Laws of the Other World

After that, Dr. Ron left.

"This Dr. Ron looks... pretty cute?" Wu Yun, who had been sleeping near Zhou Yu, said.

"Whether it compares Mr. Song, should it look cute?" Li Qian also sat up and looked depressed. "When can I go back to our base? I sleep on the floor every day, my waist can't stand it anymore... ..."

At this time, the No. 5 base is still closed.

Song Zhi took a small suitcase and walked in the empty passage.

His footsteps echoed alone, through the layers of nodes, he came to the garage, started a Hummer and left the base.

The car drove into the yellow sand of the sky.

After nearly an hour's drive, Song got off the car, took the shovel, and shoveled the sand to reveal a black metal door. Song opened the door with his fingerprint and walked down the suitcase.

Among the dust that was raised from time to time, another car stopped at a distance not far from Song. After a dozen seconds, the car drove away, and the sand quickly covered up the traces it left behind.

The team led by Dr. Shen has finally made breakthrough progress and successfully developed disease-resistant substances and vaccines.

"Dr. Shen, you are so powerful! We can finally go back to our base." Wu Yun patted Dr. Shen's shoulder, and Dr. Shen was almost photographed by him.

"No, no... This is not my own merit, but also Dr. Yao... His night is too close to the truth of this virus, so it will be..." Dr. Shen squinted and remembered his old partner. Mixed feelings.

"But in any case, your research progress is really fast. It is possible to complete the disease resistance of such a complex virus in such a short period of time and the genetic decryption. Compared with you, I seem useless." Zhou Qing Smiled.

"That is because when we encountered a bottleneck, Dr. Jiang came. His thinking is very open, unlike the old guys who are caught in the formula. We spent a few days and nights can not figure out the problem, **** It took only a few minutes for the doctor to provide new ideas and find new ways."

"What? Dr. Jiang is coming? Where is he?" Zhou Qing's eyes lit up.

"He came in the shuttle cabin and left after only a few hours," Ron replied.

"Oh, my God! You should recommend me to know him! I have a lot of problems with plant viruses and I want to ask him!" The expression on Zhou Qing's face is extremely regrettable.

"But at the time you were already asleep. And... I want to wait until the other side of the world solves the problem, Dr. Jiang will come back, you can continue to think he asks the question you want to ask." Ron replied.

Zhou Qing bowed his head and smiled helplessly. Who knows if he can live to the next visit of Dr. Jiang?

"Don't think about the problem you shouldn't think about." Zhou Yu said.

Zhou Qing slightly groaned, then smiled: "Yes, I should put my thinking ability in a meaningful place. However, Dr. Shen, do you think that comparing Dr. Jiang, you are considered 'old guys'? So **** How young is the doctor?"

"Ah... this is the case... I saw him at first sight and thought he was a high school student." Dr. Shen replied.

"Oh, I hate this young doctor. The younger the more talented, the more self-centered." Wu Yun held his eyes. "I don't expect to meet him."

Everyone laughed.

"I have also received a telegram from Song Zhi. Since the research here has made breakthrough progress, he hopes that you will **** virologists to bring back the No. 5 base with the results of the research. Then drag on, the base No. 5 is true. It’s going to be a dead city. Those who stay there will become more and more desperate, and Song will be more and more unable to control the situation."

"Of course." Zhou Yu nodded.

"I have to go back with you," Li Qian said.

"You? The life here is quite good. There are butter breads and you don't have to worry about being infected by viruses. Are you sure you want to go back?" Wu Yun asked curiously.

"Of course. The system of the No. 5 base is designed by me. One person holds a base and refers to a master like me. If the base No. 5 is really heart-wrenching, Mr. Song will need my help. If it is me, sit. You can lock you in a room in front of the computer until you starve to death." Li Qian Chao Wu Yun compared to a middle finger.

"I will go back with you." Without waiting for Zhou Yu to open, Zhou Qing went on to say, "I have very important research to complete. I have to go back to my research room."

Moreover, no matter where Zhou Yu goes, or whatever Zhou Yu happened, he hopes that he can know the first time.

"So well, I am going to prepare a horse-drawn carriage for you. And, these days, I am very happy with you, I hope that there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future." Ron shook hands with Dr. Zhou and Dr. Shen.

