The renovation of Qin's villa was as hot as the weather in August. The summer tea prepared by Aunt Liu made everyone very happy, and the progress was not slowed down by the hot weather.
The three-story villa building is covered with thin steel plates except for the windows and doors. Because it had been sprayed with a layer of mottled green glue in advance, it didn't have the kind of shine that reflects sunlight. From a distance, it looks like a deserted building covered by green plants, which does not arouse the slightest suspicion. The thick steel plate reinforced on the inside of the window is equipped with sliding grooves that can be opened and closed horizontally to both sides, and there are two-finger thick bolts that can be tightly fixed together.
The original lawns and gardens were cleared away, covered with steel plates one by one, and the joints were welded tightly. There were two hundred-year-old hibiscus trees in the yard. Aunt Liu was reluctant to cut them down, so she discussed with Qin Luo and finally kept them.
The fence of the Qin family's villa was not low in the first place, but for safety, Qin Luo erected a tall and thick iron fence ten meters away from the courtyard wall. One end of the fence is buried about 30 centimeters into the ground, and the upper part is interlaced and connected together, which is very strong and solid. Qin Luo also plans to lay a thin layer of cement sand between the wall and the fence, and then extend five or six meters outside the fence, so as to reduce the possible attacks of mutated plants.
The cheerful boss is called Li Jun, who is a full round older than Qin Luo, and after many days of contact, he is considered to be familiar with Qin Luo. I heard that he wanted to lay cement, so he patted his chest and took it without asking. Qin Luo also had to admit that this brother Li had a lot of friends. After making a few phone calls, a mixer truck came early the next morning. It took the workers more than half a day to pave sand, gravel and cement in the area designated by Qin Luo, and make it even. Qin Luo was very satisfied, so he paid a little more, and found a not too big restaurant outside, and booked a table for everyone to have a meal.
During the dinner, someone asked Qin Luo why he made his villa look like this, and Li Jun also pricked up his ears curiously. Qin Luo said that there was a distant cousin who was a director. Because he was going to shoot a zombie-themed film and television drama, and he fell in love with his own villa, he asked himself to make corresponding changes. As for why it was changed to this way, he is not particularly clear, but the other party requires him to be authentic in order to achieve a realistic effect.
Everyone understood immediately, no wonder some people tossed their villas so horribly. They all asked Qin Luo to help him walk through the back door. In case there was a vacancy for extras in film and television dramas, he could take a seat and show his face on the video screen.
Li Jun knocked his chopsticks one by one, laughed and cursed, and turned his head to tell Qin Luo not to be as knowledgeable as them. If he really hired these guys, a good horror movie must be made into a comedy.
The workers were not happy, and they refuted Li Jun one after another. Whoever said zombie movies must be scary, and some people would like to watch funny ones.
Li Jun hadn't seen any zombie movies, but only glimpsed a few bloody posters. He didn't know if it was true or not, so he asked Qin Luo.
Qin Luo has long seen that Li Jun belongs to the kind of person who does not believe in evil, and he will basically sneer at any bizarre things. But after getting along for many days, Qin Luo has a good impression of this brother Li, and kindly popularized the basic knowledge of the end of the world to Li Jun. He chose the most similar scenes in several movies, and briefly talked about some elements of survival in the last days. Li Jun was dumbfounded when he heard it, and kept yelling to take a few days off after finishing the work to look for the movie Qin Luo said.
A group of people made a fuss very late, Qin Luo took a taxi to send them back. At this point, Qin Luo felt that the defense of his villa was almost completed in terms of hardware. The rest of the details will be added gradually in the future.
Several batches of things prepared by Zhou Deren were delivered to the warehouse in Dongliang County as scheduled, and there was nothing shoddy in them. Qin Luo also fulfilled his promise as promised. Although he did not immediately transfer the shares under his name to Zhou Deren, he also signed the corresponding documents. Seeing that Qin Luo didn't intend to play tricks on him, Zhou Deren was relieved a lot, and at the same time speeded up the speed of collecting things. Originally, he made a one-month appointment, but it took him only 20 days to complete everything. Of course, the value of these things cannot be offset by all the equity in Grandpa Qin Luo's hands. Zhou Deren had contacted Qin Luo several times, and he knew that Qin Luo was not a fool. If he wanted to get all the shares from him, he would have to pay an equivalent exchange. Before Qin Luo could speak, he transferred some money from his account to Qin Luo. Seeing that he was on the right track, Qin Luo stopped playing Tai Chi with him with documents, and generously and completely transferred the equity to Zhou Deren.
Not long after, news spread that Zhou Deren had an incurable disease and flew to Country R to seek help. And this news was disclosed by a media and published on the third page of the newspaper. Although the location is not eye-catching, but the evidence is solid, so Qin Luo is completely relieved.
After a period of continuous extraction and treatment, the silver ions in Mo's leg bones were removed a lot. Aunt Liu paid close attention to his diet, and Mo's complexion was much better than when he first arrived. However, when the silver ion injection in Mo's leg bone started, he was still a child in the growth period. The development of the bone allowed some silver ions to fuse into the bone, and the long-term continuous injection made Qin Luo's removal more difficult. more and more difficult.
It often takes him several hours to barely absorb a little bit that is not as big as a grain of rice. But he was not discouraged, and believed that in the long run, Mo would be completely rescued from the pain caused by the silver ions.
