Since Fu Shiwu was pretending to be sleeping, he naturally didn't dare to move around.
Secretly spit that he couldn't enjoy the happiness, Fu Shiwu adjusted his posture and buried his head in Tang Xuhai's neck, and really entered the dream.
Maybe it was because he was too happy, so Fu Shiwu, who had few dreams, really had a dream this time.
Dreaming about his childhood, Fu Shiwu immediately knew in the dream that he was dreaming.
He looks at things about his child's affairs with a third-party vision.
The food in the courtyard is very good, and the three children who are close to him are all round and lovely. Four children were sitting in a room with wooden planks on the ground. The corners of the room were filled with building blocks and models of cars. The windows were wide open, the temperature was warm, and the breeze was blowing the white curtains.
The little Fu Shiwu's eyes looked bigger than they were now. He was solemnly holding a plastic stethoscope and listening to the belly of a boy whose clothes were lifted to reveal a bulging belly.
Fu Shiwu blinked with big eyes and said seriously, "You are sick and need an injection."
The little girl pretending to be a nurse next to her immediately raised a white plastic syringe and stabbed the boy's ass.
"Ow~~~ I don't want injections!!!" the boy shouted in resistance.
Fu Shiwu pressed his arm with his small hand: "If you are a patient, you must listen to the doctor's advice. The injection will no longer hurt your stomach."
The little girl pretended to hold the cotton wool with empty hands: "Don't move, the needle will be crooked!"
The other boy who pretended to be a patient had curly hair and looked at his friends with a melancholy expression. He doesn't want injections, can he take medicine
The little boy with a bulging belly snorted unwillingly, and his upturned Danfeng eyes were moist with excitement, he pouted and said, "Don't play doctor-patient games with you again! Why do you want me every time? as a patient?"
The little girl held the syringe in her hand and said innocently, "Then what do you want to play with?"
The little boy rolled his eyes and said, "Why don't we play house, I'll be the groom, and you'll be the bride." He pointed at the little girl with his short little finger. ·
When Fu Shiwu heard why he didn't have any part in it, he immediately said anxiously, "What about me? What about me?"
The little girl said embarrassedly: "But the one who gets married is a boy and a girl, and there will be more than one."
Fu Shiwu was hit hard, and his friends stopped playing with him!
The Danfengyan boy reluctantly said, "I watched on TV that there was a child behind the bride pulling her hem. Why don't you just be the one who pulls the hem."
Fu Shiwu nodded immediately, and the boy next to him who had been completely ignored burst into tears: "Then what am I doing~~~"
The little girl ran over and wiped his face twice with her little hand: "Don't cry, you'll be standing in front of you then. Wouldn't there be someone standing in front wearing black clothes? You will be that person."
With tears in his eyes, the naturally curly boy nodded pitifully and said "yes".
The four children were reconciled as before, but Fu Shiwu felt hungry. At this moment, the door of the room was opened, and a woman in a white coat with curly hair stood at the door: "It's dinner, little guys."
Fu Shiwu was very surprised when he saw her, he opened his mouth to shout, stood up and walked towards her. The little girl behind him suddenly became uneasy and sad, the boy was naturally melancholy and confused, while Danfeng's eyes were full of anger and sadness.
The whole picture suddenly fell into darkness, and Fu Shiwu was involved in it blankly.
His body was suddenly pulled heavily, and he fell to the ground. A boy of about 6 or 7 years old rode on his back, beat him hard and pulled his clothes: "You are not allowed to talk to her again!! You If you dare to talk to her again, no one will pay attention to you in the future! Everyone will bully you."
"Stop hitting!!" another boy shouted.
Fu Shiwu felt breathless, and the extreme fear brought tears to his face.
A girl shouted: "No fighting! I'm going to tell the teacher!!"
Immediately after that, there was a huge noise, and Fu Shiwu's ears were buzzing like tinnitus.
"Ah—" the girl screamed.
Fu Shiwu felt that he had probably lost consciousness, and a woman said gently and sternly, "Let him go!"
Fu Shiwu abruptly opened his eyes, because the inside of the sleeping bag was very warm, even reaching the level of heat, so he turned around and shrank to the side, the edge of the sleeping bag just pressed against his neck.
Fu Shiwu raised his head, and his breathing became smoother immediately. No wonder it turned into a nightmare in the end!
It was still very dark outside, everything was quiet, and Fu Shi couldn't sleep in the afternoon.
He recalled his mother's appearance when he was young in his dream, wearing a floral dress in a white coat and perming fashionable curly hair, looking very mature and beautiful.
Then Fu Shiwu was confused, why did his former friend see his mother like that? That's not fear, it's just that she simply doesn't like her appearance, and there is an undetectable... disgust
Did his mother do something bad that the playmates in the former compound hated? Fu Shiwu tried to think back, but he couldn't remember what annoying thing his mother had done.
He just remembered that his mother was a very good scientist, and many people listened to her words, even his father was a member of her project team. Fu Shiwu turned over and leaned his head against Tang Xuhai again, surrounded by a sense of peace of mind. And at the end of the dream, the voice at that time seemed very familiar, quite like his mother's. But how is that possible. That fight was when he left the compound and went to Yuncheng to go to elementary school.
