Looking at the scene in front of him, Su Weishang always felt... a little strange.
The tents in the medical area are all based on white, and he is now lying in such a huge tent. On the two beds on both sides lay an evolutionary who was wailing because of his injuries. In this battle, he seemed to be seriously injured, but in comparison, he was only slightly injured.
Su Weishang looked at a nurse holding a bloody gauze out of the tent door with a complicated expression, and then a handsome man opened the curtain and walked in.
Su Weishang raised her bright red lips immediately, revealing a gentle and kind smile. He blinked his big cat eyes, showing a pitiful expression, and whispered: "Jiqing, is your injury okay?"
Wu Jiqing's left hand was hanging around his neck with a bandage, and a thick gauze was tied on his forehead. He looked pretty good, with a ruddy complexion. But no matter how you look at it, it makes people feel that his walking posture is a bit hesitant, until he dragged the stool and sat in front of Su Weishang's hospital bed, he subconsciously kept a distance of half a meter.
This distance is not too big, so Su Weishang didn't notice it either.
The young man's exquisite and beautiful face seemed to be covered with one hand, and Wu Jiqing's dilemma was reflected in his clear light-colored pupils. He smiled and said, "Jiqing, why don't you speak?"
Wu Jiqing hesitated for a long time, and finally said perfunctorily, "I'm fine. Xiao... Xiaoshang, how is your injury?"
Su Weishang looked at his plaster leg that was hung on the metal bed frame, and said helplessly: "When the doctor came today, he said that it would take a few days before he could get out of bed, but he still had to use crutches to walk. But Jiqing, don't worry, my injury is not serious, it's nothing serious, Sister Qin Chu also said it." The last tone had some playful and coquettish taste, but it obviously didn't get the effect Su Weishang wanted.
I saw Wu Jiqing's handsome sword eyebrows slowly frowned, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: Your injury is not serious, which makes people feel the scariest. That's... an S-rank mutant that even I can't kill!
Su Weishang looked at Wu Jiqing's silence, and keenly sensed that the atmosphere was gradually getting awkward. He immediately changed the subject with a smile: "Jiqing, you don't know that the doctor's actions today are so rough. When he checked me Accidentally scratched my hand with a utility knife, and I don't know how he would carry a knife with him, it's weird."
As he said that, the innocent and pitiful boy deliberately raised his right hand, and saw a seven-centimeter-long gash across the white and delicate skin on the back of his hand. He had already taken medicine and made some basic treatments, but it was unavoidable. Doomed to leave a scar.
Wu Jiqing was taken aback when he saw this: "How could you be so careless?"
Seeing that this topic aroused the other party's interest, Su Weishang immediately complained aggrievedly: "I don't know, maybe that doctor is too young. If it was Sister Qin Chu, she would definitely not make such a simple mistake."
On one side, two evolutionaries who were so seriously injured that it was difficult to turn over, and could only lie down and listen to the soft voice of the little white lotus, after hearing Su Weishang's words, they all rolled their eyes speechlessly, feeling the helplessness of the other party. Rescue: Don't say that you, a traitor, sold our news to the enemy before. Even if you are innocent, how can Captain Qin Chuqin have so much free time to personally take care of you, a slightly injured person? !
What I have to sympathize with Su Weishang is that the three become tigers, and rumors are really the greatest weapon to destroy a person. When the news that Qi Yang intentionally disseminated passed through the mouths of countless people, all the doubts and guesses at the beginning disappeared without a trace, and gradually turned into—
"Su Weishang, he was the one who opened the dam when the A-level mutant attacked last time!"
"You don't know? That person stole everything from the research institute!"
"I'll tell you secretly, don't tell others, I heard from Xiao Ji that he saw that Su Weishang fighting with a mutant beast with his own eyes last time was so happy!"
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If someone wants to ask why no one sent Su Weishang directly to the headquarters of the base to be punished, it's not that simple...they couldn't even catch the evidence of this hateful traitor!
This guy's thoughts are really bad! ! !
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When Jing Xia and Ji Chuancheng arrived at a small building that was temporarily used as a research institute, Professor Qi was blushing rarely, yelling to compete with the handsome man. Although Professor Qi was not gentle, kind, and temperless in the past, Jing Xia had never seen him get so angry.
The way the two get along is also very strange.
One lowered his head and focused on repeated testing and research on a milky white soft object in his hand, while the other's mouth was almost dry and his face was flushed.
