Those corpses with the same appearance as Bai Chunian were scattered from the container swallowed by Kraken, floating alone in the sea.
The group of killer whales coiled in this sea area, lined up in an orderly team, and pushed the corpse floating in the sea with their smooth foreheads, and slowly pushed it in front of Rimbaud.
Rimbaud knelt on the edge of a reef on the seabed, took the corpse, put his hands gently on his eyes, and whispered: "blasyikimo. (bless you)"
A blue light jellyfish floated onto the corpse, turning into a spot of light and blending with him. The corpse slowly dispersed into white sand, spread on the reef, and a piece of orange-red coral gathered and grew.
After the helicopter took Bai Chunian away, Rimbaud buried every homeless corpse in the sea and asked them to raise corals, which became their tombstones.
After burying the last one, there was an orange-red coral sea on the bottom of the sea. Rimbaud rested in it, raised his hand to look at the memo engraved on his forearm.
Rimbaud picked off the grains of sand in the first and second scars little by little, and the wounds healed quickly, and the original smooth and clean skin was restored.
But he left the third item, stretching out his sharp nails, and carved the words a little deeper.
Bai Chunian's injuries were not serious, and the infection did not spread further, but he was still picked up by the headquarters.
It was the first time for him to take the president's private jet. The warm lighting in the bedroom was very warm, and there was a double bed in it, covered with a soft silk quilt.
He was wearing an anti-inflammatory infusion needle on the back of his hand, lying on the bed bored, his mouth was particularly bitter, so he fumbled in the bedside drawer to see if there was any sweets.
Indeed, there is a small square box, Bai Chunian took it over and took a look, it was a box set.
"..." Bai Chunian sat up on the bed, and looked into the drawer.
A full drawer cover.
"Oh oh oh." Bai Chunian propped his chin, with an understanding face, he immediately closed the drawer, pretending nothing happened.
A doctor in a white uniform walked in, looked at the remaining dose, and sat down to check the wound healing.
Professor Zhong is the current director of the IOA Medical Association. He has the M2 level Ivy gland, the J1 ability to detoxify, and the M2 ability to heal wounds. His status in the alliance is only lower than that of Yan Yi.
"I invited you all up, the president is too fussy, I thought Brother Han was here to pick me up." Bai Chunian leaned against the head of the bed, turned his recovered left hand, and made a fist for Professor Zhong Look, "It's okay, as long as it can heal, it proves that the inflammation is eliminated. My body is more accurate than the instrument."
Zhong Caibing sat on the edge of the bed, rolled up his clothes and checked his wound, the wound was completely healed, leaving only a slight mark. Then I checked his eyes and hands one by one, pressed his spine and ribs from top to bottom, and felt relieved when everything was normal.
"I'd better take a look in person to rest assured, otherwise you will drag the injury seriously by jumping up and down, and it will be even more difficult to heal by then."
Bai Chunian rested his head with one hand lazily: "Well, no, I'll be honest, don't worry."
"Are you honest?" Zhong Caibing laughed, "I heard that Mr. Bi and Mr. Lu's precious lumps were all abducted to the special training base. No one can do this except you."
"Tsk! The matter of the secret agent, how can it be called abduction." Bai Chunian patted his thigh to defend, then suddenly paused, leaned over to Professor Zhong, and asked slowly, "I heard that there is a little alpha in your family, the level is not high. Come on, let’s find out if the special training base is interested.”
"My family, Xia Naichuan, is only in junior high school." Professor Zhong laughed, "His father watches closely, and the child is exhausted."
"You're quite caring." Professor Zhong teased him.
"Be careful." Bai Chunian squeezed his fingers and calculated, "Now there are no more than ten children who can be taken out of the special training base immediately."
"So sometimes I just hold my breath when I train them. Why are these kids so stupid. But after a long time, I think a group of hardworking idiots are cute."
"I think, something like me... um, something? In case I'm gone one day, I have to reserve someone who can be used by the president."
After he finished speaking on his own, he fell silent suddenly, leaning against the head of the bed and staring at the infusion needle on the back of his hand in a daze.
"One day we will disappear from the world."
Bai Chunian lowered his eyelashes, and the light cast a shadow under his eyelids: "Like a scrapped gun."
Professor Zhong sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him. He could feel his depression. He had been in a depressed mood since he was lifted onto the plane.
In years of research on experimental subjects, Professor Zhong found that some experimental subjects have very delicate emotional changes, and their brains will react against simulated scenarios such as accusations, misunderstandings, and abandonment, and rely on chip programs to make fixed behaviors and expressions Robots are so different that they are even more sensitive than humans due to sophisticated brain modifications.
To lazily lump all subjects into one category and ignore some of their humanity is arbitrary. Very unscientific.
"The president has already left for Westminster to attend an international conference, and he can't get away for the time being." Professor Zhong stood up, "He told me to do something."
Warm and slender hands gently rested on the top of Bai Chunian's hair, rubbed it, and said with a smile: "He asked me to do this, and by the way, I'm telling you that you are unique."
Bai Chunian's back was stiff, and he cleared his throat uncomfortably: "Got it."
