The Word of Doomsday Rebirth

Chapter 352 "He broke it himself."

But as the 'masters' of y1, Cheng Ci and Zhong Qi have the absolute right to speak on the situation of y1. The problem is that the group of people in the research room suddenly changed their words for some reason and insisted on keeping y1.

The growth of y1 is no longer solely under their control.

Y1 doesn't need to grow, so she can't contact crystal nuclei and other humans, and because she is an immature half-zombie, her intelligence has always been lower than that of a level-[-] zombie, which is about the same as that of a level-[-] zombie. Keep this test subject.

Without an IQ, you don't know what it's like where you are.

Cheng Ci closed his eyes, but his mind didn't stop for a moment.

The most troublesome thing now is not y1, but the group of people in the laboratory who go against their promises.

Only he and Zhong Qi can still operate the laboratory, and Wu Zhi will be arranged to enter later. Even without those people, the progress is only slower, but the problem is that those people retort that they are not normal.

most abnormal person...

An extremely absurd idea flashed through Cheng Ci's mind, and it was fleeting.

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When Zhou Yunchu returned to the southern base, it was already noon on the second day after he left the base.

Against the dazzling sun above his head, Zhou Yunchu and his entourage separated and walked home.

"Xunyang, I'm back."

Nangong Xunyang was cooking noodles in the kitchen, adding three noodles to a pot of water, and still holding the only three leaves of cabbage in his hand.

"Come back? Didn't cook your meal."

Zhou Yunchu took off his coat and put on slippers, brushed his hair and walked towards the kitchen tiredly, "Don't worry about me, I'll cook it myself... Are you eating noodles again? Do you only eat noodles when I'm not at home?"

Nangong Xunyang nodded calmly, his limp hair was disheveled, "I only know how to cook noodles."

Zhou Yunchu looked at the pot of clear water with indescribable eyes, "Just three vegetable leaves? Enough for you to eat? Have you washed this dish? Don't you still have eggs at home? I remember chicken..."

Nangong Xunyang listened to him blankly for a while, then threw the vegetables into the pot and closed the lid.

"It's been washed, it won't fry eggs, and the chicken smells bad and I don't want to eat it."

Zhou Yunchu looked at him for a long while with trembling lips, and supported his forehead, "Go out and wait."

Nangong Xunyang looked innocent, "This is edible..."

Zhou Yunchu pinched Renzhong, "Can I make you something more delicious?"

Nangong Xunyang thought for three seconds, then nodded, "Okay."

Then go out...

Just go out...

Zhou Yunchu sighed, and took out eggs, chicken, a piece of ginger and a jar of hot sauce from the refrigerator.

It took another half an hour for the food to be ready.

No matter how hungry Nangong Xunyang was, he still ate slowly and slowly. Occasionally, he would fill his mouth with a spoon and chew like a little hamster like a child.

This time is no exception.

Zhou Yunchu thought he was eating very slowly, but he didn't expect Nangong Xunyang to be slower than him.

He had driven for a day and a half, and he was tired now, so he just sat there without moving, staring at the empty bowl in front of him in a daze.

He vaguely heard something, and he hummed.

Then he realized that Nangong Xunyang was talking to him.

He didn't hear it, and there was an apologetic expression on his face, his earlobes were red, "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't hear what you were saying clearly."

Nangong Xunyang blinked, bit off the noodles, and made a swallowing sound.

"The base is not peaceful recently."

Regarding the matter of the base, Zhou Yunchu subconsciously sat up straight, and made a posture of listening attentively, "What is it?"

Nangong Xunyang has no access to higher-level people in the base, so the information he gets will naturally not be important information from the high-level.

It could only be that they heard the rumors outside.

But often these seemingly miscellaneous information are always mixed with surprising discoveries.

Zhou Yunchu is a person who pays great attention to details.

Nangong Xunyang tilted his head, the light from the window hit his face, his eyelashes seemed to be sprinkled with gold powder, like a golden butterfly about to fly.

His voice was also lukewarm and calm, as plain as boiled water, but unexpectedly pleasant, "Someone died."

Zhou Yunchu's expression changed, "What?"

Nangong Xunyang repeated, "Someone died, three of them, I went to the scene of the crime to see it, and the breath of ice-type abilities remained, but some of the three dead people had ice-type abilities, so the murderer is not Ice-type abilities, everyone is still guessing."

Zhou Yunchu frowned, "You still went to the scene of the crime? Where did you go and what did you do? Where is the scene of the crime?"

Nangong Xunyang sucked a piece of noodles slowly, "It's in the dead end of the West Alley."

The West Alley is the most remote alley, and the dead end is even more remote among the remote, only three people live there.

Zhou Yunchu, "You mean the three Qi Si brothers?"

Nangong Xunyang blinked and looked towards the door, "Someone is coming, you can ask him."

Before Zhou Yunchu could react, there was a knock on the door.

"Click."

Zhou Yunchu strode over to open the door, and outside the door was a soldier Jiang Yunqi placed on patrol.

The little soldier saluted him, Zhou Yunchu returned to the military salute, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Bing, "Three people died on the day you left, Qi Si, Qi Li, and Qi Mao. They should have stopped you directly, but considering Captain Zhou's difficult journey, he came to look for you after dinner."

Zhou Yunchu's brows had not been loosened since just now, and he nodded upon hearing this, asking him to wait a moment.

"I'm leaving first, you put the bowl, I come back to wash it at night, don't break it for me, don't wash it, you know?"

Nangong Xunyang quietly ate the noodles in the bowl, sometimes one by one and sometimes three or four together. To him, eating was more like a game to fill his stomach.

Zhou Yunchu didn't have time to listen to his answer, so he hurriedly gave some instructions, put on the shoes he had just taken off for a long time and the coat that still had his slight body temperature, and hurried out the door.

Nangong Xunyang glanced at the bowl lightly with his light brown eyes, then put it into the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves and washed it slowly.

A clear voice resounded on the floor, Nangong Xunyang stopped, squatted on the ground, his eyes showed a bit of bewilderment and aggrieved.

"He broke it himself."

I didn't break it.

……

The three-day journey passed in the blink of an eye, and when she saw the four large cinnabar-red characters in the southern base, Wu Zhi suddenly had the illusion that she seemed to have passed away.

Slightly lowering his gaze, he saw the banner of 'Welcome Home, Vice Chief Nangong Wuzhi'.

Wu Zhi turned her head to look at Cheng Ci, Cheng Ci blinked and smiled at her.

Wu Zhi raised her eyebrows, this guy has already made up his mind, just waiting for her to jump into the pit by himself.

When walking further in, the speed of the car slowed down, the night hunters had already come out, and the leader was someone Wu Zhi didn't know, but the other party obviously recognized her, their eyes lit up when they saw her.

Their estimated time was about the same, and they arrived at the base around six o'clock.

There are still more than 2000 meters away from the gate of the southern base. Red lanterns are hung all over the road. The red light dispels the darkness, and even the cold wind is much gentler.

(End of this chapter)