"What is important is thinking, do you understand, think!"

In the huge laboratory, someone stood in front of a circular platform with incandescent light, looked at the twisted creation on the stage, with his hands on his back, and said with a gloomy face,

"What's this shit-like thing? You might as well catch a sow and inject it with twenty injections of biochemical agents. The effect may be better than the disgusting thing I see now!"

The sound is just a normal decibel, but the content between words is particularly harsh.

"Sir, we are trying our best to screen usable consciousness, but to adapt to this high-intensity transformation, we must have a strong mind, and there are very few people in this type of person. I think maybe..."

His achievements were so belittled, and the institute's expression was also not very good-looking. He wanted to say a few words of excuses, but he was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"You think?"

He pushed some peculiar glasses on the bridge of his nose that looked like a cross-section of a beehive. The man curled the corner of his mouth and turned to look at his subordinate next to him.

"The research fee paid to us every year is not to pay for the ideas in your pig's mind. I don't want you to think, I just want me!"

"I......"

"Expand the recruitment scope and spread the net, and nearly 8 billion people in the federal government, did you tell me that I can't find enough mentally tough brains?"

With the growth of medical technology, the surge in the world's population is an unstoppable trend. This is still the case of disasters in recent years. If it were five years ago, this number would have been even larger.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that human life seems less important.

After all, things are precious because they are rare.

"But if you don't make any choices to test it, it will likely attract the attention of some external forces."

When I glanced at the twisted creation, the institute couldn't help but feel a headache. You should know that what they are doing is already weird enough, and we need to increase our efforts now.

This made him feel vaguely uneasy.

"So what? This is our territory. Even if it is known to the outside world, they are not qualified to interfere in our research. Don't forget that this is a legal equipment manufacturing behavior within a certain range!"

He waved his hand impatiently, and the man had no intention of arguing with his subordinates and turned around and left the laboratory.

After passing through the corridor, take the elevator and rise to the highest level, finally standing in front of a building that looks a bit like a bank insurance warehouse.

The two fully armed guards guarded the 24-hour shift, smart machine gun platforms, alarm devices... This security force seems to be stronger than the bank's insurance warehouse.

The huge silver metal disc is a door, with hundreds of gears arranged on it meshing and rotating continuously with some regularity over time.

The arrogant man in front of his subordinates was standing at the door, his shoulders contracted inward, and his thumb and index finger of his right hand were pinching the clothes line unconsciously. Rather than being nervous, it was a strange feeling mixed with fear and entanglement.

His reason was trying to stop him from moving forward, and the existence behind the door should not be paid attention to, let alone communicate in person. However, at the same time, his body was moving forward, and some indescribable desire and an undisguised, evil light was burned in his eyes staring at the door.

Put your hands around the central roulette, turn one rodent to the left, and five rodents to the right, and then another series of movements until the door slowly opens.

Stepping in, the disc behind him gradually closed.

"Dennis, I didn't expect you to come again so soon. Why did the plan have a problem?"

The content of the words sounds like a greeting between an old friend at first glance, but the voice is stiff, like a bionic man with a malfunctioning voice software. Although he can still express his meaning clearly, he can easily tell that it is not a human.

"No, I just want to talk to you again. I really want to know what level you can do..."

The man known as Dennis pondered the sentence.

"Denis, we can do everything."

The answer behind the door was concise and quick.

......

"Didn't you say you could find it?"

Zhu Jue leaned against a corner of the table, rubbed his eyebrows gently, and looked at the time on the screen of his phone.

01:11am

With Zhujue's current physical fitness, staying up late will not have much impact on him, but his long-term sleeping habits still inevitably make him a little irritable.

I just bought a high-rise villa yesterday, but I haven't slept much in bed, but I ended up staying up late in this kind of apartment building tonight with dozens of computers.

It's really a bit unspecified.

"We don't know what exactly the conditions can arouse the other party's ideas. All we can do is to imitate the previous network situation as much as possible. There is no way to wait here...why would you find someone to cook two dishes for you?"

If Zhu Jue was just feeling a little uncomfortable, Fu Yingxiong's condition could be said to be depressed now, and he barely found a topic to ease the atmosphere.

Keeping up with the smoky dark circles, drooping bags of eyes and a faintly hunched back, Fu Yingxiong no longer had the ease he had when he saw him before.

He is undoubtedly old and has been in charge of a lot of affairs in the Shenzhen-Hong Kong region during this period. Now other members of the Yi League are watching here. Naturally, as the commander, he could not take off his clothes and go into the quilt.

In fact, he didn't even dare to have such thoughts because it would quickly make his brain stutter.

