Jiro Oshima was about to tap on the keyboard when there was a soft "click" on the door of the laboratory.

It was a heavy, explosion-proof metal door, but it was as fragile as a piece of glass, first a small hole was cracked in the middle of the door panel, and the crack then accelerated to spread, and then collapsed into countless pieces after a few seconds.

"Mr. Oshima, I don't want you to be unable to complete the energy experiment because you lost your right hand."

Amiko tiptoed to dodge the metal shards and cautiously walked into the laboratory.

He was followed by Thomas, who had a cold cup of coffee in his hand.

"Amiko, why are you here?"

Jiro Oshima's fingers hung in the air, his brow furrowed, and even if he was as smart as him, he didn't understand for a moment why the hunter and the prey in his order would join forces against him.

"I'm here to repay the kindness, two people at a time."

Amiko tilted her head and smiled mischievously, the telephone line next to the quantum computer was silently cut, and the panic button also emitted a few wisps of green smoke.

Jiro Oshima snorted and said, "Yes, yes, you're familiar with this place." ”

Amiko looked around with her hands behind her back: "Of course, I'm the first subject of soul transfer, have you forgotten?" I've been here many times since then, and you gave me permission to enter the underground lab, and every time you come here, you ask me to help you deal with those, what do you say? ”

Amiko touched her chin and thought, "Oh yes, the scrap from the experiment. ”

"You're going to deal with me this time?" Jiro Oshima took two steps away, away from the quantum computer, and found a swivel chair to sit down, trying to make himself appear as calm as possible.

"You're mistaken."

Thomas nodded politely to him: "We are just here to ask you to help Uncle Zhou complete the soul transfer." ”

Jiro Oshima sneered: "So you can talk the whole thing, I thought you had a language barrier." ”

In the face of Oshima's ridicule, Thomas maintained his demeanor, bowed deeply and explained: "My city is not deep, and my father told me to talk less, but now there is nothing to hide from you." ”

"You're very good, you successfully deceived me in the play co-starred with the light of science and technology, and then used the trick of transferring equity as a bait to attract Amiko to investigate and arrest her, which not only fulfilled my order, but also coerced her to become a pawn."

Jiro Oshima said and applauded Thomas: "But I won't help you, if you don't resurrect Zhouzhi, you will let Amiko kill me, resurrect Zhouzhi, Zhouzhi will kill me, after all, I have his parasitic system." ”

Jiro Oshima calculated very clearly, but Amiko snorted disapprenorovingly: "Mr. Oshima, not everyone is as small-bellied as you. ”

Thomas took a few steps forward, curiously observing the Asian man on the stretcher.

"Actually, Mr. Oshima, you are too worried, your life safety is guaranteed, I will stay in your laboratory as your assistant and hostage, I am now the actual controller of the Armored Rat Company, I will try my best to provide all the support you need, as for Uncle Zhou, he will return to the Armored Rat Company to take care of affairs after he is resurrected, he will not kill you to retrieve the parasitic system, because he will not risk my life."

Thomas explained, but Jiro Oshima was unmoved, smiled and asked, "I think you should have other conditions." ”

Thomas nodded cautiously and said: "Yes, first, after resurrecting Uncle Zhou, you need to help him restore his identity, you can do this, Amiko is an example, second, you promised my father before, at the expanded meeting of the enterprise alliance at the end of the year, Shennong Group will support the Armored Mouse Company to run for the fifth governing enterprise seat, and this promise will continue to take effect." ”

Jiro Oshima thought for a moment and put his hands on the armrest of the swivel chair: "I don't seem to have any other choice." ”

...

The moment the antimatter transfer program was activated, Zhou Zhi felt a wave of dizziness, the particle vision was filled with blinding white light, and the four massless and formless magnetic field walls shattered.

The white light faded, the darkness hit, and when he opened his eyes again, Zhou Zhen was ecstatic, not because he had regained the light, but because he had a heartbeat, and the world around him had regained color, not rich enough but more real.

