After sending Yang Song and Zhang Fusheng away, Mr. Liu sighed with relief and sat on the chair next to Duan Yulin again. He looked at his former friend with a complicated expression. Duan Yulin was not invited by Mr. Liu, nor Zhang Fusheng or even Zhang Fusheng.
Others sent it here, but he came here on his own. The reason is so simple that anyone with a little bit of brains can guess it. Duan Yulin just didn't want to die.
"Old man, is this worth it?" Mr. Liu said with a bitter smile.
Duan Yulin opened his eyes, no longer looking at Yang Song with a gentle expression before, but with a firm and indomitable look. He struggled to get up, but did not have the ability, so he could only lie on the bed and look at Mr. Liu, who was pulling him hoarsely and
A weak voice said: "I don't want to die."
"Who wants to die, but you don't need to be in such a hurry." Mr. Liu pursed his lips and said.
Duan Yulin stretched out his trembling hand, grabbed Mr. Liu's hand, and said: "We must be anxious... I cough, I know I won't live long, I must be the earliest, I am not willing to die like this!"
"What's there to be unwilling to do...we've already got everything we want?" Mr. Liu fully understood the mood of his old friend in front of him, but it was a little hard to accept the methods he used.
"Ha! Ahem! No! You got it, you know? Looking at...looking at you now, I feel jealous. I also want to recover, I have to fight! You know, even if it's my turn,
We have to wait until the ten digits are reached. How many people can enter the dream world at one time? Every quota is precious! I...cough! Cough! Cough!" Duan Yulin said excitedly, covering the whole room.
The plastic cover on his mouth was covered with saliva and thick phlegm that had been sprayed unconsciously from his mouth. Mr. Liu was heartbroken when he looked at it.
"Okay! Okay! I understand! I will do my best to help you!" Mr. Liu held Duan Yulin's hand tightly. Only then did he realize that he had made the right bet, and how lucky he was to stand by while others chose to watch.
At that time, only Liu Lao and three other old men were willing to support Zhang Fusheng's experiment with their own bodies. The results were naturally obvious. Zhang Fusheng was right. Yang Song's dream had something that could not be explained by all the existing scientific and technological power of mankind.
The magical effect is that as long as you get the chance to enter this dreamland, you will have the opportunity to be reborn!
"Thank you! Thank you!" Duan Yulin lay on the bed happily. Mr. Liu walked out of the door with a complicated expression. He saw the children of the Duan family who had been waiting outside the door and said with a wry smile: "Take good care of him and make sure he lasts until next time."
Enter the dream world."
"Yes! Mr. Liu!" Duan Yulin's eldest son nodded solemnly in response. Mr. Liu shook his head and left with a sigh.
His old friend's desire for health exceeded Mr. Liu's imagination. He had never realized that his friend actually had this side. He still remembered that not long ago, he and he were discussing on the hospital bed whether he would go to hell after death.
He started a revolution and extended his career to hell, but now? He found that he didn't recognize this old friend.
Feeling the urge to defecate, Mr. Liu walked towards the toilet. His sons and grandchildren beside him immediately stood up and tried to help Mr. Liu, but they were pushed away by Mr. Liu and said with a smile: "Look how healthy I am now? Where do I need your support?"
?I said, you all go back, you don’t have to stay here anymore, I’m in very good health now!”
Looking at Mr. Liu's straight waist, all the children of the Liu family behind him sincerely lamented the magic of Yang Song's power. Before coming here, didn't they have the same gambling mentality as Mr. Liu?
It's just that they won the bet, and the other two families had already left Longteng Base to attend the funeral.
Sitting on the toilet, Mr. Liu murmured: "Old Duan, I have been fighting for my whole life. I never thought that you would want to fight again until you die. Even if I risk my life, I will help you win. I hope
We can play chess together next time..."
Perhaps because he was too healthy, Mr. Liu went to the toilet for half an hour. His descendants gathered around the toilet and shouted in fear. If they had not received Mr. Liu's response, they would have rushed into the toilet to save people.
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"It's strange, why are there so many this time..." Mr. Liu smiled bitterly, flushed the filth in the toilet, and then returned to the embrace of his family.
This toilet is not that surprising. It can be seen from the white ceramic appearance that this toilet has not been used many times. The cleaners who clean it every day ensure that this small toilet is spotless. Mr. Liu is also a person who loves cleanliness.
As a result, this toilet is still clean even though it has just been used.
But a small gray mouse actually came out of such a toilet. This mouse twitched its small nose and crawled around trying to find some food. God knows how this mouse got in, but it just
It sneaked in, and it slowly climbed up the toilet seat, stood upright with its legs propped up on its body, and kept twitching its nose. It must be very hungry.
It's just that the mouse was disappointed, because it didn't smell anything, so it could only crawl down to the ground in disappointment. But just when it fell to the ground, it heard an unusual sound, which seemed to be
Gulu Gulu, it seemed like it was Grigri again. It was convinced that there was something in the toilet, so it took a few steps back vigilantly, and then retracted into the small gap through which it entered the toilet.
