The system begs me to exploit the male protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Tang Yanfeng took out the gloves and put them on, took the crystal, raised his hand and rushed towards the sun, wisps of light passed through the diamond-shaped crystal and were scattered and refracted, as if it couldn't catch the light.

This makes the crystal appear dim instead.

Tang Yanfeng handed the crystal to Jing Mo, and the tiny crystal turned gray, cracked, and turned into a cloud of dust in an instant.

Jing Mo shrugged and looked at Ling Jing: "Sorry, it's too weak."

Ling Jing also shrugged, not caring about the loss of a crystal: no unexpected result.

If the crystal can still exist in Jingmo's hands, then it is necessary to consider searching and confiscating it directly throughout the territory.

"Don't worry, we have found a lot. Your face is not very good, is there something wrong with this thing?"

Ling Jing asked someone to study it when she found the crystal. This small diamond-shaped crystal is not hard, and a capable person can crush it with a little force. There is only some ion human energy in it, and the opposite antibody energy is used It can be eliminated, it seems to be just the product of the mutation of the fish again.

Tang Yanfeng said slowly: "If you ignore its shape and just look at the material and shape, what do you think it looks like?"

This non-absorbing material, transparent color, cold and hard texture to the touch...

Ling Jing's expression gradually changed.

"You mean—this thing has something to do with the Ion Man?"

Ion Man has three forms, one is a gel state that is sticky and cannot be cut, the other is an aerosol form with a vague shape and extremely light weight, and the remaining one is a transparent and sharp crystal form.

This crystal looks almost identical to the third type of Ion Man.

"Not sure yet," Tang Yanfeng slowly took off the gloves again, threw them into the garbage disposal recycling bin, and signaled Ling Jing to lead the way, "Need to go to the place where the crystals are produced."

Ling Jing took them to the nearest lake in the northern base.The scenery in the North seems to have a pure and transparent smell, and this lake is also the same. Before you get close, you can see the ice-blue lake surface, and the breath of ice and snow is more intense and eye-catching.

There are several ice holes dug out in the thicker ice layer. Someone is sitting on a small bench on the ice surface, holding a small fishing rod one and a half meters in his hand, waiting motionlessly for the fish to take the bait.

Ling Jing led them a few steps closer, and heard a few "crawls". The fisherman raised his arm and turned the reel while lifting the hook. A palm-sized fish came out of the water and was hanging on the hook in a daze. superior.

Another angler turned his head to look, and said with a smile: "This year's fish always feel a little silly. They don't even shake their tails when they are hooked. Are they so devoid of desire to survive?"

The person who caught the fish took the fish off the hook. After a series of movements, the fish still did not move. He wondered, "Could it be dead?"

Another person pointed to the fish eye and denied: "This fish eye ball is still spinning, and has been staring at you!"

He was right. The eyes of the caught fish were on both sides of the head. As the fisherman moved his hands up and down, the fish's eyes kept turning, staring at the fisherman's face.

"Hiss...you look so frightened."

The five senses of Ling Jing and the others are very keen, and they could hear the conversation just now clearly.

Ling Jing also frowned, came over to say hello to them, and asked, "Are the fish this year different from previous years?"

Without hesitation, the two said, "It's really different. Crystals suddenly appeared in the fish's belly, and the fish became a lot more stupid. It didn't like to move, and it was not stable when swimming in the water. Its body swayed from side to side."

"Even if the fish were hooked last year, the fierce struggle seemed to slap a person in the face. How can it be like this?"

Tang Yanfeng listened, and took a closer look at the fish in his hand: "The tail of the fish is incomplete, and the body is black, plus what you said, is it a sign of old age?"

The fisherman just watched Ling Jing answer the question, but now he saw Tang Yanfeng and Jing Mo behind him, and was startled by their looks.

He turned his gaze away, stabilized his mind, and did not dare to neglect his posture: "We have thought about what you said, but half of the fish caught are like this. Are half of the fish old?"

This ratio is obviously very wrong.

Jing Mo casually interrupted: "What about the other half of the fish?"

"This is even more strange." The angler pointed to the fish barrel, where besides the old fish that didn't like to move, there were many finger-long small fish.

"This year there are especially many fish, and many of them are small. Later, we found that many pregnant female fish gave birth to many young fish in just a few days."

Tang Yanfeng: "There are crystals in the stomach?"

"All of them."

Ling Jing lifted her forehead and sighed.

This phenomenon and proportion are obviously wrong. Isn't there any normal big fish in this river?

Jing Mo pointed at the fish: "Then is this fish still edible?"

The fisherman's expression was a little embarrassing: "The old fish didn't say he couldn't eat it. Food is in short supply at this time, and no one is picking it."

Everyone even competed to drink the fish soup. Compared with the bland nutrient solution and the canned food that has been stored for a long time, this is already a rare delicacy in the northern base where the temperature is low all the year round.

Tang Yanfeng: "Now there is one more thing to be sure..."

He squatted down beside the ice hole, put his hands together into a bowl shape, and gently scooped up a handful of water.

The surrounding area is calm and windless, but there seems to be some qualitative change happening inside the water, which keeps surging.

Tang Yanfeng's left and right hands were separated, and there was water in one hand, and a few crystals lay in the palm of the other hand, exactly the same as the ones Ling Jing handed to them just now.

