Looking straight at the black round muzzle pointing at him, Lin Xiang clearly felt the domineering aura and murderous intent emanating from Fang Yuhao.

She will undoubtedly shoot.

"You have five seconds left."

Fang Yujie still said coldly, her hands holding the gun showed no sign of letting go or shaking.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became dull and depressing. For some reason, Lin Xiang nodded heavily. He slowly raised his left hand, stroked the slightly lower part of his right shoulder, gently rubbed and pressed.

This simple action was a little puzzled at first. For a moment, she seemed to suddenly think of something, and the eyes released from her pupils flashed quickly. Some were surprised and some were shocked. But everyone who was familiar with her habits and style knew very well. Even at the worst time, these two things rarely appeared on her, let alone happened at the same time.

, "The wound has recovered well. You are still as beautiful as before, and still so cold."

Lin Xiang raised his head, looked at her, and smiled meaningfully.

Few people know the exact part of Fang Yujie bitten by a living zombie at that time. Those who once knew it should not have survived the nuclear war.

"Brandenburg Gate, don't know if it's still there?"

Lin Xiang's words have nothing to do with the question "Answer". The meeting with Qi Yue in Xijing has already made him understand how to communicate with friends more than a hundred years ago. There are too many factors that cannot be determined, and there is no definite evidence that the person who talks is really an old acquaintance, and in the most plain tone, narrating some dusty memories that others cannot understand is actually the best choice to break the deadlock.

"Ltd. Col. Hogan was a real soldier. But he didn't understand that the huge difference between ideals and reality could never be filled with personal efforts alone. There is no country in this world, let alone German and Aryan nations. I always think

.At that time, he should not die. Only by living can he have hope of rebuilding everything. Although the martyr is glorious and can even be sublimated at the spiritual and spiritual levels, he has no practical meaning after all."

Fang Yujie's hand holding the gun began to tremble, and then shook violently. It seemed that the slender white arms could no longer bear the huge weight of the metal gun body. With the tightening of the shoulders and the relaxation of the ligaments of the elbow joints, the exquisite PPK pistol also fell on the table with a "clang", splashing out a little tiny half-moon white dent, and slipped more than half a meter away towards the side of the table.

, it's you?"

She suddenly stood up, supported the edge of the table with her hands, her mouth and eyes twitched, and she said in disbelief: How is it possible?"

These things are the secrets of her and Lin Xiang. They will never be the topic and content of the talk with a third person in boredom or in the transcript. They can be told from the other person who looks exactly the same, and their identity is self-evident.

"There are many things in this world that seem impossible. However, they actually exist and are unquestionable."

Lin Xiang smiled, as if he did when he saw Qi Yue and showed his identity, he stretched out his right hand and said calmly: "What you see in your eyes is the most real existence."

Fang Yujie's face flushed, and the liquid that rapidly accelerated the flow rate in her blood vessels made her look full of uncontrollable intensity. She looked blankly at Lin Xiang's hand that reached in front of her, as if she wanted to hold it, but she was vaguely unable to believe it was true. Hesitation, ecstasy, shock, several thoughts instantly filled the brain, and were cleared clean in an instant, leaving only the hollow and muddy instinct consciousness "punched the tear glands that had almost lost their function, and the liquid was shining in the frame of her eyes.

For a long time, she had completely forgotten what it was like to "cry".

This should be a woman's patent. But "it doesn't apply to myself.

Life and death, separation and reunion, sadness and pain "no one can express anything. All sorrow and depression can only be accumulated in the heart" cannot be released, but can only be gradually forgotten and erased as time passes slowly.

Many times, she feels that she should not be a woman. Her weak and beautiful appearance does not bring her the respect and treatment she deserves. On the contrary, the strangeness around her,

Most of the men's eyes released a strong look like a wolf. They always hide in places they cannot see, grinding their teeth, polishing their claws, and ready to drag themselves into the nest alive and ravaging them wantonly. And those who should be friends, always talk about or see themselves, and their words and expressions always flow out of uncontrollable hatred and jealousy. Fang Yujie knows that she is very calm, but she doesn't know how many men regard themselves as their intentional objects. In reality,

g, love, and peach fantasy, changing corners becomes the target of being actually suppressed under one's body. Perhaps, this is the real reason for too many family discords, couples quarrels, and lovers separation. All the causes of conflict will eventually be pointed at yourself. Whether you have done it or not, whether you have truly made a promise to a man, whether you are intentionally or unintentionally, the culprit that causes disputes and covets is you! It is you! Or you! Don't refute, don't deny-

Bad guy!yin,fu!

