Timing will not suit your condition, even if you are a disabled person who has just woken up.

"The collection of body function data has been completed. The current value is lower than the average and is gradually rising..."

"The collection of body surface crystals has been completed and is being divided into two parts for analysis by the mystery team and the science team. The report of the mystery team is being compiled..."

"The genetic numerical sampling of "Wind" has been completed, and the true identity is unknown."

"..."

The person in charge in the white coat raised his eyebrows and put down the arm that was supporting his chest. The pain in his shoulders came as expected. The pained Ben Ling frowned, pulled his body up from the leaning position, and started typing on the keyboard.

.

She is the chief of the "Shadow Kill" biological research team. Her real name is Ren Ling, codenamed "Soul". She is also the eldest lady of the "Blade" family and the four-year-old younger sister of Xiao Renming.

Now 22 years old, a lazy homegirl with long hair and slightly fat body.

"Who is that! Throw me a can of Coke, I need to wake up."

There are many unwritten rules in the "Zhu Shen" base. In addition to a few consensus requirements, the most distinctive one is that "every staff member must have a 24-hour beverage vending machine, which must always have cans."

Pack a Coke."

This rule was set by Ren Ling. Putting aside the consequences of making some manufacturers rich overnight, only two parties knew the reason for complying with this rule. However, because the other party came too frequently, the staff also guessed

After all, his love for drinking Coke has become one of Yun Luoyan's labels.

After drinking a can of Coke, Ren Ling regained consciousness and wiped away his decadence, and started working on three screens. File pop-ups with logos popped up one after another on the large screen that had been vacant, and the entire research room seemed to have turned on the loudspeaker.

The sound of keyboard tapping and discussion sounded twice as loud as before.

"Xiao Xi."

The summons from the "lead singer" interrupted the mechanical music. Ren Ling was wearing headphones and gently twirling the microphone with her index finger and thumb. In the surveillance video on her left screen, Lin Shuwen, who had cooperated with the inspection, began to get dressed.

"Sister Ling."

"Help me pick up my brother."

"Hey, what's going on?"

""Feng", what do you plan next?"

"We are still discussing, I am going to work with Uncle Ye to keep him here."

"Feng Xuyuan?"

"Yes, it seems that they want to take Lin Shuwen to live in seclusion for a while. Uncle Ye is sending people there."

"Is that so, where is Feng Xuyuan? I'm going to go find her, please tell me a time."

"I'll pick you up in the research room in ten minutes. You'd better prepare a draft for me. After all, I'm not familiar with that troublemaker."

Perhaps because her brother is too capable, Ren Ling spends most of her time on the Internet and in the laboratory. In addition to the mild social barriers that nerds often have, the most criticized thing about her is that she always gets into trouble.

Anger at the other person's "words".

This means that she, who is proficient in all kinds of mainstream prophecies, also needs a "translator" with worldly feelings, that is, a capable brother who has worked her way up from the bottom.

Ren Ling hung up the call with a lazy look on her face. She stretched out and let the office chair creak under her weight. Her slender legs, which lacked exercise, rested on the desk. "Forging God" Biological Research Institute

The director just leaned back in front of his desk without any appearance, letting his office skirt twist around his waist, straightening the eyes of some newcomers.

In front of the glass facing the outside of the humanoid biology laboratory, Lin Shuwen, wearing a white hospital gown, was sitting in a wheelchair, turning his head to look at the machine that had just "stripped" him clean.

Different from the state when he just woke up, Lin Shuwen fell into a deep sleep again after Feng Xuyuan arrived. However, Lin Shuwen, who woke up after sleeping for two days, lost the body touch below the throat. In addition to the internal senses that maintain basic life, he

There is almost no physical presence felt.

To maintain daily living activities, he completely relies on the assistance of others and cannot take care of himself at all.

"Tap tap tap..."

The footsteps behind him turned Lin Shuwen's thoughtful gaze back. He looked at Feng Xuyuan who kept flipping through the papers in his hand, and tried hard to stretch the muscles on his face to make his expression less stiff.

"The inspection here is basically over. What do you want to eat for lunch?"

"As long as it's delicious..."

Lin Shuwen's eyebrows were lowered, and the voice coming out of his lips was hoarse and weak, like a tired tracker pulling a dead wooden boat on the beach.

Now, it's hard for him to even move his vocal cords.

"Well, the chef in the cafeteria made a pot of bone soup yesterday, and he took you to chew the bones!"

Relocking the phone with the screen on, Feng Xuyuan gently pushed her lover's wheelchair towards the canteen.

"That's not what I meant..."

"I know, it's delicious! Let's go eat delicious food!"

Feng Xuyuan interrupted Lin Shuwen's correction and defended her decision impatiently. She understood the understanding from her apprentice, but she was afraid of being understood by him.

