"How can you be sure that if you put the Kong Ming lantern, Temple will come?"

"You must know that he is now an important object of protection for the base, and his words and deeds are under control."

Shenyue looked at the Kong Ming lantern in the sky curiously and asked puzzled.

She grew up in a trade union since she was a child, and she knows that she will not hesitate to sacrifice herself for God.

As such an important person, how could Demp leave the base at such a critical time because of his children's personal affairs?

"He's coming."

"Because he still has the blood of the Chinese people in his bones."

Qin Yi smiled lightly.

From the moment he walked into this stone house, he already had a general impression of Temple in his heart.

Most of the furnishings in the house have traces of Chinese civilization, family letters, Chinese script, Kong Ming lanterns, and his wife, a white man, can speak very fluent Chinese, which shows that Deng Pu has maintained a Chinese style of life.

It is impossible for such a man to abandon his wife.

Manhattan, Project Undead Secret Research Center.

Outside the base are abandoned buildings, and underground, state-of-the-art scientific research labs.

Temple is fifty-four years old this year, has been engaged in mental activities for a long time, and his temples have long been stained with white frost!

He wears a very simple tunic, thick black-rimmed glasses, like an old Chinese pedant, he is not well-known internationally, rarely publishes papers, and has no interest in various awards. Only the US military, as well as the top few professors, know that Temple is a real scientific wizard!

"Professor, there seems to be something going on at home."

The assistant hurriedly walked over and handed over the handheld computer, and on the screen was a Kong Ming lantern hanging high in the air.

This is the footage captured by the high-powered electron telescope.

"Huh?"

Temple frowned in surprise.

"Did you send my salary and bonuses?"

"I sent it, and it was Dongqi Bank that left, and it was absolutely confidential." Assistant Tang Hua said, after thinking about it, he said again: "Could it be that the child or the wife is sick?" ”

Temple didn't trust anyone in the military, and Tang Hua was his Chinese student and his most reliable confidant.

"No, I've got to go back." Templedau.

"Professor, I'm afraid they won't let them go, you know, let's talk about it as a good thing to do research at the base, but in fact they are prisoners who have completely lost their personal freedom." Tang Hua spread his hands and said.

"That's why I have to see her."

"Once the undead are put into use, it's still unknown whether we can stay."

"Don't forget, you and I are both Chinese, and they won't trust the Chinese."

Temple sighed.

"Let's go!"

Temple put on his coat, opened the security door, and walked outside.

As soon as they went out, the guard at the door stepped out horizontally and blocked the two: "Professor, Colonel James has already explained, without his order, the professor is not allowed to step out of the research room!" ”

"Presumptuous, I have to leave today, you called James to come and see me." Temple's thunder was furious.

"Professor, you want to see me?"

As he spoke, a tall, thin, uniformed officer walked over and asked proudly with his hands behind his back.

"I have something at home, I have to go see them." Temple tilted his head and confronted James.

"Professor, your safety is our top secret, and I can't let it go without General Grant's order." James said arrogantly.

He had already received an order, once the undead were sure that there was no defect, he would make Temple and the entire base staff disappear, and Temple wanted to leave at this time, but there was no door.

"Then you tell Grant that the regeneration system of the undead is not perfect, and the secret of this set of genes is in my hands."

"His little bit of mind can't threaten me."

"Also, you made it clear to me, I'm the head of the highest research, not your prisoner!"

"Release!"

Temple shouted.

"It is worthy of being a Chinese person, and it is really a backhand. Well, the professor waits! ”

James's eagle eyes flashed fiercely, sneered and leaned over the collar, and reported: "General, the professor is going home, and he still has a hand in his hand......"

After a moment, James said, "Professor, you can go!" Of course, according to the old rules, we have to put security in place! ”

"Whatever you want!"

Temple and Tang Hua turned around and walked out.

"Quick, call Sir Nicholas, lead his gang of monsters, and set off at once."

James shouted at his entourage.

Thundered!

The helicopter flew down to the farm at low altitude.

"Teacher, could it be that someone borrowed Mrs. to make a fuss?"

Tang Hua asked.

"Hey, ten years of drinking ice, it's hard to cool your blood. Hate me for this life, for, inappropriately. No, I'm unwilling! ”

"Tang Hua, if something happens to me, remember, in the ......"

Temple let out a long sigh, leaned into Tang Hua's ear, and whispered.

"Professor, you must not have this kind of thought unless you have to!"

Tang Hua's eyes were red, and there were hidden tears.

"Hey!"

Temple looked out the window, his eyes confused and cold.

He has been studying the genetic sequencing of human beings all his life, constantly using genetic optimization and recombination, creating medical and scientific miracles, especially for the special departments of the United States. It is no exaggeration to say that half of the core research and development of genes and medicine in the United States is involved in him.

In fact, his biggest dream is to return to China and realize his ambitions. However, the medical and scientific research circles in China divided the funds and suppressed their peers, and there was a miasma of smoke, and he could not realize his scientific dream at all.

Even, due to his limited international fame, he was suppressed at the scientific exchange meeting of the Chinese Embassy, but it was those who sold their fame and reputation and became the honored guests.

Eventually, he stayed in a foreign country and fulfilled all his dreams, especially the study of the undead, dedicating his life to it.

However, when he saw those achievements, which were constantly thrown into Middle Eastern countries such as Iraq and Libya, and became a weapon for killing, Temple's heart was tormented.

He couldn't imagine what would happen if one day, these guys used the undead they had studied to go to war against their homeland.

Has he not become a sin that is worthy of his ancestors and that has brought calamity to the country and the people?

The closer he got to home, the bright light floating in the night sky couldn't help but warm his heart.

Maybe this is the only thing worth remembering for yourself!

Several military planes circled at low altitude for a while, and only then did they stop after making sure that they were correct.

The first to come down were several agents, who stood guard around the room.

Immediately after, a group of weirdos walked down from the last plane.

These people have hideous faces, and they exude gloomy and resentful dark energy, and they are not good at first glance!

(End of chapter)