The protagonist wants to steal my script again

Even if a lunatic talks about love, he is still a lunatic.

Human dreams are absurd, but few dreamers could perceive this absurdity at the time. Alois used this unconsciousness to cover up all the loopholes in the experiment.

Now that everything is over, An Minghui recalled the past four months, and could easily pick out many unreasonable things from it.

For example, he is just a little-known ordinary researcher, why can he transfer to the Prometheus Research Institute, which makes everyone jealous?

For example, how could such an extremely important task as taking care of Alois be entrusted to a new member who just joined him?

In addition to these, there are many details that may seem strange now, but no one noticed them at the time.

In An Minghui's view, if his positions were reversed, he would never have thought of such a crazy approach even if he racked his brains.

"Alois, you're so reckless." The same sentence, he couldn't remember how many worlds he had said, "Do you know how dangerous it is?"

The person involved didn't show the slightest repentance, and even wanted to get closer to ask for a kiss, but An Minghui raised his hand to block it.

"Have you brought the matter to this point, have you thought about how to end it?" With a headache, he held Alois' cheeks with both hands, squeezing that indifferent and handsome face so hard that it deformed, It was only then that the opponent's tendency to lean forward was restrained, "The people in the entire research institute have been tricked by you. You treat everyone as your experimental materials, but they are not real experimental materials after all. You don't care if you do this. In any case, it has violated experimental ethics."

If it is placed before the end of the world, it will definitely be sued by the ethics committee to death.

"If you can't reach an agreement, you will be executed according to the post-test treatment specifications for clean-grade test subjects." Alois replied as a matter of course, "The used test materials must be treated accordingly before they can be discharged."

"It's a pity that I thought you were a hero like a savior." An Minghui simply pinched the opponent's face with his fingers, and pulled it to the sides to form a somewhat ridiculous grimace, "Don't be so cruel, Kate and the others didn't do anything, Why would you kill someone for no reason?"

"but--"

Alois was about to explain to him that this is the most convenient way, but was interrupted by An Minghui with a gentle smile: "You must be able to find other better solutions, can't you, my great genius ?”

As he spoke, those dark eyes looked at him intently, as if being watched by stars from all over the galaxy.

The experience of Mr. Alois at this moment can be roughly described by a very appropriate but not so appropriate sentence: Who can stand this?

"...I will delete all their memories of vaccine development." Mr. Dean compromised very easily, but he still retained a little sense of fighting for interests, and at the same time gave the price, "One person, one hour." After all Dealing with memory one by one is still a very troublesome thing.

"...You didn't think about such things before." An Minghui didn't let go of his hand pinching Alois' cheek, but his expression showed a little helplessness. In fact, even he himself thought about it. I don't understand why I can quickly understand what Alois's endless condition refers to within a second, "You will make me feel guilty for spoiling a good student."

Message from the developer: Dear executors, there are still three days before the end of this world, please plan your time well.

An Minghui:? !

Although he himself guessed that he might die soon, this was the first time that developer gave such a straightforward time reminder.

Speaking of it, it seems that I wronged the developer once before, but I didn't expect that the lack of my memory and task panel was not the fault of the other party.

"install?"

Looking back at Alois, An Minghui subconsciously explained: "It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy, I'll lie down for a while."

After fooling Mr. Dean, he lay down again, with his eyes open as if he was looking at the ceiling, but he was actually communicating with the mysterious developer.

"Why did you suddenly tell me the time this time?"

Developer Note: Even I occasionally want to give players a small reward for doing well.

"Okay, but I still have to apologize to you first, I blamed you by mistake before." An Minghui smiled helplessly, and sighed slightly, "Then may I ask by the way how I will die this time?" Lose?"

Message from the developer: As an antibody carrier, the bone marrow was forcibly extracted to death by people from the remaining survivor bases.This is the procedure I have prepared, and if you have other proposals that interest me, I can take them into consideration.

