Camouflage Alpha

Before being discharged from the hospital, Shen Yaochuan had a whole body examination.

His recovery was astonishingly fast. He was still undergoing surgery two weeks ago. Two weeks later, Yang Xun looked at his film and sighed: "I've never seen such a standard inner cavity, it's so beautiful."

Xiang Shaoyang also agreed with this: "It's even more perfect than what's written in the book."

Song Zhicheng rarely appeared in the hospital and brought Shen Yaochuan a handful of beautiful blue roses.

"Just take it as congratulations on being discharged from the hospital," he said.

This time Shen Yaochuan didn't refuse, but Xiang Shaoyang picked up the rose before his hands touched the package: "I'll get it."

"It is recommended that you live together for two months." Yang Xun also handed the medical records to Xiang Shaoyang, "Omega glands have not yet fully recovered, it would be better to stay with Alpha."

Song Zhicheng seemed to be smiling as he passed by, but when he rubbed shoulders with Shen Yaochuan, he said in a low voice: "I have prepared some things for you, and they are all in his house. Go back with him, and then don't go out, and don't contact me again."

He spoke very fast, and when Shen Yaochuan realized it, the two of them had already passed each other, and Song Zhicheng had already gotten into the car waiting outside the hospital and left first.

"Let's go, Yaochuan?" Xiang Shaoyang also ended his communication with Yang Xun.

Shen Yaochuan gave a "hmm".

After getting in the car, Xiang Shaoyang asked him, "Are you coming to my house? Yang Xun said..."

"it is good."

His answer was so fast that people were caught off guard, and Xiang Shaoyang even froze for a moment, then started the car with a smile.

This is the second time that Shen Yaochuan has left the hospital since the auction.

Different from the previous time, this time means that he can return to normal work and life.

On the way, he repeatedly checked the news of the terminal, but for some reason there was no movement from the review committee.

Is something wrong?

Shen Yaochuan thought about it, but he didn't receive any other notifications either.

Experimental bodies like them are theoretically owned by the empire. Although they have household registration IDs and so on like other residents, to the empire, experimental bodies are just "items".

It is hard to imagine that under these circumstances he was allowed to be treated in Song Zhicheng's private hospital.

Perhaps it was some kind of deal between Song Zhicheng and the empire.

Shen Yaochuan remembered Song Zhicheng's words before leaving again.

He suddenly had some premonitions in his heart.

What is going to happen.

Along the way, the streets of Miyada City were no different from the past, and the car drove steadily into the garage.

Shen Yaochuan was already able to walk on her own, and the wound in the inner cavity was completely healed, but because her muscles were still a little weak, she walked slowly.

Xiang Shaoyang deliberately slowed down and waited for him.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Xiang Shaoyang asked when he walked into the elevator.

Shen Yaochuan pressed the floor and thought for a while: "Shrimp wonton."

Xiang Shaoyang: "Wontons are fine, but I don't want shrimps. I'll give you another one."

"it is good."

With a sound of "ding", the elevator reminded them that they had arrived.

Xiang Shaoyang walked to the door of the house and opened it.

Before I went in, I saw that the house was full of express cartons.

Xiang Shaoyang: "?"

"If you didn't buy it, then Zhicheng bought it." Shen Yaochuan followed him into the house.

"So many things?" Xiang Shaoyang looked around the cardboard box, unexpectedly, it was all the necessities of life.

Full of food, water and medicine.

He also had some premonitions, and asked Shen Yaochuan: "What else did he say?"

He and Song Zhicheng probably didn't have a good impression of each other, but they cooperated with each other in treating Shen Yaochuan.

Faced with so many things, Xiang Shaoyang chose to believe in Song Zhicheng rather than doubt.

"Let's not go out."

"I didn't expect him to be so kind."

"Zhicheng is actually a pretty good person." Shen Yaochuan poured some warm water to drink, and sat down on the sofa with the cup in his hands, "Sleek, thoughtful, and enthusiastic. People in the school and the research institute all speak highly of him."

Xiang Shaoyang put his coat on the hanger in the living room: "There is food in the refrigerator, you can warm up what you want to eat first, your clothes are all in the door on the right side of my bedroom closet, I will cook after cleaning up the house .”

In order to stay warm during the hospitalization, he once went to Shen Yaochuan's house to get some clothes, and put all the clothes he was going to change and wash at his own home.

Shen Yaochuan gave a "hmm".

He is looking at the terminal.

In the mailbox lay an email from the research institute, with two experimental data attached.

When he was away, the colleagues of the project team of the institute were also working, and sent some experimental results of the project team to him on time.

Shen Yaochuan downloaded the experimental data and looked at it carefully.

This project was led by him and Song Zhicheng together. He was the general manager and Song Zhicheng was his deputy.

Judging from the experimental data and process records, Song Zhicheng not only finished what he had to do, but also helped him complete his job.

They successfully discovered two new strains from recently obtained Hela virus samples.

One of them has characteristics very similar to the original strain and was found in a small town on Alpha Planet.

