"The Doctor loves artifacts, and I don't think it's a secret to us that he wants to create an ancient building that has never been done before, so it's not inevitable that the Doctor will have a few restorers. Bakker said it lightly.

"The leader of Bakr has a heart, I did raise a few cultural relics restorers, but no one has been able to restore this cup. "Dr. Allen was actually thinking about that just now.

"Doesn't the doctor really value Mr. Lin, can't he even be him?"

"Leader Bakel's proposal is good, maybe Lin Hainan has a way to repair this cup. Dr. Allen looked at the handkerchief in his hand, and then thought of Lin Hainan, and suddenly felt that this cup might really only be repaired by him, in fact, Dr. Allen had another candidate in his mind, but he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

"Thank you Buckr Leader for the reminder, I will consider seriously considering your proposal. Dr. Allen stood up and looked at Buckle.

"This pair of cups is the only one in the world, but it's a pity that one is broken now, isn't it lonely to keep this one?" Bakr picked up the other glow-in-the-dark cup on the table and played with it in his hand.

"Don't!" Dr. Allen yelled in panic as the glow-in-the-dark cup was about to slip out of Buckle's hand and fall to the ground.

"Doctor, don't panic, just now it was just a slippery hand, this cup is so valuable, how can I be willing to break it at will, besides, this pair of cups has been given to the doctor, whether it is dropped or left by the doctor, only the doctor can call the shots, and now I am no longer the owner of this pair of cups. Buckle said, placing the glow-in-the-dark cup on the table. Dr. Allen's heart was finally put back.

"The Doctor must have a lot of questions for me, but I don't think this is the right place for us to continue talking, and the Doctor probably isn't in the mood to listen to me right now, so I'll send the Doctor back first!" Buckle said, standing up.

"Okay!" Dr. Allen naturally understood that everything in this dungeon must be hidden behind this big secret, he turned his head to look at the crazy humans who were eating the red liquid in the glass tank outside, and his stomach began to protest again, so he also left here first as Buckle wanted.

Dr. Allen, under the leadership of Backer, returned to the place where he first entered the dungeon, and the red crystal pillar was so dazzling that Dr. Allen actually believed what Buckle said when he first arrived here.

"Does the Doctor still not believe that these people here are his former companions?" Bakker looked at the red crystal pillars, and his tone was a little regretful, a little sigh.

"No, I suppose I should believe it!" Dr. Allen said, looking back at Buckle, with a certainty in his tone that he had never felt before.

"A lot of times I actually envy them, you see them standing here quietly, they don't have to think about anything, everything is not about them, how good!" Buckle's eyes seemed to be very sad, and Dr. Allen couldn't understand why for a while.

"Leader Bakr lives a lot of the time because we still have a lot of things we want to go, and many dreams have not yet been realized, so we want to live, even if we step on other people's corpses, we can only climb up step by step, we can't stop, maybe we don't dare to stop, no one knows what will become once we stop. Dr. Allen suddenly thought of himself, he was now in his seventies and left, in fact, to put it bluntly, he was already a person who stepped into the coffin with half a foot, but he was still unwilling, he didn't want to see what he had accumulated in his life shattered like this, so that he might die without blinking.

"The doctor is right, you can't stop, you can only continue, even if there is an abyss in front of you, you can only jump. "We are all envious of those who are in high positions of power, and perhaps many times they are also envious of us ordinary people who can live as they please.

"The leader of Bakr does not need to be too anxious, everything is decided. Dr. Allen didn't know if he was saying it to Buckle or to himself.

"Doctor, I see! Doctor, let's go up!" Buckle gestured to Dr. Allen. The door opened, and Dr. Alan found himself back in that strange lab!

"Mr. Buckle, you're out!" Dr. Feeney stood in front of the door as they walked out of the dungeon.

"Is Dr. Feeney's test report out?" Buckle looked at Dr. Feeney.

"Mr. Backer, not yet, we are now comparing the serum you sent at the end, and we found that there seems to be something in it that can suppress the toxin, but it doesn't seem to be, and it is now being analyzed. ”

"I see, you guys analyze it as soon as possible. ”

"Okay, Mr. Backer, we'll get the results as soon as we can. ”

"Yes!" Buckle didn't speak, and led Dr. Allen out of the lab.

"Doctor, you heard Dr. Feeney's words just now, do you think about believing what I said in the first place?" Buckle sat down at his desk, made a pot of tea, poured a cup and handed it to Dr. Allen.

"Chief Bakir, I need to go back and think about this. ”

"Well, Doctor, I'll tell you everything when Dr. Finney's results come out, and I don't want anyone to know about everything here in the meantime. There was a fierce glint in Bakker's eyes.

"Rest assured, Buckr Chief, everyone will have their own secrets, and as long as Buckr Leader assures me that what you do will not affect what I want to do, I think we will be friends. "Dr. Allen once said to Lin Hainan that in his opinion, there are no absolute enemies in this world, and of course there are no absolute friends, only interests.

After the movie was finished, I felt like I was relaxed, and in just half a month, I felt as if a century had passed.

By now, I probably have a deep affection for this novel, and every time I type a word, I will think about what this plot is doing, what is the use, what will readers think after reading it, and will you think that I am dealing with it here?

Especially in these chapters in the last few days, I probably added some terrifying and bloody scenes to it, I always have nightmares when I sleep, dreaming about scenes in novels, and often wake up in the middle of the night, and suddenly I have an inspiration, and I will type a few words in front of the computer in the middle of the night. For a while, I felt that my whole person was already in a kind of demonic barrier, and every day I only had the plot of the novel in my head.