[Quick wear] His ex, he overturned again

Koy was startled for a moment, then realized the seriousness of the problem.

Here, without glands, there would be no spiritual power, not even the most mediocre F-rank, not Alpha, not Omega, not Beta, meaning disabled, monsters and other bad words can be easily added to it. the man's head.

If he is a commoner, he will most likely be discarded. If he is a nobleman, he should pray that he will look better and have some physical benefits for the family to exploit.

If it is more serious, it will be considered a shame of the family, and it will be strangled to death silently at birth.

He narrowed his eyes, "But this person can fly a military fighter plane."

This is not something a person without mental strength can do.

"Correct."

The executive officer nodded, and the aftermath of shock flashed quickly in his eyes.

"The report shows that his bodily functions..."

"Comparable to an S-rank powerhouse."

Koy was also surprised now.

He thought of the sea of ​​thunder in his own world. Most monks chose to improve their cultivation to cross the sea of ​​thunder, but a very small number of them chose to temper their bodies.

These people are called body repairers.

Ke Yi became more and more curious about his origin, and went to the hospital without hesitation.

Half an hour later, he stood in the monitoring room of the ward.

Four suspended cameras project all the corners of the ward.

Ke Yi stared closely at the man's profile, his pupils shrank, and he opened his lips and said, "I want to see his face."

Someone immediately controlled the camera, clearly zooming in on the man's face.

Koy looked at it for a while and then looked away indifferently.

Not Chonghua.

Just look a little like it.

One in 3000 million possibility, how could it be such a coincidence.

"grown ups."

Ximu took a step closer, squeezed to the side of the boy, and waved a few pictures onto the screen, completely covering the man's face.

"This is the ghost of the wing that he crashed. The fuselage is not numbered. We also compared the faces, and the result is—"

"There is no such person."

"My lord, this person is very suspicious." Ximu's tone was a little anxious, "I hope to start torture on him immediately."

Ke Yi didn't look back, "Ximu, you seem to hate him."

"I……"

The young man choked.

A medical staff reminded: "He is going to wake up."

Koy took a step back, the hem of his clothes was windy.

"Open the door, I want to go in."

Looking at the young man's slender back, Ximu opened his mouth but didn't say anything, but secretly clenched his fists.

The door of the special ward opened slowly, and Coy walked slowly.

Sitting on the chair, he carefully looked at the face of the unknown person

Very young, at most 20 years old, pale due to excessive blood loss.

At first glance, Ke Yi felt that this face was too much like Chonghua, but the more he looked at it now, the more he felt that this person was fragile and deceitful.

It's becoming less and less like it.

"Don't pretend to be asleep, I know you're awake."

Koy withdrew his gaze and said calmly.

The young man moved when he heard the words, and slowly opened his eyes. Perhaps because the light was too bright, misty tears were forced out of his eyes.

He stared at the boy in confusion, his voice hoarse and dry: "Where am I..."

"Hospital." Coy replied bluntly, "Your fighter plane crashed, tell me the origin of your name, or I will throw you to the torture team."

After saying this, the young man remained silent for a long time, his fan-like eyelashes fluttering, and finally shook his head.

"Sorry, I can't remember."

Coy frowned: "You have lost your memory."

The report shows that the young man's head was indeed hit, and the doctor also said that there is a certain chance that he will lose part of his memory after waking up.

But is it such a coincidence?

"What do you remember?"

The young man lowered his eyes, thought for a while and shook his head in frustration.

Forgot all?

Coy called someone in and gave the young man a brain examination.

The young man was very obedient and let the doctor fiddle with him.

And the result is indeed as he said, it cannot be faked.

This is troublesome, the only person who knows his identity has lost his memory.

After everyone quit, Koy suddenly asked.

"Did you know you don't have glands?"

The young man's expression was startled, his slender fingertips suddenly grabbed the quilt, and his dark blue veins bulged.

Ke Yi thought he was going to get angry, but he didn't expect that he would cry in the next second.

"I'm sorry...I'm not a monster, please don't kill me..."

"I'm really, not a monster..."

Ke Yi was stunned for a moment. Seeing the young man crying and choking, he subconsciously walked over and comforted him, "Okay, okay, it's not your fault."

The young man raised his red eyes and whispered, "You won't throw me out, will you?"

The slightly cool fingertips quietly clasped the boy's wrist.

Koy didn't pay attention, and his voice softened a little.

"Yes, as long as you're okay."

For a week after leaving the hospital, Coy received daily reports from the young man. The doctor tried his best to remind him of some things, but the effect was minimal.

So on a sunny afternoon, Koy stepped into this special ward again.

The young man's physical functions had returned to normal, and he was sitting on the hospital bed holding a board and writing something. When he saw Ke Yi coming in, he immediately hid the board behind him.

"What are you writing?"

