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By now, Shu Jun is accustomed to seeing "another self" in his dreams-strictly speaking, disguised as part of his "sigma". +++The latest Danmei novel ranking: www.readwn.com

This time the dream scene changed, and the big flat became the small apartment he lived in when he was young. Outside the window was a void of pitch black, sigma stood quietly at the door, still in that terrifying appearance.

Shu Jun glanced at it, and was too lazy to talk, just treating it as a modern decoration with strange aesthetics.

Immediately he moved around in the apartment with a lot of nostalgia. The shadows of the past are everywhere-two children ran around the room, divided snacks according to the result of the game, and lay on the balcony together to blow the air or pile the furniture. It was a mess, and a secret base was built. Two pots of small lisianthus flowers crowded in the corner, full of life. Thinking about it now, he has indeed raised them since then.

This cramped apartment has never made him feel so special. Thinking about it now, smoke and dust may be the only truth in his childhood.

Shu Jun sat on the sofa with emotion. In his impression, this sofa has always been big. He remembered clearly that the two of them were tired from playing one night, and no one wanted to make the bed. They squeezed together on the sofa to make do for the night. When he woke up the next day, Yanchen's head was resting on his (chest xiong) mouth, (sleeping Shui) was quite heavy.

Now he sat up again, it looked fragile and narrow.

Although he knew it was a dream, Shu Jun's eyes softened.

Sigma at the door: "..."

It wanted to be a little bit more excited, but it started to be nostalgic when it thought of this person. It dissipated the corrosive substance unwillingly lonely, and the blood-red and smelly blood crawled along the floor. Shu Jun let those bloodshots entangled and bear the negative emotions that were lost without changing his face.

Get used to it early, and the real sigma will only be better (strong qiang). Conversely, as long as he is strong enough, this is a good opportunity to practice.

Soaked in negative emotions all night, Shu Jun woke up the next day, only feeling that he was about to be pickled.

He even sniffed his arm and made sure that the rancidity did not exist in reality. As usual, Zhu Yanchen got up early and worked at the table. Shu Jun jumped off the hospital bed, only to find that the warm water for washing was ready, and the toothpaste cup was in the most convenient position.

The negative emotions accumulated for a whole night of hostility. At this moment, most of them dissipated, and Shu Jun turned his head-Marshal Zhu was sitting at the table, his hands had already recovered, and his beautiful fingers kept sliding the light screen. As if he noticed Shu Jun's gaze, Zhu Yanchen turned his head, his expression (flesh) softened a lot.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Shu Jun only felt that there was more ambiguous stickiness in the air.

He raised the corner of his mouth, raised his mouthwash cup with Zhu Yanchen, and made a (gan) cup action. The latter laughed and turned to continue his work.

"I have found a way." Ai Xiaoxiao said during breakfast.

Shu Jun was eating steamed buns. He almost choked when he heard this: "Really?!"

Ai Xiaoxiao slowly turned to him, eyes scratching up and down, and the emotions in it were extremely complicated. Shu Jun's face hurt when she looked at him, and he rubbed his cheeks: "Make medicine so fast, you deserve to be Dr. Ai..."

"Don't flatter." Ai Xiaoxiao still stared at Shu Jun in a strange tone. "It was inspired by Zhu Yanchen."

Zhu Yanchen drank the porridge unmoved, and the raised bowl covered most of his face.

"No medicine can be made in a short period of time. It takes time to verify the effect and mass production. It was okay before, but now Luo Duan runs away. When the medicine is made, the daylily has to be frozen into popsicles."

When it comes to business, Ai Xiaoxiao has always been vigorous and resolute.

"So I decided to learn from Zhu Yanchen's practice-drug-controlled and erosive surgery, which is a bit inefficient, but safe and reliable."

"Erosion surgery?" Shu Jun stopped his chopsticks.

"Huh huh. sigma let Luo Duan erode and control the brain, isn’t it just to get its characteristics and relieve the brain shock... I thought, didn’t your erosive quality also gnaw brain fragments? They also recognize the taste."

"So?" Shu Jun took a small bite of the bun.

"So you can invade the player's (body shen) body with corrosive matter, and erode that brain accurately, similar to the sigma mentality."

Shu Jun's face (color) changed: "Impossible, they can't stand it."

"This comes to the part of drug control." Ai Xiaoxiao tapped the tea egg, "I just have a drug in my hand, and the purification effect is very good, but it is too harmful. Humans use poison to quench thirst, that is, death from poison is slower than death from disease. Point, suffer ten times the crime, and live two more days... But if you change to a cheng, you will not have a problem taking it in the short term."

