Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

Before the sorcerer’s excitement, the attention was immediately caught in the wounds of the juvenile arm.

Witch's eyebrows are full of hops.

The other person's body is covered with bruises, from the bare legs, to the knees covered by half-long gray training pants, and even the cheeks are rubbed. The most conspicuous is the red and swollen road running through the right arm, like being scratched by a sharp object across the fabric.

The sorcerer brushed it and ran to the iron gate, and it hurts.

He has never seen such a big sister.

Ten years later, Wei Shi was a golden armor and was revered by thousands of people. Ten years ago, he was scarred and sat alone on the mottled steps of the r code base.

In the iron gate, the teenager looked at the sorcerer's gaze and looked down at his own hand, then looked at the witch. Be alert and alert.

The sorcerer who just wanted to speak.

Dad, who was more than a decade ago, apparently did not know himself.

After the subconscious mind was synchronized, the stomach of the witch was still in the middle of the river. The harsh current image in the ear is coming from another world far away -

"Let him trust you. We will guide outside..."

The sorcerer lived in the cold forehead and finally seized the erratic communication current in his mind: "Song-"

In the lab, the anxious Song researcher opened his mouth: "Connected! How are you there?"

Mao Dongqing looks solemn, silent listening to the researcher's retelling: "15 or 6 years old, with injuries, gray training suits, smashed the stick as a weapon -"

Mao Dongqing: "It was the first transformation of Wei Ge. Xiao Wu, think of ways to let him go in and follow him."

Outside the iron gate, the witches temporarily cut off the connection.

When he looked at the guards in the door, his arms penetrated through the rusty iron fence, his mind was suppressed by the subconscious, and even thinking became extremely difficult.

Wei Wei looked at him with no expression.

The little dwarf outside the door was dressed in a clothes that was obviously bigger than the one. The skin was a porcelain white with a creamy scent, and the small round face was stuck on the hollow iron gate. I didn't know that he could pull it out. The eyes are wet and foggy -

It seems that if you bully you, you will be able to succumb to the water.

Wei Shi finally stood up from the steps.

He opened his door indifferently: "Whoever throws you out?"

Also, when the r code base received a fool.

The sorcerer’s eyes were bright, and he brushed his head from the iron gate, and followed it in three steps.

Wei Shi swept him. Many people in the transformation of human beings have the genes of beasts, goshawks, lions, and Komodo lizards. The dwarf next to them is probably rabbits and hamsters, and they don’t know what gene designers think.

As soon as he was behind Wei, he was trying to adapt to the world of consciousness, and finally tried to pull out a little thought and judgment.

The young man in front of him is not walking fast. He was not blocked by bruises on his legs, but he looked very carefully and his eyes picked up slightly. Not like invisible, but like -

The memory rolls, the night, the Triassic, and the crater pterosaur hovering.

- "Four-color vision is the artificial transformation of genes, and later cone cells no longer differentiate, visual degradation."

It is now the end of the first transformation, and the point of visual deterioration of Datun.

The witch's heart beats slightly, and the subconscious is going to take the hand of the teenager.

Wei Wei reacted very quickly and brushed his hand.

He is inexplicably angry, and the little animals that come back are still not aware of the checkpoint! I am going to be relatives to strangers, and I am being domesticated!

When Wei was indifferent and turned back, he did not write three words on his face. Do not give.

The sorcerer can only follow, because it is not completely synchronized with the world of consciousness, and the same way is deep and shallow.

"You...what is your name?" The sorcerer took a close look.

"My name is Witch." Witch said to himself: "What happened to your hand?"

The little dwarf kept talking and said that Wei only scanned his eyes and would not go to see him.

too weak. The eyes and cheeks are round and round, and the whole person is soft. It is estimated that a finger can poke a red mark. I really smashed a remodeled product that was abandoned - stupidly standing outside the door, if not good-hearted, it is estimated that it will not live tomorrow. No one will ask him except himself!

At this time, the harsh collection of ringing rings suddenly sounded.

The black smoke of the nose was disturbed by the ringing tone, and there were people running in the distance and in the distance. Wei gripped the wooden stick in his hand.

Some people in the black smoke are crying in the secluded, some people are laughing, some are talking to the air, some people are twisted on the ground, crawling like a worm.

The witch suddenly looked up.

Wei looked at the little dwarf who had no knowledge.