Professor Zhong pulled out the needle for him, walked out of the bedroom slowly, and closed the door. Before he left, he took a look through the door. Bai Chunian covered his head tightly with a quilt, and he was lying on the bed.
When the private plane landed, the nurses in charge of taking care of Bai Chunian wanted to carry him to the stretcher and push him down, but Bai Chunian refused, put on his coat and got off the plane by himself.
A Porsche was parked outside the airport, and Han Xingqian was sitting in the driver's seat reading the latest medical magazines.
Bai Chunian opened the car door and sat in: "I said you're bored here, let the professor pick me up in person, you'll be ashamed as I am."
Han Xingqian closed the magazine and put his hands on the steering wheel: "I can't get in on the president's order. It would be nice to pick you up when I have time."
"Take time?" Bai Chunian noticed that the co-pilot was sitting alone, and Xiao Shunbanban was sitting on the seat.
Bai Chunian got out of the car immediately, gave Han Xingqian his middle finger through the glass, and mouthed, "Beast."
Han Xingqian drove slowly beside him, pressed the car window, and gently pushed the frame: "Let's go."
It was cool in the evening, Bai Chunian gathered his coat and walked against the wind, turned around and asked him, "Why did you bring him out?"
"Do something an adult should do." Han Xingqian tapped the steering wheel lightly with his fingertips.
"Ouch." Bai Chunian felt his ears dirty when he heard it.
Xiao Xun hurriedly explained: "Brother Han took me to the Alliance Police Station to change my ID card. The identity of the Greyhound family is inconvenient, so..."
Han Xingqian looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Otherwise?"
Xiao Xun choked, his face turned red and pale for a while.
"I'll go back to the base by myself." Bai Chunian waved his hand to let them go first, and before leaving, he opened the window and asked: "Don't spoil the sniper I managed to get in, you bastard, you are not a good bird."
Han Xingqian laughed, closed the window and merged into the traffic.
Bai Chunian strolled around the port, the night breeze blew up, cold bumps formed on his skin, he wrapped his coat tightly, squatted on the pier, took out the cheap cigarettes and lighter he just bought, his hands were a little stiff from the cold, pressed It took a few moments to light the flames, and the lights on the moored ferry were reflected in the sea.
In fact, he has also accumulated millions of dollars in savings, and the villas and sports cars are placed in invisible places to collect dust, but he just likes to live in an apartment complex with two families on one floor, and listen to the whistle of the bird walker opposite the door in the morning Going downstairs, squeezing into the vegetable market where people are ordering dumplings to choose what they want to eat today, these trivial days that people have complained about enough, just happened to be the life he couldn't see and longed for growing up in the observation box.
The soot fell into the water, and Bai Chunian lowered his head, his own shadow was reflected in the water, the snow-white fish bones on his ears were reflected, and the black ore appeared dark blue in the darkness, rhythmically rhythmically, as if he was breathing, Also like a heartbeat.
He stretched out his hand to draw a smiling face on the surface of the water, rubbed the water from his body and stood up.
Already very good, to be content.
In the early hours of the morning, people on Aphid Island were already training in different venues. When the sun was bright, the students gathered and lined up on the shore, and everyone packed their luggage and was ready to go.
Today is the day of the end-of-year assessment, and the live assessment will be broadcast simultaneously at the headquarters, so that the seniors in each department can see the performance of each student.
Bai Chunian came back from the ferry, just in time for the departure, he put on the instructor's uniform and disembarked, with his coat casually draped over his shoulders.
Several instructors were present, admonishing and admonishing the students in their own class, turned their heads to see Bai Chunian coming back, and looked at him with indescribably complicated expressions.
"Look at me." Bai Chunian was quite puzzled, "I'm back from a business trip."
When the students saw Instructor Bai coming back, they didn't dare to breathe a sigh of relief, and stood upright with big eyes and small eyes.
Bai Chunian glanced at his watch, his throat was dry, and his voice was a bit heavy: "What are you doing, do you want me to die outside?"
He picked out the toad mirror from his pocket, put it on, and patrolled the line with the pocket in it, straightened Ying's hat, and pulled the neckline for Lu Yan.
"One by one, the eyebrows and eyes are shining, what's the matter, are you so happy?"
"If this year's assessment is broken again, think about the end first, do you hear me?"
The clownfish stood up straight with his pen, and kept raising his chin at Bai Chunian.
Bai Chunian walked up to him in his pocket: "No, what's wrong with you?"
"Instructor, back, back." The clownfish whispered, frowning and winking at him.
"There's a chicken in the back." Bai Chunian glanced back, there was nothing unusual, so he leaned against the rock at the back, which was one person tall, "Come on, no matter what happens, remember to be calm and calm, do you hear me? "
"Understood!" The students agreed loudly.
"Understood, sir."
A deep magnetic voice answered softly close to his ear.
The mermaid's blue tail was entangled on the reef, hanging upside down, clinging to Bai Chunian like a lizard.
Bai Chunian was stiff on the spot.
Han Xingqian sat on the front cover of the armored vehicle and peeled melon seeds: "He came last night, and he went through each dormitory. He was flying like a dog."