A group of three Hummers drove back to the base.

Wu Yun and Zhou Yu protect Dr. Shen, Zhou Qing and Li Qian. This time, the light car was simple, and there was almost no accident along the way.

Zhou Yu held his chin with one hand, hung his eyes, and watched the nest sleep very fragrant on his knees, making a softly sizzling ink night, always feeling that the calm of this road is related to it.

is it you? Let those dangers stay away from us?

Zhou Yu raised his hand and gently slipped from the top of his head to the back of his neck.

The ink night seems to feel very comfortable, its small wings follow the stroking of Zhou Yu, gently raised and fell.

At sunset, they finally returned to the fifth base.

When the door opened, Wu Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yu asked.

"If you are separated from the world." Wu Yun replied.

The Hummer drove into the base, the gate fell, everything looked cold and lonely, and the air was full of water.

At the bottom of the passage, it is dressed in a suit, as always, the meticulous Song Zhi.

Behind him are two guards in protective suits.

Wu Yun whistled: "Good evening, Mr. Song. You didn't wear protective clothing. It's not that you have been infected, so there is no need to wear it?"

Song Zhi’s line of sight directly skipped Wu Yun and fell on Zhou Yu’s body.

"Welcome you back. We have been waiting for a long time." Song said.

Dr. Shen’s disease-resistance was quickly put into use. Two medical staff who had just had symptoms of infection were saved. The shadow of the death of the entire base was finally dispersed. The disease is about to pass.

This evening, Zhou Yu did not rush to sleep, but accompanied the ink night in the restaurant to watch the movie "Ninja Turtle".

Unlike the movie that looked up at the table on the table, the current ink night learned to nest in the arms of Zhou Yu, leaning the back of the head on Zhou Yu’s shoulder, completely making Zhou Yu an adult-shaped sofa. There is no room for refusal.

"You really want to spoil it."

I don't know when Song Zhi came to Zhou Yu's side and put a beer in front of him.

The arrival of Song Zhi made the ink night a little unpleasant. It pretended not to see Song Zhi and continued to look up at the movie.

"It has saved me many times, and it is even more worthy of my trust than my peers."

"Are you talking about me?" Song asked.

Zhou Yu can see the laughter of Song’s lips.

"I always wanted to ask you, have you been deliberately sending me to perform the most dangerous and most likely tasks that I can't come back to?"

"I am." Song Zhi answered very frankly, even without a trace of hesitation.

"Why? You want me to die?"

"Because those tasks are important to me, but the average person can't do it, so I can only hope to be on you. If you can't finish the task, then no one can finish it."

“What good is it for you to complete these tasks?” Zhou Yu asked.

"In order for the Juli Group to believe that I have the ability to sit in this position, I will still do the most favorable plan for Juli Group." Song Zhi answered.

"And then? Sitting in this position, will Juli Group pay you a high salary? You are not short of money, Mr. Song."

"Because only in this position, I can protect what I think is the most important thing. If another person gets this position, I am sure that he will do everything he can to destroy what I care about." Song Zhi for Zhou Yu Opened the beer can.

"Are you bribing me?" Zhou Yu asked.

"Okay." Song smiled.

"If one day this position can't be kept?"

"Then can't keep it... because I am tired, and even in Nibelungen, there is no eternal immortal. There is always a day to stop, early or late."

After that, Song Zhi got up.

Before leaving, he asked again: "Zhou Yu, do you have any opinions?"

"Nibelungen also has a virus, we have to be careful. Is this a suggestion?"

"Of course. Good night." Song Zhi left.

Zhou Yu deliberately licked the belly of the night, where it was soft.

"Is it easy to eavesdrop on adults?"

In the night, the ink spit out the tongue to lick Zhou’s cheek, but Zhou Yu suddenly stuffed something into it.

The ink night chewed for a while, revealing an incomprehensible expression, opening his mouth, and chewing gum stuck to the upper and lower teeth.

Zhou Yu laughed.

A month later, the virus spread by the Nibelungen jellyfish was finally cleared at the base.

They even opened a celebration party in the restaurant, although Song Zhi only gave everyone a can of beer and a cigarette.

Joy and joy spread all over.