The young man looked flustered: "Nothing..."

"Give it to me." Koy held out his hand, "or I'll throw you out."

The young man showed a tangled expression, and finally took out the whiteboard.

Koy took it over and saw that there was a person drawn on the whiteboard.

is himself.

Without waiting for him to speak, the young man quickly explained, "They asked me to write something I remembered, but I forgot all of it."

"except you."

"I?"

"Yes, I know you saved me." The young man raised the corners of his lips and smiled innocently, "Thank you."

Ke Yi returned the board and said flatly, "You're welcome, it's a matter of little effort."

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, his sleeve was pulled.

The young man looked at him pitifully, like a big dog longing to be hooked.

"My lord, do you still lack people around you? I want to repay you."

"No shortage."

"Really, I can do anything." The young man said eagerly, "I cook delicious food, please give me a chance."

"I have an android."

Coy turned and left after speaking.

A very light sentence from the young man came from behind.

"But what I made tastes much better than the bionics."

The next time I saw the young man was another week later.

Because there is no name, the hospital calls him by the number of the ward - 13.

Thirteen begged again to take him away, but Coy still refused.

"Aren't you really going to try?"

"Do not."

But no one, including him, expected that 23 could escape from this special ward.

The siren was harsh, and the crimson light flickered frequently, illuminating the empty ward.

The walls are intact, but the people are gone.

Ximu's face was ugly, and the overflowing mental power made everyone present turn pale, and the alcohol-flavored pheromone almost suffocated them.

But no one dared to speak out.

Because I don't know why, Ximu's temper is getting worse and worse, especially knowing that the adults will come to visit 13, so he will lock himself into the training room and not come out for a day.

He turned his head to look at one person with a grim expression, "It's the locator that was punched in."

The man stammered: "Miss, it's invalid."

Bang!

Ximu dented the console with a punch, and squeezed out every word from between his teeth.

"Let all three teams dispatch, and be sure to find them."

"I will report to the adults immediately!"

"Need not."

Ximu clenched his fists secretly.

Don't let adults know about this matter, absolutely not!

In case adults are disappointed in him.

Deep panic rose from the bottom of my heart.

no, I can not.

"Captain, if he resists..."

Ximu recalled the scene where the unknown person hugged the boy, and remembered that in the monitoring room, he held the boy's wrist tightly, took a deep breath, and said a word soaked in hatred.

"kill!"

At this moment, Ke Yi was still sleeping in the bedroom, and Xi Mu's deliberate concealment made him unaware that 13 had escaped.

He only felt that he was prone to sleepiness in the past few days, and he would sleep for more than ten hours at a time.

The bionic 77 has the function of a family doctor, so Coy asked 77 to check it for him.

As a result, 77 said that his fever period was coming.

Coy immediately wanted to throw 77 back to the dump.

What a joke, he is not a local, so where is the fever.

Even if he is, he should be an Alpha.

More than 100 people have no illness or disaster, and the rare abnormality of the body makes Ke Yi more at a loss.

But I didn't take it too seriously.

He is invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, so if he feels sleepy, he will sleep for a while. Anyway, 77 has connected to the optical brain, and if something serious happens, he will wake him up immediately.

So Koy closed his heavy eyelids, turned over and buried his face in the soft mattress.

Why is it a little hot?

Is the central thermostat broken?

"77..." the boy said vaguely, "Turn down the temperature a bit."

After saying this, he fell into dreamland again.

And 77 ignored Koy because he couldn't.

"Zizzi-"

77's limbs were scattered all over the ground, and his head bumped randomly in the young man's hands.

The young man narrowed his eyes, and gradually exerted force with his fingertips.

The android's eyes danced a red light that was about to be destroyed.

"77...so hot..."

The young man suddenly looked in the direction of the bedroom, dropped the bionic man's head after a while, and walked over step by step.

The door opened automatically.

The boy was lying on his back, his face flushed, because of the heat, his pajamas were torn in a mess, revealing a white waist.

The young man rolled his Adam's apple, and said softly, "Shall I lower the temperature a little?"

The boy hummed confusedly.

The youth did so.

The temperature in the room dropped rapidly, but Coy still felt hot, as if there was a fire in his chest that couldn't be extinguished.

He turned over, trying to make himself more comfortable with the coolness of the quilt.

But after a while, the quilt was warmed by his body temperature.

Coy felt bad again.

Half asleep, half awake, he suddenly remembered that 77 is a bionic person, and his body temperature has always been very low, so hugging him might make him feel much more comfortable.

If Koy was awake, he definitely wouldn't do this, but he is going to die of heat now, and his reason is also burned limp.

The young man helped Koyla get dressed, then covered the overturned quilt, and wanted to turn around to leave, but the corner of the clothes was caught.

When he turned his head, the young man frowned, the corners of his eyes were bright red.

"hug……"