There was a long silence in the cabin.

Due to her death too early, many things are something that Wang Xiaoli has never tried. Even if she wants to try it now, she cannot do it due to physical limitations. "Explorer One" stores a large number of film and television works from the Earth era, and injecting kisses and hugs are not uncommon. The things between men and women are also valued by unscrupulous directors as the biggest selling point. When Wang Xiaoli watched such videos, she felt problems such as heartbeat faster and endocrine disorders more than once. Although she forcibly controlled her heartbeat to return to normal and injected nutrient solution to replenish the body, she still had an indescribable strange feeling echoed in her mind.

Some primitive things, even robots, cannot be spared. Perhaps, this is the origin of creatures.

"Grandma, do you love grandpa?"

"Of course, that old ghost was the only person who had ruined me in his life. My favorite thing at that time was to tie him to the bed and pull him out his beard one by one."

"This should be a sign of hating him?"

"Silly kid, have you heard of something? Beating is a kiss and scolding, and love."

"Grandma, what do you mean is that if I see Grandpa, I will tie him up and clean up?"

"Little girl, I know you can understand me. If you really dare to do that, your grandfather will deal with you miserably. Believe me, he is never ruthless in this regard."

Wang Xiaoli was just making jokes with Ye Ying, and of course she wouldn't really do such things. The long space flight was too boring. When you were tired of watching movies and playing games, the best way to pass the time between the two of them.

The grandparents and grandchildren laughed and had a quarrel for nearly an hour, and Wang Xiaoli asked excitedly: "Grandma, why did you leave grandpa and get on the boat alone? Dad once asked you this question, and you always said that it was your responsibility. But I don't think it's like it."

Ye Ying was a little surprised: "Oh why?"

"You always say that you have friends on another planet that need help. This kind of thing can be done if you change your grandfather. Men are born with a sense of responsibility than women, so they should naturally bear this kind of thing."

The granddaughter's rumor made Ye Ying silent. After a long time, she slowly said: "If I don't come, he must come. This is a matter of choosing one of two things, a responsibility, and no one can shirk responsibility."

Wang Xiaoli's virtual face showed an incomprehensible expression: "Then why wasn't grandpa doing this, but you?"

Ye Ying seemed to have expected this question from her granddaughter. She turned around and stared at the faint blue virtual eyes quietly, her face full of tenderness and smile.

"Didn't I say it? If I don't come, he must come. And I, his wife."

Academy of Sciences, Office of the President.

Wang Qinian leaned against a wide high-backed chair and stared at the visitor sitting opposite him.

It was a very old man. His hair was almost gone, with only a few snow-white hair left. He was very thin, with wrinkles on his face as deep as a knife, covered with traces of time wiping and destroying, but the wrinkles on his hands seemed to be floating, covered with dark yellow and black patches. He was too old and almost lost the ability to control his hands and feet, so he could only sit in a wheelchair and push the room by the guards. Under the light, his cheeks fell down on both sides, and his lips, which had lost too many teeth, looked cramped, and his crooked mouth even dripped from time to time.

"I really didn't expect that you would become like this."

Wang Qinian scratched the smooth polyester hood. The layer of things was very hard, without capillaries and nerve distribution, and would not feel itchy or painful at all. This action was purely a habit and had nothing to do with physiological reactions.

The old man in front of him was an acquaintance of Wang Qinian and Su Hao. Although he was old, he could still see a bit of what he looked like back then between the wrinkles and dark spots.

He is Sibo.

"I didn't expect myself to become like this."

Sibo shook his head with self-deprecating swaying his sharp eyes like a knife on Wang Qinian: "Time is the most terrifying thing in the world. I have always believed that this statement belongs to poets and artists, and it was not until now that I discovered that this rule applies to everyone, including me and you."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk you are really getting more and more able to talk."

Wang Qinian's expression was calm, and there was no sign of any turmoil, but he still spoke harshly as before: "It seems that you are not doing well with Yuan Zhicheng, and now you are a brigade general, and you are still half-dead. I think you should be a lieutenant general and a general, still full of vitality, and are the role that young girls are scrambling to sacrifice themselves."

Sibo turned his head, glanced at the brigadier general badge on his shoulder, and said lightly: "This erpaper was just worn two weeks ago. I have been in the seats of colonel and lieutenant colonel for more than 80 years. I have been promoted and lowered, lowered and higher, back and forth, and repeated...After hearing this, are you very happy?"

"happy?"

Wang Qinian shook his head and replied: "How come you have such a weird idea? Yuan Zhicheng has always been a tyrannical guy. It has always been his preference for turning the general into a soldier and then turning the soldier into a general. From the surface, this is called controlling power. In essence, this is just fucking playing with smart people as fools."

