"So that's it." Bu Ran immediately understood why Xia Liang was so excited when he saw Director Zhang, tears streaming down his face, and he couldn't even speak. "So?" he asked, when he asked this question.
I felt very uneasy: "The purpose of bringing me here is that you hope that I can assist your research work in order to try to replicate this special physique?"
Sensing his nervousness, Director Zhang shook his head again, and the smile on his face became more kind: "I just hope you can become our cadre."
Bu Ran couldn't understand again. The tips of his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, but the worry in his heart did not diminish. He listened in silence as he continued to speak.
"You have met our cadre." Director Zhang said, "I think you must still remember that beautiful purple mist. Her name is Chu Qing."
Bu Ran was surprised again: "She is the same person as me?"
"That's right." Director Zhang looked at him with eyes full of admiration: "People like you have an extremely keen sixth sense and are born with stronger physical fitness than others. What you invest in physical training
I don’t have a lot of energy, right? But I still passed the first grade in the physical fitness test easily.”
"Is that so?" Bu Ran could only admit that he was right. He obviously hated physical exercise, but he could easily get better test scores than those who trained hard. He also thought about the reason.
However, it was ultimately explained as genetic advantage.
"You are more evolved human beings. The future of this world should belong to you." Director Zhang suddenly changed the subject: "But now, it is controlled by some villains with dirty behavior. So we must start from them.
Take it back from your hand."
"Haha." Bu Ran sneered in his heart, what the hell is this, but he still pretended to be interested: "It sounds very exciting. But... what should be done specifically?"
"If there are enemies, defeat them." Director Zhang said: "This is not a fantasy. Because you have amazing control over your body. Through the biotechnology we have mastered, you have unlimited possibilities.
"
That fog.
Bu Ran couldn't help but think of the fog that trapped them in a dilemma. She was a cadre, someone like him, and her name was Chu Qing.
If you could control your body to that extent, what kind of life experience would it be?
"That is to say," Bu Ran said: "If I am willing, you can modify my body through some means. In this way, I can have another life form, a mist, or something else. In short
, can you switch freely when necessary?"
Director Zhang asked back: "Aren't you happy?"
Bu Ran pondered for a moment, thinking about how to organize the answer more appropriately: "My life will definitely change because of this, and I must seriously consider it. You should know something about me, and you know that I have a relatively pessimistic attitude towards the future, and I have always had a pessimistic attitude toward the future.
Act cautiously. So, can you give me some time?"
"Yes, we have indeed been paying attention to you for a long time. Are you pessimistic about the future? This is normal. Not only you, I think so too, and more and more people will think so in the future. Maybe it is reality. Think about it quickly
Rising human mutation rates? Oh my God.”
Director Zhang shook his head and looked heartbroken.
Bu Ran asked: "You obviously have more advanced biotechnology. Do you have any definite information about the abnormal increase in mutation rate?"
"This is too complicated, and it's difficult to draw a highly certain conclusion, except for one thing." Director Zhang's voice deepened, sounding even more disgusted: "It has something to do with those despicable people."
"Despicable villain? Oh, by the way, wait a minute, I think your reversal technology can very well solve the safety problems caused by human body mutation. Why hasn't it been made public?" Bu Ran asked. "Even if you charge sky-high patent fees,
, it’s much more useful than being bitter and resentful here, right?" - Of course, he swallowed the second half of the sentence in his stomach.
"It's a long story." Director Zhang let out a long sigh. As he spoke, he led Bu Ran and Xia Liang to an elegant lounge and made a "please" gesture to the sofa:
"Let's sit down and talk slowly."
Bu Ran sat down obediently and pretended to be very interested in the information provided by Director Zhang. After all, the replica Captain Guo, whom he had high hopes for, might not be able to arrive for a while.
on site.
Xia Liang obediently made tea for the two of them. Beautiful tea. Due to the full absorption of water, a beautiful Miaoren flower bloomed at the bottom of the two six-sided cups, which were as crystal clear as snowflakes.
Director Zhang rolled up his sleeves to expose his wrists.
His wrist is changing color.
First, it was a waxy yellow color slightly similar to that caused by blood loss, then turned green, and then turned black. This change started from the wrist and slowly extended to the entire palm.
His palms were drying up. The skin was wrinkled on the finger bones, and the nails were deformed and lengthened into the shape of an eagle's talons, and they were still those kind of weathered eagle talons.
The scratching must have been very powerful. Bu Ran felt a little disgusted, and he rubbed his cheeks to make sure that the disgusting expression was not exposed on his face.
He feels that acting is very tiring. If he persists for a long time, his facial muscles will feel a little stiff. When this guy finishes speaking, he must find a chance to be alone for a while to naturally restore some energy.
"You saw it too." Director Zhang lit up the mutated claw, grasped it, released it, and then lowered it down again so that it could slowly return to normal. "I am also a semi-alien."
Bu Ran nodded. Maybe this was a gang composed purely of semi-foreign people, he tried to guess.
"The suffering I have endured as a half-different person," Director Zhang said in a low voice, as if he was caught in some painful memories: "...those eyes with extreme disgust, or the attitude of retreating, I am afraid that only those who are the same are half-different.
Only people can truly understand.”
Bu Ran tried hard to recall whether he had inadvertently shown a look of disgust and a withdrawn attitude just now. It seemed not, so he breathed a sigh of relief and was glad that he had calmed down.
"This... strictly speaking cannot be called discrimination, because they are afraid. But few people have thought that as half-alien people, we actually bear greater fear in our hearts because our bodies are already unstable. They
I feel that mutants are like time bombs dropped in the crowd." At this point, Director Zhang made a gesture of planting a bomb. "But for us semi-human beings, those alienated and diseased tissues are like
It’s a time bomb installed inside your own body.”
Then he sighed again. "To deal with time bombs in the crowd, it's very simple. Just stay away, or put up a semi-no-entry sign. If you are unlucky and encounter an explosion, the worst is to shoot.
If you are not sure, security departments at all levels will rush to the scene to help dismantle them. But what can we do about these time bombs growing on ourselves?"