"Why do you have this medicine?" Shu Jun frowned.

Ai Shi Medical Center does not pick customers, but human customers are still the majority. It is so difficult for humans to develop new drugs. Even if they are dedicated to earning money, taking them for a short period of time cannot solve the fundamental problem, and it is equally hopeless.

"Someone made a heavy bespoke, and it's just a willow (inserting cha)." Ai Xiaoxiao glanced at Zhu Yanchen with a smile. "Relax, 15 years of human trials, I know the effects. Unfortunately, there is only one fool who quenches thirst by drinking poison, or the data can be more accurate."

Shu Jun looked at Zhu Yanchen next to him: "Is the medicine in canned (Milk Ru) white (color). Powder, can it be used directly to eat the marsh?"

That was Zhu Yanchen's weapon against Tian Feng's temple. At the time, he was still curious-generally speaking, (强qiang) (杀sha) wounding weapon craftsmanship is not that rough. It now appears that those jars are not weapon shells, but innocent medicine bottles.

"The surname Zhu, do you know how much a jar of medicine costs?! I worked so hard to fix it for you, and you can use it to deal with the swamp?!" Ai Xiaoxiao was heartbroken.

"Ai Xiaoxiao." Zhu Yanchen warned in a low voice. "Business."

"Huh? I think she's talking about business." Shu Jun said (inserting in cha) infrequently, "Miss Ai, continue."

"In short, I have such a medicine. You use the corrosive substance to perform the operation, and then ask the patient to take the medicine immediately to discharge the corrosive substance. In theory, it will not hurt much-at most (shen) the body will be weaker and there will be no sequelae. ."

Ai Xiaoxiao still recognized Zhu Yanchen as his boss, and did not continue to run against him.

"I still have a lot of this medicine in stock, and the problem lies with you. This reluctantly counts as an operation. If you shiver too much, you may hurt the patient's brain. I will give you a personal model later. It’s almost the same if the erodes can climb over a certain point."

According to the old four's intelligence, the black bird returned to city y to hand in the task, while the turmeric returned to the settlement to receive the reward. Shu Jun took the mannequin and a large package of medicine, and went directly to the border settlement with Zhu Yanchen.

The two returned after one night, and Yujin was not surprised at all.

"I explained to them that you two are my acquaintances and want to return to the settlement in advance for the night. Anyway, out of the danger zone, Team Hu didn't say anything. He just inquired about the number of our settlement-Gray Claw, that's you acquaintance?"

"Yes." Shu Jun did not deny.

"Oh, that brother is good." Yu Jin shook his head and glanced at the mannequin questioningly. "I got your payment back, and I'll give it to you later. Are we a partner now? I just asked directly, you are a co-(cheng) person, and so is Yanchen?"

"He is a human being." Shu Jun smiled slightly, "How can a He (chengcheng) person get into the old four."

"Yes, I said why the old fourth family let me take care of things so quickly. But I can't figure it out. Our colony doesn't have any serious combat power. What benefits can you cooperate with us..."

"I can cite an example now, Mr. Yu." Zhu Yanchen said earnestly, "Recently, the businessmen of the fourth family will come and go more frequently. Please prepare more supplies as a manager. I will provide the list of supplies and funds. Make two sets."

Yu Jin squinted his eyes: "Listen to what you mean..."

"It's not peaceful these days." Zhu Yanchen said concisely.

"Okay, my mind is just like that anyway, I don't understand if you talk too much." Yujin waved, "You pay, I will stock up."

"Our test site used to be the ruins of a small town. Some old buildings that can be used are cleared." Zhu Yanchen continued, "Please find someone to assemble the cleaning machine for the mechanical parts in the list, and only clean the underground parts."

"Huh? The erosion is quite serious in that place. The machine can't run."

"We will find a way."

"... OK." Yu Jin's expression is no longer relaxed, "I don't ask what you want to do. I just hope you two can keep your promise-don't let the villagers in the settlement suffer a loss, if your site and supplies are not used , Also belongs to us. As long as I can do it, I can help."

"of course."

After discussing the details with Yujin, it was noon when the two returned to the tavern. Uncle Pan was taking a nap behind the counter, and the two of them returned to the room quietly without disturbing him.

Seeing the double bed, Shu Jun felt very kind. He patted the pillow on the (bed chuang), and when he was about to say something, he saw Zhu Yanchen staring at the mannequin in a daze.

"Don't look, I will practice now, and go out to hunt at night."

