After Becoming a Little |

But as long as there are intersecting lines, they will converge to a point—this point is the loophole that the Great Demon King cannot avoid.

The position on the plane at the beginning, the other party should be a genius who is proficient in decryption, proficient in cuneiform and information encryption, and has extremely superb hacking methods.

Now adding tags related to the VR industry, neurology, hypnosis, and psychology can always narrow down the scope of suspicion again.

The big devil floating in the sky like a satellite is the most difficult thing to deal with. He can't see it and can't touch it, so he can only be beaten passively.

But as long as this satellite lands on the ground and the blood bar is on, the khaki-colored sister has a hundred ways to put the invincible Alia on it, and directly crush the opponent to death.

But as she clicked into the alchemy star, her expression froze immediately, and she froze on the spot.

In Dongshan City, the weather is fine, the temperature is 12.7 degrees, and everything is normal at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Alchemy Star, a place where geniuses who can push human technology forward for 20 years and where the most precious and dangerous new generation of talents of human beings are gathered, shows a triangular exclamation mark icon.

"What's wrong? The group exploded?" Brother Qiangqiang didn't take it seriously: "Why don't you contact other people in the group to see what's going on?"

"...I can't get in touch..." The khaki-colored elder sister's eyes were a little dull: "No, it's impossible..."

"What's impossible?"

"Alchemy Star, is it gone?" The khaki-colored elder sister gestured to her mobile phone: "It's gone!"

"I know, but isn't the group gone? The people are still there."

"How many geniuses proficient in related technologies are there in Alchemy Star, can't they keep a group?!" The khaki-colored sister Yu took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down: "No...no, something is wrong-this Something must have happened... By the way! Ayou!"

She grabbed her phone and wanted to call Mi Heyou.

But the phone showed a busy tone for a long time, until finally the words "the number you dialed are not answered" came out.

"...Hurry up!" The khaki-colored sister Yu's expression became serious: "Something happened! Don't go to the hospital, go directly to Dongshan University!"

"What happened?" Spicy Chicken Shreds also became serious: "What happened to Alchemy Star?"

"The group is gone, but this is not normal. I want the entire group of Alchemy Stars to disappear, unless the other party can get rid of all the members of the Alchemy Stars that maintain the normal operation of the group at the same time."

"This—how can it be done?" Brother Qiang was startled: "If nothing else, could the other party sneak into the Republic and assassinate the members of Alchemy Star?"

"I don't know, but judging from the opponent's recent actions, it is not necessarily impossible."

The khaki-colored sister bit her lip: "On the Republic side, I know of three members who are maintaining the database and treatment of Alchemy Star, and the nearest one is at Dongshan University——I'll contact other people now, if it's alchemy star Something happened to the star..."

"An accident happened to the Alchemy Star, what will happen?" Spicy Chicken Shocked a little by his reaction.

"The most basic thing is that the Joint Council of the Inner Ring may urgently decide to pass the counterattack bill." The khaki-colored elder sister looked at her with a cold tone: "All the existences on the list of high-risk geniuses will be released from supervision..."

"and then?"

"Then?" The khaki-colored elder sister turned her eyes away and looked out the window: "Then you will find that human society is actually very fragile..."

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Dongshan Affiliated Hospital·ICU

The mother monster was lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed, like a seriously injured mother monster.

The medical staff came in, checked the equipment skillfully, then came out shaking their heads and sighing, exchanging a not-so-optimistic look with each other.

So at this time, the mother monster, with her eyes closed, looks like a mother monster who is about to die because of a serious injury...

Ai Rulong sits on a chair by the wall not far away, and there is no special treatment—for example, a super SVIP VIP waiting room is set up for him at the Dongshan Affiliated Hospital, which includes buffet massage chairs and even You can go to a spa - everything, if at first glance, looks like a normal family member of an anxious patient.

The premise is that the four men in black who are like Dynasty Mahan next to him don't scan the surroundings with such cold and vigilant eyes.

Bi Bei didn't dare to relax his vigilance for a moment. Before the Ninth Bureau sent a definite security signal, who knew whether another [James Primitive] would appear to carry out an attack.

