Chapter 403: Xiao Zhu's Special Mission

The elegant background music in the banquet hall was still playing slowly, the wine glasses in everyone's hands had not yet been put down, and Zhu Zhiyu only felt that his banquet was over.

"President, I haven't finished explaining it yet, Ant-Man is not as simple as it seems, Soldier Ant-Man will even switch the bones of his whole body to titanium alloy, and replace his muscles with alloy elastic fibers, and his combat power is definitely several times that of Captain America!" Zhu Zhiyu is still struggling.

"Zhu Zhiyu, to say that your research is useless is definitely not to despise you, but that it really has no eggs, we are all scientists, and we are a group of people who speak with facts." Anne comforted and mockingly put down the wine glass in her hand and stepped forward, "Do you remember the purpose of the Black Technology Academy? ”

"One god has its own appearance, and all technology revolves around the creation of gods." Zhu Zhiyu has dreamed of joining the Black Technology Institute for more than ten years, how can he not remember its purpose.

"By each other, you can interpret the god in your heart in any way, and give him all your imagination. But if you look at what you have created, he has no mind, he is just a slave to each of you, can such a living being be called a god? ”

"No, Lord Anne, it seems to me that God deserves the absolute obedience of a human being! But the thinking of living beings is destined to be impossible to form a unified thinking, and all kinds of beliefs and all kinds of selfishness are God's greatest enemies.

Therefore, the purpose of my research is to eliminate all human thoughts, and turn everyone into obedient Ant-Man, and then the ruler of Ant-Man will naturally be the supreme god! Zhu Zhiyu's explanation is not a new thinking, bold, crazy, and even terrifying.

Many of their peers showed unhappy expressions, because in Zhu Zhiyu's theism, they all have to practice to become ant people, and become dementia who doesn't know how to wipe their drooling.

"Very interesting thinking, bold and crazy, and well interpreted. But......" said Anne first and then subdued, "your so-called god is not to make him transcend one life, but only to lower the average of other lifeforms to highlight him, just like your ugliness, it is absolutely not feasible to think about making yourself beautiful and just throwing sulfuric acid on everyone's face." "Anne is embarrassed.

"......" If you don't know what despair is, just look at Zhu Zhiyu's expression at this moment.

Zhu Zhiyu is approaching 50 years old this year, and his research is also one of the world's top ten scientific difficulties, neuroconduction science. It can be said that he spent all his hard work on Ant-Man, and telling him that it was impossible at this time would be tantamount to killing his research career.

"It can't be like this, President Anne! I submitted my research topic before I applied to become a member, so why didn't you tell me about it sooner? Zhu Zhiyu's triangular eyes were full of tears. When you are a reserve scientist, you can't do anything wrong, but when you become a full-fledged member, you can't do whatever you want, at least you can't deviate too far from the direction of your research. And now it seems that you don't belong to the tune, but you haven't found the tune at all.

Although the Black Technology Institute uses a research scoring system to select members, because of the deviation of your research theme, I can only announce as the president, unfortunately, you are out. Anne had a look of pity on her face, as if she really cared.

In any case, this news is good news for others, after all, it has been confirmed that someone is out, even if their research is bad, it can basically ensure peace of mind for the next two years, people are such an animal, obviously their father is dead, and when he sees the dead family next to him, he can't help but feel better.

With a full stomach full of melancholy, Zhu Zhiyu even gave up the privilege of scoring others later, and directly retreated to his lounge to pack up his things.

This kind of experience is even more disgusting than being fired from the company, like working for the company's own benefit, and even giving your body to the boss, but in the end the boss said, you don't meet the company's requirements, get out.

"You're so cruel, every time I see you kicking someone out like this, I feel the urge to get angry." Huang Qiong stood beside Anne and said unevenly.

"Why don't you think I wanted to be smoked by you?" Anne drank it all, put down the wine glass and said, "You help me watch here, and I'll come when I go." ”

"Hurry up, we have our results to show later." Huang Qiong feels more and more like the chief manager, and Anne is definitely the most difficult queen to serve.

"Don't worry, you won't be late." Anne also quietly left the banquet hall after speaking.

I saw that in the lounge, Zhu Zhiyu was still saying goodbye to his lockers, workbenches, and fluorescent lamps, which will become his memories. It's not that there are no cases in the history of the Black Technology Research Society that have failed to be elected and then joined in it, but there is definitely no case that has been judged to be in the wrong direction of research and can be re-entered.

But just when Zhu Zhiyu began to hesitate to kill himself, Anne pushed the door and walked in with a smile.