As soon as he looked up and saw Jing Xia and the two arrived, Professor Qi hurried over as if seeing a savior, and said, "Hurry up and persuade me this little monster! He has gone astray, he is simply crazy!"
Jing Xia swallowed, and comforted him: "Professor Qi, slow down, don't worry, what happened?"
Only then did Professor Qi explain the whole story in detail.
The experimental product of stab-2 was sent to province x through a secret channel the day before yesterday, looking for a no-man's land to wait for the experiment. Before this experiment started, Qi Yang actually started to overthrow the previous things and re-establish a stab-3 theoretical model.
The problem lies in the theoretical model of this stab-3.
Qi Yang's new concept is based on putting the mutation of mutant beasts in the same direction as the evolution of evolutionaries. He began to make maximum use of the tissue cells of mutant beasts that the research institute now has, and set out to start from the very beginning of mutations. Research, determined to find out the real reason of this end times first.
"If we don't figure out the source of everything, we simply can't build a stab-3 with the current resources. 』
This is what Qi Yang suddenly said after studying the stab-3 all night, leaving behind the table full of design drawings. From then on, this guy really didn't care about anything else. He first took the spinal cord stock solution of the simplest e-level mutants for research, and later even the s-level mutants fell into his hands, becoming a pool of the simplest research material.
It’s fine if he can research something important, but he only observes the most basic life form and organizational structure from the beginning to the end, as if he suddenly returned from a doctoral student to a primary school student, and put down the "11 why = 2" Difficulties, start to calculate the "11=2" calculation problem.
Returning to the basics is just a topic in the field of art. Before the age of 20, Picasso focused on the study of realism, but in the later period he created the unique style of Cubism. However, in the scientific research community, almost no one believes in such nonsense.
But now, this man who is known as the sharp edge of the restricted area force is suddenly so... "stupid".
After listening to Professor Qi's grievances, Jing Xia finally understood what Qi Yang was doing with his straight posture in front of the table. Qi Yang was seriously looking at the milky white substance under the microscope, while recording something.
Sighing, Jing Xia persuaded Professor Qi out of the laboratory first, and then stepped forward to take a closer look at Qi Yang's records.
"what are these?"
Jing Xia pointed to a semicircular figure that looked like graffiti on a piece of crumpled A4 white paper, and Ji Chuan lowered his eyes and gently pinched it with two fingers to pick up the thing that was about to fall from the edge of the table.
Qi Yang raised his eyes and glanced at the white paper lightly. Under the bright white light, the black figure appeared on the back as if transparently penetrating through the paper.
He replied without delay: "The dorsal fin cell mutation point of a C-level mutant mudskipper." As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately lowered his head and continued with that "great" career, not even leaving any extra eyes on the scene. Xia and Ji Chuan exchanged glances.
Seeing this, Jing Xia turned her head and looked at Ji Chuan, the two nodded in tacit understanding, then Jing Xia picked up a blank piece of paper and asked, "What about this one?"
"A simple diagram of the mutated cells on the head and back of a b-level mutated candlelight fish."
"What about this square thing?"
"The protruding point of the tooth mutation of a d-level mutant sardine."
"Where is this strange ghost painting?"
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This question-and-answer session lasted for more than half an hour. The young man standing at the table kept asking questions with great curiosity. The handsome man sitting on the chair simply stopped working and leaned on the back of the chair. replied lazily.
And Ji Chuancheng's deep eyes just quietly fell on Jing Xia's earnest appearance as if she was studying hard, her thin lips were slightly hooked, and she did not hide the greed in her eyes that wanted to swallow young people into her stomach. Possessive and possessive Satisfied with self-confidence—
Well, so smart and studious, my people.
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This strange question and answer didn't draw a curtain until Jing Xia opened a piece of rotten paper in the trash can that was deliberately crumpled into a ball, and pointed to the extremely chaotic figure in surprise to ask again. .
"What is this? I haven't seen such a mess before. Is it also from a mutant beast?"
Qi Yang's eloquent and eloquent voice stopped abruptly, and he stared blankly at the rotten paper in Jing Xia's hand. The time became extremely long at this moment, and the eyes of Jing Xia and Ji Chuancheng gradually became serious. After a long time, Qi Yang slowly took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose.
He stretched out his left hand and kneaded his swollen Qingming acupoint, with a helpless smile on his lips, and replied:
"That's the c-level mutant, the cross-sectional variation point map of the brain tissue fluid of the research institute's subject s1. The degree of variation is the most complicated, and it's also... the most difficult to draw."