At this time, the white-clothed staff who heard the alarm rushed to hear the news, but I was dumbfounded, because the person running in the front row was the professor.

I wanted to get around, but I didn't have a chance at all, and the professor took the lead and asked anxiously: "Thirty-two, what's going on inside?" ”

I don't know what kind of medicine he sells in the gourd, but my hand unconsciously touched the Red Moon Sword again, and at this time, his assistant was still alive, urging: "What's wrong with Thirty-two, you should say it quickly!" ”

I struggled for a long time before the professor smiled and said, "That copy of me, it's just a clone." ”

"Yes..... But she ......"

I pointed at his assistant, who was still speechless for a long time, and the professor continued, "She's the same, a masked clone with a mask, and she uses it to keep an eye on them, or they won't be able to do their jobs well." ”

I could feel from the eyes of those people that they didn't seem to know the existence of clones, and after confirming that there was no connection between the professor and the clones, I relaxed my guard and said that the monsters in the bottles had escaped, and the professor seemed very calm: "Hehe, don't worry, thirty-two, we have a way to deal with it." ”

After saying that, his assistant closed another isolation door, pressed the emergency button on the wall, and then the isolated room was filled with white gas, and those monsters were chased by the poison gas, and after a while, they were all poisoned to death.

I couldn't help but feel a little drumming when I saw that the crisis was so easily resolved, and besides, the professor wasn't dead, and I didn't know if he would be suspicious of me when he saw the wound on the clone's throat.

"Hey, it's a pity!"

The professor couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes when he looked at the monsters that had fallen to the ground, and then said to the people around him, "Okay, let's work here today, and we'll clean up tomorrow when those monsters are dead." ”

I asked a little uneasily, "Professor, can I get off work?" ”

The professor nodded: "Well, there is no way to have such a large amount of dew today, if it is usual, it will not be so idle." ”

Later, we walked out together, and on the way the professor asked me how I was doing, and I told me what I had just seen and heard, and the professor nodded with satisfaction: "Well, what do you have to do about the difficulties that the cyborg is experiencing?" ”

I knew that a useless person was not worth mentioning to the professor, and sooner or later the professor would suspect me of killing the clones, so in order to protect myself, I pretended to say: "The thing you make can only be counted as a person, not a corpse, only a corpse can carry a high concentration of the virus, and there is no time limit for survival." ”

The professor asked why people are not considered corpses when they are dead, and I said that not only should there be corpses to be raised, just like these beautiful corpses you purchased, their corpses have been specially treated, and then a soul is forcibly retained, so they still have consciousness.

And the soul is divided into good and bad consciousness, as long as we seal the bad consciousness of the corpse in the body, then he can bite people, and then we inject biochemical potions into its body, then this cyborg is the mother with infectious properties.

The professor nodded again and again: "You can refine corpses?" ”

I know a little bit about it, but why don't you bring in these people who refine the corpses and let them make contagious cyborgs for you.

The professor waved his hand again and again: "If I can ask for such trouble, to be honest, I still look at these things and have been friends for many years, so don't expect to share my worries." ”

I said that the person who was the corpse was Boss Yang Xiongyang, and the professor looked at me in amazement and asked, "How do you know?" ”

I said that Boss Yang's name is known to everyone, but what I didn't actually say was that I, Xiaoyue and Yu Tong were all resurrected using this method, the difference is that we retain all our consciousness and organs and tissues, while those glamorous corpses only retain their bodies and part of their souls.

The professor also took the opportunity to compliment: "I also admire Boss Yang's medical skills, so I think you Asians are reliable." Unlike that old woman, who claims to be the inheritor of the Mayan civilization, but doesn't say a word about the problem of cyborgs. ”

I said that I was just talking, and I hadn't practiced it myself, so I couldn't guarantee it all. The professor said that it doesn't matter, we are already moving forward in exploration, and R&D is allowed to fail, otherwise it will become manufacturing.

Seeing the professor's expectations for me calmed my uneasy heart, because I knew that even if the professor suspected me of killing the clone, he wouldn't do it now that the cyborg hadn't come out.

After that, the professor set up a banquet to entertain me, I drank two glasses and my head was a little dizzy, Zhang Qian was a little unhappy when she saw that I was drunk: "What are you drinking, have you forgotten what we are here for?" ”

I smiled and waved my hands and fell asleep on the sofa: "Hehe, you don't know, today scared me to death, I thought we wouldn't survive tomorrow, but I skillfully resolved it, so happy!" Rejoiced, drank two more glasses. ”

Zhang Qian asked me what was so scared, so I told today's story again, Zhang Qian asked with some surprise: "You said you killed the clone of the professor?" ”

I nodded, "Well, there's no fuss, I've killed people, I've killed several, and I'm almost numb from killing." But I don't regret it at all, because they deserve to die, because they've been hurting the people I love the most, you know, I just want to see you safe, but God always seems to be doing it to me......."

"Don't regret what you're crying about? Come and drink some tea and sober up. ”

I was dizzy and saw Zhang Qian dangling in front of my eyes, I unconsciously grabbed her hand and said, "Come home with me, I know I owe you, but I really want to make up for it, you don't know that I just want to see you live happily now, don't let me be so scared, okay?" ”

Zhang Qian struggled to break free: "You let me go, you can go back and leave me alone!" ”

"Impossible, you don't know, I can dream that you are in danger for so many days, how do you let me go back and sleep?"

I caught it very hard, Zhang Qian stopped struggling: "You let me go, we are passers-by now, it doesn't matter if I die or live or die!" ”

"No..... No, how can you have nothing to do with me if you are a saint? Zhang Jun told me, you're sad too, aren't you! ”

I continued to speak openly, annoying her: "He Qingcheng, if you talk nonsense or not, believe it or not, I will cut you off now, and don't fool me with your set, do you think I will believe it?" Do you think that I am a saint and that the hatred in the middle can be left unmentioned? What do you think...... Do you think you can regain possession of my body? ”

"No, no, I don't want to possess you, I just want to see you find a good family to live a good life."

I tried my best to explain, but Zhang Qian was still angry: "Then don't let go?" ”

"Uh, I'll put it ..... That's it. ”

(End of chapter)