Heartthrob Omega Shura Field Record

The sky was dark, with layers of dark clouds piled up in mid-air, covering the entire sky, thunder rumbled, and the lights of the Imperial Research Institute were all dead silent, accompanied by terrifying loud thunderstorms, which looked very strange.

The research institute is located in the countryside, and the high-rise buildings are generally blue and white. At this time, thick clouds cover the sun and it is gloomy, and there is no one. It is located alone in the middle of the dark forest. To the top of the Institute.

blah blah blah...

The boots of the strange male alpha stepped to the ground, making an empty sound.

On the 19th floor, the dean of the research institute turned on the star brain to process the research data. At this time, the communicator made a beep sound, and the dean took it, "Hello, what's the matter?"

The other side said: "Dean, it's been more than two months, and I haven't found any news about 0820."

The dean swept down the documents with one hand, his belly trembled, and he was dissatisfied and said angrily: "What are you doing to eat? What's the use of the empire raising you! You can't even find a research body!"

The other party hesitated and said: "But...that's 3S level..."

"I don't care, anyway, you have to find it for me this week and send it back to the research institute, otherwise you will be completely wiped out!"

"……Yes."

The dean hung up the communicator, "Hmph, a bunch of trash, I can't even find anyone."

After fleeing in 0820, there was no supplier, and the previous experiments of the research institute were forced to suspend, and the monthly supply of weapons and medicines to the royal family and nobles could not be supplied. damage.

0820 is a rare 3S+ spiritual power user. Every drop of blood and every inch of flesh is an excellent material for research. The most recent proud product - the radiating light bomb, was even appreciated by the emperor, and was finally bought by Ji at a high price. All participants in the research The personnel bonuses are as high as 3000 million star coins.

At this time, the knock on the door sounded regularly.

The dean said impatiently, "Come in."

As soon as the door was opened, mental pressure hit the entire office in an instant. The dean thumped in his heart. Before he could raise his head, the pressure suddenly hit his two thighs. He knelt down in embarrassment.

The dean is quite old, and his bones began to tremble and shatter under the shock of this high-intensity mental power. He yelled miserably, but no one responded as if the floor had been emptied. He barely raised his head, but saw the road He was extremely familiar, with a cold figure all over his body.

"You, you...!" The dean looked terrified, his eyes were about to pop out, "When did you come back!"

Shen Minlan approached step by step, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, but he looked even more terrifying, "Dean, why are you unhappy to see me back, don't you always want to find me back? "

"Now...Shen Minlan is back."

He squatted halfway in front of the blue-faced dean, his tone was very light, but he seemed to be very happy. In front of the dean, his spiritual power turned into a dark blue solid shape, and turned into a sharp blade, and the tip of the knife pointed straight at the dean. His eyeballs seemed to be cut off in the next second.

The dean trembled violently, staring at the blade motionlessly, and when he spoke again, he was crying, as if he was choking on a mouthful of phlegm, mockingly, "Please, let me go, let me go..."

Shen Minlan smiled, but his eyes suddenly became sharp, and the blade of mental power pierced straight into the dean's eyes, gouging out one of his eyeballs alive, and a bloody piece fell to the ground, extremely bloody.

The dean immediately screamed, covered his empty eye sockets and couldn't stop backing away, calling out incessantly: "Help! Help!" But no one could hear his cries for help, and no one would come to rescue him. he.

"Every experiment you did on me, have you ever thought about today's scene?"

The dean was already in so much pain that he couldn't speak, he clutched his wound tightly and kept backing away until his back was against the wall and there was no way to retreat, "I'll give you whatever you want, as long as you don't kill me..."

Shen Minlan sneered from the bottom of his heart, and the blood in his bones was completely stimulated. He is the most proud and perfect work transformed by the Imperial Research Institute. His combat power and potential are far more amazing than they expected. The improvement of his ability also deprived him of becoming a normal person. Opportunity.

Now his body and organs have reached unimaginable heights. The Imperial Institute wants to transform him into the ultimate weapon of the Zerg and dedicate it to the Empire. If No. 0820 really dies on the battlefield, the honor still falls on the Institute. Sinners will live better and more greedily than they do now.

How could Shen Minlan allow such a thing to happen?

The glory of the research institute comes from 0820, and it will also be destroyed by 0820.

"Dean, how miserable you are now." Shen Minlan said calmly, his gaze stayed on the dying dean, as if watching an ant struggling fearlessly for the last time.

The dean looked up at Shen Minlan, feeling more and more insignificant. The other party was so strong that he could tear himself apart on the spot. He had been the dean for more than 30 years, and it was the first time he felt scared in front of the experimental subjects under his hands. Didn't the 3S+ level ability say Just kidding, you can kill him casually.

Obviously, obviously everything he has now is due to the research institute, otherwise he would not be so perfect!

The dean said unwillingly: "0820, you should thank the institute, not revenge!"

His tone was fierce: "If we hadn't picked you up from Hell Star, you would have died early in the morning! We are your saviors! And for the future of Emperor Star, what's wrong with us researching powerful weapons? You made some sacrifices It should be!"

The smile on the corner of Shen Minlan's mouth faded away, and with a twist of his wrist, the blade of spiritual power cut off the right hand of the dean directly, and blood was immediately poured in front of his eyes, and the severed hand rolled on the ground. The dean screamed again, but before the pain passed, both feet His hamstring was broken alive, and the pain came again, and he wished he could pass out on the spot.

From the calf to the thigh, dozens of scars with deep visible bones were cut out. The lower body was bloody and bloody, and it was hard to tell where. The dean was covered in cold sweat. The pain now is far beyond the body's tolerance.

"how?"

"Is that not enough?"

"In the research institute, I experience pains that are a hundred times stronger than these every day."

Shen Minlan said calmly: "What right do you have to say that you are my savior, and what right do you have to torture me like this."

Stomach, chest, face, neck... Shen Minlan started to attack everywhere, with cruel and bloody methods. The scene seemed to return to the person who was killed in the backyard of the third courtyard. At that time, the sun was just right, and the afterglow shone directly on his shoulders. .

It also sprinkled on the horrible corpse.

Now, just replace the sunlight with lights...

……

After dinner, Ji Xingchen and Ji Siruan were about to go back to Ji's Castle to rest, but seeing the thunderstorm outside was abnormally heavy, so they had to stay here to rest.

Regarding thunder, Ji Xingchen has been shadowed since he was a child. He dare not live alone in this kind of weather. Even if he lives alone in Hell Star for a year, he still cannot overcome his own problem. Hiding in a corner and huddled together.

With Ji Siruan staying by his side now, it can give him a sense of security more or less.

That night, Ji Xingchen fell asleep in Ji Siruan's arms like when he was a child. He forgot all the differences between AO and obediently fell asleep with his big warm chest on his pillow. Maybe he had a nightmare, and his brows were tightly frowned. Ji Xingchen Si Ruan gently rubbed it away for him.

Smelling the faint scent of roses in the master bedroom, and holding the person he likes in his arms, Ji Siruan felt his heart soften. He quietly watched Xing Xing's sleeping state. To be difficult to control.

but……

Xing Xing's feelings for him are not liking.

Ji Siruan's eyes dimmed, and he looked at the ceiling involuntarily. The hand that had killed countless people was gently rubbing Ji Xingchen's head again and again, gently and carefully, for fear of hurting the person in his arms, but I couldn't help but stop, so I had to carefully protect it, holding it on the tip of my heart.

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