So you are also a girl

The cloth from Mi Xiaoliu, and the scissors from Yiwen.

"I won." Yiwen shook his hands triumphantly.

Mi Xiaoliu shook her head and turned Yiwen's scissors into rocks: "I won."

Yiwen: "..."

Who did you learn so badly from?

She simply lied on the ground shamelessly: "Oh, I'm so tired, why don't you just carry me over there."

"Okay." Mi Xiaoliu stretched her right hand to Yi Wen's back, and put her left hand to the crook of her leg.

Yiwen shrank his legs subconsciously, but did not resist.

Later, Mi Xiaoliu discovered that although Yiwen was lighter than Gloria, it was still a heavy object for him.

Recalling yesterday, she imitated Lu Mingxue's novel and read a word: "Get up."

It doesn't have the heroic tone in martial arts novels, but it has a strong sense of insult.

So Ivan:

Afterwards, she ignored Mi Xiaoliu for a long time. After class, she sneaked downstairs to measure the data on the electronic scale that got the result by scanning the code.

When she stared at the data displayed on the phone and left, a blond senior also stood up pretending to be nonchalant.

When they got home from school, the two parted ways as soon as they left school as usual.Where I live is the opposite, I feel very helpless.

Hurley was really busy at ordinary times, so Gloria was asked to pick Mi Xiaoliu home after school, and the keys of the electric car were also handed over to Gloria.This made Gloria quite reluctant. If her best friend who drove a motorcycle saw her riding a small battery car with a child in the back seat, she would die of laughter.

But people have to bow their heads under the eaves.She still expects to eat Hurley's cooking at night, if she eats out all the time, she will gain weight again.

"Get in the car." Putting Mi Xiaoliu's schoolbag in the car basket, Gloria patted the back seat of the battery car.

Mi Xiaoliu looked very reluctant, sat up cautiously, and stretched out her arms to wrap around Goliath's waist.

The result was knocked on the head.

Gloria also glared at her.

Mi Xiaoliu rubbed her head in confusion, and continued to hug her waist.

Then got hit again.

"Sexy brat, don't touch your hands!" Goliath directly treated Mi Xiaoliu's head as a wooden fish.

Mi Xiaoliu quickly withdrew her hand.

Passing the alley at the school gate, I heard obvious noises inside, and it seemed that someone had a dispute inside.

Gloria glanced inside.I saw a few smoking gangsters blocking an unremarkable boy with glasses, and one of them even slapped him in the face.

Gloria braked, grabbed the schoolbag in the car basket and threw it over.

Successfully hit the bullied boy.

Mi Xiaoliu: "?"

"What are you doing?" Gloria spat on the ground to hide the embarrassment that she hit the wrong person.

Chivalry?Shit, she wouldn't bother with such a thing if it happened in a different position. God knows if the person who was blocked would suffer such a thing because of molesting his sister.

When I was a child, I also asked people to block the boys who bullied Misha.

But blocking people at the gate of Meiqiantu School is no good.

Just like students in ordinary schools often discuss, which other school has a group fight, which school fights hard, is particularly brutal, etc., which affects the overall reputation of the college.

For ordinary academies, it is only a matter of reducing the enrollment rate, but for the academy of abilities, this may make the Federal Education Bureau decide to directly change the management of the academy to reorganize the discipline.

At that time, I will not be free to skip school, smoke, bully children... Don't do that kind of thing!

Although she was an honorable college student after the summer vacation, at least this month allowed her to finally enjoy this kind of freedom.

The bad guys who originally wanted to turn their heads to see who was so short-sighted saw that it was Gloria, and ran away without looking back.

Except for the foreign freshmen who just entered school this year, no one doesn't know her, and no one dares to provoke her.

"Go, pick up the schoolbag." Gloria patted Mi Xiaoliu in the back seat.

Mi Xiaoliu glanced at her.

"What are you looking at? That's not my schoolbag." Gloria raised her eyebrows.

Mi Xiaoliu walked over to pick up the schoolbag and patted the dirt on it.There are everything on the ground in this kind of alley, such as soot, phlegm, bubble gum and so on.

Looking at the boy who was blocked just now, he found that he was in the same class as him.