Only two weeks after the last transformation, the r code base is a madman who can't adapt to the new gene. His enemy is not them -

Wei Shi carried a wooden stick and adorned behind the crowd, slowly entering the low-rise factory in the black fog.

The sorcerer followed suit at the same time.

It seems more like a "classroom" than a factory. The projection is on the front to teach the most basic reading and writing of the modified person, and the two instructors are talking quietly on the stage.

The witches sat in the second row with Wei.

Several high and short teenagers immediately looked in the direction of the two. They are about the same age as Wei, and they are deliberately shouting loudly: "He dare to come in? After class, the brothers will give him some color look--", "Mom, I didn't break the hand in the morning, I must let him lose. Two.", "Before the transformation, the madness is like this. He thought that he was Shaoge?! After the transformation, I still don't know how to be a man with a tail..."

The witches frowned and finally understood the screams of several people.

Daxie made the first transformation two weeks ago - the cone cell transformation failed, the gene rating dropped from the original s to b, and the base was a small man who fell into the grave, and a bruise also came from them.

In front of the two rows of tables and chairs, the instructors turned a blind eye and became accustomed to the conflict between the students.

The witch was silent and the palms were tight.

The externally closed r-code base is like a distorted world, and the reformers fight themselves, causing all these reformers to stand idly by.

The class bell will start again and the test paper will be distributed from the time of arrival.

The instructors did not care about the course and the exam. The two even talked about the shortness of the parents. It was obvious that they did not find more witches.

Under the podium, when the right hand is injured, hold the pen with your left hand.

The sorcerer suddenly pinched the test paper of Wei.

The juvenile alert looked at him.

The sorcerer screamed and picked up the pen, indicating that he could help him write.

On the side of the test paper, multiple choice questions, the sorcerer gently writes a chubby d, the next one is a chubby b... and then the next one is pressed by the elbow.

The witches looked up.

The amber pupil is slightly shiny, and the light-colored small curls almost hit the body.

The juvenile's line of sight paused for a long time in the small soft hair, eventually removing the elbow.

The sorcerer sighed with a sigh of relief and began to work hard with the pen of the big cockroach. He did not notice the heavy gaze of the young man beside him. When he looked up again, Wei also looked away.

The sorcerer returned the written test paper to him, and Wei Wei snorted and said nothing.

After an hour, the test paper was handed in and the bell rings.

The instructor went out with his forefoot, and the group of teenagers just woke up and said: "Hey, scorpion."

The ridicule is the guardian time of visual degradation.

Wei Shi measured the sticks in his hands and finally stood up: "Go out."

Wu Yi discovered that "going out" was to him.

Of course, the sorcerer could not go out, but he joined together to defend.

Wei Shi coldly looked at him: "I let you go out."

The group of bullies finally noticed the existence of the sorcerer, the classroom was cleared, and the door was brought back by a horse.

The head of the man was surprised to see the witch, and his eyes were unusual: "Who is that, come over."

The sorcerer turned to look at him.

The soft little round face with the meaning of the murderous milk, does not know where the Wei time came from, looks very interesting, looks very beautiful - more than 80% of the male reformers r code base, pretty is not a good thing.

A few people whispered something, then laughed, and in the past they had to catch the sorcerer, and ridiculed the guardian: "We have taken it, leaving you a hand--"

The silent Wei suddenly started, and the stick fell to the man.

"I fuck!" The gangster couldn't take the anti-dash, was smashed to the right shoulder, hurting his mouth, and he was going to fight back and squat.

Five of the six people gathered here, and the rest of them just had to start with the sorcerer – the sorcerer suddenly lifted the chair and was a glimpse of him.

Snoring.

The man's head was cold, and then he reacted, and a roar took a knife from his pocket and went on.

The sorcerer finally knows where the wound in the right hand of Daxie came from. The anger in the chest is brewing, he is no nonsense, a blade that can't be avoided, and the backhand is back. In the eyes of the witch, a cold, pressed out of the cold, between the electric and the fire, the opponent was forced to suppress two faces by him -

The sorcerer raised his elbow again.

The silver flashed, the knife was already sandwiched between his two fingers.

The tactical action a12 is connected to c8. Ten years later, Daxie taught him his tricks.

There was silence in the classroom, and even Wei Wei looked at Wu Xie’s eyes with surprise. The sorcerer turned back to his gaze.

In the r-code base, the group of fifteen-year-old students still stayed in the initial stage of the mixed fight. The sorcerer, the half-slung escaping the player, may not be able to fight if it is unexpected.

