need to do is wait.

After everything was completed, Qian Lin left the mechanical room. On the way, many branch members recognized him and nodded to him, and Qian Lin responded one by one.

After passing through a long corridor, he came to the confinement room - the infected Man Kong, Gu Qianxing, Xie Feiyu and Li Yang were temporarily imprisoned here.

With his authority, he doesn't need to apply to enter the confinement room, just swipe his card.

But instead of using his own ID card, he borrowed one from a nearby worker.

Man Kong and Gu Qianxing were locked together.

At this time, they were already asleep, and Man Kong stood beside Gu Qianxing, while Gu Qianxing held Man Kong's feet tightly.

Snuggle up.

Qianlin looked at Mankong.

His eyes swept across his armor-covered torso, and finally stopped at the place where the heart was.

He didn't do anything, just watched quietly, without any emotion in his eyes.

Three minutes later, Qian Lin left the confinement room.

The work has come to an end for the time being. Doctor Sly and the black-robed ghost have no clue and need continuous attention, but they are no longer as tense as before.

An Xue came to the school.

He hadn't attended class for a week, and explained to the school and classmates that he was injured in the "earthquake", for which An Xue received a lot of condolences.

And when he came to the classroom, the first thing he heard was——

examination.

Exam time: 8:00-10:30.

An Xue turned around and was about to leave on the spot, but was held back by Huai Zixing: "An Xue, An Xue, An Xue, calm down, the No. [-] middle school exam is included in the final exam, so you can't skip it!"

An Xue: "I remember that I can not take the exam, I just finished the Five Schools..."

An Xue: "..."

Only halfway through the sentence, An Xue came to her senses.

He was so busy that he forgot.

How can there be a five-school league?

The five-school league was interrupted by the "earthquake"!

There is no ranking in this year's five-school league, let alone exemption from the exam.

An Xue, who has always treated Gu Qianxing quite rationally, wanted to go back to the confinement room and arrest him to the examination room at this moment, and put him in front of the test paper.

An Xue finished answering the test paper with a gloomy face, and there were 5 minutes left, so she couldn't hand in the paper in advance, and she couldn't listen to music after handing in the test paper.

An Xue simply pushed the test paper to the corner of the desk, and lay down on the desk to catch up on sleep.

When I woke up, the exam was over.

The classmate collecting the papers was worried that An Xue would be injured, so he carefully took away the papers without waking him up.

A group of boys and girls surrounded the classroom, they didn't know what they were playing, they huddled together and laughed very loudly.

Just after waking up, his brain was a little fuzzy. After lying down for a long time, his stomach was crowded and he was very uncomfortable. In addition, the smell of various snacks filled the classroom, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Just as he was about to go for a walk in the corridor, Huai Zixing suddenly moved up to An Xue and pointed his phone camera at him.

"Crack."

An Xue: "?"

Huai Zixing quickly explained: "Yesterday I found an app that tests your lifespan by looking at faces. We are playing it. Just take a photo and you can calculate your remaining lifespan. Like mine, I have 76 to 81 years left. Luckily. Siyuan only has 75 to 89 years, and Jian Yan still has 94 to [-] years!"

In the back row of the classroom, Jian Yan waved to An Xue shyly.

This kind of life measurement app without scientific basis can only be used for fun, but the interface is made full of scientific atmosphere.

The infrared spectrum scanned the photo, and after about ten seconds, the APP got a number.

Remaining lifespan: 247 years - ∞.

An Xue: "?"

Xing Siyuan: "Is there a bug?"

Huai Zixing was also puzzled and switched back to the previous photo.

Huaizixing: 76-81 years.

Xing Siyuan: 70 years - 75 years.

Jian Yan: 89-94.

The data shown are fairly normal and in line with common sense.

"More than 200 years? Infinity?" Huai Zixing scratched his hair, "It must be stuck, I'll try again."

While speaking, Ran Yuchi walked in from the back door.

"Long time no see." He took out a box of vanilla ice cream and handed it to An Xue.

"I just saw it yesterday." The ice cream arrived just in time, just enough to suppress the uncomfortable feeling in her stomach, An Xue was not polite.

"It doesn't count in the video, we..."

"Crack."

Ran Yuchi's words were interrupted by the sound of the camera.

Huai Zixing took a picture of him with his mobile phone: "Ah, president! I didn't take a sneak shot!"

Ran Yuchi smiled: "You are an aboveboard shooter."

Huai Zixing turned the screen around and explained: "We are playing the app. There seems to be a bug just now. I thought about trying again. President, you happened to be here."

The software scans and quickly gives Ran Yuchi's analysis results.

An extremely dazzling red number representing a high-risk alert appeared in everyone's sight.

Remaining lifespan: 31 days.