Wu Yun even held Li Qian’s hand and danced ballroom dancing. Although Li Qian was very dissatisfied, he could only jump in the women’s step.

"Professor Zhou? Why didn't he come and play together?" Wu Yun asked Li Qian as he walked past Zhou Yu.

"He wants to bring back the progress of the previous research." Zhou Yu replied.

“Hey, these people are really boring.”

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It is the ink night eager to try, I really want to dance with Zhou Yu. Zhou Yu was like a child, dragging the front paws of the ink night with him for two turns. There are fewer and fewer people who have opinions on the ink night, and everyone seems to get used to seeing it in the restaurant.

With the rotation of the circle and the circle, Zhou Yu found that everything around him was not important, except for the eyes of the ink night.

Its happiness is so simple and true.

After midnight, the party is over and everyone is not going back to the bedroom or going back to their position.

At the moment, Carlos stayed in the lab and focused on the night spirit in the transparent dish.

When the virus was raging, he was always here, never leaving a step, and not in contact with others. In addition to drinking water and eating the food stored here, he is chatting with the night spirit.

He is looking forward to it, and it will trust itself like Zhou Yu attached to Zhou Yu.

It is nearing maturity and has a very similar shape to the ink night. The closed eyes made Carlos unable to help wonder if the meeting was like.

Is it the same amber as the ink night?

Will you have a high IQ and the curiosity and yearning for the human world like the ink night?

Carlos's hand was covered on a petri dish, imagining its temperature and its touch.

"What is the name for you? What is the match with the ink night... is it white? Sorry, I am not good at naming, maybe Zhou Yu can give you a good name."

At a certain moment, the night spirit in the petri dish suddenly opened his eyes, it is not a thorough amber, but blood red!

Carlos was shocked to take a step back.

He thought he had an illusion, so he touched his eyes. But the night spirit is indeed squinting. Although there was no extra expression, Carlos saw hunger and killing in those eyes.

It and the ink night are like two sides of the mirror, a crazy, a cold.

Carlos swallowed, and he suddenly had a hunch that he was not nurturing and sensible creatures like the night!

wrong! There must be something wrong!

Carlos suddenly had a dangerous hunch.

He wanted to avoid the sight of the night spirit, but when he went to the left, the eyes of the night spirit followed him to the left.

He went to the right and his eyes moved to the right.

As the shadows follow.

This made Carlos's sense of danger multiplied, and he seemed to be the prey that was locked by it.

He remembered Zhou Yu’s words and thoughts, and remembered the disappointment of the night of the night. Maybe everything has a reason, it is no coincidence!

Carlos told himself that it must be resolved before this error becomes bigger! No matter how Song will question his decision, Carlos knows he must do this!

He swallowed his mouth and clenched his fists. He made a decision: he had to go to his computer and enter instructions to infuse the petri dish with nerve gas!

He must not let it leave the petri dish alive!

Just as he made up his mind, there was a burst of broken glass behind him. Carlos's heart suddenly tightened. He turned and saw that the petri dish had been broken. The culture fluid inside was leaking everywhere, and the sound of the drip was answered, but the night spirit was no longer there.

In the top corner of the lab, the night spirit was there, and the limbs were hooked up to the ceiling. It turned and the wings on the back fell and slowly opened like a **** hound.

The **** red eyes stared at Carlos in amazement, making him creepy. It seemed to be clear what Carlos was thinking, looking at Carlos with a look of mocking the incompetent.

Carlos took a step back. The only thing he could think of at the moment was to completely lock the lab and not give the guy a chance to leave.

He desperately rushed to his computer, but his fingertips had not been able to hit the fingerprint device and was hit by a huge force.

At the moment of contact with the ground, intense pain was transmitted to the brain, and he knew that his ribs had been crushed.

Carlos struggled to get up, and the night spirit pressed on him. He saw the shadow on the ground, knowing that the night spirit was opening its wings, but for a moment, its wings pierced into Carlos' body.

"Ah--" Carlos made a scream, but soon he couldn't call it anymore.

The night spirit bite Carlos's neck and sucked hard.

Carlos's eyes widened, his throat was stuck and he couldn't make any sound, and his blood was quickly leaving his body.

Accompanied by him is the unparalleled pain and fear of dying.