Torn, shoes! Dressed in solemn coat, cheap, goods!

No one thinks she is a real scientist. No one thinks her daily work can be associated with unfathomable words such as "research" or "science". Although she is indeed doing things related to it, she will not be recognized at all. Like in the old days, outside the research room door, there are a few self-conceived handsome guys appearing every day, using various reasonable or nonsensical reasons to invite herself to have dinner, go shopping, and watch movies.

I am obviously much more familiar with New Beijing than them. There are no so-called restaurants here, the most nutritious and delicious meals, and only in the military cafeteria canteen can eat and shop. The surface of every building in the city is covered with huge pictures of the great leaders, as well as banners and slogans with various revolutionary slogans. As for the so-called movie watching

.Turn over and over again, there are only a few "baby movies" that have been reviewed by the political department. Instead of wasting time to see that kind of thing, it is better to stay in the laboratory and keep the Japanese av that you have been retained more than a century ago.

The huā that is placed at the door of the laboratory is constantly changing every day. Most of them are roses, and there are a few people who are unique and change to a few fresh lilies or camellias. Of course, these things cannot be bought from the market, and they cannot be picked from the wilderness. They all come from the indoor soilless cultivation farm at the Army Headquarters. Cultivating huā flowers does not actually consume much energy and resources. However, the military must specifically free up a small farm with an annual grain output of about 500 tons, specifically planting this type of unplanned "inner supply". To put it bluntly, it is actually to satisfy the romantic mood of young people in the privileged class.

In the wasteland world, fresh huā is nothing more than a luxury product that requires thousands of people to starve to death.

Fang Yujie believed that if she was not a parasite with eight-star strength, she would have long become a property occupied by a leader who used tough means.

Compared with the wasteland world outside, the new capital built by the Red Republic Army is undoubtedly a human society with sound systems and order.

There are laws and regulatory agencies here that must be tried before punishment can be executed. Although the personal will of the great leader is far above it, it is at least in some respects in accordance with the moral standards of the old era. However, in the final analysis, the state machine is a tool for personal will. But no matter what, the laboratory is completely independent of the political institutions. Only here is it truly suitable for one's own survival, and can also be in dull and darkness, or it should be said that it is the last pure land that is more hot than flames and can survive tenaciously in the red air that burns people alive.

,"you..

It has changed a lot."

Fang Yujie still sat upright behind the desk, desperately suppressing the movement and excitement deep in her heart, and tried her best to say in her usual steady and smooth tone: "Your changes are really big."

Office desks and chairs are essential props to conceal their strong emotions. With their existence, they can at least serve as a support to some extent, making their movements not so exaggerated and proactive. How to say it is like a child who gets into trouble usually hides in the wardrobe or corner, and quietly peeks through the wooden railing to see what kind of reactions the adults will make. His mood at this moment is similar to that of a three-year-old who just stole candy and wanted to pretend to be nothing. If it weren't for these simple tables and chairs, Fang Yujie would probably have fallen into Lin Xiang's arms now and made some bold moves that he would never dare to think about.

Love, or not?

Fang Yujie never thought about this problem.

Although her life has lasted for more than a century, her contact with Lin Xiang has been very short.

In fact, it will not exceed one hundred hours at most. But it was this man who gave her a second life, hope, and the greatest capital to continue to survive in chaos and desolation.

The word love, it seems, should not appear in Fang Yujie's dictionary at all.

There are many people who love her, but she has never had similar thoughts about anyone. To put it simply, she doesn’t feel anything.

Women and marriage are probably passed down from ancient times, two words linked by some mysterious force.

Fang Yujie is a human, and naturally has the emotions of human beings. She also needs to vent her ventilator after staying alone in the laboratory for a hundred years. Physiological needs can be achieved through external tools with electric current spikes to achieve the effect of auxiliary satisfaction. As for emotions, it is much more complicated.

She had considered choosing Qi Yue. But this was not realistic after all, there was an irreconcilable contradiction between Xijing and Xinjing. What's more, no matter from any perspective, Qi Yue was a qualified soldier, not an object suitable for emotional release.

Using Lin Xiang's genes, we can create a cabin that is called a substitute for "husband"?

This idea once occupied Fang Yujie's mind for a long time. She even used the best quality materials to create the most perfect embryo in the culture tank under impulse and expectation. It was not until the culture body formed and had to be instilled with consciousness that she woke up from the fanaticism and almost chaotic feelings.