Mo is very content, now he can walk, run and jump without any problem. Compared with the horrible treatment suffered in the research institute, it is happier to be living in heaven. Although he knew that with his cursed existence, he would never be able to reach the beautiful place that people described, but the place with Qin Luo was his paradise. He will protect this man at all costs. Even if the end of the world that Qin Luo said really comes, he will do his best to protect him.
Mo's idea was not a naive whim. With the reduction of silver ions, the ability that was forcibly suppressed in his body also slowly recovered. Not only has the sensing distance and range been greatly expanded, but the sensed images have also changed from the red lines outlined by blood vessels to clear images. In addition, Mo secretly stretched his nails to the length of a foot. The seemingly fragile translucent nails could leave a few deep marks on the hard rockery in the yard. He could even feel that if he put in a little more strength, the stones on the rockery could be broken into pieces by him.
The sense of floating that had been lost slowly returned to the body. Mo felt as if he was a light, weightless fluff that could keep dust from falling even without the presence of wind. And with the appearance of this feeling, everything in Mo's perception is gradually slowing down, becoming slower and slower.
Mo was very happy with this change. If it wasn't for the fear of exposure of his identity, which would cause Qin Luo's panic and disgust, he would really like to show off his abilities to Qin Luo.
Mo couldn't explain this feeling clearly. If he insisted on categorizing it, he felt like a male peacock was showing off its gorgeous tail feathers to his female.
Shaking his head, Mo suppressed his messy thoughts. He has to show a good performance today. This is the first time Qin Luo asked him out after bringing him back. Although Qin Ke had to wear a big tail, but Mo was sure that he would be a hundred times stronger than a little Maotou.
Mo got dressed and sat by the bed, he could clearly sense all Qin Luo's actions in the room, and these would be played in the form of pictures in his mind.
At this time, Qin Luo was wearing a pair of briefs, holding a towel in one hand to wipe his dripping hair, and holding a signature pen in the other, writing something hastily on the paper.
Ink didn't care about the handwriting on the paper, and all his attention was focused on Qin Luo. The man's skin was fair, and his fine hair was almost so light that he couldn't see it clearly. He obviously looks thin and thin, but he doesn't feel that thin and bony. Especially the upright buttocks, which looked fleshy, and he couldn't help but want to pinch them just by looking at them.
Mo's Adam's apple rolled a few times, and suddenly he felt that the slacks he was wearing were a little tight. Looking down at the tent propped up between his legs, he frowned in a daze. Then a bunch of messy things emerged in his mind, and Mo seemed to be walking through those memory fragments. He knew that those memories did not belong to him, let alone from 'Murphys', but those who had been torn apart by him and sucked their flesh and blood. The memories of those people were merged into his consciousness, becoming part of his source of knowledge, and finally absorbed by him and transformed into his wisdom. At this time, those memories are showing him the knowledge he wants to understand, and this time Mo Xue is extraordinarily serious.
"Mo, Mo, are you ready?" Qin Luo dressed properly, stood outside Mo's bedroom and knocked on the door to ask.
Just as Qin Luo went downstairs, Aunt Liu said that Mo hadn't come out yet, so he went back upstairs and asked Mo to go down for breakfast together.
Hearing Qin Luo's voice, Mo quickly pulled himself out of his memory, took a few deep breaths, and calmed down his beating heart. In Mo's memory, his heartbeat has never been so vivid. In order to measure his accurate heart rate, the people of the institute even specially made a sophisticated instrument. He didn't even expect that he would be so engrossed that he completely shut down his perception, and he didn't even notice that Qin Luo had left the room.
After rubbing his face, Mo tried to restore himself to normal before getting up to open the door for Qin Luo.
Qin Luo looked at Mo's flushed face, and stretched out his hand to touch his forehead worriedly. There is no sign of fever, but he is not an ordinary person, Qin Luo is inevitably still a little worried.
Mo froze and didn't dare to move, Qin Luo's hand on his forehead almost made the pores of his whole body relax rapidly. The scene just now flashed before his eyes, and Mo's face was ruddy like never before.
"Mo, are you sick?"
Qin Luo withdrew his hand, wondering if he should take him to the hospital. Mo's identity is too special, if the hospital finds out that he is different, there will definitely be big trouble. But don't go to the hospital, if you really get sick, it's even worse to be stubborn. After all, Mo stays in the research institute all year round, not to mention that it will be purified and disinfected there, but it is definitely not a normal space. As far as Qin Luo knows, the bacteria in many laboratories are thousands of times lower than those in the outside world. Once you stay in such a place for a long time, you will easily get sick when you come out.
Seeing his worried face, Mo shook his head hoarsely, "I, I'm not sick."
Qin Luo blinked his eyes, this kid said he was not sick, so what could it be? Inadvertently, he glanced at the tent that could still be seen between Mo's legs, and instantly understood why his face was flushed.
If it were someone else, Qin Luo would definitely turn around and leave. No grown man needs the same sex to tell him how to put down the tent. What happened to Ke Mo really made Qin Luo feel distressed, maybe this guy still doesn't know what happened to him until now.
Gritting his teeth, Qin Luo bit the bullet and pointed to Mo's tent, "I'll tell you how to solve this problem in the evening. Now let's go down to have breakfast, and there are still many things to do."
Mo watched Qin Luo turn and leave, the buttocks tight under the jeans almost attracted all his attention. Slowly the corners of Mo's mouth rose, wondering if Qin Luo's 'solution' was what he thought.