Tang Yanfeng opened his fingers, and the water flowed through the fingers and fell back into the lake. Compared with the surrounding water, it was obviously clearer.

"It is certain that this energy has infected the water flow. You should check all base members."

Ling Jing looked ugly, and nodded: "I'll do it now. I'm sorry that you encountered this situation when you first arrived. Can I arrange another person to take you to the resting place?"

Jing Mo snatched Tang Yanfeng's hands to warm him, and seemed to only care about the slightly red hands that had just touched the ice water, and didn't care about other things at all; Tang Yanfeng nodded noncommittally: "Go and do your business That's it."

The two anglers looked at each other, the special change of the fish, the separation of crystals in the water, Ling Jing's solemn attitude...

"It's cold," murmured one of them, "it looks like it's going to snow."

The guards usually go to work at night, and occasionally they are called by colleagues to replace them during the day, and the rest of the time is free.

He left work after watching the flower road early in the morning, and after he finished eating, he received another notification——

"Ayu, Sister Ling Jing is looking for someone to show people around the base. I really can't leave here, so go and see for me."

"Beep beep..." Without giving him any chance to refuse, the other end of the phone hung up neatly.

The corners of Kong Yu's eyes twitched: What can't go away, who else needs to receive now?I was frightened by the battle in the morning, so I dare not go!

He looked through the documents that were sent later, and found that the two distinguished guests lived not too far from his place.

If his colleagues were here, they would definitely smile so hard that they couldn't see their teeth, patted him on the back, and said, "It's fate, it's fate!"

Kong Yu sighed, got up and went out to find someone.

The distinguished guest was taken by Ling Jing to see the lake before, but now he has returned the same way and is at the reception by the gate.

His colleague was talking to the two of them, and when he looked up and saw him coming, he smiled and waved to him to let him pass.

Isn't it much better than me to let this guy go to receive him?

Kong Yu walked over slowly, and heard his colleagues bragging about his awesomeness: "Hey, don't worry, Kong Yu is very reliable, he looks energetic, he can see night vision and predict, you just follow him!"

The two people opposite him have a cold temperament and a loose temperament, but they both have good looks that make people hardly dare to look at them, as if looking at them a few times will affect their spirits.

The guest with a calm expression and a white coat turned to look at him, seemingly interested: "Prophecy?"

The other person smiled, revealing the sharp canine teeth in his lips: "What a rare ability, can you predict when I will die?"

...Is this person okay?

Kong Yu could see that he was not joking, and he could also see that he was not afraid, talking about his own death like eating and drinking.

Tang Yanfeng frowned and looked at Jing Mo: "You will not die."

When the word is spoken, a wisp of air should be exhaled from the mouth, as if dissipating the energy inside the human body.

When Jing Mo used death on himself indifferently, Tang Yanfeng's heart froze even though he had just touched the ice water and didn't feel anything.

"No, I will die," Jing Mo leaned on Tang Yanfeng's shoulder like a large pendant, "I will die if you die, so don't die."

A few dead words rang in his ears, Tang Yanfeng lowered his eyelashes, and lowered his tone two more degrees: "Are you trying to make me angry on purpose?"

The two guards stared at each other, not daring to say a word.

Although Tang Yanfeng's voice was not loud and he didn't intend to do anything, it made the danger radar in their hearts keep ringing. If they had a stronger desire to survive, they could hardly control themselves and ran away.

"I'm serious. You have your ideals, why can't I have mine?" Jing Mo said seriously, "My ideal is to help you realize your ideals, so I will listen to whatever you say."

Kong Yu raised his eyes and found that the momentum around Tang Yanfeng had eased.

...This is, coaxed?

Tang Yanfeng felt another person's heartbeat coming from behind him, strong, steady, and powerful, as if telling him that all the words of the person behind him came from the heart.

Although Jing Mo is willful and perverse, he has an advantage that humans do not have: he never tells lies.

He can't even tell a white lie, because he hasn't learned it yet.

Tang Yanfeng said, who else in this world can be this sincere?

Every time he thought about it, he couldn't get angry at all.

He lightly curled Jing Mo's braided hair, and changed the subject: "Do you still remember Experimental Subject 03?"

Inside a huge spaceship at the southernmost point, in the central cabin, a group of ion people are emitting chaotic ravings, as if they are reporting or arguing.

In the middle of the floating table, a virtual image is being projected: pitch-black eyes, black-blue gradation hair, thorn-patterned vines on the upper half, a halberd in hand, flying flowers and leaves, sweeping across the battlefield.

It's Jingmo.

The ion people closest to the projection seemed to be very excited. The cloud of mist gathered and dispersed, and one of them even patted the table.

Another gel-like ion man was shaking all the time, and he could actually see fear from this gel.

They are exchanging battle situations and intelligence in their native language.

Sitting farthest away from them was a solitary crystal-type ion man. Unlike other ion men, he wore a headset on his ear and had undisturbed human facial features on his face.

"A bunch of idiots!" He said in a gloomy voice, "Don't fucking watch 01 all the time, the professor followed him out of the mountain!"

The translator on his ear is synchronously translating into the ravings of Ion Man.

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The author has something to say:

small theater:

The translator translates: "Adults, please stop paying attention to 01, the professor is here, let's take a look at him!"

#Why 03 can live till now#