But the strange thing is that there is no research institute near that small town, and there are not even several related cities.Therefore, the way of virus leakage from the research institute can be ruled out.

In the early stage of the investigation, the empire had sent an investigation team to trace the origin, but failed.

Without any clue of the source, the virus seemed to appear suddenly, infecting the residents of the entire town.

The death rate and mutation rate are 50% at each station.

At the bottom of the experimental data is Song Zhicheng's comment: It is speculated that this strain may be a variation of the original strain or the HeLa strain, which needs further observation.

The other strain was a mutation from a small leak 50 years ago.

This new type of strain has been dormant in human society for 50 years, and when it appeared, it was completely new.

The variation rate is extremely low. Due to insufficient experimental samples and insufficient data support, it is corrected according to Song Zhicheng's experience, about %-1%.

But it can lead to a new type of mutation characteristic - the visceral mutation under the human appearance.

Whichever strain it is, it's pretty scary.

Shen Yaochuan forwarded the email to the Noah ship and the Academy of High Technology, and copied it to the relevant institutions of the empire, and also noted: It is recommended to closely observe the infection path.

After sending the email, a news push suddenly popped up on the terminal——

"According to the official disclosure, the funders behind the Salvation Church, which is identified as a cult, are two major companies, Yunyun and Zhonglian. The Empire has now conducted further interviews with the two parties on the Salvation Church."

Then came another one——

"The Chinese New Year is approaching, lock on the Empire Channel 1."

Only then did Shen Yaochuan remember that tomorrow is the Chinese New Year.

The Chinese New Year atmosphere in modern society is not very lively. Even during the Chinese New Year, most families only have nutritious meals to satisfy their hunger, not to mention "non-daily luxuries" such as lanterns, festoons and firecrackers.

Bionic people have replaced too many human labor force, technology is progressing, but people are not living a happy life because of it.

He looked up at Xiang Shaoyang.

The other party is unpacking the express boxes.

A lot of fresh fruit and vegetable nutritional supplements, etc., as well as some desserts and snacks, have been dismantled.

Song Zhicheng bought so many things that they were piled up to the ceiling from the living room to the kitchen.

Xiang Shaoyang always wears short sleeves at home, showing his strong arms.

Looking at him, Shen Yaochuan thought about what he said when he was in the hospital, "I used to be one of the observation subjects trained by the military, and the artificial body strengthens the direction of fusion".

Before that, he never thought that apart from the secret experiment of mutants, the empire had other projects involving human experiments.

But now it seems that there is only a lot more.

He once doubted that Xiang Shaoyang had excellent knowledge, but he didn't look like a doctor, but he looked like he was from the special forces.

Now there is an explanation.

Shen Yaochuan once heard that the empire has research on "artificial bodies", which is mainly aimed at the replacement of human organs. It is intended to be used as a medical treatment to replace some necrotic organs to extend the lives of patients.

The composition of the artificial body is more like a precision instrument, and it is more useful than the original organs, especially in terms of strength.

Just as he was thinking, Xiang Shaoyang suddenly raised his head.

Four eyes facing each other.

"Nothing to do?" Xiang Shaoyang smiled, "Would you like to sleep for a while, or watch TV?"

Shen Yaochuan readily accepted his proposal and moved to Xiang Shaoyang's bedroom.

This is the second time he has entered this bedroom.

The layout was almost the same as last time, except that there was a sweater Xiang Shaoyang had just replaced beside the bed.

For some reason, Shen Yaochuan accidentally picked up the sweater.

The neckline has a strong scent of cold water.

He lightly rubbed his fingertips on the neckline, then got into the quilt with the sweater in his arms.

Covered the clothes in his arms.

This time, as expected, there were no nightmares.

He took a short nap and woke up with the smell of food filling the room.

Shen Yaochuan lazily lifted a small section of the quilt, only to see Xiang Shaoyang leaning against the door and looking at him.

"I'm coming to call you," Xiang Shaoyang said, "next time you need it, you can hug me to sleep."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the dress in Shen Yaochuan's hand.

Shen Yaochuan's face burned, and she quickly put the clothes aside: "I just want to smell the pheromone."

In the next second, he was surrounded by more intense pheromone.

Xiang Shaoyang had already walked over, leaned over and kissed his lips: "I can give it to you, without having to hold that dress, I hope you will think of me first when you need it."

Shen Yaochuan suddenly thought that maybe he was jealous.

Eating vinegar from a piece of clothing?

He put his arms around Xiang Shaoyang's neck, and tenderly responded to his kiss.

At the same time, he gently rubbed Xiang Shaoyang's glands on the back of his neck, and replied soothingly: "Okay."

Xiang Shaoyang carried him out of the bed.

Shen Yaochuan felt his face became hotter.

He was carried all the way to the kitchen table before being put down.

Passing by more than half of the unopened express boxes, it seems that Xiang Shaoyang went to cook before he finished unpacking.

On the table are small wontons in a large porcelain bowl, and golden oily flowers float on the soup.

Xiang Shaoyang: "Just out of the pot, it's still a little hot, let it cool down and eat."