Mo stared at Qin Luo with big shining eyes, Qin Luo didn't care much at first, thinking he was curious for a while and then stopped watching. After all, no normal person would stare at someone without blinking. But soon, he found out that he was wrong, how could it be a normal person who could be favored by the research institute. And this guy really stared at him for ten minutes without blinking his eyes. Even when he pretended to be asleep and closed his eyes, he could feel the fiery gaze of the other party.
Qin Luo opened his eyes helplessly and looked at Mo, "Why do you keep looking at me and not sleep?"
Mo bit his lip, and held back for a long time before saying, "You, you are a good person, very, very, very good..." This was almost the best adjective he could think of.
The trace of anger that Qin Luo had stared at at first disappeared without a trace. He thought of Qin Ke being locked up in a snow-white isolation room by the lunatics in the research institute, and tortured until he was inhuman. At this time, Mo was also extremely thin, and his innocent eyes seemed to shatter if touched. Qin Luo's heart softened all of a sudden, and even his tone of voice became very gentle.
"What's good about me." Even he himself felt that the voice was soft, as if coaxing a child.
Mo still stared at him, "Didn't hit me, didn't drive me away, gave me clothes to wear, and let me sleep on such a soft bed. And, and you are very good, you helped me remove that, I will do it no matter what." A collar that keeps pulling."
Qin Luo rubbed his hair, this guy's requirements are really low. Mo rubbed his hair against Qin Luo's hand like a puppy, and Qin Luo patted him, "Good boy, close your eyes and go to sleep."
Mo obediently closed his eyes, but said in his mouth, "Even if I close my eyes, I still can't fall asleep."
Qin Luo rolled his eyes, but asked softly, "Why?"
"Hmm... happy, happy... that should be the way to say it?" Mo was a little uncertain, and few people said so much to him. Those guys hadn't given him anything or talked to him for a long time since that incident.
Qin Luo raised his eyebrows, "Because you can get rid of those guys?".
"Well, I don't have to be forced to do painful experiments anymore, I don't get electric shocks when I don't obey, and I don't need to have injections into the calf bones. The injections are the most painful, and I have to have injections every day... It's very, very scary."
Judging from the sudden tenseness of Mo's body, he should be very afraid of that pain.
Qin Luo frowned. He met Mo four years after the end of the world broke out. At that time, he had already learned that Qin Ke was sold to the research institute by George, so he got involved with some capable people and planned to take a risk to rescue Qin Ke. What he didn't expect was that the research institute was much bigger than he had imagined. They only invaded a sub-organization of the research institute at that time, and almost wiped out the whole army. Fortunately, Mo and his men just broke into the sub-institution, and they were able to escape. Later, he followed Mo and began to destroy the institute's sub-organizations one after another, rescued those trapped, and worked hard to find Qin Ke's whereabouts.
In Qin Luo's eyes, Mo was serious and cold. Although he seldom led the team out on missions, he was very good at reaching out. I've never heard anyone say that there's anything wrong with Mo's legs. But just when he helped him to the bathroom from the dining room, Qin Luo noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with Mo's eyes. Especially the left leg was almost being dragged. Could it have something to do with what he said, the injection into the leg bone
"Can I see your legs?" Although Qin Luo asked in a questioning tone, he had already lifted the thin quilt covering Mo's legs.
Mo was a little nervous, but he didn't stop him.
The trousers of home clothes were already very loose, and Mo was very thin, so Qin Luo easily rolled up the trouser legs of his legs to his knees.
Mo stared at Qin Luo without blinking, and he could feel the other's warm fingers moving slowly against his calf.
Qin Luo's face became more and more ugly, and he actually felt metal on Mo's leg, and it was free metal. And there are a lot of them, and they are all the same metal.
Mo looked at Qin Luo's more and more serious face, and nervously grabbed the quilt, he was afraid that this person would say something to tell him to leave the next moment.
Those who caught him every day for experiments had said that he was a dangerous monster and no one would take him in. So even if he escaped, he would have nowhere to go in the end.
Qin Luo noticed Mo's nervousness, and patted his leg, "Don't be nervous, I just want to help you heal your leg, but it may hurt."
Mo was taken aback, he didn't expect Qin Luo to say such a thing while frowning, and he forced a smile at Qin Luo, which seemed to be a way of expressing kindness in his memory.
"It's okay, I'm in pain every day, I'm used to it... Thank you, thank you."
Qin Luo was taken aback by the smiling face he squeezed out. Although this guy's smile was stiff, it already had the effect of charming all living beings. Rubbed his hair, "Don't be afraid, I won't take it out all at once, that would be too painful, I will take out a certain amount at a time, it won't cause you too much pain."
Mo nodded, and lay down obediently.
Qin Luo's hand pressed tightly on Mo's leg and moved slowly. Although he can borrow the power of space to slowly absorb the metal ions in Mo's leg bones. But the ions are too small after all. Before this, Qin Luo had never used the power of space to grab such a small substance. Moreover, the number of opponents is very large, and it is not something that can be done in a few minutes.
In order to distract Mo's attention and prevent him from concentrating on the pain, Qin Luo chatted with him occasionally. He remembered that although he had memories of Mo, he was still a stranger who didn't even know his name to Mo.