Maybe this is the nurse?

Maybe the nurse too?

Maybe the other side of the corridor is approaching, even the nurse whose beautiful figure can't be concealed by the nurse's uniform?

But one thing to say, the other party is really big... Cough, it really attracts people's attention.

Bi Bei shook his head, retracted his wild thoughts, and smacked his mouth helplessly.

In the past, I talked about domestic violence all day long, but after much deliberation, it was nothing more than my wife beat the chairman, or my wife beat Zhanlan's assistant—I beat them both together, so as not to have to wait in line Again.

But no matter how you think about it, there is a bottom line. Lu Wuxia himself is the kind of practitioner who is skilled and reassuring. Bi Bei can foresee the embarrassment of his chairman, but he will never say that he is afraid of any problems.

Back then when Lu Wuxia broke into the China World Trade Center and took all of Zhanlan away, didn't Bi Bei make a big move?

Although he was moved by a filial girl who suddenly appeared wearing a helmet, that's why he didn't move.

He lowered his head and glanced at Ai Rulong behind him. The latter held his head and sat silently on the blue plastic chair that is common in hospitals.

Zhanlan sat beside him, looking at her tablet quietly, and dealing with the affairs of the Leah Fund—she simply changed her clothes to look less embarrassed, and she didn't even have time to take a good shower. There are even traces of muddy gray stains from previous stains in the hair.

"...Chairman, the latest news from Japan." Sniffing, the tip of his nose was a little red, and his voice was a little hoarse, Zhanlan said softly: "There was a problem with one of our previous negotiation projects."

Ai Rulong raised his head, as if he had been awakened, his eyes came back together, he opened his mouth, and asked in a low voice: "What's the problem?"

"Project No. 24, regarding the acquisition of a key technology company, the other party has put forward new requirements."

"What do they want?"

"Add 30 more points."

"..."

Ai Rulong stood up, looked at the situation in the ICU with serious eyes, and then turned his head with cold eyes: "Give it to him—then transfer all the technology, take away all relevant practitioners, and block the leaders in the industry." Those who suppress relevant joint interests in an all-round way.”

"But this... will cost more than the budget."

"Then increase the budget." Ai Rulong lifted his windbreaker with both hands and put it on his waist. At this moment, his posture was like a giant dragon bowing his head: "I will give him the benefits he wants! But what I want is He has his life to take, but his life to spend—”

"...Yes, I understand." After Zhan Lan sent out the last instruction, she put away the tablet and covered her mouth, coughed a few times with difficulty, her face flushed unnaturally.

"What's wrong with you?" Ai Rulong only noticed Zhanlan's abnormality at this time. He looked around and waved to a nurse not far away: "Miss nurse, please come here for a while."

This is the corner of the corridor, plus there are a bunch of black-clothed hunks with an aura of not being close to strangers. Although the nurses and sisters will look at them curiously, they will basically not take the initiative to join in the fun here.

They would also whisper some gossip in the nurse's station, such as this should be a rich man, with such a big ostentation, the words may not be without envy.

But even if a consensus is reached that this is a super-rich man, when everyone sees the other party's wife lying in the ward, they can't help but sigh at the ill-fated fate. Rich people are not always happy and worry-free, accidents will always happen— — As far as the medical records they can see, Lu Wuxia's admission record is that he was in a car accident. Compared with the two options of longevity and wealth and billions of dollars but no blessings, they are used to seeing in hospitals Most of them will choose the former in life and death.

Ai Rulong's greeting made the nurse to quicken her pace and trot over.

Even though she thought it was all for the sake of the patients, and she didn't have any strange thoughts, but looking at Ai Rulong's domineering president's style of painting, she was somewhat uneasy.

Why did you call me suddenly?

Then she saw Ai Rulong get out of the way, showing the good-looking sister Yu who was sitting behind her: "She is not feeling well, please take her to the old dean for a diagnosis, thank you."