The sarcasm hidden in the old fat man's words was too obvious. Although Sibo's emotions did not change, he grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair tightly, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were prominent and kept beating.

"I'm here today, not trying to argue or hear you say this."

Sibo tried hard to control his emotions, staring at Wang Qinian with his eyes fixed on him: "I have been looking for a way to become the strongest person. I once gave up everything just to get a fifth-level enhancement potion. Later, I found that that ability is not worth mentioning in front of the evolved people. Moreover, it will be restricted by time. Strengthening people will eventually grow old, and death is still inevitable."

"You're right, time is fair to everyone."

Wang Qinian nodded maliciously. He raised his left hand, twisted the joint of the left elbow with his right hand, and threw it like a toy in the air, saying temptingly: "Haha, want to stay young forever? In fact, it is easy to do it, as long as it is like me. I can help you change another body. The material is made of the latest and successful high-strength alloy, right, just like me."

"Many data on semi-mechanical semi-biotechnology have been made public. Although the military has not fully mastered it, the effect after implementation is not too bad.

Sibo's expression was still calm: "If I just pursue old age and never die, I would not come to you on my own initiative. Although the comprehensive technical level of the northern base cannot be compared with the Academy of Sciences, it is still no problem for me to live for hundreds of years."

Wang Qinian's eyes became a little serious and nodded gently: "I think so too. Su Hao said, you have never been a person who is afraid of death. I have always been very strange. You rarely see your name on the war report, and there has never been any news about you in the military headquarters and Lao Yuan. Blocking the news of the dead is not Yuan Zhicheng's style of doing things. Why do you choose this worst way of evolution?"

Sibo's eyes began to twitch violently: "...Do you know what happened to me?"

"There are few things that can be hidden from my eyes."

Wang Qinian placed his fingers crossed on the table and said lazily: "Isn't it just a fifth-level enhancement potion, plus the effect of "slave", and the effect of antioxidant physiological repair fluid. It's good to inject a small amount of that thing, but the dose you injected obviously exceeds the standard. Too much will only backfire."

The "slave" potion is no longer a secret. The information obtained from the undersea pyramid includes the configuration method of this potion. There is some functional overlap between the potion and the fifth-level enhancement potion, especially for the damage to the nerve center, which is almost fatal. Because of this, the "slave" potion has a very small range of use and a low success rate. If it is not a firm mind, it cannot withstand the severe pain of the system being forcibly transformed by cells and the system being collapsed and reconstructed.

As for the antioxidant physiological repair solution, it was something that the military headquarters had created decades ago. Every superior was afraid of death. Zhao Zhikai and Wang Qinian had completely fallen out. The surface maintenance was not enough to make up for the cracks between the two sides. At that time, Wang Qinian had not announced the principles of semi-mechanical and semi-biochemical technology, but Zhao Zhikai clearly felt that he was aging. Although he knew that the military research institutions were far inferior to the Academy of Sciences, he still had to order research on cell activation agents. Antioxidant physiological repair solution was the result of that period. It can indeed produce a new division and regeneration effect on cells, but the amount used must be limited to one hundred milliliters. Otherwise, excessive dose injection will not only not achieve the cell activation effect, but will further promote the cell to accelerate division, thereby increasing the aging rate.

Obviously, Sibo injected too much antioxidant physiological repair fluid. Otherwise, he would never have looked like he was extremely aging and dying.

A deep sadness emanated from deep in his eyes, and he sighed and shook his head: "I... am about to die."

Wang Qinian put his little finger nostrils into the synthetic skin and said vaguely: "Die quickly, I will input your death time into the computer and arrange a robot to burn more paper every year when it is fixed. To do this, I have done my best."

"The reason I came here is not to listen to your ridicule."

Sibo struggled to sit up straight from the wheelchair, took a few deep breaths, and said in a loud enough voice: "There are a few questions, I want to get the answer from you."

Wang Qinian leaned back and replied coldly: "I have no obligation to answer questions. You and I are not from the same place, you should go to Yuan Zhicheng for help."

Sibo was silent for a few seconds, raised his head, staring at Wang Qinian with great persistence: "Tell me, how did my father die?"

The muscles on Wang Qinian's face twitched a few times, changed to a sitting position, frowned and stared at the other person.

"I knew you would come to ask me this one day. But why didn't you come a few years ago? You just had to wait until now?"

"Many people say you are not trustworthy, and they all say you are lying."

"Hmph, then you're going to ask me what I'm doing?"

"Commander Yuan said that there is no one in this world who is more honest than you. The premise is that you are willing to tell the truth."

“…I’ll fuck”

While spitting out these two dirty words from his mouth, Wang Qinian felt that he loosened his hand and suddenly there was something more. It was a piece of wood he broke off from the armrest of the chair. This thing was very strong, but the wood was just wood after all, and could not withstand the powerful power from his fingers. Wang Qinian had already broken through the limit of semi-mechanical and semi-biological humans and reached the level of an evolved human. In his rage, it was difficult to control the power with ease.

