Those years of fast-wearing and paranoid teasing each other

The mutant swarm went straight to the direction of the federation, and the federation guards judged from the long-distance investigation that this time the mutated swarm was so large that even three legions could not be able to stop it.

It was even worse than the mutated bug swarm eight years ago!

In the war eight years ago, how many sentinel guides did everything they could to keep the Federation behind them, but this time, will they be the same as they were eight years ago?

No one can answer this question.

The Federation quickly entered a state of emergency, and the entire Federation was panicked.

The upper echelon of the federation summoned the White Tower Fang and the three generals of the legion, and called Zhen You, ordering him to produce the most Youyu potion as quickly as possible.

Admiral Wen raised objections to this. The reason is very simple. There are only a few successful cases of this potion, which is enough to make gods in the eyes of the people, but in their eyes, it is still a potion without a perfect success rate. Mass production and sending them to the battlefield is tantamount to treating the three armies as guinea pigs. It would be a good thing if those mutated insects could be wiped out [-]% by the medicine, but if the medicine didn’t work, it would just be a waste of money, but If the mutants go berserk for several days and nights after being injected with the medicine, then who can bear it?

Let the soldiers of their three armies pay for a new potion?

If they fall, will the entire Federation pay for it?

Admiral Wen's words made the meeting room fall into dead silence.

Obviously, no one wants to see such a result.

Zhen You himself is also very clear that this potion can speed up the metabolism of the mutants, allowing the mutants to pass through the breeding period quickly, but at the same time it will also trigger the violent riots of the mutants, and then explode themselves.

In normal times, one or two mutated insects would explode by themselves, but if they were put into a swarm of mutated insects, thousands of mutated insects would collectively go berserk...

It was unimaginable.

From this point of view, this so-called miraculous potion is actually not perfect, and it cannot be applied to large-scale insect swarms.

Zhen You lowered his head silently, although he has a seat in this meeting, but now he just wants to dig a hole to get in.

In the past, he was full of confidence that as long as he could analyze the composition of Wen Yunsen's potion, and then treat the potion as his own achievement, he would be able to gain a firm foothold in the high-level scientific research of the Federation.

But he still thought too simply, these old foxes are not easy to fool.

Thinking of this, Zhen You couldn't help complaining to Wen Yunsen in his heart, why he only researched this kind of medicine with side effects, why couldn't he research a more advanced one, which made him encounter doubts from these people now.

If he had known earlier, he should have allowed Wen Yunsen to live a few more years, at least it would not be too late to kill Wen Yunsen after he developed a more advanced potion.

Zhen You was deeply annoyed.

"Mr. Zhen You, you can go back first." After discussing the medicine, the senior management no longer allowed Zhen You to attend.

Zhen You was quite dissatisfied in her heart, but she could only leave with a smile.

On the way back, Zhen Youyou became more and more annoyed, "If Wen Zhou hadn't mentioned it, they wouldn't have remembered it at all! So what about the collective rampage of mutants? Just let the army stop them far away? No? Is it just the loss of some sentry troops? It is their honor to sacrifice for the Federation!" Thinking of this, Zhen You's eyes became colder: "I will definitely let you know that I am right!"

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In the ward, Qin Jincheng sat on a chair with his eyes slightly closed.

Wen Yunlin's voice came from next to his ear.

"...Yes, that's right, that's it, relax, don't be nervous, I'm going in, take it easy, don't reject me, I won't hurt you..."

Qin Jincheng: "..." These are all bullshit words!

Before Qin Jincheng could finish complaining in his heart, a cold breath enveloped him.

Qin Jincheng moved a bit uncomfortably, and Wen Yunlin said, "Did you feel it? This is my spiritual thread. Every sentinel needs to be injected with guideline regularly, or receive treatment from a spiritual guide, otherwise the mental condition will be very bad." , There will also be various problems with the body, and now the insect swarm is coming, and you may also be drafted to the front line to fight, so you must ensure that your body is healthy and strong enough."

Wen Yunsen's voice came from not far away: "Brother, you are really amazing. After I become a ghost, I can no longer enter my mental image, nor can I see my spiritual body. You can still... ...Is it because you are still a living soul? This is simply unbelievable!"

Qin Jincheng actually didn't want to do spiritual counseling. Although he had already accepted the setting that he was in the body of a sentinel, he still regarded himself as an ordinary person, and he didn't feel any difference between himself and him at all.

Oh, except for an extra little snake.

Because of that black mamba, he was recalled by the White Tower last time for a physical examination, but fortunately the original owner's mental body was still there, so he got out the original owner's silly-looking husky and got away with it.

If he gives spiritual counseling to the guide, it means that his black mamba can no longer be hidden.

However, looking at Wen Yunlin's serious expression, Qin Jincheng somehow did not refuse.

