For Mo Linqing, there were two accidents in his life.
One is that suddenly one day, there is a little soft and clingy daughter in my life.
The other is that one day, I heard my daughter call me bad Baba, this feeling is like-suddenly I saw that drooled tooth mark on the face of the dumpling...
He found that he had more people in his body. Strictly speaking, he derived a second personality.
This personality is rebellious, domineering, heartless, wanton, wanting to do things every day, especially when Mo Linqing found him very dangerous. Things, such as - creating a virus to destroy the world.
Mo Linqing made an assumption that if there was no daughter Mo Yinyin in his life, would he never be able to discover the sub-personality
The sub-personality, an uncontrollable personality, has no people or things in this world that he loves, will he wantonly create chaos, or even... destroy everything
Mo Linqing later learned of some of the confessions made by Lin Ju and Li Jiaxing. They claimed that they were people who came from transmigration and rebirth, and vowed to say that "he" was the villain who would destroy the world in the future, and took pleasure in torturing people.
With the promotion of Z medicine, the terminally ill people all over the country and even the world have been rescued. Mo Linqing was elected as the father of crude drugs, and was madly worshipped and adored by countless people who had gained new life.
With the passage of time, half a year, a year, and two years, the patients who were injected with the drugs were alive and kicking, and their health was better than before they were not sick.
At this time, no one would believe what Lin Ju and Li Jiaxing said in the past. They only thought that they were desperately ill and went to the doctor and made up for the so-called "saving the world".
Mo Linqing has won many honors, he has won many international awards, and even people who have been cured around the world, including many rich and senior officials, gathered to set up a foundation in the name of Mo Linqing, and created a foundation. A medical award.
This international folk medicine award is widely recognized, and researchers in the field of crude drugs are proud to receive this award, and it can even be said to be the most prestigious award in the field of crude drugs.
At this time, Mo Linqing was already at the academician level, a representative figure in the field of Huaguo medicine, and one of the ten most influential figures in the world in the past ten years.
People respected him, feared him, admired him, and no one would doubt any of his words and deeds.
Only Mo Linqing knew that if—if there wasn't that clingy-like dumpling, if he didn't discover the existence of another personality of his own.
As Lin Ju and Li Jiaxing said, it is very likely to happen.
This is the result that Mo Linqing has deduced countless times.
In his spare time, Mo Linqing once consulted a psychologist, consulted on related issues, studied psychology by himself, and took a certificate test. Both experts and himself told him that there were only two people who wanted to cure dual personality. The real healing is the fusion of the two characters into one, the sub-personality is incorporated into his consciousness, the two become one, and there is no second consciousness.
Dual personality is strictly different from schizophrenia. Schizophrenia is the inability of consciousness to stay awake and is somewhat confused, but in Mo Linqing's case, two independent consciousnesses coexist in the brain. Like a normal person, conscious, able to think independently, even better than the average person.
Mo Linqing has been to a friend who has studied psychology twice. Whenever hypnosis is in progress, the voice of the dumpling's milky voice calling good father and bad father always appears in his ears to make trouble.
She said, "Baba, I haven't seen a bad Baba for a long time. Do you miss him? Anyway, Yinyin did."
"Baba, Bad Baba took me to the square to play today, and bought a piggy kite, it's so fun!"
"Baba, bad Baba kissed me, so what about you?"
"Oh, if Baba doesn't take the initiative, Yinyin will be eccentric and bad Baba!"
"… "
Of course, the hypnosis could not go on. After Mo Linqing gave up the fusion of the sub-personality, his life was very "wonderful.
It's called flying chickens.
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After Mo Linqing became an academician, there are not many projects that need him to lead the team. He has almost achieved the ultimate in this field, and has entered the state of pension and baby care ahead of time.
The annual Children's Day on June 1 is a day when chickens fly.
This festival has nothing to do with Academician Mo, but his daughter, who just entered kindergarten this year, is a fine child.
Danzi is too happy, her sixth birthday collided with Children's Day.
Early in the morning, grandma, grandma, uncle, aunt, cousin, and Guoguo all called the group and sent a driver to deliver gifts.
A cart full of gifts, the dumpling sat in the pile of gifts, holding his fat cheeks with a satisfied smile, and sighed: "Baba, am I rich now?"
"No wonder the little girl Niuniu in our class said when she made a wish that she hoped to receive gifts every day. Yinyin thought she was too greedy before, but now Yinyin thinks this wish is very good."
Danzi looked at his father with bright eyes, "Because, because Yinyin also experienced the joy of receiving gifts, so, so..."
