Chapter 246 Old Knowledge

The night can cover everything.

Sin, kindness, evil, justice... In the face of the darkness, everything has lost its meaning. It cannot be seen, touched, and cannot find the way to the destination. It can only be as blind as blind. But no one can prove that this must be wrong. The road found by accident may be the right way to the predetermined place.

In the compartment south of the second floor of the city lord's residence, Lin Xiang and Liu Yuchen sat on both sides of the leather sofa. This is Lin Xiang's study, distributed in closets standing against the walls, filled with various old-time books collected from the ruins and the market. Although Lin Xiang could not read and study each book carefully, he at least knew the location of each book and could find them in the shortest time when needed.

At any time, knowledge is an indispensable source of energy to promote the progress of human society.

On the exquisite mahogany tea table in the middle of the sofa, there are two cups of steaming tea, and the pure tea soup with a slightly yellow color emits a pleasant and rich aroma. The radiation does not bring completely disaster to humans. The hairy tips picked from mutant tea plants taste much heavier than similar teas in the old era.

"Now, what are you going to do?"

Lin Xiang picked up the soft-soft porcelain teacup and turned his inquiring eyes to Liu Yuchen sitting opposite him.

"I don't know either."

Liu Yuchen shook his head with a sad expression: "I have no place to go. The City of Life No. 24 was captured, and President Josephine also fell into the hands of the rebels. The Joint Doctors Association still exists, but... it is no longer what it was."

Lin Xiang sat quietly and did not continue asking.

In his memory, Liu Yuchen is a collection of men full of sunshine, confident, and slightly proud. In some aspects, he is surprisingly similar to himself. He is handsome, strong, calm, cautious in thinking, bold and daring... If we compare the actual locations of the two people, Lin Xiang and Liu Yuchen are actually a complete soul, cut and divided into two twins belonging to different camps. At that time, Liu Yuchen, a senior deacon of the United Doctors Association, was in the bright, and Lin Xiang, who was busy expanding Yinyue City, was in the dark. As for now... the former's identity has been changed to black that must be hidden in the dark, while the latter has been able to walk on the front stage and face the white bright light that is fearless.

"You should come to me earlier."

Lin Xiang sighed softly, slowly put the teacup in his hand back to its original position, and said, "I will give you enough help at any time."

Liu Yuchen's eyes became deep, and there was a bit of sadness in it: "I have the same feeling as you. Otherwise, I would not have taken the initiative to give you a lot of assistance when I first met. Because of this, I have never contacted you. Doing that... will cause you big trouble. You must know that the people of Chris may still be looking for me. If..."

“We are friends—”

Lin Xiang blocked all the parts that Liu Yuchen had not finished speaking. In this era, "friend" was a very rare and almost completely extinct word. However, it still has the value of existence.

Liu Yuchen did not continue to be stubborn. He nodded silently and slowly sucked the slightly cool tea in the cup. After a few minutes, he put down the cup, sat upright, breathed a long sigh, and said, "Can you arrange a place for me to live?"

"no problem."

Lin Xiang smiled and picked up the teapot, filled his empty cup, and said, "In this city, you can choose freely."

"I need several special supply of strong current lines, a complete set of bioanalyzers and various medical devices, incubators and refrigerators must also be equipped. In addition, the location is better to be more secretive and don't let outsiders know."

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Yuchen expressed his request one by one.

"I'm going to make preparations. However, the instruments may not be complete. You know, those really precise and expensive things are all in the hands of the Joint Doctors Association."

Lin Xiang continued to smile and nodded.

"I need to study this agent as soon as possible to figure out its specific characteristics and aptamer requirements. Although President Josephine insisted on dying, I couldn't sit idly by. No matter how strong Cricks is, he is just a parasite. As long as he can evolve into a more advanced existence than him, I can get back to the entire Union of Doctors. The reason why Josephine gave me the ring representing the president's power was probably...for this reason."

Liu Yuchen took out a metal tube from his close-fitting pocket, placed it gently in the palm of his hand, and muttered to himself thoughtfully.

"Parasites will...ordinary people..."

Lin Xiang's visual focus was also concentrated on this small metal tube, shaking his head lightly.

He did not believe in the effect of this medicine, but felt that a few drops of liquid could completely change a person's destiny. From birth to death, from wealth to poverty, everything is in the dark.

"I don't know if it's feasible. President Josephine was the greatest medical scientist and biologist of the old era, and even she didn't complete the research project...I, I, I, I have no confidence."