An Minghui: "..." This feeling of self-help death is really a bit subtle.

***

The final way of death is decided jointly by An Minghui and the developer—not necessarily, An Minghui just expressed his hope to leave this world in a more "kind" way, and the developer expressed that he would consider his suggestion.

In fact, when the two reached an agreement to end this topic, An Minghui immediately fell into a coma, so fast that he himself felt a little bit dumbfounded.

Before the brief exchange ended, he asked the developer one last question, which was the same question he had already asked, why did he have to tell him this extra information this time.

The other party's answer was: Our game rounds are running out, wouldn't it be great to give some Easter eggs to old players?

When he woke up from the coma, An Minghui saw Alois' bloodshot eyes as soon as he opened his eyes, and his face was so pale that it was frightening.The man was sitting by his bed, staring at the inspection report in his hand, and muttering to himself: "Impossible, this is impossible, it is impossible..."

The hands that have presided over countless high-risk experiments have never been so unstoppable trembling like now, and even made it easy for An Minghui to take his own test results from Alois.

Genetic collapse, virus replication speed is increasing exponentially, and various vital signs are declining rapidly... The possible reason for the reference given at the bottom is that the genes and body structure of non-supernatural beings are not enough to support the effectiveness of the vaccine.

This is also a very familiar technique, obviously unreasonable, but it makes people in it unable to find fault.

After all, he was mentally prepared, and An Minghui didn't feel too surprised. Compared with Alois, he seemed extraordinarily calm. After reading it roughly, he put the inspection report aside, lifted the Patted Alois' head lightly with his hand: "It seems that our time is coming."

Apparently, Alois couldn't accept this kind of statement. His reaction was unprecedentedly fierce. He grabbed An Minghui's hands vigorously, and said words that were so messy that he could hardly make a sentence: "No, there is still time, I will Yes, I'll make a vaccine that works, give me a week, no, three days, three days at most!"

"Three days, it's not even enough to go outside to recruit infected people who voluntarily participate in the experimental drug test."

"Research institute! I will use the materials in the research institute to conduct experiments, you don't need to worry, I will do everything well, and the results will come out soon, soon, and then—"

"Alois." He smiled and called the other party's name, interrupting the disorganized discourse, "I know, you have never failed, and what you want to study will always succeed, and I believe in you too. There must be a vaccine that works for everyone."

"But it will inevitably take some time in this process, and I may not be able to wait for that time. I am so sorry for not being up to date." One of his hands slipped from Alois' tightly grasped palm. Wiping away the tears that gushed out of the eyes for the person in front of me, the tone of the speech was still gentle and smiling, "Don't be so sad, you brought me out of that room and made me four months of life, you have fulfilled your promise to save me, but unfortunately I probably won't be able to fulfill my promise."

It was useless, no matter how he wiped it off, those tears would still keep coming out, wet that pale and hesitant cheek, looking a bit pitiful, but I had to admit that Alois looked a little more than usual Be more human, less like a sophisticated robot.

Alois has never been frustrated by the conclusion of a failed experiment, nor has he ever felt that a failed experiment can mean anything.Naturally, he never thought that the consequences of an experiment failure would be so disastrous that he could not bear it at all.

If four months ago he could have inspected it more carefully, down to every cell...

If it is said that he did not carry out follow-up experiments, it is not unnecessary...

Perhaps the hidden dangers of the vaccine can be discovered earlier, and there will be more time for rescue.

"Don't cry, you are a great hero who wants to create miracles and save the world." An Minghui pressed his forehead against Alois and comforted him, "It took eight months in total, thank you for your care You have done a good job, but I can't meet your expectations, forgive me? Don't think about those things in the remaining few days, how about calming down and being a idler with me?"

—but you are the only miracle I know so far.

——But the world has nothing to do with me, I just want to save you.

——But I still failed in the end.

The author has something to say: Dean's work diary:

Just this once, I gotta make a miracle