Mo Linqing looked down at her daughter. The dumplings were sitting cross-legged on the carpet, surrounded by gifts, including dolls, dolls, snacks, and pretty little skirts, and everything.
She casually held a gift in her arms, slightly embarrassed, and her cheeks were flushed, "So Dad, when you eat cake for your birthday this year, can Yinyin make a wish that she will receive a gift every year? ."
"Why not every day?" Mo Linqing asked.
"Because, it's not good to be too greedy in the story, Yinyin wants to leave some blessings to Dad!"
"Dad is so nice..."
The dumplings babbled like a small talker, holding gifts one by one and counting happily.
The six-year-old dumpling is still innocent, even if there is nothing missing, but a beautiful little dress is enough for her to be happy, and she can't finish talking about tomorrow.
Mo Linqing counted with her, he thought, even if she was eight, eighteen, or eighty years old, she was still his innocent little girl.
Bad dad always likes to bully dumplings. He suddenly appeared at the sixth birthday party and was messed up by him.
Grab the dumpling cake to eat, and hide the treasure-like gifts that dumplings received, leaving only an ugly handmade doll that he gave.
The group exploded.
The bad Baba disappears after making a mess, and the dumpling knows that he can't take his anger out. In the face of the good Baba, the dumpling can't say what you said.
He turned his still round body on his back and pointed the back of his head towards his father.
Even if it's not alone, it's Dad, who should bear a little of her anger.
The day after the birthday party, the sub-personality came out again. The dumplings were fine now. He coaxed his father to eat the chicken cake that sold very well on the East Street, and said that as long as his father bought it for her, the transliteration would not be angry. .
Mo Linqing snapped his fingers. Isn't that easy
Pick up the car keys and go out.
He also specially wore a mask. Those fans of the main character are really annoying. They have to watch, take pictures and sign autographs wherever they go.
This fool!
In Nuoda's living room, Tuanzi and Big Dog Dudu were sitting on the ground. Tuanzi picked up the phone book and made calls one after another.
First... just call grandpa.
Mo Guosheng was in a very good mood when he received a call from his granddaughter early in the morning. He answered it almost in seconds, and there was a soft voice from his granddaughter from the other end.
"Grandpa, Dad bullied me."
Mo Guosheng raised his eyebrows.
"Dad he robbed me of presents, ate my cake, and broke one of my bear dolls."
Mo Guosheng snorted, "Wait, grandpa will avenge you! This bastard!"
Tuanzi hung up the phone, covered her mouth and snickered. She was not idle, and immediately pressed the phone again.
"Grandma? Grandpa is there too?"
"It's nothing, it's just that the gift you gave Yinyin yesterday was snatched by the bad Baba..."
Old Man Su and Old Madam Su: "!!!!!!"
"Hello uncle? Baba he bullied me... "
"Auntie, what are you doing?"
"Yinyin doesn't have a pretty little dress to wear, can you give me one?"
"The little skirt I gave you yesterday? Hey, it was stolen by Baba..."
"Wait!"
"Wang wang wang." Hei Bei on the side waited for the little master to hang up the phone and called twice, his tail wagging happily, as if calling the little master.
The system was stunned. The little cub grew bigger and bigger. She is now a cub who fully knows how to use the surrounding resources to avenge herself. "
The system lights a candle for Mo Linqing.
Why not for Mo Linqing's sub-personality? because…
But after waiting in line for half an hour, Mo Linqing felt that something was wrong when he came home again.
There are several more familiar cars in the garage downstairs.
When he went upstairs again, he took the key to open the door, but found that the door opened by itself.
His cub's eldest uncle was staring at him, ready to beat him.
Looking at it again, oh, it was full of people, and the birthday party of the dumplings was not so complete yesterday.
The group's grandparents, grandparents, uncles, aunts, three little cousins, and the whole family came out.
And their old man.
Everyone sat in the living room, and when they saw him coming, they turned their heads and stared at him.
Mr. Mo knocked on the cane and took the lead in attacking, "Are you bullying Yinyin again?"
"How did you become a father? After so many years, academicians have become unreliable things?"
"Hand over Yinyin's clothes and toys!"
"You have no idea how ugly your own toys are?"
"Do such an unreliable thing again..."
When Mo Lin woke up, he was being scolded bloody by his father, and the elders around the dumplings were staring at him, as if they were about to take action if they disagreed.
The dumpling was guarded by her three little cousins, and there were a bunch of gifts beside her.
Mo Linqing: "..."
There are still many days like this, and there will be more to come.
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[The following has nothing to do with the main text, it is the doomsday extravaganza of going back to the original world]
This is the third year after the end of the world...