Instead of letting go of his palm, Wang Qinian kneaded the piece of wood back and forth in his palm until it completely shattered, falling down from the gap between his fingers and sprinkling on the ground.

For some reason, Wang Qinian suddenly said something in his mind that he thought he should have forgotten it long ago and could never remember it again.

Classmate boy.

At that time, he was very young, just like a flower-like time. Xu Renjie was in the same class as him and was his best friend... No, no, no, the word "friend" was not enough to summarize the intimate relationship between two people. Wang Qinian and Xu Renjie were loyal friends. They lived in the same dormitory and slept in bed. Although the management in the Senior Military Academy was strict and all kinds of rules and regulations should not be violated, the active and active nature of young people is really difficult to be bound. After turning off the lights at night, the most talked about in the boys' dormitory was the beautiful girls in the green student uniforms in the girls' dormitory next to him. Wang Qinian has always been a bold guy. In order to satisfy his desire to "appetizing", he even made a delicate periscope with a cardboard box and lenses. As long as he stretched out from the side window, he could clearly see the seductive scenes in the girls' dormitory nearest.

Yuan Zhicheng was two years older than Wang Qinian. Zhao Zhikai was already the eldest brother of the fourth grade at that time and was also the chairman of the student union in the college. By a very coincidental opportunity, the four people met. Young people, especially young officers, all had extremely eager hope and loyalty to the motherland. The word "angry youth" may be a positive or a negative meaning, but it is undoubtedly the most suitable to describe them at that time.

Wang Qinian felt his eyes a little wet. He remembered that four people were carrying two boxes of beer on the college football field. Xu Renjie and Yuan Zhicheng were a little drunk. They threw empty wine bottles into the distance, pointed to the sky and cursed the Americans and Japanese, clamoring to take turns to the last time and wipe the United States from the earth. The day was quarrel until very late that day. Even Zhao Zhikai, who was usually steady, shouted wildly and wanted to drive the Star Destroyer to directly bomb the White House, and then sold the US president to Thailand to be a shemale.

Thinking about it now, those words at that time were indeed ridiculously naive.

But no one can deny that this is indeed full of ideals for the future, angry at the various disadvantages of this country, and strongly wants to change the situation and reopen young dreams in the new century. People who are mature and persistent think that young people are extreme, but they forget that they have also come from that time. Perhaps, in some aspects, their ideas are far beyond these young people. Yes, they are dreaming, but if there are no dreams, without these people looking up at the sky, willing to release fanaticism and everyone for their ideals, we will lose the future forever.

Sibo kept watching Wang Qinian, without missing any emotional changes on the other person's face. Even he himself did not expect that the words Yuan Zhicheng told him would have such a magical effect on Wang Qinian, so that this old man who had turned into a mechanical monster on his face had a strong shiny glow in his eyes after a brief cry.

But then again, will semi-mechanical and semi-biomorphic people really cry? Sibo is certain that such transformed people still maintain the complete emotions and thinking ability of human beings. However, for physical considerations, things like tear glands and liquid secretion should not appear in the mechanical body, right? If so, then what are the tears in the corners of Wang Qinian’s eyes just now?

lubricating oil?

Or pure water?

Just as these messy thoughts were turning around in his mind, Sibo heard Wang Qinian's calm and serious voice.

"Your father committed suicide. He jumped off the roof of the Academy of Sciences, and you saw the scene that day yourself."

Sibo's eyes widened and his hands held the wheelchair armrests tightly. He felt every muscle in his body trembling, not because of fear, but because of anger.

"I didn't kill your father. From beginning to end, I never touched a finger of him."

Wang Qinian looked at Sibo calmly, his voice did not change at all: "I don't need to lie to you, nor do I want to lie about such things. I am a scientist and a murderer. I have developed thousands of murder weapons, poison gas, guns, lasers, missiles, and the latest space warships... I admit that there are countless people who died directly or indirectly in my hands, but I have not had any blood in my hands when it comes to your father and your mother."

The anger in Sibo's body no longer spreads, but it has not been extinguished, and it is still burning: "Even if you didn't kill them with your own hands, they will die because of you. My father discovered the potential threat of the virus. He warned you that he found a solution to the problem, but you did not accept it at all, but chose to suppress, silence, and blockade. If you adopted my father's advice at the time, things would not have turned out to be what they are today."

Wang Qinian waited patiently for Sibo to finish his words, and was silent for a few seconds before asking lightly: "Have you seen the information your father left at that time?"

Sibo's angry face froze slightly, and he shook his head reluctantly.

"That is, you don't know what your father calls a solution plan, is that?"
Chapter completed!