The leader of the group of teenagers finally sighed: "Mom, don't keep your hands, give me direct work!"

The sorcerer glanced at the young man, and the two did not say a word, tacitly blocking the back for the other side. Wu Han went straight to the big knife and continued to pick up the chair - still the most primitive heavy weapon pickpocket.

Wei Shi is also nonsense, the injured right hand holds the knife, the left hand stick is so hot, almost never missed.

The two are closer to each other and the back of the ridge is closer. The sorcerer hit the head, and when he found the big cockroach, the first time he joined the group, the excitement in the blood came out, like a little leopard.

Wei Shi sticks to the soft little dwarf behind him. He doesn't know what he is excited about, and his spine is slightly stiff.

When the opponent only had the last one, Wei did not hesitate to get up and the knife was sharply stretched on the bully - exactly the same as the wound on his arm.

After the revenge was completed, Wei Shiji, rummaging through the pockets of the people who were begging for mercy, found a few green cards and took half of them to the witch.

"What is your name." He suddenly spoke to the witch.

Wu Yikong Yiliang: "My name is Witch," he looked at the big man again, and cheerfully said: "I know when you call Wei."

Wei Shi’s line of sight swept through a small, fluffy, soft curl.

The little dwarf proudly told him: "Your name, I saw it on the test paper."

Wei Shi snorted and left the classroom with a blank face.

The palm is slightly itchy.

The two walked out of the factory along the black smoke, and the sky was already dark. The sorcerer took the few green cards and found out the purpose soon.

The food, medicine, and supplies in the r code base need to be fixed at regular intervals. The green card is the “voucher” that is commonly used in the reformers. In the supply battle that became the "canteen", the conflict between the two reformers broke out within only ten minutes.

Most of them are fifteen or sixteen-year-olds, and there are also some older age differences. The instructor silently watched the reformers compete with each other, and even used this as a basis for the rating of “whether it is aggressive” or “whether it has viability”.

Waiting for the evening training, the witchcraft thought cold.

Reformers who have not accepted a complete transformation and have no emotional shackles are not allowed to learn firearms and fighting. The so-called "training" is nothing more than the instructor's suggestion of various meaningless and even provocative disputes among the students. The teenagers are crazy and usually do the same, in exchange for extremely small rewards.

The r code base is hierarchical.

The highest status is the researcher who does not often appear. They decide the “score” and “fit gene” of the reformer, followed by the instructor, and finally the reformer.

Reformers tend to be socially submissive in an extremely depressed environment. As the last layer of the hierarchy, they will use all means to please the instructors and researchers. Even under the huge psychological gap, they will spontaneously use bullying and violence to create a "gap" between transforming and transforming people.

Everyone has the need to be recognized. The r code base is the use of acquiescence, indifference and psychological pressure to select the most suitable humanoid weapon in the base.

The sorcerer was next to Wei, and mixed the training among a group of reformers who were not valued by the instructors.

His eyebrows are tight.

Most of the reformers are only in their teens. They are forcibly shaped into the humblest obedient when their minds and values ​​are most vague. In order to survive, they can only be integrated at all costs.

On the other side of the playground, after the training, the instructor told a simple story: a c-level student directly entered the a-level after receiving a high-risk transformation, and was about to be dispatched by the laboratory for the first task.

Beside him is a face that is eager to try -

The witches turned their heads.

In the reverse of the distorted r-code base, “accepting transformation” and “accepting high-risk transformation” are regarded as heroic glory.

This is the childhood of all the reformers, but also the childhood of the big brother.

He suddenly turned around.

Wei Shi looked at the little dwarf and motioned him not to stand on the training ground and hurry up. After 10 pm is the redemption time for medical devices -

Before the two people kept the exchange machine, the witches rushed to insert the card, and the bandages and medicines slowly spit out from the conveyor belt.

Wei Shi took care of things and shouted: "Run!"

Not far away, another team of reformers are squinting, and it is also common for the materials that are handed to be robbed at the r-code base.

The two men ran into the grove until they panted and stopped. Weiwei vaguely showed a happy smile, and the next second quickly converges.

When the sorcerer saw the big squat, he sat down and squatted down. The teenagers sweated their arms and the shoulders were slightly stiff.

This little dwarf is like jelly, it’s soft, and it’s going to stick together!

However, when the sorcerer took the initiative to dress himself, Wei time paused and eventually refused.