In fact, the sound in the toilet only lasted for a few seconds, and then disappeared, as if there was nothing in the toilet.
Now that Duan Yulin's matter has been resolved, Zhang Fusheng naturally does not need to keep Yang Song and let Yang Song go back. When Yang Song walked out of the door, he saw Luo Zan standing by the door and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was originally a bodyguard.
, now with the strong spirit given by the dream world, he can follow him without sleep for three days and three nights, and it is impossible to get rid of him.
"Can you hide it?" Yang Song smiled bitterly.
Luo Zan glanced at Yang Song calmly and said, "In such a narrow place, even if I hide, you will still find me."
Yang Song said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I just want to be alone and quiet..." Thinking of this, Yang Song's eyes lit up. Since he wanted to have some quiet time, that place was naturally the best place to go.
"Luo Zan, do you want to eat McDonald's?" Yang Song said with a smile.
Luo Zan was stunned for a moment, then said: "I'm not hungry..."
"It's okay, just stay with me." Yang Song dragged Luo Zan toward the elevator without saying a word.
McDonald's is still the same as before, but this time in front of Yang Song, Chen Mo changed from Chen Mo to Luo Zan, who looked cautious. He grabbed the hamburger, looked at Yang Song again, and said: "Mr. Yang, I think it's better to go back
Better, the foreign guest is still waiting for us."
"Don't go, don't you feel comfortable here?" Yang Song shook the Coke bottle. Although this McDonald's store is actually about the same size as an ordinary restaurant, or even smaller, it can give Yang Song an extra sense of stability.
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"...No." Luo Zan glanced at the people passing by outside and the staff in the store. Most of them were looking here calmly. Luo Zan knew that they were looking at Yang Song, but sitting in front of Yang Song, naturally
It has also become a target for viewing.
Yang Song waved his hand and said: "Don't worry about them. Why don't you let them watch without paying for the food? I mean, this is the only place in the entire base that does not have cameras installed."
The corner of Luo Zan's mouth twitched, and he looked at Yang Song sucking the straw with a comfortable look. He really wanted to remind the young man in front of him that Longteng Base would not allow this kind of thing to happen, and there would definitely be cameras here.
However, when the words came to his lips, he retracted them. He had not forgotten Yang Song's introduction to him. This was a McDonald's owned by Chen Mo. It was not allowed to install cameras. Maybe it was possible.
"This is a big omission. I will report it to Team Leader Zhang later." Luo Zan made up his mind.
Yang Song looked at the people outside, shaking his Coke as if he was drinking. Only after getting used to being monitored all the time, did he realize that being able to not be monitored is a kind of happiness, even if ordinary people are not qualified to be monitored.
of.
"In comparison, I would rather be an ordinary person." Yang Song said to Luo Zan.
"We all hope you are an ordinary person." Luo Zan heartily agreed with Yang Song's idea.
Yang Song sneered and said mockingly: "Then you are ignorant. Now they don't think so. As long as nothing happens to me, they will find that the benefits they can get from me outweigh the disadvantages I bring."
many."
Luo Zan didn't know anything about the various experiments in Longteng Base, so he naturally didn't know that Yang Song was talking about those who wanted to save lives with the help of his strange dream. He thought Yang Song was talking about the luminous creature they brought out from the dream world.
book and glowing spear.
"Luo Zan, let me ask you a question, if your relatives died because of me, would you hate me?" Yang Song suddenly asked.
"Yes." Luo Zan said without hesitation. As a soldier, he naturally has his own blood, but he is a soldier after all. He added: "But I will not disobey orders from above!"
"You are so obedient..." Yang Song sighed. For people like Luo Zan, whose country is bigger than his own, it is meaningless to discuss this. He found that he didn't even have a person to talk to now, as if he was the only one who existed in his life.
All that is left is the word "heavy responsibility".
"On this dream trip, there are a total of people who died because of me... I calculated, well, 831 people, they all died because of me." Yang Song counted with his fingers.
Luo Zan didn't look surprised. A mere 800 people were nothing to their soldiers. On the contrary, he felt that Yang Song was lucky to be killed by Bonnie only a dozen times. The sacrifice of more than 800 people would be a substitute for one.
Traitors who may be in great danger at any time are too good a deal, not to mention that nearly two-thirds of them are foreigners.
"As for the people who became disabled because of my broken hand, there are 196 people, almost 200 people. If I hadn't persisted, they would have died. Do you think if they knew, would they thank me or hate me?" Yang
Song asked again.
Luo Zan frowned. It was really hard to say, but he still gave what he thought was the answer: "I should thank you. After all, there is no need for you to fight with a broken body."
Yang Song lay on the table, suddenly twitched his brows and said, "Let's go, I've thought of where to go."
"Ah? I haven't eaten yet..." Luo Zan couldn't laugh or cry as Yang Song dragged him to the elevator again.