"My name is Qin Luo, what's your name?" Qin Luo asked softly.
Mo stared at his big black eyes and thought for a while, "The name, they all call me 'zero' or 'subject zero'...but I don't like this name."
Qin Luo frowned, no one would like such a mouse-like name. In the end of the world, he heard that there are six experimental bodies that the research institute attaches the most importance to, and they are numbered 'Zero', 'S', 'T', 'R', 'Ultimate No. 7' and 'Evolution 3000' . Qin Ke's number at that time was 'R', so it was hidden very secretly, and 'Zero' was said to be the earliest experimental body lost by the institute. Qin Luo didn't expect Mo to be 'Zero', no wonder he hated the institute so much later.
Qin Luo sighed softly. If it wasn't because he was too young when he was caught, or the institute used some method to erase his memory, then Mo was probably produced by the institute through some kind of gene.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Mo lowered his voice again, as if he was muttering to himself, "Sometimes, there are some voices in my head. They seem to be calling me, but they don't seem to be, because they all call me 'Murphys' ’. I don’t know if that’s my name…”
Qin Luo looked up at him, and Mo blinked pitifully, as if he really wanted to get a positive answer from Qin Luo. Qin Luo nodded as he wished, "Very likely, this name also suits you very well."
Mo's eyes flickered, and he seemed very happy, "I think so too, so I ask those guys to tell me that 'Zero' looks like 'Murpheus', because I am Murphys!"
Qin Luo frowned unobtrusively, it seems that Mo is not really Murphys. If the prediction is correct, Mo should come from Murphys' experimental body. As for the name Murphys, Qin Luo seems to have seen it in the top-secret information of the research institute. Because it's just a quick glance and it's been too long, I don't remember it deeply. After searching for a long time, I didn't find any useful information.
Mo You suddenly froze, his left calf was about to lose sensation, but just now, he felt that those things that suppressed his strength were being absorbed by some kind of force, penetrating the bone layer little by little, towards the skin. surface wandering. Although it is very painful, compared with the pain of injecting this kind of thing, it is much worse, and it is still within the tolerable range.
Slowly, a layer of bright powder has gathered on the skin of the ink leg surface. And that layer of powder gradually disappeared in Qin Luo's hands.
After a while, Qin Luo condensed the silver dust inhaled into the space and took it out, and what appeared on his hand was a round silver bead the size of the cap of a little finger.
Before the end of the world, silver could not only make jewelry, but also be used as an antibiotic fungicide. Some preparations with silver ions also have antibacterial and anti-inflammatory effects and promote wound healing. However, after the end of the world, the most prominent use of silver is to make weapons that can kill several different species. For example, a silver bullet can penetrate the steel-hard skin of a mutant werewolf, and it can also give a fatal blow to a vampire. For another example, silver-plated knives can increase the damage to these creatures, especially when dealing with vampires, the wounds caused by silver products will be difficult to heal.
Holding the small silver bead in his hand, Qin Luo slowly turned his eyes back to Mo's face, as if an answer was about to come out, but Qin Luo gave up pursuing the final result. Not only because the ten years of the last days gave Qin Luo an instinctive sense of danger, but he didn't feel anything that could be called dangerous in the person in front of him. It is also because after the apocalypse, Qin Luo has rescued many experimental subjects with his own hands, ate and lived with them in the base, and fought against various crises of the apocalypse with them.
In Qin Luo's view, he himself is not a normal person, so it doesn't matter what Mo is, the important thing is that he will not hurt himself. Besides, he is alone in the last days, and the four old, young, sick and disabled he has to protect is really not an easy task. If ink is added, it will undoubtedly add a great boost.
Mo's fingers slowly tightened, pinching the corner of the quilt to stare at Qin Luo. He was afraid to see fear, panic, hatred in Qin Luo's eyes...
Qin Luo's face gradually became gloomy because he thought of the cruelty the institute had treated the experimental subjects.
Mo suddenly reached out and grabbed Qin Luo's arm nervously, "I, I... I won't hurt you, I promise."
His voice became smaller and smaller, and it seemed that the only person he could trust had seen through his bloodthirsty nature, which made him hate the power he possessed so much.
Qin Luo eased the expression on his face and rubbed his hair, "You have to make sure you don't hurt my friends and relatives."
Mo looked up at him in surprise, and nodded solemnly, "I promise."
Qin Luo looked into his eyes, "I also promise that I will not hurt you, nor will I let them hurt you."
Something misty condensed in Mo's eyes, and he blinked hard to let the mist dissipate slowly.
The rain outside had stopped, and Mo remembered what Qin Luo had said before, he only let himself stay until the rain stopped. Biting his lip, he looked out of the window, and then at Qin Luo, with a pitiful look about to be abandoned.
"Do you have somewhere to go?" Qin Luo looked at him with some amusement.
Mo shook his head, Qin Luo put down his trousers, and covered the thin quilt again, "Then go to bed, I don't want to drive you away."
Mo obediently closed his eyes, but secretly reached out and pinched the corner of Qin Luo's clothes. Qin Luo was a little helpless with the behavior of a child like him, and felt a little distressed for no reason. He didn't take it apart, and fell asleep unconsciously leaning against the head of the bed.