MTL - The Fallen Merman-Chapter 93

Those corpses that looked the same as Bai Chunian were scattered from the container that was swallowed by Kraken and floated alone in the sea.

Killer whales coiled around in this sea area, lined up in an orderly line, holding the corpse suspended in the sea with their smooth foreheads, and slowly pushed them to Rimbaud.

Rimbaud knelt down on the edge of a rock on the bottom of the sea, took the body, put his hand lightly on his eyes, and whispered, "Blasyikimo. Bless you"

A blue-light jellyfish floated on the corpse, turned into a light spot and merged with him. The corpse slowly scattered into white sand and spread on the reef, and a piece of orange-red coral gathered with it.

After the helicopter took Bai Chunian away, Rimbaud buried every homeless body in the sea and let them 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 lay in it and rested, raising his hand to look at the memo engraved on his forearm.

Rimbaud plucked away the sand in the first and second scars little by little, and the wounds quickly healed as before, restoring the original smoothness and cleanliness of the skin.

But he left the third item, and stretched out his sharp nails and carved the words a little deeper.

Bai Chunian's injuries were not serious, and the infection did not further expand, but he was still picked up by the headquarters.

It was the first time he took the chairman's private plane. The warm lighting in the bedroom was very warm, and there was a double bed covered with a soft silk quilt.

With an anti-inflammatory infusion needle stuck on the back of his hand, he was lying on the bed bored, his mouth was particularly bitter, and he went to the bedside drawer to check for sweets.

There really is, Fang Fangzheng is a small box, Bai Chunian took a look at it, it is a box set.

"" Bai Chunian sat up on the bed and looked into the drawer.

A drawer set full.

"Oh oh oh." Bai Chunian held his chin, and he understood with a look on his face. He immediately closed the drawer and pretended that nothing happened.

A doctor in a white uniform came in, checked the remaining dose, and sat down to check on the healing of the wound.

Professor Zhong is the current head of the ioa Medical Association. He has m2-level green ivy glands, j1 ability to detoxify hundreds of poisons, and m2 ability to heal wounds. His status in the alliance is only below Yanyi.

"I've invited you up, the president is too fussy, I thought Brother Han came to pick me up." Bai Chunian poked himself against the head of the bed, turned his left hand that was completely recovered, and clenched his fist to Professor Zhong. Look, "It's alright, as long as it can heal, it will prove that the inflammation is relieved. My body is more accurate than the instrument."

Zhong Jiabing sat on the edge of the bed, rolled up his clothes and checked his wound. The wound was completely healed, leaving only a slight trace. Then he checked his eyes and hands one by one, pressed his spine and ribs from top to bottom, and was relieved that everything was normal.

"I'd better come and see for myself to be relieved, otherwise you'll be hurt by jumping up and down, and it will be even more difficult to treat at that time."

Bai Chunian rested his head lazily with one hand: "Well, no, I'm honest, you can rest assured."

"You're honest," Zhong Caibing laughed, "I heard that all the treasures of President Bi and President Lu were taken to the special training base. No one can do this except you."

"Tsk, about the agent, how can you call it abduct." Bai Chunian patted his thigh in defense, suddenly paused, leaned over to Professor Zhong, and asked slowly, "I heard that you have a small alpha in your family, and the level is not low. Come on, just, is the special training base interested in learning about it?"

"My family, Xia Naichuan, just entered junior high school." Professor Zhong laughed, "His father watched closely, and the child was terribly tired."

"You're quite attentive." Professor Zhong teased him.

"Be careful." Bai Chunian pinched his fingers and calculated, "There are no more than ten children that can be immediately picked up and used by the special training base."

"So sometimes when I train them, I give myself a sigh of relief. How can these kids be so stupid. But after a long time, I think a group of hard-working nerds are cute."

"I think, like me, if something happens to me one day, I have to reserve someone who can use it for the president's subordinates."

After he finished speaking to himself, he suddenly fell silent, leaning on 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 depressed ever since he got on the plane.

During years of research on experimental subjects, Professor Zhong found that some subjects had very delicate emotional changes. Their brains would reject simulated scenarios such as accusations, misunderstandings, and abandonment, and rely on chip programs to make fixed behaviors and expressions. The robots are so different that they are even more sensitive than humans because of their sophisticated brains.

Lazily lumping all subjects into one category and ignoring the humanity of some of them is arbitrary. Very unscientific.

"The president has already left for Westminster to attend the international conference, and he can't get away for the time being." Professor Zhong stood up, "He told me to do something."

A warm and slender hand lightly placed on top of Bai Chunian's hair, rubbed it, and said with a light smile, "He asked me to do this, and by the way, I will tell you that you are unique."