The sentinel really needs regular injections of guide element, or to guide the guide, and since he entered this body, he has never been in contact with either of the two, and it is not impossible to try it now.

Well, just keep that black mamba hidden.

While thinking about it, Qin Jincheng once again saw the vast white snow field.

Snowflakes fell one after another, and piled up on the ground into endless white.

Qin Jincheng tried to take a few steps forward, stepping into the snow, leaving footprints one after another.

The snowfield had no end, and he couldn't tell the direction. Qin Jinsheng counted his steps and walked a dozen steps. When he turned his head, he found that the footprints he stepped on just now had been buried by the falling snow.

Looking around again, the scenery is still exactly the same.

It was a kind of white silence, without sound, yet seemed to have many sounds.

At this moment, something moved in the snow. Qin Jinsheng looked over subconsciously, and found that a piece of snow was pushed away, and a big head protruded.

Snow-white hair, mixed with some light golden patterns - this is a white tiger.

The white tiger was lying on the ground in the snow, because the falling snow piled up on it, and its fur was very white, so even though it was right in front of it, Qin Jincheng didn't notice its existence.

It's clearly well camouflaged.

One person and one tiger stared at each other for a long time, Qin Jincheng didn't move, neither did the white tiger, just looked at Qin Jincheng with its dark gray vertical pupils, which were clear and clean.

Qin Jincheng stretched out his hand tentatively, and slowly reached for Baihu's head.

The white tiger shook the snow from his hair, took the initiative to take a step closer to Qin Jincheng, and rubbed his head into Qin Jincheng's palm.

The fur on the tiger's head is actually not very soft, but has a toughness. Touching against the fur will feel very prickly, but Qin Jincheng feels that it feels good. He hugged the tiger's head and stroked it several times before saying: "You are Wen Yunlin. mental body?"

This is clearly ineffective communication because the mental body cannot speak.

"Roar!" The white tiger allowed Qin Jincheng to touch it a few times, then raised its paw, and pulled Qin Jincheng's trouser leg, then turned around, flicked its tail, and hooked Qin Jincheng's ankle.

The white tiger walked forward, Qin Jincheng felt that it should let him keep up, so he followed behind the white tiger.

The heavy snow did not know when it stopped, and the original endless white gradually changed. At the end of the snowfield, a huge transparent barrier appeared. The barrier would shake and reflect the white light. Behind the barrier, it was pitch black.

"Roar!" Baihu stopped, turned around, and called out again.

Only then did Qin Jincheng walk up to Baihu, "Where are you taking me?"

Baihu nodded his head.

Qin Jincheng: "But it's pitch black over there, so it's not a good place at first glance."

White Tiger: "..."

Qin Jinsheng:? ? ?

Did he say something wrong?Why did the white tiger give him a look like he was looking at a fool?

The white tiger hooked Qin Jincheng's feet with its tail again, then raised its furry paws and tore a hole in the transparent barrier.

Bai Hu walked in, Qin Jincheng hesitated for a moment, but still followed.

Going in is like going from day to night. It is dazzlingly bright in the snow field, but here it is dark and dull. The snow field is white and quiet, but here, it is black and dead.

Because it was too quiet, the footsteps of one person and one tiger seemed very abrupt.

It was Qin Jincheng who spoke first: "Where is this place, why is there no light?"

And just after he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly lit up, and rows of blue flames swayed above their heads, lighting up a long road.

Qin Jincheng: "..." What the hell is this?Why are you so spooky?

Qin Jincheng lowered his head to look at the white tiger, but just bumped into him and turned around, meeting those dark black vertical pupils.

Bai Hu's eyes were very complicated, looking at Qin Jincheng, it was like a doctor looking at a sick patient who refused to follow the doctor's advice to take medicine.

Qin Jinsheng:? ? ?

What kind of weird metaphors are these?

One person and one tiger continued to go deep, and the blue flames followed them very attentively, illuminating them. Although the light was very weak, it didn't illuminate them at all.

"Roar!"

"Hoohoo!"

"Ho Ho Ho!" Bai Hu didn't turn his head, but kept yelling in a low voice, as if thinking.

Qin Jincheng looked at its tail dangling with the movement of walking, couldn't hold it back for a moment, and grabbed it with his hands.

"Roar!" The white tiger was startled and jumped up.

Qin Jincheng quickly let go, and quickly put his hands in his pockets.

White Tiger: "..."

Qin Jincheng: "..." Ah, what a clumsy disguise.

Qin Jincheng silently reflected for a second.

At this moment, the ground under his feet suddenly shook violently, Qin Jincheng staggered a bit before he stabilized his body, and was about to hug the white tiger, but found that his waist was wrapped by a long tail, and then he was thrown into a fluffy Back!