Liu Yuchen's voice became more and more low. After a brief silence, maybe it was to find a more relaxed topic! He raised his head and smiled: "I really didn't expect that you would actually use powerful anesthetics to deal with people with "claws" in that occasion. I have met Klester, who is very powerful. I have studied your blood sample. Your evolution is very fast, your strength has reached the same level as him, and even stronger. I'm very surprised, why don't you choose to fight directly? Instead, you go around in a circle and spend your energy to get a banquet, do show, and drug it. You can first kill Stewart and Murphy, who are weaker, and then face Klester head-on."

"You are right. However, I don't have any information about them. I'm not sure if they will have any unpredictable tricks. I can only resolve this crisis with the most reliable and confident method. Although the process is a little more cumbersome, it's very safe."

Lin Xiang's expression became solemn: "You should understand that I am not alone now, nor a lone man in the wilderness. I rule the lives of more than 100,000 people. Many of them are friends like you. I am familiar with them and they respect me. If I die due to some accident, the place will soon fall into chaos. Therefore, before fully establishing a complete order and complete social structure, I must live. I cannot take risks, nor dare to take risks."

"...You want to leave here?" Liu Yuchen keenly looked for the hidden meaning from his words.

"Maybe! Not sure yet."

Lin Xiang stood up from the sofa, walked slowly to the window, looked at the dark sky west of the city, and said with some emotion: "What should I do if those former friends suddenly become enemies...?"

...

The wall painted with lime, the ceiling of the same color, the tube-shaped lamp emitting a blazing light, and the whole room was full of dazzling whiteness.

It was not comfortable to be directly exposed to strong light. Klester frowned and squeezed out a gap covered by eyelashes from the middle of his closed eyelids, but was directly pierced by the sudden and violent light. The dry and sore corner muscles of the eyelids immediately contracted, allowing the slightly opened eyelids to close again. The world that vision could touch returned to the entanglement between darkness and light, but could never see clearly the state.

He felt like he was lying on a bed and wanted to sit up, but found that his whole body could not move.

The mind is in chaos, and all kinds of inexplicable thinking are like thousands of ants moving back and forth in the brain space. Countless familiar and strange scenes, like movies played by a broken machine, fly over strange scenes where light and dark are mixed without any rules. Hundreds of faces that have been seen or even never recognized are constantly flashing in the space of consciousness. They outline extremely strange environments and outlines of things, and all the pictures in the mind are from the depths.

One is made of color blocks, dark, bright, haze, bright... On one side is the sunny old sky, and on the other side is the wasteland full of death and ruined breath, shrouded by gloomy gray and thick radiant clouds. They chase each other in Klester's mind, biting and gnawing, as if two terrible monsters who never die, trying every means to devour each other, but were covered in cruel and crazy tearing and shattering.

The head hurts as if it could explode at any time.

Klester tried hard to adjust his feelings. He turned his shoulders and tried to avoid the strong lights that shot straight from his head. Within the faint and hazy vision, the surrounding scenery gradually became clearer as the width of his eyelids opened.

This is a large room with an area of ​​about 80 square meters. The ground is covered with white and smooth tiles. As for what supports your body, it seems to be a cold and hard bed that is very high from the ground.

Klester felt his wrists and ankles being fixed. It seemed to be a thin, strong metal reed that stuck tightly and squeezed the muscles with pain every time they twisted.

I smelled a strong smell of disinfectant from my nose.

Obviously, the place where you are should be a hospital or clinic.

The end of the memory chain is frozen at the banquet scene of the conference hall of the office building in Hidden Moon City. On both sides are the bodies of Stewart and Murphy. There are also cups and plates of chaotic strips, overturned barbecue plates, tilted wine glasses, and sauce-colored sauces flowing on the table.

Now, everything is blank. White light, white walls, white ceilings. Klester can even see the skin on his abdomen and legs, which are also as pale as death.

The temperature in the room was not cold, but he kept trembling.

My body was still sore and weak. There was no doubt that while I was in a coma, those damn guys must have injected themselves with more anesthetics.

Klester is a very ruthless person. The feeling of "fear" has not appeared in his concept of thinking for a long time. This is actually normal - a nine-star parasite does not have anything to fear. They firmly occupy the highest end of the earth's biological chain, and even the strong and savage mutant beasts cannot be their opponent.