After breakfast, Shu Jun was still hungry. Even if he had ordinary food to satisfy his hunger, he still had to catch some mutant beasts to fight the teeth rites-during this time, his vague appetite for Zhu Yanchen did not disappear. Since discovering that his mind, his appetite has a little more meaning of "appetite", he pressed it to the bottom of his heart, for fear that it would lose control again.

"I'm afraid this thing won't work." Zhu Yanchen looked at the points on the mannequin. "Even if you are familiar with it, a real person will breathe, and the body will not stand still, which will not achieve the best results."

He glanced at the mannequin again and put down the windbreaker: "I'll do it."

"You...what?" Shu Jun slid his hand and patted the edge of the bed with his hand on the pillow.

"It's better to practice with a living person."

Zhu Yanchen unbuttoned his shirt again, his tone calm.

"First of all, to practice accuracy, you only need to let the erosive crawl on the surface, you don't need to move my brain. Secondly, I am immune to erosive and will not be corroded. Finally, facing me, the erosive will fiercely resist— —It’s better for you to practice control."

"Uh..." Shu Jun was stunned. When he reacted, Zhu Yanchen had already marked the points for practice.

Red crosses were scattered on the pale skin, rising and falling with breathing.

"You can practice." Zhu Yanchen sat down at the end of the bed, naked. This person turned on the light screen and continued research without changing his face (color). Obviously, he did not intend to waste any time.

Shu Jun swallowed, and the mixed appetite came up again. He pierced his lips with the tip of his tooth and pressed it back for three full seconds.

"I see." He said softly.

The dark corroded quality turned into filaments, slowly climbing up Zhu Yanchen's skin, like some kind of deformed vine. The contrast between black and white is so sharp that Shu Jun can clearly hear his heartbeat.

It's awful, it's really difficult to practice.

The filament ran over a red cross without successfully eroding (dry gan) the net intersection. Under Shu Jun's (strong qiang) system, the erodes gently glide across the skin, meander quietly, and swim back again.

The red cross gradually became incomplete, and several central points were successfully erased. This job is a bit like embroidery, and it does require practice.

Zhu Yanchen remained motionless while being stroked by countless filaments.

"If you are itchy, tell me?" Shu Jun said uncertainly. The scene in front of him was too ambiguous, and his thinking gradually became fuzzy.

The atmosphere must be adjusted, he thought.

"Fortunately." Zhu Yanchen didn't look back, his voice calm. "Just keep going, don't be nervous."

I'm not nervous yet, my heart almost burst out of my throat. Shu Jun took a few deep breaths, sweating behind his back.

In addition to standing up to complete those red crosses, Zhu Yanchen sat in bed until the sun went down. The speed of Shu Jun's progress was astonishing-he began to erode and twist, and he was always inaccurate. Later, it was accurate without any muddle.

Accustomed to the sensory shock, Shu Jun’s hunger pangs doubled, and his mood calmed down. The confidence to control everything has returned again, but with a small regret——

From the beginning to the end, Zhu Yanchen sat steadily without wavering at all.

From a certain perspective, this exercise is enough (暧ai) ambiguous. The other party didn't react at all, maybe he really regarded him as a pure friend, Shu Jun was a little bit disappointed.

Thinking of this, Shu Jun thought more about mischief. Before the eclipse was completely withdrawn, he specially separated a trace, let it squirm slowly, crawling over Zhu Yanchen's neck, from the base of the left ear to the auricle.

Smokey ears are ticklish, he remembers clearly.

Sure enough, Marshal Zhu's left ear brushed red. He turned around with a strange expression and grabbed Shu Jun's wrist.

"Sorry, sorry, I don't see you moving—" Shu Jun immediately retracted his body and raised his hands high.

Zhu Yanchen cut his whole person with his eyes, his eyes were a bit strange. Shu Jun quickly adjusted his expression and correct attitude, and decided to apologize seriously.

Marshal Zhu (body shen) leaned forward, his face a little close, and he sighed in Shu Jun's ear: "Don't make trouble, I still have the handcuffs."

His voice was very soft, and his tone was flat, whether it was a joke or a threat.

"I'm going hunting now." Shu Jun stood up, "Don't dare, I won't dare again next time. Later, I will catch a fat mutant beast and come back. Let's roast and eat."

Zhu Yanchen slowly wiped his face: "...The chili powder is not enough, I'll go buy some too."

"Well, Ayan who knows me, remember to bring a few bottles of drinks."

"Ok."

y city interior.

There was an accident in the command center, and Yining ran out all day. Finally, as night fell, he dragged his tired steps back to the office.

Surprisingly, there was a familiar figure there. Luo Duan was leaning on the sofa to read, and when Yining came in, he smiled gently.

"You are back," he said softly.