Chapter 32: I Say I've Got a Crush on You

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Hu Feng seemed to smile: "I just said, I have a crush on you!" ”

Hanabara scoffed, "You just said I was Shit. ”

"I just happen to have a heavy taste." Hu Feng's eyes burned, "Moreover, I'm really interested in you now." ”

"Be honest with me." Hanahubara let out a low snort, and with a hard hand, the tweezers pierced him a few more points in his neck.

“OK,OK。” Hu Feng raised his hands very knowingly, "To be serious, you know that the special doctors do unconventional secret experiments, for example, I need live test subjects, which is why I came to the First Army." ”

Hua Huoyuan gasped: "You use living people for experiments? ”

He changed his appearance, and for the first time his face was solemn: "It's not the disembowelment you think, but I am engaged in a great cause for the benefit of the entire human race." I do need to do some experiments on you, but I promise it won't kill you, and there's a good chance you'll gain more powerful, fanatical abilities. Well, should you consider taking a look? ”

"What kind of experiment is it? What is the process? ”

He licked his lips evilly: "Sorry, this is top secret, I can't reveal half a point unless you agree to join the experiment." ”

Hanabara was hesitant: the experience of more than a day did make her crazy and devastated, but becoming a guinea pig was not a good choice. Although the fox promised not to hurt her, there was always a perverted smell that loomed in him that made her disrespectful.

What if it's worse than dead?

"I need to think about it." She cautiously did not refuse on the spot, "In the meantime, you can't use any means to force me to comply. ”

"Absolutely. Now, you can get the weapon out of the way, right? ”

Hanabihara continued to ask with a sharp gaze: "If I refuse the proposal, what will be the consequences?" ”

Hu Feng shrugged indifferently: "You think too much, on the front line, I can have a large number of experimental subjects at any time, and I don't even have to pay any promises or costs, it's not that you have to." It's just that there is a lack of war during this time, so I am willing to give you a little sweetness so that I can start the experiment as soon as possible. Therefore, you have to think about it as soon as possible, if there is no such shop in this village, you will beg me in the future, and I may not be willing to give you such generous conditions. ”

Hanabin didn't change his cold face, and cautiously moved the tweezers away: "Stand back." ”

Hu Feng crooked his mouth, smiled and took two steps back, and suddenly pounced.

Hanabi didn't have time to react, and suddenly felt a pain in his arm, and then realized that he had been pierced with a syringe.

She immediately became furious: "What did you inject me? ”

Hu blocked her arms tightly, pressing her so that she couldn't move, and her triumphant smile was filled with a cynical tone: "Relax, it's not a drug injection." Anyway, it's a physical exam, so I'm going to have to take some blood samples for testing. ”

She tried her best, but her face was red, and she could only stare with her eyes: "Need to be like you to draw blood?" ”

He leaned close to her ear and blew on the heat gently: "It's just to ask for some interest to come back." Women, don't think that if you have one good fortune, you can step on a man's head again and again. The next time you do it to me, I won't let you go so easily. ”

He pulled out the syringe and let her go.

The bright red blood in the syringe reflected the pale but dangerous face, and it was strangely evil.

Hanabara left the tent, unusually silent.

After such a round of failed confrontation with Hu Feng, her heart was filled with an unprecedented sense of crisis.

She had repeatedly relied on her cleverness to resolve the critical situation before, and she had a little bit of a light enemy, and now the facts that happened gave her a resounding slap in the face.

Strength!

Only absolute strength can guarantee her safety.

The results of the medical examination were immediately apparent, so some recruits with hidden diseases or infectious diseases were immediately eliminated. Even Hanabara's class eliminated one, but not any of the names she remembered.

The next process is a haircut.

Everything in the army is unified, and it is basically cut into boards, which is convenient for cleaning and combat.

Hanabin knew that he was afraid that his shoulder-length soft hair would not be able to be saved, although he was a little worried, he didn't object much. Retaining too strong feminine traits in the military is tantamount to provoking the self-control of these guys who have excess male hormones and have no bottom line.

Long hair is really nothing compared to the dignity of life.

Before the barber beckoned her to sit down, she approached the mirror and took a look: it had only been a little more than a day, and she looked like she was a world away.

However, the point of looking in the mirror is not lyrical emotion.

She has to determine whether she is or is not, and at the same time to confirm a philosophical question: do people have souls?

If she is encased in a strange shell at this moment, then it is enough to prove that the soul crossing in it does exist, and the soul is also a definite thing.

The mirror shows that the face is no different from the one that it remembers. She lifted the strands of hair from her forehead and examined a scar deep in the bush, the scar that had broken her head and bled with several stitches when she was six years old still in place. After so many years, of course, the scar has healed and calmed down, but the traces still remain, and Hua's father and mother once joked that with this scar, I am not afraid that I will not be lost in the future.