Bai Chunian's back froze, and he cleared his throat uncomfortably: "I see."

Professor Zhong pulled the needle for him, walked out of the bedroom slowly, and closed the door. Before leaving, he glanced at the door, Bai Chunian covered his head tightly with a quilt, and was pupa on the bed.

When the private plane landed, the nurses in charge of taking care of Bai Chunian wanted to carry him onto the stretcher bed and push him down, but Bai Chunian didn't agree and put on a coat and got off the plane by himself.

A Porsche was parked outside the airport, and Han Xingqian sat in the driver's seat reading the latest medical journal.

Bai Chunian opened the car door and sat in: "I said that you are humming and humming, and let the professor pick me up in person. You are too sorry to go to Laozi."

Han Xingqian closed the magazine and put his hand on the steering wheel: "I can't speak to the president's order. It would be nice to take the time to pick you up."

"Taking time" Bai Chunian noticed that the co-pilot was sitting alone, and Xiao Xun was sitting on the seat.

Bai Chunian got out of the car immediately, gave Han Xingqian a **** through the glass, and mouthed, "Beast."

Han Xingqian drove slowly beside him, pressed the window, and pushed the frame lightly: "Let's go."

In the cool evening, Bai Chunian gathered up his jacket and walked against the wind, and turned to ask him, "Why did you bring him out?"

"Do something adults should do." Han Xingqian tapped the steering wheel 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 Lingti family is inconvenient, so"

Han Xingqian raised his eyebrows to look at him: "otherwise?"

Xiao Tun choked, her face turning red and white for a while.

"I'll go back to the base myself." Bai Chunian waved his hand to let them go first, and before leaving, he clawed at the window and instructed: "Don't spoil the sniper I managed to get in, you bastard, you're not a good bird."

Han Xingqian laughed, closed the window and merged into the traffic.

Bai Chunian strolled around the port. The breeze was blowing at night, and small pimples appeared on his skin. He wrapped his coat tightly, crouched on the pier, and took out the cheap cigarettes and lighters he just bought. It took a few times before the flames were lit, and the lights hanging from the moored ferry were reflected in the sea.

In fact, he has also accumulated millions of savings. The villas and sports cars are placed in an invisible place to accumulate dust, but he just likes to live in an apartment complex with two houses on one ladder, and he listens to the whistle of the old man walking towards the door in the morning. Going downstairs, crowded into the dumpling-like vegetable market to choose what to eat today, these trivial days that people have complained about enough, just happened to be the life he could not see and yearn for growing up in the breeding box.

The ashes fell into the water, Bai Chunian lowered his head, his own shadow reflected in the water, reflecting the snow-white fish bones on his ears, the black ore loomed dark blue in the darkness, rhythmically, like breathing, Also like a heartbeat.

He reached out and drew a smile on the water, rubbed the water from his body and stood up.

It's already good, be content.

In the early hours of the morning, there were already people on Aphid Island for additional training at different venues. When the sun was shining, 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. The live assessment will be broadcast simultaneously at the headquarters, and seniors in each department can see the performance of each student.

Bai Chunian came back by ferry, just in time for departure, he changed into the instructor's uniform and got off the boat, and the coat was casually draped over his shoulders.

Several instructors were present, each admonished and instructed the students in their own class, turned around and saw Bai Chunian coming back, looking at him with an indescribably complicated expression.

"See what I'm doing." 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 let out a breath, and stood up straight with big eyes and small eyes.

Bai Chunian glanced at his watch, his throat was dry, and his voice was a little heavy: "What are you doing, I hope I die outside?"

He picked out the toad mirror from his pocket and put it on, put it in his pocket to patrol the line, adjusted Yingying's hat, and pulled Lu Yan's neckline.

"One by one, the eyes of the thief's eyes are shining, what's the matter? It's so happy"

"If this year's assessment is broken again, think about the end first, do you hear?"

The clownfish stood with the pen straight, and kept raising his chin towards Bai Chunian.

Bai Chunian walked to him in his pocket: "No, what's wrong with you?"

"Instructor, back, back," the clownfish whispered, winking at him with a frown.

"There's a chicken in the back." Bai Chunian glanced back and saw nothing out of the ordinary, so he leaned against the tall rock behind him and said, "Get up, no matter what happens, remember to be calm and calm, do you hear me?"

"I heard it," the students agreed loudly.

"I heard you, sir."

A deep, magnetic voice answered softly against his ear.

The blue tail of the mermaid wrapped around the reef, hung upside down, and climbed beside Bai Chunian like a lizard.

Bai Chunian stiffened on the spot.

Han Xingqian sat on the front cover of the armored car and peeled the seeds: "He came last night, and he made a string in every dormitory, and he was jumping around."

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