Afraid that he will give up, afraid that he will accept his fate, afraid that he will donate all of himself to others.

People need desires to live, and good hopes that can be experienced, but Lin Shuwen is so "knowledgeable" that children like him can understand the language and understand the language.

Cooperating with lies, you may even cover up your pain with a disguise that is almost self-inflicted.

So she can only be strong and cut off the way he can dedicate himself. Even if it only has a little effect, even if it is just a small regret that he failed to achieve his wish, she must let the person she loves the most live with a soul!

"Sister Yuan..."

"Use the Soul Message Talisman to speak, don't waste your energy."

Feng Xuyuan put her face close to Lin Shuwen's neck and checked if there was anything wrong with the Soul Message Talisman paper stuck to his Adam's apple.

This is an invention derived from mysterious measuring technology. It can feel the energy flow of the human soul and translate it, converting the sound of thoughts into audible resonance, helping people who are inconvenient to speak communicate.

"Thanks……"

The air reverberating in the ears shook Yi Ren's body and mind. Feng Xuyuan lowered her eyes and silently raised her body. A few crystal points reflected the overly bright light and fell silently into the young man's eyes.

The wheelchair moved slowly forward, carrying two sobbing hearts.

Two hours later, when he heard the sound of a wheelchair, Ren Ming kicked his snoring sister awake next to him, opened the door to his office for the master and apprentice who were an hour late, and welcomed them in with a friendly smile. He was stretching on the sofa.

Ren Ling squinted her eyes and secretly looked at Lin Shuwen, who still had oil stains on the corners of his mouth, recalling the issues he discussed with his brother before going to bed.

"Turn on the security program. Shuwen is a little tired. Let's finish it quickly."

After hearing Feng Xuyuan's request, Ren Ming kept smiling, quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened the office's security program in the blind spot of Feng Xuyuan's field of vision, and at the same time dialed a string of garbled codes that had already been edited.

Several participants were joined for this conversation.

"Then I'll make a long story short..."

Someone's gaze made Ren Ming's words choke. At this time, Lin Shuwen turned his head and stared at Ren Ming. His gaze was dull, but it made him feel guilty, like a child who had done something bad.

The feeling of being exposed by your parents.

"Sister Yuan..."

"Use the Soul Message Talisman! What's wrong?"

"Can you put the "Hui" sword in my arms?"

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"Well, my throat seems a little dry and sore..."

"I told you to use the Soul Message Talisman..."

With a slightly angry expression on her face, Feng Xuyuan took out the "Hui" sword pendant from her chest, gently put it on Lin Shuwen's neck, and massaged the muscles near his vocal cords with her hands.

Sitting opposite the two of them, Ren Ming gently shook his eyelashes. Although Feng Xuyuan didn't see the meaning because of his sensibility, he had guessed a little bit of Lin Shuwen's thoughts after years of experience. But the problem was, this idea

It's too unrealistic considering his condition.

If his plan for the eventuality is really such a ridiculous plan as "use the "Hui" sword to kill out", then there is a fatal information point - Lin Shuwen is not actually as disabled as he appears.

"Do you need me to call the doctor? There is a teleportation array for my personal doctor in my office. Although the security program is turned on, it can block TNT explosives equivalent to 0.1kt, but if it is for peace, it will be connected

No human being can stop it."

"Thank you for your concern. I'm feeling much better."

Lin Shuwen smiled and nodded to Ren Ming. He heard the warning and attitude hidden in Ren Ming's words. The hint he just pretended was just a paper tiger. Now he has no means to gain combat effectiveness. Take the "Hui" sword

In your hands, it's just a bluff in negotiation.

In this first confrontation, both sides gained something from each other. Ren Ming allowed Lin Shuwen to calm down, while Lin Shuwen made Ren Ming think that he had a back-up plan.

"Then let me tell you directly. After our discussion, everyone suggested that you continue to stay. Firstly, the chance of "wind" recovery is higher here. Secondly, the risk of you returning to Siongshan is too great. I know where Miss Yuan is.

It is the seat of Dragon Vein of China, and we can understand "Feng"'s distrust of us after this annual meeting. After all, when I was thrown out by those old men in the name of training, all I thought about every day was how to survive.

And, how to kill those old guys."

Ren Ming did not lie. Back then, he was indeed thinking about revenge at every moment when he was trying to survive. Even the only thought that kept him alive was to kill his cruel father.

"As someone who has experienced it, I don't want to enlighten you with those big principles. You can only see this kind of thing for yourself. All I can do is give advice. You are still an important part of the "lady" sister's plan. If it is exposed,

Not only them, but also us Shadow Killers can..."
To be continued...