Picking up soap in a harmonious world

Han Tuo's wet hair was still dripping down drop by drop, and the mist on his eyelashes was about to fall off, but he was looking at me fixedly, as if he was thinking about something, but also seemed to have nothing Think, just stand there quietly, motionless.

I have explained everything that should be explained, and I have confessed what should be confessed, so now it is not me who should respond, but the other party. If I continue to whitewash myself, it will be self-defeating and give the other party an untrustworthy impression, so I He didn't speak, just looked at him like this.

Hey, isn't it just that Bibi can't help but talk first, among other things, I'm pretty good at this!

As a result, the longer I watched, the more I felt that the appearance of the other party had changed again. In fact, the appearance of the other party was almost the same as in the previous world, but the feeling of the whole person had been qualitatively improved.

From childhood to adulthood, the person with the highest beauty value I have experienced in the three dimensions is Lu Qing. Like many things, beauty is also saturated. No matter how good the external hardware such as a person's facial features, outline and body ratio are After all, there is a limit value. People like Shen Yu, Liao Zihan, Xiao Shaochu, Lai Yin, and Andy are all first-class beautiful men. In terms of external conditions alone, they are not inferior to Lu Qing, but the gap is obvious. The reason is It lies in a person's temperament or aura, abstractly speaking, it is the so-called amorous feelings.

The beauty of an ordinary beauty lies in the temptation of his appearance. Once he is fascinated, he will fall in love. After all, he cannot escape the category of normal people. However, the real beauty of the country, his every frown, smile, and every move seem to have magical power, making people unable to take their eyes off them. , so fascinated that people are fascinated, all kinds of meat and eight vegetables, forgetting tonight and what evening.

If we say that in the Western Fantasy World, Boss Han’s beauty value is similar to that of Rhine and Prince Andy, then he is already at the level of Lu Qing, or even better. At least I can look at Lu Qing’s face Keep a clear head, but I can't control Han Chou.

When the two of us were still immersed in the game of "whoever speaks first loses first", there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps, and before I had time to react, two figures appeared at the door.

Both of them were wearing white robes, and their heads and faces were covered by a layer of steel helmets. They couldn't see what they looked like, but based on the other's clothes, they should be the experimental staff of a certain organization.

"Who are you?" One of them held the particle gun in his hand as if facing an enemy, and asked me very vigilantly.

The other person was facing the direction of the transparent container. When he found that Boss Han was not inside, he immediately pulled his companion in panic: "Triumph 1 is gone!"

"It's you! Hand him over quickly!" The two reacted swiftly and pointed their particle guns at me, their tone fierce but with a hint of imperceptible fear.

From the time these two people entered the door until now, I have been observing each other without any trace. After undergoing special training in one of the best military schools in the Federation, I am very keen to recognize the disguise of the imperial rebels. The identity of the two imperial rebels.

And the "Kaixuan No. 1" mentioned by these two people must refer to Han Chip.

I think of Boss Han's expression of inexplicable disgust when he just opened his eyes, and the act of roughly tearing apart the thin tube wrapped around him. It can be basically confirmed that Han Chiu is completely unaware of being placed on the ground as an experimental subject. this thing.

Damn it, people who dare to touch me.

I directly ignored the opponent's muzzle aimed at me, and quickly pressed the radiation device on the arm, and several light-effect bombs flew towards the opponent.

It's not that I'm reckless, but judging from the posture of the other party holding the gun, these two people are definitely talents engaged in scientific research, and they are extremely amateurish in the use of armed firearms.

Hitting a few light-effect bombs is enough to disturb the opponent's vision. Even if I shoot randomly in a hurry, it won't hinder me.

But when the blinding light effect disappeared, the two people disappeared.

I let out a "huh" in surprise, and before I became vigilant, I caught a glimpse of Han Zhao standing not far away and the two staggering on the ground.

I stepped forward quickly, for fear that Han Tiao would kill the two of them a second later.

The reason why these two people were not allowed to die was not based on my conscience, but because I wanted to draw out the cause and effect of Han Choo being brought in as a test object from these two people.

"...I, I don't know anything." The steel armor helmet of one of them has been cracked, revealing his true face. A brown-haired man in his 30s is looking at me and Han Zhao with fear in his eyes.

Not to mention his fear, even I was shocked when I saw the destroyed steel armor.

You must know that with the scientific research technology of this era, steel armor, a synthetic metal that can be used to make mechas, has a hardness beyond imagination, and it is impossible to be destroyed by physical attacks alone.

When I was about to question another person, I found that the person was lying motionless on the ground, and he had already died.