Just Zhang Zikun, who was seen ashamed, fixed his glasses and pretended to be calm.

At such a time, the first thought of the rescued person may not be gratitude, but wishing to find a crack in the wall to get in, probably because of the boys' self-esteem.

Mi Xiaoliu stretched out her hand, trying to help him up.

"Little kid, when do you want the ink marks to come, I'll count to three." Gloria began the countdown to Mi Xiaoliu's death.

Mi Xiaoliu quickly ran back and sat on the back seat, subconsciously reaching out to hug Gloria's waist.

Then got hit on the head again.

Mi Xiaoliu didn't dare to hug her anymore.

Gloria directly took Mi Xiaoliu away on the electric bike, without even looking at the people she saved, and it wasn't that she wanted to save them.

Instead, Zhang Zikun heaved a sigh of relief and got up from the ground to pat the ashes off his body.

The act of Mi Xiaoliu reaching out to him just now really made him feel uncomfortable and wanted to die.Or because of boys' self-esteem.

"Are you okay?" A voice suddenly appeared from behind.

This Zi An's voice doesn't sound like a good person.

Turning his head, he could see a white-haired young man holding a small camera and aiming at himself. When he cast his gaze over, he moved the camera down and showed a friendly smile.

Like a spring breeze, Zhang Zikun remembered the anime that his grandfather shared with him when he was a child, and it was called Magic Card Sakura.The smile of the big brother next door that the heroine likes will bring this feeling to people.

Not only did it not hurt his poor self-esteem, but he wanted to completely vent his inner grievances.

The only pity is his uncomfortable voice of Zi'an. Wouldn't it be better to have someone else dub it?

"Are you injured?" He retracted the camera and walked over to check Zhang Zikun's face, where obvious lumps could be seen.

The man took two things out of his pocket: "1/2 choice, do you choose Diedajiu or Band-Aid?"

Weird way of speaking.

"Dieda bar." Zhang Zikun replied subconsciously.

The man bent down, took out a cotton swab and carefully wiped the side of his face with Dieda wine.

The close distance made Zhang Zikun notice that when this person blinks, his eyes don't close at the same time, but alternately at an inconspicuous interval, blinking sequentially from right to left.The speed is very natural, the kind that is impossible to pretend.

Outside the alley, the owl stood quietly on the telephone pole, tilting its head to watch everything here.

take a day off

As the title, I will be a little busy at dawn, go to bed early... The lunar calendar birthday is coming, we celebrate the lunar calendar

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Chapter 120

No, still no.

Looking at the mouse lying in the cage with no signs of life, Hurley was somewhat irritable, which was an emotion that was rarely produced in previous experiments.

One of the most important qualities of an excellent researcher is patience. Even if you have no patience, you must cultivate patience, because an innovative experiment cannot be successful in a day or two.

For a study, many people have to dedicate their whole lives to achieve it.

"You look like you need to rest, do you need an assistant for you?"

The sudden appearance of the voice successfully startled Hurley.

Because she was too focused, she didn't notice when the chairman had come behind her.

"Maybe, but very few people can meet my requirements." Hurley replied.

The difference in knowledge is the most troublesome part. Although these are inevitable difficulties that need to be adjusted in the day after tomorrow, she is not sure how long this adjustment time will take. After all, Easter’s technology is too different from the outside world, and the way of thinking is not the same at all. direction.

"The soul you mentioned before is not talking nonsense with my husband, is it?" The director bent down and carefully observed the incomprehensible experimental parameters on the table.

Hurley is used to recording one copy in electronic files and writing one by hand.The handwriting was very illegible, and the word "soul" could not be seen after a general scan.

"No, the soul does exist." Hurley shook her head, "A kind of energy from the brain that is different from brain waves. Although people have failed to detect it before, it is not an ideal substance, and it even has mass. The core of ability is the soul."

Researchers have a common desire to share knowledge.

Hurley took out a notebook and drew a villain on it: "For example, a person's ability is to shoot lasers in the palm of his hand, but the condition for him to activate the ability is the existence of this hand, because his palm will grow Make a 'hole' for firing the laser..."

She used a pen to paint the villain's hand into black bumps: "If his hand is broken, he can no longer fire lasers. But even if this hand is transplanted to someone else, others will not be able to use his ability."

