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

The other side seemed to be choked by his nonsense, and no one answered after waiting for a while.

Jing Mo won the battle, turned around holding the communicator, and saw Tang Yanfeng standing in front of the table facing the empty table, raised his eyelids and looked over: "What are you doing?"

"..."

Jing Mo walked over with his hands behind his back, bowed his head in front of the person, and held out the communicator like magic: "Are you looking for this?"

I don't know, I thought it was Tang Yanfeng's stuff, and Jing Mo went to find it.

Tang Yanfeng didn't bother to think about it, took the communicator and said: "My machine has high security and confidentiality, and it will explode after entering the password three times."

"Oh," Jing Mo looked away like a child being criticized, and admitted his mistake, "I won't do it next time."

Tang Yanfeng said, "Take it here."

Jing Mo didn't know why, so he stretched out his right hand obediently, with well-defined joints, and a sharp cold light on the tip of his nails.

Tang Yanfeng gently picked up his fingers, and each pressed the input operation screen of the machine.

The screen is not big, smooth but not cold, it also has some warm temperature unique to professors.

He is entering biological information for Jing Mo.

When the face and irises were entered, without Tang Yanfeng's urging, Jing Mo approached with the corners of his mouth curled up, and was warned several times by the machine to relax his face and stretch his expression.

Tang Yanfeng sat on the chair and turned on the communicator to check the information. Jing Mo was too lazy to find another chair, so he simply kicked his feet and sat on the floating table.

The table was not too low, but when Jing Mo sat on it, his legs stretched out, and his toes could still touch the ground, which made his legs look longer.

Long legs, but do not like to do good things.

There was a small lightning bolt on the side of the pair of high-top lace-up sneakers on his feet. Jing Mo swung his legs intentionally or unintentionally, and used the small lightning bolt to stick the professor's leather boots that wrapped around his thin calves. He never tired of trying.

As soon as Chu Yichao looked up from the feasible plans over there, he saw the professor sitting there looking at the communication screen, with someone else's leg squeezed between his two legs, and that leg was still slowly rubbing against each other.

The electronic pen in Chu Yichao's hand almost fell to the ground: "..."

He inexplicably remembered the conversation he had with Si Ming:

"Is he the most favored of you?"

"Yes."

This sentence, now it seems that it should be changed:

"Is he the professor's favorite among you?"

"Yes."

Chu Yichao rubbed his face: now is not the time to think about this, whether they are doing business politely, or rolling to bed in a blaze of fire...he is out of his control.

Take care of yourself, Chu Yichao said to himself.

Chu Yichao buried his head in the document, and seemed to be able to see the flowers, but the movement over there was still transmitted exactly:

"Don't make trouble, be quiet."

"You ignored me."

"I'm replying to the message, what did you tell 08?"

"Can't you listen to me? I want you to listen to me, can you listen to me?"

...Chu Yichao couldn't take it anymore.

Holding those proposals, he pretended to cough first, then raised his head and said, "I've made a list here."

They still didn't separate, they were very close, but Jing Mo squatted beside him to watch Tang Yanfeng's screen instead.

From this angle, Tang Yanfeng could easily see Jing Mo's handsome face and almost all expressions.

Tang Yanfeng: "There is no problem with the breathing mask, and it will arrive within a day."

Chu Yichao nodded: "Okay, then you can live in the room next to me, I just set up the permissions for you."

"I'm sorry you had to worry about it when you first came here."

"It doesn't matter," Jing Mo said, "Tang Yanfeng told me that if I want to become a human being, I must abide by human rules."

"Didn't human beings say, 'If one party is in trouble, all parties will support'?"

Chu Yichao felt that the suffocation in his heart had finally dissipated from the beginning of the thick fog, and his whole body felt lighter.

He smiled sincerely this time, without any pretense: "Yes, humans did say it."

It is a great fortune to meet someone with a burning soul like a lighthouse flag at this time.

The visibility in the base was really low, and I couldn't see anything clearly when I went out, only the outline of my own body could be vaguely seen.

The place where they want to live is right next to them, there is no need to activate another copy energy core.

Tang Yanfeng's steps were steady and powerful, as if he was sure of everything, but he really couldn't see the way at this moment.

Tsk, the fog is too thick.

At this moment, he felt his coat pocket being tampered with twice, a hand with a slightly warmer temperature came in, and his fingers slowly inserted into the gap between his fingers.

"It's so foggy here," Jing Mo said, "Hold me, don't lose me."

Tang Yanfeng's fingertips trembled slightly, and slowly tightened, his fingertips pressed against the back of another person's hand.

He said, "Okay."

As the strongest experimental subject, Jingmo's eyesight has been enhanced, which is better than ordinary ability users.To others, this fog seems to cast a layer of white mist in front of their eyes, but to Jingmo, it is just that the world is slightly cloudy.

Because of this, he was able to lead his exclusive researcher to walk smoothly and steadily, to a more secure and safer place.

Tang Yanfeng said suddenly: "What did you ask me just now, ask me again."

What did you just ask?

Jing Mo raised the corner of his mouth, and asked again clearly and slowly: "Can you listen to me?"