However, who would have thought that she would be lost to another world all of a sudden, and even if she dug three feet into the ground, she would never be found again.

Anyway, she's still herself, not anyone else.

As she sat in her chair, she fell into deep thought.

No matter how much she made it up, she was still used to finding the logical context. Because of this, she doesn't look down on those super-intelligent gold finger systems.

Because she can't help but think: super-intelligent systems can't be created out of nothing, they must have been created by "God", so why did these "God" do this? What purpose or conspiracy do they have? Are those protagonists fools? Why don't you ever think about whether you have fallen into a trap that someone else has carefully designed?

And now, she crossed with her own body. The last memory is that she was lying down at the table to prepare the lesson plan for the next day's handicraft class for the children, and then she seemed very sleepy and fell asleep unconsciously.

After the blank space in the middle, she suddenly appeared in the Colosseum.

There were no supernatural events, and there were no accidents of any kind, and she deduced that she could not have encountered supernatural force majeure such as black holes and wormholes, and that the whole thing should be man-made.

The proof of this was that she had been dressed in loungewear instead of a coarse cloth camouflage uniform and a crooked camouflage cap — just the right thing to hide her from being torn to pieces by the brutal sinners as a plaything in the first place.

Although supernatural forces are beyond the limits of human scientific cognition, they are not conscious. And her crossing is clearly the result of the operation of the conscious body.

The following question is: Who is this conscious body?

Why does it do that?

Was it malicious or benign to her?

What kind of extraimaginary means does it have?

At this moment, she felt extremely strongly like a guinea pig locked in an experimental scene, and a pair of eyes in the dark were silently watching her from the perspective of God. The feeling of having nothing to hide just made her scalp tingle.

"Alright, next." The barber's sudden voice interrupted her train of thought.

She looked up in the mirror and found that her head was not a board, but only cut to her ears.

The hair flutters in the breeze, and it looks sleek and heroic against the background of the military uniform. The unbuttoned shirt reveals a thin collarbone, adding a subtle touch of sexiness. From the mirror, she caught a glimpse of several men beside her, with a look of amazement in their eyes.

She immediately lowered her head and put on her hat, quickly buttoned her clothes, and asked with a calm face, "Why am I different from others?" ”

"You're a woman." The barber replied as a matter of course, "I won't use you as a man, and the cutting board will not look good." ”

If it is not used by men, should it be used by women?

Hua Huoyuan sank his face and squeezed out word by word: "You can tell me clearly, I will cut how they cut." ”

The woman was ruthless, and the barber subconsciously took a breath, shrunk his neck and said, "Then you have to say something from the battalion commander." ”

Wei Qi happened to walk nearby, and when he heard someone mention himself, he immediately asked, "What's the matter with me?" ”

The barber explained briefly.

He turned his head to look at Hua Huoyuan, and the unhappiness in his eyes was obvious: "Woman, you really have a lot of things." "It's not just a lot, she is everywhere, and she has to come down in everything, which makes people want to knock her down with a hammer like a whack-a-mole.

Hanabi stood up expressionlessly: "Report, I am a legitimate request." ”

Wei Qi threw out a sentence: "All actions are under command, don't you understand?" ”

She was not convinced: "Report, can you ask why?" ”

"I can give you a letter of approval, so that you know: because female soldiers sometimes need to perform certain special tasks."

Special mission? There are many lurking, assassination, bodyguards and other episodes in Hana's mind, such as pretending to be a bewitching singer, or a pure student girl, or a pretending noble wife.

Even if she enlists in the army, she still has to work part-time as an agent?

"No, I'm not interested." She didn't even want to shout about the report.

"This is the order of the corps commander." Wei Qi smiled coldly, "Unless you don't want the treatment of a shower room, I advise you to be honest." ”

The four eyes stared at each other wide-eyed, and in the end, Hanabara was defeated.

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

No matter how strong she is, she can't resist the boss of the legion leader. But who would tell her why such a towering figure would pay attention to her little private? Is it just because she is a rare female soldier in the First Army?

While vaguely feeling that the future days might be very bloody, she secretly made a note to the legion commander: Hmph, wait, these debts will definitely be recovered one by one in the future!

After the haircut, it was already past noon.

Because lunch was canceled, the entire Odd Barracks could only stay in the tent for lunch rest and hunger.

Hanabin had a 100% sense of crisis, and he couldn't sleep at all.

Of course, others didn't have the heart to sleep.

Probably because the black and white people pretended to be deaf and dumb to release the water, and no one came to force everyone to take a lunch break, so everyone gathered in piles to complain about this or slaughter that.

Huahuo originally beckoned to Yang Stone: "Fatty, come here." ”

The fat man ran over in a hurry: "Sister Hua, what's the matter, just give orders." ”

Count him as having a conscience.

Hanabara told him what he wanted.

The fat man shook his head like a rattle: "That's not good, I can't figure it out." ”