"And if this person's hand can be taken back, even if it does not use the blood and flesh regeneration method commonly used by medical practitioners, it is a hand that is transplanted from outside and almost perfectly matches him. Even if this hand did not have a 'hole' at the beginning, After a while it will grow back the 'hole' too."

Something that goes against conventional biology, but is a major study of Easter.

So far, outsiders' research on abilities has mostly focused on regeneration, but they can't help others gain regeneration abilities permanently, precisely because of the lack of understanding of souls.

"I know all of this." The chairman waved his hand, signaling that she should not show off her knowledge in unnecessary places. "What I want to know is, if a person's 'soul' will automatically dissipate as you said after death, will her soul be reunited or not?"

Is the reborn soul still the same person?Since the word "soul" is defined in various books as the essence of a person, it's hard not to think about this question.

"I don't know." Hurley shook her head and gave an annoying answer.

With modern technology and superpowers, it is easy to repair a person's organs, but even at Easter, no one can repair the soul. At most, they are collected as raw materials for supernatural medicines.

This thing occupies the key to life, but it is like a by-product of life. It is difficult to recover completely after death. Without special treatment, it will immediately take away the weight of more than 20 grams without leaving any traces.

Even if it is Hirohara who has regenerated to LV4, her soul will dissipate at the moment of true brain death, and she will not be able to recover even if someone helps her provide nutrients.

The research on Easter has already involved the soul, otherwise where did the potion for the capable person come from?But to restore the soul, Easter really can't do it at the moment.

To say that it really reflects the aspect of "powerful soul"... for Mi Xiaoliu who was raised at home, the experimental data shows that her soul will be in a fixed state every time she dies and will not dissipate.Theoretically, she can only die of old age naturally, and it is impossible to really kill her by other methods, even if it is impossible to force her to age by other means.

But that was not the object of my own experiments.

"Then how do you guarantee that after resurrecting someone, she will still be the original her?" The director's hands clattered behind his back, which was the movement made by pinching the Buddhist beads in the wrong way.

"I can't guarantee it." Hurley shook her head again, and immediately comforted her: "But 'Easter' has technology with the ability to transform. If you are more concerned about the soul, I can try to cultivate the ability to reverse time and try to transform the soul. Recall. The resurrection plan for Ling Qianjin is not easy, after all, she only has bones left."

Although Hurley herself has never heard of the ability to truly reverse time, that is the domain of physics, and she specializes in biology and medicine.

But as a former third fractal, she still has the authority to put forward the theory.

To put it bluntly, it's just a big picture for the boss.

"They can create people with the ability to reverse time, but they can't change history?" The chairman seems to have a bigger appetite.

"Then you may need to face the paradox or the butterfly effect, and the ending may be even worse." Although Hurley doesn't know much about this aspect, it does not prevent her from talking about the plot of the TV series she has watched: "Look at those who want to change history With a good ending, maybe only one person died, and the butterfly effect may turn the history of only one person into death for the whole family."

"Well... I will find you a physics expert as an assistant." The chairman was easily persuaded, and patted Hurley on the shoulder, "If you have nothing to do, take a good rest. Life is 230 years (the greatest human theory in the new era of medical progress) age), plenty of time."

Watching her leave the lab, Hurley looked up.

In a refrigerator fixed to the wall, a female corpse with a severely damaged head looked as if it had been blasted from the inside.

Assistant Physics Specialist?

Why not let the chef be an assistant to the chief surgeon?

Shaking her head to get rid of the thoughts in her mind, Hurley cleaned up the test bench, took away the newly made black element inhibitor, and was going to coax Mi Xiaoliu to get an injection today.

I don't know how many times the inhibitor can be used with the child's physical fitness.

If the antidote is not successfully developed, even if there are inhibitors, with her system, she will probably have symptoms of being bedridden and weak next year, and she will die again before the third year of Chinese New Year...

There seems to be a medicine in Easter that can delay the symptoms of the black element, but that will only achieve superficial health and will accelerate the spread of the black element.

The irritable Hurley rubbed her cheeks vigorously, and rubbed out a mud ball on her face that hadn't been washed for two days.

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