Speaking of which, Ai Rulong gave Bi Bei a wink and asked him to lead the way to find someone——Ai Rulong actually has a private medical team, but no matter how powerful the medical team is, compared to the Dongshan Affiliated Hospital who sits here The old dean of the Netherland Chasing Soul level seemed to pale in comparison.

But Bi Bei's eyes looked a little weird.

He looked at Ai Rulong, then at Zhanlan, and finally turned his gaze back, asking with his eyes, 'Are you sure? ' Such a question.

Go to the old dean now?Because Zhanlan coughed and coughed a few times?

Ai Rulong looked back as a matter of course, revealing in his eyes 'Of course! ', and even disliked that Bi Bei moved too slowly.

Hurry up!go!

Bi Bei's shoulders slumped -- he had seen a lot of things by following Ai Rulong.

Rich people often like to make friends with top talents from all walks of life, especially top doctors, because no one knows whether they will ask each other sometimes.

That's how the old dean's network of contacts came about. In fact, it's strange, because a top expert like her who studies in the professional field theoretically doesn't have much time to deal with communication. Communication and learning in the industry will consume a lot of time and energy, and naturally there is no way to accumulate the so-called contacts in everyone's cognition.

However, limited by the objective reality of unbalanced medical resources in various places, many times the old dean is sitting in his office, and people beg her in an endless stream. After so many years of accumulation, an existence of her level can mobilize Its resources and manpower are not inferior to those of high-level politicians.

This is also the reason why she couldn't read the information in the ninth round, but she could give Alia a copy first...

Ai Rulong started his career in Dongshan City, and he has a close relationship with Dongshan University. It is natural for the two parties to have friendship, but in many cases, contacts are an exchange. How much energy they have depends on their own abilities, and What benefits can it bring to others.

To put it bluntly, things like favors are all exchanged for real money, and one time is less.

A small problem with a headache and brain fever, is it worth using this kind of favor normally?

Even a rich man like Ai Rulong would not say that he would throw away the old dean's noodles as disposable gloves like this, and would find the old dean's head directly for her to see...

So how precious are you, your assistant?

Zhan Lan just sat on the seat and didn't move, but her eyes felt a little dizzy, probably because she had a fever after being drenched in the rain just now.

If she was a little more sober, she probably would have opposed Ai Rulong's decision, but obviously, she was obviously offline at the moment.

Bi Bei shook his head—it was a mess, it was too messy.

What's the name of this family?

When he was thinking this way, he looked up and saw the old dean walking this way with a file board in his hand with a serious expression.

"Ah, it just so happened that her old man came over." Bi Bei stopped in his tracks as he said so, and persuaded Ai Rulong in a low voice after thinking about it: "It's not a big problem, so don't bother the old dean, right?"

Ai Rulong didn't speak, he just looked at the expression of the old dean, feeling a little uneasy for no reason.

The old dean also saw him, walked straight to this side, pursed his lips and called softly: "Mr. Ai... There is something I want to tell you."

"Is Arya awake? Is she better now?"

"...Wake up, but her condition is a little...let's go to the meeting room to discuss in detail."

Ai Rulong nodded: "Okay, besides, I have something to ask you, her name is Zhanlan, she is my help—"

Just as he was about to say something, he froze immediately, staring straight in the direction of the old dean—but his gaze had already passed the old dean's shoulder, crossed the corridor, and saw the ward not far away. open door.

Alicia came out from inside.

Little Aunt Li Guang held her by the hand, turned her head expressionlessly, and exchanged glances with Ai Rulong who was here.

Ai Rulong's eyes turned slightly in a trance, and he pulled away from the indescribable eyes of the little Taoist Li Guang, looking at Alia's face.

Aliya's eyes were tightly closed, and her other free hand was groping for the surrounding environment. After a while, she grabbed the handrail of the corridor, and then moved forward bit by bit.

Ever since she was three years old, I have...never seen her staggering and walking cautiously...

Zhanlan also looked over, her eyes widened, her mouth opened, and she whispered softly: "Xiao, Xiaoya? You——what's wrong with your eyes?!"

Aliya turned her head slightly, and moved her ears: "Aunt Lan?"