Tang Yanfeng: "Where are you going next?"

This is what it means to let Jingmo decide, that is, to acquiesce in the answer to the previous question.

Jingmo's personal communicator rang in a timely manner. There was almost nothing else in it, except for the most basic communication timing function, so it was only an incoming message:

It breaks as soon as you pinch it: [Little Rabbit Beats Violently]

Crushed when pinched: [Give you a punch]

It breaks when pinched: [Liuhe stick method]

It breaks when you pinch it: please!Can, can't, can, bring, teach, teach, come, west, department, base, ground!

Broken when pinched: [knife] [knife] [knife]

"Well, the western base is good," Jing Mo shook the hands they held together, "Let's go together."

Lianxin was said by him to be like a child on a spring outing.

But Tang Yanfeng was not worried. He nodded and said, "Then the western base."

The professor's favorite 01: walk by mouth.

Crushed in one pinch: ?What's your name, don't you want to be ashamed

The professor's favorite 01: Speak with facts.

Crushed when pinched: [Big stick hitting dog]

The respiratory masks supported by the western base arrived quickly. After Chu Yichao sent people to distribute them one by one, he notified Tang Yanfeng and Jing Mo.

"There are currently two most feasible options."

Jing Mo opened the screen, and the two plans were projected in front of the three of them.

"One, let 01 use poisonous thorns. It is said that you were able to restore Si Ming to its original form when you were in the base."

Jing Mo recalled the situation at that time: the poisonous thorn swung violently, tearing the mist into discontinuous pieces, Si Ming was not so much restored to his original form as he was beaten back to his original form.

"Not so good," he said.

Chu Yichao: "?"

Tang Yanfeng shook his head, signaling Chu Yichao to continue.

"As for the other one, it's just feasible..."

"That is for me to use the ability, and try to persuade him to come back through resonance."

Regarding this method, Chu Yichao didn't know the bottom line. After all, although their abilities could cooperate well, they had only achieved this kind of resonance by chance, and they couldn't do it proficiently.

Tang Yanfeng looked at him: "Which method do you think should be used?"

Chu Yichao looked at the professor, speechless for a moment, and sighed in his heart: what a pair of eyes that can penetrate people's hearts.

Chu Yichao said, "I want to try."

Even if this method is not as likely as 01, even if he may be overdrawn, even if he may touch the unknown danger in the air...

He also wanted to try.

Tang Yanfeng nodded: "Yes."

He seldom blocks anything. Individuals have their own choices. Whether right or wrong, he seldom intervenes.

Except for the matter about Jingmo, he couldn't be completely indifferent.

Chu Yichao took a breath and pushed open the door, the thick mist began to push him in again, but this time Chu Yichao would not retreat.

He said softly: "Don't stop me, I won't let you carry it alone."

The mist seemed to have heard what he said, and the energy slowly dissipated.

Chu Yichao stepped into the cloud and was submerged in the vast whiteness.

Tang Yanfeng took out a decahedron, put one hand on Jing Mo's eyes, and the vision of the two of them instantly changed to God's perspective, overlooking the entire base from midair.

They saw, on the edge of the mist, a pair of phantom hands slowly emerged, gently moving the mist towards the middle;

They saw that the phantom wrapped in the mist seemed to be disobedient and wanted to resist;

They also saw that the phantom's big hand moved gently, as if stroking, and the mist slowly flowed, and finally gathered in its palm.

The phantom's big hands slowly closed from both sides, and the mist also condensed from the dissipated state, becoming more and more condensed.

Every time it gets closer, the pressure in it increases, and the big phantom hand also fluctuates, as if it will disappear at any time.

Chu Yichao's brows were furrowed, and large beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. It was obvious that it was getting more and more difficult to use his abilities.

But the phantom did not disappear after all.

The mist became more and more solid, more and more solid... When the phantom's big hand was flickering extremely frequently, the mist suddenly pulled the phantom back.

——They have entered the state of ability resonance again.

The men at the base wore breathing masks and looked up into the air.Those large phantom hands became less like phantoms. They were dyed with color and took shape, just like a pair of real hands, gently covering the base.

In the center of the palms of those big hands lay a person who was very small compared to the big hands.

His eyes were closed tightly, and his hair was still a little misty, but the mist slowly dissipated, and he looked as if he had fallen asleep in his big hands.

Before the members of the base had time to be happy that they were not trapped, they let go of their hearts for Si Ming.

"Master Wuyun has finally recovered!"

"It's fine for people to be fine, it's fine for people to be fine..."

"I was really worried that he would be exhausted and dissipate, but now it's really great!"

"Those hands must be the ability of the leader, right? They are as gentle as me."

"Wait, look..."

Suddenly no one spoke.

Because everyone could see that Si Ming in the palm of his hands was covered with mold-like black spots all over his body.

Like some kind of plague.

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The author has something to say:

The abilities of these experimental subjects who entered the human base and the base leader are very compatible!Otherwise they wouldn't be in the WTO hhh

Notes in the address book are different for different people

It breaks when you pinch it is Jingmo's note to Chuqiong

Chu Qiong:?