Mo Linqing was a loner, although he always had a group of scruffy followers behind him.
That stupid main character finally discovered his existence after the z-virus outbreak.
Mo Linqing was prepared for this, he swallowed the main character first, and since then this body is his own.
For three years, the world has been in chaos, and a small number of people infected by the virus have survived, and their body genes have mutated, producing powerful abilities, known as those with abilities.
The other part was not infected by the virus, but also did not have the ability to mutate, and was still the same as before the end, an ordinary person.
There are also half of the human beings, mutated into monsters, become another new species, lose their senses and ugly appearance, people call them zombies.
The world like purgatory has been stumbling for three years.
These three years were enough to make Mo Linqing tired of playing.
He thought, why don't he just die, he has done a good thing for these stupid humans, so he doesn't have to struggle, right
Although the word Mo Linqing is the public enemy of the whole world, it is the most terrifying existence in everyone's nightmares.
But most of the time, when Mo Linqing was walking on the street, no one would recognize him.
He likes to play cross-dressing games, toss with people, and like to see people being foolishly trapped in their bones, just like teasing small animals.
Mo Linqing pretended to be an ordinary person who was in distress, and also pretended to be an extraordinary ability person to lead the team out. Hearing them cursing him while struggling to survive, Mo Linqing felt happy.
But recently Mo Linqing was reluctant to pretend, he had played enough of this kind of game for three years.
Mo Linqing asked the dog to send a notice in his name to the outside world, telling people that he was destroying the base, and if he wanted to find him, feel free to come.
As soon as the news came out, the survivors of the major bases packed up and formed a team to rush to the destruction base.
The major bases launched a call to go north to destroy the base in the name of crusade against Mo Linqing.
#kill that demon# became the slogan of the survivors.
In the past three years, because of the chaos in the world order, no one goes to work, and no one goes to produce food for food. Most people's supplies are not rich, and it can be said that they are very poor. Break the head to scramble.
So on the way north to the Mo Linqing base camp of the destruction base, the survivors were all looking for food while rushing on their way.
Survivors who firmly believed that Mo Linqing must still be in the base camp did not expect that Mo Linqing was also in these teams.
He is tall and has long legs and a good face. He wears black clothes and a black trench coat. His slight cleanliness makes him wear clean clothes even in the last days, and his clothes look like new.
In the apocalypse, the strong usually don't look at how well you eat, but how well you dress and your mental outlook, to judge whether you are strong or not.
After all, if a person with a yellow face, thin skin and a dirty body is destined to struggle to survive, only those who are clean and tidy and full of energy are recognized as strong people.
Mo Linqing's appearance is obviously a strong man, even if he hasn't shot a few times, there are still a few small tails following him along the way, consciously leading him.
At this time, they are in the warehouse under a supermarket.
This is a relatively fresh warehouse. It has not been looted many times, and there is still something to eat in it.
Even after three years, most things are past their expiration date and are still good rations for survivors.
Mo Linqing walked in lazily, obviously not interested in the food around him, and others didn't dare to ask. The strong might not lack such a thing.
After killing a few zombies wandering in, Mo Linqing walked to a dusty container.
He kicked his toes at will, and suddenly heard a humming sound coming from the container.
Ruan Nuo Nuo's little milky voice hummed intermittently... as if she was crying
Others also heard it. Although the abilities that followed were not very good, they were all ability users with clear ears and clear eyes. If they couldn't hear them, they should have been eaten by zombies.
They gathered around.
Looking at Mo Linqing, he asked tentatively, "Sir, did you hear that too?"
"What's the sound?"
"Why... it feels like a child's cry?"
"It's been a long time since no one came in this underground warehouse. Why are there children hiding in it?"
In the apocalypse, any unknown is a huge risk, and everyone dare not act rashly, and subconsciously look at the most powerful among them.
Mo Linqing narrowed his eyes with interest and approached.
"Sir, be careful. I heard that some zombies with voice abilities now learn to disguise human voices to attract prey."
Tuanzi hid in the cabinet and didn't dare to say a word. She was so hungry. Uncle System didn't know why she threw her here. She had been waiting here for a day. Uncle System said it was dangerous outside. She obediently waited for her father to rescue her.
The door outside the cabinet was closed, and the ventilation hole was on the other side of the wall. Danzi didn't smell her father, but it made her anxious.
Hungry and tired.
She couldn't help but want to cry, she wanted to baba.
Danzi wiped her tears and thought, when she sees Baba, she will eat ten big steamed buns! And drink yogurt, strawberry flavored!