And the night spirit sipped his fear.

Is this the night spirit?

Why is this happening?

He doesn't want to die... really don't want to die...

The sound of the heartbeat sounded heavily in the ear, slower and slower.

It’s finally over, Carlos squinted and died here.

The night spirit slowly came to the side, quietly watching Carlos's body, revealing a strange smile.

Its bones make a squeaking sound, lifting up the neck and stretching out the stretched lines, as if they were born again after the break.

When it lowered its head and turned its head, its body suddenly grew by a third.

Ten minutes later, Carlos’s research assistant came to the second door. He opened the first door and entered the second door. At the moment of opening, he was attacked by a lightning-like shadow. After a few seconds. This black figure closed the second door and patiently squatted in the space between the two doors. It waited quietly, and someone would always open the door.

Tonight, this base will have a group of researchers and field personnel to return to the original world.

The magnetic field shuttle compartment is being checked for reading. The staff was busy, and Song Zhi stood in front of countless monitors on the wall with his arms, and the bright spots from the data changes passed over his face.

Li Qian sat in front of the computer, and his eyes were deep dark circles under his eyes. As a system designer, he must ensure that the system can support shuttle operations without any "accidents."

Although the Juli Group has had almost no accidents during the past two years, the risk is much higher than that of the manned spacecraft. A reading error can cause unpredictable results.

At this time, Li Qian, who had been snoring for two seconds because of lack of sleep, opened his eyes. A researcher on the screen who saw the sample opened the first door of the Carlos laboratory, but was thrown down by a black night spirit. The picture of the attack.

Li Qian’s shoulder was amazed. The coffee on the table fell down and he was covered with pants. Fortunately, coffee has long been cool.

Li Qian couldn't take care of him. He stared at the picture in the surveillance and blinked.

"Is that ink night? Impossible... How can the ink night hurt the researchers?"

"What's wrong?" Song Zhi's voice rang in Li Qian's ear.

Li Qian took a breath and pointed to the night spirit that was slowly walking in the passage. "Song...Song... Is that ink night?"

Song Zhi leaned down, narrowed his eyes and looked at the screen. The night spirit seemed to feel that something was looking at it, and suddenly looked sideways in the direction of surveillance.

The shock of the **** red eyes made Li Qian almost not fall off the seat.

Song Zhi immediately connected to Carlos's research room: "Carlos! You are not inside! Go back!"

No response.

"Open the monitoring equipment in the Carlos research studio! Immediately!"

The piece of wolf suddenly appeared in the eyes of Song, Carlos kneeling on the ground, his head almost screwed to the back.

Two researchers died before and after the second door.

Li Qian licked his mouth and almost vomited.

"It's the night spirit... Carlos trained..."

Song Zhi turned around and claped everyone to everyone: "Today's shuttle mission is temporarily over! All combatants are on standby!"

This news caused an uproar.

Everyone talked about what happened.

"Give all the combatants a garrison command! All researchers lock their rooms or the research room is absolutely not allowed!"

"Yes, Mr. Song!" Li Qian immediately entered.

"Can Carlos' laboratory still release neurotoxins?" Song asked.

"Let's take a look!" Li Qian entered the data on the keyboard and nodded. "Yes. I first entered the instructions and opened the second door of Carlos's room. Then I released the neurotoxin, but I didn't know that the toxins spread into the study. Will the channel be too low for the night spirit to work?"

"Try it and you will know."

When the neurotoxin spread and rushed to the night spirit, it just looked back and let it be drowned by the toxins.

A few seconds later, Li Qian and Song Zhi looked at it and walked out of the fog, and the pace was leisurely.

"How could this be? It has not been affected at all!" Li Qian could not understand at all.

"Because... it held his breath." Song Zhi clenched his fist.

"How long can it hold?"

"It should be so calm, it should be a long time." Song Zhi licked his head, it hurts.

A team of special operationsmen rushed to the research area where Carlos was located. Before they opened the door, they received a warning from Li Qian, who waited at the other end of the door.

Song received the intercom equipment and said to them: "You don't need to hesitate after opening the door, you can light the bullets!"

The special warriors were waiting for the moment, and when Li Qian used the system command to open the door, they were desperate for a burst of fire.

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