"What's the matter? Can't sleep?" Tang Xuhai asked with a hoarse voice, awakened by his turning over.
"Sorry for waking you up." Fu Shiwu apologized embarrassedly.
"Have a nightmare?" Tang Xuhai raised his hand and touched his forehead, cold with faint sweat.
He raised his hand and pressed his head, leaning in his direction.
Fu Shiwu pressed his face to his chest. Thanks for the darkness now, otherwise the embarrassment on his face would definitely be seen by Tang Xuhai.
"Yeah." Fu Shiwu hesitated for a while, but said softly, "I dreamed of the time when I was bullied in elementary school when I was a child."
"That time?" Tang Xuhai paused for a moment, then reacted and said, "You mean the time that caused your psychological shadow?"
Fu Shiwu hummed and said, "It's just that my mother came to stop me in the end. It was obviously not like this at the time, but I actually dreamed that my mother saved me."
Tang Xuhai stroked his hair soothingly, and said in a low voice, "Dreaming is just human brain activity. Dreams sometimes change according to people's subconscious, maybe it's just that you miss your mother too much, so That's what dreams become."
Fu Shiwu thought about it and said, "Probably."
Tang Xuhai said, "Don't think so much, just sleep."
Fu Shiwu nodded obediently, and Tang Xuhai, whose hair was rubbing against him, was unbearable, and wished he could turn into a wolf and rush to him.
Silently carrying the eight disciplines, Tang Xuhai bowed his body to prevent Fu Shiwu from discovering his changes.
Fu Shiwu didn't notice it. At this moment, all his thoughts were devoted to thinking about why his friends hated his mother. In his impression, his mother was a very good person who treated them very gently—of course, he was his mother's child, and naturally he was the most favored one.
There's no reason to be hated by your friends at all. If she is strict and doesn't like children, their attitude is understandable, but mothers are not like that, and it becomes a mystery.
Fu Shiwu thought about it and laughed dumbly, this is just a dream, not a real memory, why is he struggling with this!
After letting go of his thoughts, Fu Shiwu quickly fell asleep, but Tang Xuhai, who was awakened by him, couldn't sleep.
Waking up the next day, the Keel Corps set off in full gear, picking up more than a dozen people who had stayed in Jiajia Village waiting for their return journey.
Jia Ren and the others got on the bus, while Liu Hong moved a few people to their bus. No way, no one thought that Pingnan's team would not come back together, so they could only squeeze in like this.
After it snows, the snow melts, the temperature is lower, and the aliens that are active outside at such a low temperature are significantly less. The people in the convoy hurry up and hurry, and returned to Peicheng smoothly without any accidents on the way.
After returning, he handed Jia Ren to Wen Zhaoming. Fu Shiwu didn't have time to listen to him talk about what happened recently, so he ran to the Academy of Sciences with a box containing refrigerant to send him to Ouyang Cheng.
Ouyang Cheng was full of resentment and complained when he saw him: "You've hurt me so badly, you've just roasted me on the fire alone. You're better yourself, hide to the side and be quiet!"
Fu Shiwu looked at him puzzled, his eyes very innocent: "I just came back, and I haven't had time to do anything yet. How did it hurt you?"
Ouyang Cheng looked at him angrily and said, "You said you did it on purpose, or are you really sincere?! You just post the technical report online, I have no problem. But why did you only sign my name? Don't write your own name?"
Fu Shiwu said as a matter of course: "This research and invention is the result of your own labor, why do you want to write my name?"
Ouyang was about to take his breath away, he held his arms weakly: "This scientific research result is based on the important discoveries you provided, so of course you are a co-inventor! Naturally, you should be in the technology. Put your name on the report."
Only then did Fu Shiwu understand. He sighed and said sincerely: "I don't know about this either. It's already been published anyway, so that's it."
Ouyang lost his temper completely, and dragged the box containing the condensate to his side in a particularly vicissitudes of life: "What else can I do? I have been harassed by those who should have harassed me... I was asked by scientific research institutions in more than a dozen cities in turn... "
Fu Shiwu felt very sorry for Ouyang. Because he found that if he had known ahead of time, he would still choose not to sign his name if he would confront a dozen people he didn't know, like Ouyang.
Apologizing silently, Fu Shiwu slipped away while Ouyang opened the box to check the coolant and lowered his head.
Fu Shiwu found that he was really bad at learning now. If it was before, he would probably stay there blankly, waiting for Ouyang to complain enough before leaving.
After self-reflection, Fu Shiwu walked down the stairs and happened to meet Dr. Zuo.
"Hey~ you guys are back." Dr. Zuo's eyes lit up when he saw him, and he rushed over as if he had seen a male god.
Fu Shiwu calmly said to him, "Well, I'm back."
Dr. Zuo didn't care about his indifference at all, and said enthusiastically, "Are you all right now? Would you like to sit with me?"