"Boss?" Although they all decided to die, Zhu Zhiyu couldn't help but use honorifics in the face of this woman.

"Xiao Zhu, you won't blame me for kicking you out, right?" Anne laughed.

"How dare you?" Even if it's weird, Zhu Zhiyu doesn't dare to say it, after all, the feeling of killing and committing suicide is completely different.

"Actually, you should blame me, after all, I just kicked out a super genius in neurology, I asked myself to be sitting in the position of president of the Black Technology Institute for 20 years, in this field, I have not seen a scientist who can stand side by side with you."

"The president has won the award!" Zhu Zhiyu was as happy as if he had just announced that he had won the Nobel Prize, but when he thought that he was still kicked out of such an excellent position, he immediately looked melancholy, and his moody appearance looked very strange.

"Xiao Zhu, it's not my wish to kick you out of the Black Technology Institute, but now there is a task, only you are suitable to help us complete it, and it is not convenient for you to go as a member of the Black Technology Research Club.

So I had to make this decision, and when you completed the mission, I would definitely pull you back, and I always felt that the scientist in rank 8 was really inferior to you, and it was quite appropriate to change your position. Anne, who was sitting on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs, and her charming posture and tone were like a half-point scientist, just a cunning snake.

"Boss, is this true?!" Zhu Zhiyu's mood today is like riding a roller coaster, seven up and eight down.

"Of course it's true, otherwise do you think I'll drop off the banquet and see you off? Xiao Zhu, opportunities are only reserved for those who are prepared, I don't know if you are ready? Anne hesitated.

"Always be ready!" Zhu Zhiyu roared angrily.

"Okay, I just like your drive, remember that this mission is for you to be responsible for killing a person, he is the work of a former member of our Black Technology Research Society, because he is too dick, and now he must die, and the details about him and the situation he reacted in the battle must be recorded, show me." Anne smiled charmingly.

"Okay, tell me my name, and do it now." Zhu Zhiyu looked like he was going to eat Shen Ming as stinky tofu.

"Don't be in such a hurry, you must deal with him steadily and covertly, approach him in a reasonable way, and you won't be found to kill him with assassination intentions, I will arrange a specific plan for you, and then you just need to do it. Don't leave the castle for now, and we'll have a good chat when the banquet is over. After Anne finished speaking, she got up and walked to the door, and before going out, she turned back and said, "By the way, this is a secret that belongs to the two of us, no matter what I hope you don't reveal at any time, otherwise it will be more than just a spank of the ass." ”

"Understood! Rest assured, even if I die, I will die with a secret. Zhu Zhiyu patted this small chest and reassured.

Obviously, the observation task from above had been deformed when it was transferred to Zhu Zhiyu. In Annie's opinion, what is feared above is the possibility of Shen Ming, but if even Zhu Zhiyu and his research kill Shen Ming, then there is no need to be afraid of anything, divergent thinking is the reason why Anne is most worthy of the trust of the twelve demigods.

Back at his home in Linhai City, Shen Ming hung a sign saying "Closed" outside the Shen Security Office. Every day, except for the evenings, his main job is to buy vegetables and cook, plus to recover. After a world-class battle, Shen Ming's injuries recovered quickly, and his physical functions recovered very well, but the only thing that was not good was the reverse scale that lived in his right arm.

After displaying his superior evolutionary powers, Reverse Scale fell into a complete slumber, his pulse beating so little that it didn't beat every hour. Shen Ming tried to wake up this friend in various ways, and even asked Xiao Yi to shoot at him to stimulate the life-saving instinct of the reverse scale.

As a result, he was almost about to be shot in the head by Xiao Yi, but the reverse scale still didn't have the slightest reaction, and he slept deeper than anything else. Xiao Yi was frightened by this funny behavior, and vowed never to play with the funny again.

Shen Ming had no way of knowing what happened to the reverse scale? Its absorption of the Silent Energy becomes very limited, and it appears to be dormant in the form of an ovate.

Fortunately, Shen Ming is not a tease who is useless except for the scales, and his own ability to ensure his safety has no problem at all, so just enjoy a quiet life.

A whole week later, Shen Ming received a call from a mouse when he was stir-frying at home, "Hey, hey, the sun came out in the west today, and you actually chatted with me?" Didn't you go to the Nirvana camp? Is there for you to call out? ”

"Shen Ming, you owe me a debt of affection, can you repay me now?" The mouse was different, and its voice became extremely low, even fearful.

"It's not an exaggeration to give you a life, let's say, what trouble did you encounter?" Shen Ming turned off the fire, tore off his apron, and walked to the sofa with the phone intently.

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