※That is not the real Lin Xiang at all, nor is it just the partner he wants in his mind. It is just a biological robot without self-awareness and who completes fixed actions purely according to the predetermined program. Doing this is actually no different from satisfying himself with tools, xing and yu.

There is no more to do, except for essential important meetings, and most of the time, I spend in the laboratory. My biggest wish is to create a synthetic life form that is exactly the same as Lin Xiang.

Fang Yujie is much more sensitive and clearer about every slight change in Lin Xiang than others.

,"change?"

Lin Xiang subconsciously reached out and mocked his cheeks, smiled bitterly, and said, "Maybe."

"You're becoming brighter than before."

Fang Yujie returned to her plain and cold tone: "This can no longer be expressed by words like handsomeness. I don't know if you have discovered that while viruses change the strength of internal organs and cells in our body, they are also making our bodies and facial features more coordinated according to human aesthetic views. While they are parasitic, they are also affected by the host's own consciousness."

"Have you entered the well compared?"

Lin Xiang keenly heard the meaning hidden in her words.

"I've done experiments with giant rats."

Fang Yujie nodded: "The species characteristics of rats after injection of the desalination and transformation liquid are more obvious. In addition to the hard and sharp teeth and claws, the flexibility of the tail is also much more flexible than before. These aspects are the key factors for the female mouse to choose a mate, in our human words.

The male rat used for the experiment was very handsome."

Lin Xiang smiled unanimously, and the corners of Du Qu's mouth gradually returned to its original position.

Perhaps because he felt that the opening remark was enough to reconcile the dull atmosphere in the room, he thought for a few seconds and said seriously: "Why is it Li Yifeng and Rongguang?"

As guides, the two generals were very extravagant and difficult to explain even in the old era. What's more, Li Yifeng was the lieutenant general director who held the power of the Political Supervision Commission, and Rongguang was the highest-ranking general.

Fang Yujie's face had disappeared, and she returned to a slightly sickly pink and pale white.

She closed the scattered hair on her forehead and said lightly: "The attitude Xijing shows towards you is actually the biggest flaw."

Lin Xiang frowned. He didn't understand why Fang Yujie didn't answer his question directly, but instead talked about another unrelated thing?

"No one knows Qi Yue better than me."

Fang Yujie didn't care about the emotional changes on his face and continued: "He is a pure soldier. The noise you made in the Second Infantry Regiment is very loud. The main purpose of bringing you back to Xijing is to confirm that all this is not out of my instruction. You must know that although I did not leave Xinjing with him, I still maintained contact with each other. Jin Tianzheng and the military command would have almost no effect on him. If the Political Supervision Commission sent a horn without a special background, he would have been shot on the spot for revenge. This is even Jin Tianzheng's immediate family."

Hearing this, Lin Xiang nodded clearly: "So I can continue to take charge of the troops in Xijing, which seems to be a problem in your opinion."

, "I have checked all your files, from production numbers to resumes, it is normal. However, the intelligence and infiltration methods in the wasteland world are much simpler than in the old days. Advanced biotechnology makes replication and replacement possible. Even blood sample detection, there is no difference. Since you are not a lurking piece I sent, it will only be the infiltration personnel of a certain force. Qi Yue is a person with thick lines, and he will never let go of hostile targets like Jin Tianzheng or the Skeleton Knights. Using the method of exclusion, I can only classify you as a dark chess built by the Third Army in Xinjing. The purpose is of course to obtain enough food quotas from legitimate channels."

, "So, Li Yifeng and Rongguang are both yours?"

This answer was obviously unexpected. Lin Xiang sighed: "Since that's the case, why do you still let Jin Tianzheng go? Even Xijing cannot get enough supplies? I don't know much about the power struggle within the Red Republican Army. But Li Yifeng and Rongguang are both superiors who hold the heavy power. Since they are obedient to you, many things will be done...

...It shouldn't be difficult."

, "Jin Tianzheng must be alive. He is not yet dead."

Fang Yujie's answer surprised Lin Xiang: "He has never known his puppet identity, and he doesn't understand how much power Qi Yue and I actually have. Killing him is actually very simple, but for the moment, we can't do this."

, "Why?" Lin Xiang asked.

Fang Yujie did not answer, but looked at Lin Xiang silently, as if she wanted to see through his brain thinking and all the secrets hidden deep in her heart. Her slender and white fingers held each other and gently squeezed them.
Chapter completed!