No matter how powerful a parasite is, it still cannot escape from the scope of human beings. As long as it is human beings, it has weaknesses.

As long as one injection of anesthetic is given on time every day, Kleist will always remain sore and weak, lying in bed as an ordinary person, unable to move.

Klester's thinking became more and more irritable. Human evolutionary processes and physiological concepts have made the subconsciously have a special sense of dependence on clothes. Even without restraint, prisoners held naked will develop stronger panic and fear than prisoners wearing clothes. Klester's shaking became larger and larger. He opened his mouth, shouted and cursed desperately, and did everything possible to make enough attractive noise. It was too quiet here and the tone of the room was terrible. He had to do something to suppress the almost collapsed fear in his heart.

The door facing the top of the head is pushed open from the outside to the inside, and then expanded to a width sufficient to enter and exit.

Klester tried to turn his eyes up as much as possible, wanting to see who was coming in clearly? The eyeballs that had exceeded the limit of tolerance caused a strong sense of dizziness to pull the nerves. The eye muscles that were stretched to the limit suddenly retracted, forcing the eyelids to close again. Although the entire face was trembling under the nerves, he still opened his eyes again and extended the range that could reach his sight.

Judging from the sound of footsteps, there should be two people entering the room.

"Sir Vice President, how are you thinking?"

Lin Xiang's familiar voice came from above his head.

The high-hanging heart suddenly fell to the point of practice. Kleist closed his tired eyes, exhaled a long sigh, and said in an indifferent voice: "You can't get anything you want from me. If Brooke is still alive, then there is still a possibility of arguing between us. You killed my only son... Do you think I will obey your orders?"

Lin Xiang slowly walked to the bed, lowered his head, spread his hands on both sides of the bed, leaned forward, looked down at Klester, and suddenly curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled. In his smile, there was an indescribable and weird charm.

He put his lips close to Kleister's ear and said one by one: "It is indeed commendable to adhere to principles. For now, no matter whether your stubbornness is due to anger or loyalty to the "claws", I should respect this strict secret practice. However, I also have my own bottom line. I need to know what I want - now-"

Klester closed his eyes and turned his face to the side. Lin Xiang's breath was filled with masculinity that was unique to men, and his clean mouth did not emit an uncomfortable odor. But Klester could not withstand the intense pressure that was close at hand, and the two aggressive, sharp eyes like lightning and swords.

Lin Xiang stared at him. After a long time, the expression on Klester's face still did not change.

"I said, someone will let you speak."

Lin Xiang took a deep breath and said calmly: "I gave you a chance, but you don't cherish it, or you should say you don't need it at all... Hehehehehe! When we meet again next time, I hope you won't continue to be stubborn as you are now, respected Vice President Klester."

After saying that, Lin Xiang smiled and turned sideways and made a "please" posture: "Let me introduce it. From now on, Dr. Sutland Walker will be fully responsible for your diagnosis and treatment."

"Discussion?"

Kleist grabbed the word that sounded strange, and tried to turn his body as far as possible to see another person walking into the room clearly.

"You are now in the special underground nursing room at Yinyue City Hospital. As the first patient here, you should feel honored."

Lin Xiang maliciously reached out his hand and patted Kleist's wrinkled cheek, "Hehehehe" said with a smile: "You have just been diagnosed with a large-scale neurological injury. In terms of treatment, Dr. Rand Walker is an expert."

As he said that, he took a step back and gave up enough space. As he entered Klester's sight, was Rand Walker's slightly thin, gentle, friendly smile.

"Yes... it was you?"

Klester's pupils suddenly tightened, his muscles tightened, his eyes were filled with horror, and he howled in fear: "Sut? You...you, you, you, aren't dead?"

Rand Walker's soft eyes scanned Klester's body from top to bottom. He pulled his right hand out of his black coat, and his slender thumb bent into a circle, and he bounced Klester's high genital tip mockingly. The sudden stimulating nerves caused the blood vessels coiled on the surface of the *** instantly to shrink, shaking left and right in the pain.

"I will stay alive until you die." Rand Walker smiled expectantly, very hideous.

The thick blood vessels on Klester's neck were beating, and his violently undulating chest showed that his body was consuming much more oxygen than usual. After a few minutes, he slowed down his voice as much as possible and asked tremblingly: "You, you, what do you want? That thing... you, you can't blame me. I, I just took Rockefeller's money. You should understand, I, I, I..."

"I understand, you are a patient."
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