Looking at Fu Yingxiong who looked like this, even though Zhu Jue had some emotions, he couldn't vent his emotions in front of him. He could only take two deep breaths, take out a bottle of moonlight wine from his pocket and sway it in front of him, then turned around and walked to the side, the former following naturally.

After a sip of wine, my brain suddenly became clear, and Fu Yingxiong even widened his eyes and grabbed the bottle.

"Are you mixed with stimulant?"

He was drowsy, and this mouthful of moonlight wine was no less than half a bottle of wind oil, directly slapped his temples, or in a more secret place.

"Medicinal wine, this time it's free for you to taste."

Zhu Jue made up a background casually and slowly sipped the wine. After a while, he felt a little bored. He thought about it and said,

"You said before that you were a scientist, why did you keep wandering around in the Shenzhen-Hong Kong region and not doing research?"

"Hey, research requires funding, not to mention that my research has been hit by a bottleneck recently. Instead of spending money in the laboratory every day, it is better to look for opportunities, maybe there will be some inspiration."

"What are you studying? Why have you never heard you mention it?"

Zhu Jue is also idle and has nothing to do, so he has nothing to say.

"In terms of the monsters from the source of mental pollution, the abilities of those monsters are very special. At first, my idea was whether they could use their genes to create ability injections. Luohua Pharmaceutical was successful, so we asked them to "borrow" one. Later, we wanted to study how to control these monsters and tried many methods, but the result was not feasible. We had to use external forces, such as the Demon-Capture and Detective Ghost Talisman in your hand. Now my idea is to use them...here!"

While Fu Yingxiong was speaking, his eyes did not leave the neatly arranged computer not far away. Halfway through speaking, he saw the screen in the middle of the second row start to flash, and the interface they had been waiting for all night appeared.

The drowsy atmosphere in the room suddenly changed, and everyone's eyes subconsciously gathered on Zhu Jue.

"I finally came. If I waited, I would have planned to find a place to sleep for a while before talking about it."

Zhu Jue yawned, walked slowly to the computer and sat down, moved his body, found the most comfortable position, and glanced left and right. At this time, there were many people standing in the room, which made him frown and pursed his lips and said,

"Apart from Fu Yingxiong and Suzi, everyone else exited the room. I don't want anyone to come in."

He patted the wind chime in his arms with his left hand, and the latter stuck out his tongue and licked Zhu Jue's thumb, indicating that he knew.

Zhu Jue didn't know most of the people present, and he didn't have the ability to kill people in my dreams. Therefore, for safety reasons, he would not allow these people to watch, and even step into the door.

Of course, this approach is undoubtedly a bit sad, and it is obvious that it does not trust other people, but now it is not a time to care about such details. Zhu Jue does not need to talk about feelings with these people. As for whether they will have any thoughts because of this, he cannot control it.

Fu Yingxiong did not hesitate to Zhu Jue's request. Without saying a word, he signaled to others to leave the room. He was now helping Yimeng, so he had no reason to refuse such a request.

So in the end, Zhu Jue and Fu Yingxiong were left in the whole room.

Suzi left with others. She had her own things to do, saying that she wanted to become Zhu Jue's fellow traveler, so she naturally had to prepare in advance.

"I'll watch from the side if there is anything...well, I don't think you can tell me, good luck."

Fu Yingxiong patted Zhu Jue's shoulder and wanted to encourage him, but found that the latter was rolling his eyes at him. Suddenly he remembered that Zhu Jue would fall into a coma after the mission began. He had no idea about his external situation at all, so he didn't say anything more and retreated to a corner of the room.

"Do you want to know the meaning of life? Do you want to really... live?

Looking at the blood-colored words on the screen and whispering it, Zhu Jue raised his eyebrows and pressed the mouse without hesitation.

yes!

The moment the mouse paused, everything in front of him suddenly began to change. Zhu Jue shook his head lightly and did not immediately faint like before.

He sensed the sudden arrival of a certain will, and at first a certain pink ellipsoid flashed suddenly in his mind, followed by some indescribable fantasies that seemed to be the water flow when the gate was opened to discharge the flood water began to fill his mind.

The computer screen that scattered light in front of me began to appear with wave-like twists, followed by those lines and the walls behind them, and these items were undergoing special changes.

Faced with the invasion of the spiritual level, Zhu Jue's will respond quickly, but was forcibly suppressed by Zhu Jue's subjective consciousness before the action. He knew that once he began to resist, regardless of whether this invasion could be prevented, it would inevitably cause the other side's reaction, which would bring unnecessary trouble to his action.

After a few seconds.
Chapter completed!