Fu Shiwu was embarrassed. After returning, he still had a lot of things to tell Wen Zhaoming, and he also wanted to know about Hollande's performance during this period.
Dr. Zuo didn't care about his hesitation and dragged the person away.
Fu Shiwu sat helplessly in his office, listening to Dr. Zuo gushing about his new research results. Those things went in and out of the left ear and out of the right ear, and I couldn't understand it at all.
Dr. Zuo spoke for a long time in a very spirited manner, before he kept his mouth shut and asked, "By the way, has your supersensory ability improved recently?"
Fu Shiwu asked him to ask, and suddenly remembered what he was going to tell him: "I scorched a wolf king with biological electromagnetic waves on the way there. In addition, I also found that the third-level aliens can interfere with biological magnetic waves. Humans, and directly attack the human brain!"
Dr. Zuo suddenly became serious. He straightened up, showing the look of an authoritative scholar: "Oh?! It really is."
"Sure enough?" Fu Shiwu looked at him in astonishment.
Dr. Zuo hummed and said, "Later I simulated many scenarios based on the biomagnetic field, and among them was this method of interfering with others. In fact, attacking the brain is not the most powerful one. As long as the energy is sufficient, it can even directly burn people's brains. "
Fu Shiwu was surprised: "Alien can be so powerful?!"
Dr. Zuo shook his head and said, "I have dissected the specimen of the third-level alien, and its body can't provide so much energy. It's you, as long as your perception level rises, it's not a problem to directly burn the alien's brain!"
Fu Shiwu was stunned, and after a while he said: "No, when I was burning the wolf king, Xu Hai who was standing in a line felt the heat. If I used this ability directly, would even humans be stunned? accidental injury?"
Dr. Zuo said indifferently: "Well, it's a bit indistinguishable between us. But to be honest, this ability can be used as the ultimate ultimate move. Come, come, let me help you determine the current level."
Fu Shiwu involuntarily stood up and walked with him to the laboratory.
Fu Shiwu's situation is special, and only Dr. Zuo can accurately measure his ability level.
"Level 4!" Fu Shiwu's eyes widened as he looked at the numbers that appeared on the computer screen.
Dr. Zuo shook his head in dissatisfaction: "Level 4 is far from enough. You must at least reach level 7 before you can use that skill arbitrarily. But..." Dr. Zuo tapped his chin and took it from the freezer in the laboratory. Come out a small box.
Inside the box are a few light blue medicines that can be injected directly.
"What is this?" Fu Shiwu looked down.
"This is Hercules Potion!" Dr. Zuo proudly showed his research results, "The source molecular energy I extracted that can be directly absorbed by human power users can stimulate the power users to upgrade their power levels in a short time, and burst out. Great power fight."
Fu Shiwu was shocked: "So powerful?"
Dr. Zuo nodded and said: "But this medicine has a disadvantage. It will destroy the stable source cell structure of the human body. It will lead to a significant drop in the power level of the power user after the effect of the drug, or even be directly abolished in serious cases. , become ordinary people."
Fu Shiwu froze in his heart.
Dr. Zuo looked at the Hercules potion with pity: "But even so, this potion can save people's lives at a critical time. It's just that the materials for manufacturing are too hard to find, and the extracts are supernatural creatures. I also made a total of That's all." Then he raised his eyes and looked at Fu Shiwu: "There are no source cells in your body, but there is no sequelae like a supernatural being. However, the source molecular energy will directly stimulate your potential to explode, allowing you to improve in a short time. Sensation level six is no problem. Sixth level is enough for you to unleash an ultimate, but then you'll burn out and die."
Dr. Zuo raised the box in his hand and asked, "Do you want it?"
Fu Shiwu stared at him closely, and asked calmly, "Since you only made so many, are you willing to give it to me like this?"
Dr. Zuo smiled, shook his head and said: "Of course there are conditions, I want the ape-eating eagle outside the city. If you can get it to me, I will give these Hercules potions to me. you."
Fu Shiwu's eyebrows furrowed fiercely. This Hercules potion can be said to be the potion that reverses everything at a critical moment. Now that he knows that such a small blue bottle exists, of course he wants to get it.
Fu Shiwu thought about it for a while and said, "I'm going back to discuss it with someone."
The ape-eating eagle is not so easy to catch, and it is still unknown where its nest is.
Dr. Zuo said, "I'm not in a hurry. At least until Ouyang makes the first steel-porcelain gun, your chances of winning will be better."
Fu Shiwu frowned and bid farewell to Dr. Zuo, and returned directly to courtyard No. 7 of Xishan Garden.
"Why did you go for so long?" Tang Xuhai was sitting in the living room watching TV.
Fu Shiwu saw that his face was less serious, he softened his expression and said to Tang Xuhai, "Come with me, I have something to tell you."
Tang Xuhai raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, stood up and followed him to the third floor.
Fu Shiwu knocked on the door, and Wen Zhaoming's voice said, "Please come in."
"Zhao Ming." Fu Shiwu walked into the door, and Tang Xuhai closed the door directly after entering.
Wen Zhaoming looked up at him and said, "I happened to be looking for you... what's the matter?"