Then the limbs recovered, under the soreness and pain of flesh and blood, there was a real sense of touch, his vision was still blurred, he stretched out his hand to clear the fog, but he felt a warm face, and a string of hot tears crossed the back of his hand.

The fog gradually lifted, and he could see that the face belonged to Amiko, and from Amiko's pupils, he caught a glimpse of an unfamiliar face, with thicker eyebrows, a slightly higher nose bridge, and a distinct contour of the chin, which seemed to be more recognizable than his previous appearance.

"Section Chief... Oh no, Miss Bernard. Zhou Zhen withdrew his hands, he was not used to being so close to Amiko.

"Dad!" Amiko hugged him, rubbing the tears and snot on his face on his shoulder, goosebumps all over his body, his hands and feet had nowhere to put his hands and feet, and he didn't know how to say anything.

"Uncle Zhou, how do you feel?" Thomas walked up to the EEG detector and removed the needle from his body.

"It feels alive." Zhou Shi strained his waist and abdomen, and sat up as soon as he straightened up, just in time to get rid of Amiko's embarrassing hug.

Jiro Oshima, who was in front of the quantum computer, was startled by Zhou Qian's movements, and subconsciously dodged two steps to the side, slammed his waist against the corner of the metal table, and screamed in pain.

"Mr. Oshima, don't be afraid, since the nerd promised not to kill you, I will definitely not kill you." As he spoke, he looked at Thomas, the kid was expressionless again, and Zhou Zhen couldn't figure out what was going on in his heart.

"Next, ID Chip, Mr. Oshima." Thomas leaned over and made a gesture of please.

"Wait a minute, Thomas, I have some things to ask Mr. Oshima." Zhou Zhen stretched out his arm and stopped Jiro Oshima and Thomas, who were about to go out: "Mr. Oshima, I have a knot with Hayes, I have to ask you to help untie it, come with me." ”

With that, he walked along a metal pipe connected to a stretcher bed to the depths of the laboratory, the pipe was dull and dull, very similar to the material of the Maya box, and Zhou Zhen remembered very well that the soul of the chamber body was sucked out of this pipe.

The pipe leads to a back wall, there is no door in the wall, only a small hole in the corner of the wall allows the pipe to pass through, and in the soul form, the surrounding particle vision cannot see through the wall, he guesses that ultra-inert materials are also used here.

"What's behind this?" Zhou Zhen tapped the wall with his knuckles.

Jiro Oshima's face became a little ugly: "Behind is the energy raw material storage room, which is very dangerous, I can't let you in." ”

"Section Chief, help cut through the wall." Zhou Zhen snapped his fingers at Amiko.

Amiko stood motionless behind him, muttering, "Can you call your name directly, I'm your daughter and not your leader." ”

Before Zhou Zhen could reply, Jiro Oshima suddenly stepped forward and knocked Zhou Zhen away, and then opened his arms in front of the wall: "No, we all have to die if we cut the wall." ”

Thomas also grabbed Amiko: "Mr. Oshima is right, if I'm not mistaken, there should be a large amount of antimatter extracted from the soul behind this wall. ”

"Yes, collecting antimatter, this is the first step of the energy experiment, if the antimatter comes into contact with matter, there will be an annihilation effect, one gram of antimatter annihilation produces energy, equivalent to 43,000 tons of TNT explosives." Jiro Oshima wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "In the antimatter collection array behind this wall, nearly a kilogram of antimatter is stored. ”

"One kilogram!" Zhou Zhen frowned: "In other words, the antimatter here is enough to blow up and sink the entire A01." ”

"Yes, maybe a tsunami and a global geological catastrophe." Jiro Oshima nodded.

"How much antimatter can be extracted from a person's soul?" Zhou Zhen asked in a gloomy tone.

"Less than a milligram." Oshima knew what Zhou Zhi was thinking, and his body pressed closer to the wall.

Millions of human souls are hidden behind this wall, and millions of lives have been deprived of dignity because of energy experiments, and not even a name has been left.

Zhou Zhen felt a deep fear, as if he was in a hell, a hell built by humans themselves.