"I won't make it difficult for you, just tell what you know, otherwise..." I raised my chin towards the corpse next to him, showing a "you understand" smile.

"I still... don't know."

Fuck, this toast does not eat fine wine!

Should I tie it up and scratch the soles of my feet or poke my armpits?

Just as I was seriously thinking about this question, Han Tiao's extremely pleasant and inexplicably sexy voice sounded: "You are terrified, not only because of the death of your companion, but also because you are about to die."

Isn't this talking nonsense!I complained secretly, but when my eyes touched the dazed face of the brown-haired man, I realized that Han Zhao was using his unique hypnotic technique again.

"What is Triumph 1?"

"...he is the supply and demand of the triumphant plan." The brown-haired man's eyes were dull and his speech was slow.

"What is the Triumph Project?"

"Create a strengthened man, cooperate with the strengthened Shaker, and destroy the elite federal troops stationed on Hades star."

I couldn't listen anymore, so I interrupted and asked, "How do you make a booster?! Where did you get Triumph 1? How did you find out that he can be used as a supply?!"

The brown-haired man was silent to my question, obviously he was not under the control of anyone except Han Chou under hypnosis.

Han Zhao glanced at me and said to the other party, "According to what he asked."

When the other party finally explained the ins and outs of the matter clearly, both Han Cho and I were speechless.

The reason is that a year ago, these imperial rebels, who were plotting to overthrow the Federation all the time, got the dragon-shaped Han chip who was in a coma after a serious injury when they traded with the interstellar bandits.

The imperial rebels who saw this kind of creature for the first time were excited, and they also attached great importance to it. They immediately ordered high-precision biological scientific research personnel to conduct sampling research on Han Chip. It has a very strong self-healing ability. Experiments on other organisms have the effect of strengthening mutation, so there is a triumph plan. In order to prevent the awakening of the dragon, the rebels will inject a kind of lethargy every half a month. Perhaps it was because of too many injections that the dragon changed into a human form, but after testing, it was found that the human form of Han Tiao did not damage the strengthening ability.

In order not to waste the flesh and hair on Han Cho's body, samples are not allowed to be used without high-level approval, and these enhanced people in the Triumph Project only deliver a certain amount of supply and demand liquid by soaking Han Choo's melted liquid.

Well, it can be described in this way, probably the rebels found that a lemon is very nutritious, can save countless malnourished fruits, and even make apples grow hands, pears grow feet, durians grow hairs, etc., so they soaked this in a water cup Lemon, deliver the water soaked in lemon to other fruits to increase nutrition and variation.

I sighed dumbfoundedly, but when my eyes touched the rows of human bodies in the transparent vessels, apart from the initial fear, there was also an inexplicable nausea and shock in my heart.

"Let's go, it's uncomfortable to stay here." I grabbed Han Cho's hand and was about to run out.

He obediently let me lead him, until I walked out of the room and almost reached the end of the corridor, and I was surprised that the other party was not wearing clothes.

My first reaction was to run back to get the clothes of those two people, but when I thought that the clothes worn by such disgusting people were about to be put on Boss Han, I couldn't bear it anymore.

Fortunately, the federal military's protective clothing is generally a vest and a jacket, and the jacket is quite long. It can be worn outside, can be used as a quilt cover, and can be used as a tent. It is not a problem to block the spring.

In the worst case, I will turn on the armor and hide Boss Han in the cockpit inside, so that I can't see anything, cough, cough, I will not admit that I hate the amazing eyes of others when they look at Boss Han's face!

Perhaps after too much bad luck, the goddess of luck finally favored me, and I returned to the ground unimpeded all the way, and because of the Han BOSS, the so-called poisonous miasma, swamps, zerg beasts and other obstacles are all worthless Mention, it's like a fake game given to us by the Creator, but within two days, I caught up with Potek's team.

Coincidentally, Potek's team was successfully joining forces with the elite federal troops at this time. Looking at the team that should have been 50 people, there are now only about [-] people left, and everyone's face is full of expressions that cannot be concealed. I was exhausted, my body was more or less stained with blood, and the few grievances I had had dissipated.

Speaking of which, I should thank Potek, if not for his arrangement, I would not have bumped into Han Cho by coincidence, nor would I have arrived here so smoothly.

"Why are you here?!"

Potek's weather-stained and tired face was filled with joy when he saw the elite federal troops, but when he saw me not far away, he immediately looked like a ghost.

Naturally, the elite federal troops would not be too concerned about the assistance of only thirty people. Of course, the one who sent people to join them would not be the Sith who carried the banner, but a second lieutenant with a serious face.