The wounded arm was wrapped in a layer of bandage, the head of the little dwarf was warm, and the bandage was painted with a layer of honey, sweet and sweet.

Wei Shi unconsciously licked his lips.

The little dwarf's hand is also very soft.

The sorcerer quickly wrapped the arm of the big scorpion into a baobab tree, made a fat bow, and then pretended to inadvertently want to pull the hand -

Wei Shi was suddenly poked in the center, thinking, widening his eyes and turning his head.

I will be back on the first day, not to check it out! I don't know what it will be in the future!

The sorcerer was frustrated, but soon he got up. He needs to gain the trust of Daxie step by step, not rushing to the present.

The air around me was hot and cold, and the current in the ear sounded again. The sorcerer could almost see the instrument flashing green. He can't wait too long in the world of consciousness, he must withdraw from the rest and continue.

When the two men were bandaged, Wei looked at the sleepy little dwarf and consciously took him back to the dormitory.

There are two simple camp beds in the dormitory, one quilt and one empty. The sorcerer looked at the number on the empty bed - it was on the 60th than the big one. The shared table also contained the textbook with the name of the previous roommate.

The disappearance of personal belongings from the bedroom can not be taken away. There is only one possibility, that is, the transformation fails.

Wei Shi took a bed from the cupboard and threw it at the quilt.

The witches cleverly hold, look at themselves for a while, look at the big cockroaches for a while, and suddenly close.

"No mattress, cold..." The little dwarf dragged the quilt and rushed to the body.

"!!" Wei Shi can not prevent it, do not know whether it is mad or what, after the ear is slightly red: "Where is the hand and hand?"

The sorcerer snorted and the paw was taken from the belly. The crystal of the eyes is bright, and the quilt is moved to the front, and the quilt continues to smash -

The young cockroaches are much younger than ten years later. They have not been professionally trained, and they may not even beat him! As long as you fight for yourself, you will be able to grab half a bed!

The witches are full of fighting spirits.

When Wei was cold, he was thrown into the quilt and was caught by the sorcerer. He couldn't bear to shoot, and the little dwarf was caught and caught. The light brownish soft fur kept his nose twitching, and the faint mint sweet milk scent filled the nose.

When Wei was suddenly red on his face, he turned to the face of indifference: "No trouble!"

The witch is finally not cold.

He sucked his nose, and ten years ago, the big cockroaches were soft sun hay and nutty! The sorcerer drilled into the arms of Daxie and couldn’t tell the excitement.

Wei Shi snorted and acquiesced him to squeeze in bed.

"Wei..." Wu Yu was ups and downs in the subconscious mind of Daxie, and screamed.

When Wei Wei is silent for three seconds, it is not shallow and does not fade.

"大佬..."

Wei Shi suddenly: "What -" When he looked down again, the little dwarf was already asleep.

"..." He stuffed the man into the quilt and decided not to care about him.

The night wind gently swayed the window sash. After a long time, Wei suddenly blinked, and took a look out of the quilt and took a look.

After a few moments, the rain gently fell, and when I was awake, I woke up and took the little dwarf out to take a look and get out of bed.

Just like a scared person will suddenly disappear.

It’s his, what others have thrown out of the iron gate, so it’s only his.

The sorcerer rolled over and his hand was exposed outside the quilt.

Wei Shi gave him back, and thought that this little fool would want to hold hands when he met for the first time! Very unruly! He was pinched and shouted.

Sure enough, it is a good squeeze to seduce yourself.

By the moonlight, Wei Shi carefully looked at the face of the witch, and finally fell asleep.

Floating City Lab.

The sorcerer walked out of the instrument with the stomach and was immediately supported by the Song researcher. He had a weak breath, his face was white, and the instrument was flashing red.

Song researchers quickly test the pulse of the witchcraft: "M7 sleep aid drugs to me, plus two tubes of physical recovery agent."

A small researcher immediately went to get it.

The sorcerer shook his head: "No, I will go in again soon-"

Song researcher frowned: "Two hours of rest, otherwise it may cause irreversible damage."

The witches are still to be said, the Song researcher comforted: "The subconscious can be logically self-complementary, nothing, just 2 hours. Wei Ge will not find out."

Witch had a pause and finally nodded.

r code base,

Wei suddenly blinked.

The little dwarf in his arms disappeared, and only the one in his dormitory breathed.

The juvenile looks suddenly changed.

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