Chapter 65: How Many Sorrows Can You Have (1)

Wu Xiaoyu closed the door with his backhand, and looked helplessly at the eyes of the three zongzi that came out of the cracks, this executor who did not know the purpose of the execution, it was impossible to say to the three victims:

Three big brothers, I'm sorry, when you are in the alley with deep brotherhood and supporting each other towards a better future, it was I who knocked you out and brought you here in a few moments. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 The most embarrassing thing about info is that although I tied you tightly with a rope, just like you, I really don't know what I'm doing with you.

"Idiot."

1A7489 gave guidance, and Wu Xiaoyu immediately listened attentively.

Arresting people is only the first step, and the follow-up operation will take a long time, and the process will be more cumbersome. 1A7489 didn't think that Wu Xiaoyu could achieve his purpose without knowing anything, and he continued: "After a certain amount of time, we can really start implementing our spacecraft program......"

Our spaceship program ...... Our......

The word "our" turned in his mind, and Wu Xiaoyu's tried and tested head instantly began to automatically think of some other, inexplicable, and completely boundless strange thoughts.

Because Wu Xiaoyu knew that if he continued to follow the thought just now, he would definitely have some disobedient feelings to slander 1A7489.

Wu Xiaoyu didn't understand that his performance was a common symptom of schizophrenia, he was just glad that his reaction speed was much faster than before, and he was glad that he had escaped another cruel punishment.

Sure enough, 1A7489 ignored him and continued, "...... There were a lot of people going into the spaceship program, and now was the time to recruit some. ”

Hearing this, Wu Xiaoyu looked back and forth at the bed. Since he entered the door, the three "men" have struggled back and forth a little harder, and the frequency and amplitude of the bed's vibrations have increased. They can't be blamed for this, and no one will treat the stuffy stick in the alley as the first round of interviews for employee recruitment.

This kind of scum can also be regarded as someone who can come in handy? Recalling the words and deeds of the three of them, Wu Xiaoyu's eyes unconsciously added a color of contempt. In the depths of Wu Xiaoyu's heart, he neither thought that the spaceship plan was "ours", nor did he think that the little hooligans and gangsters could be classified as "useful people".

Wu Xiaoyu's contempt for the three zongzi on the bed. In the eyes of 1A7489, it is just the foolish behavior of one fool who thinks the other three fools are more foolish than himself.

Wu Xiaoyu is only a level 34 parasite at the moment, and his thoughts are only the thoughts of the part of the earthlings that still have a relatively large proportion in the body.

"Of course these three monkeys are useless now, your job is to make them useful."

In fact, including Wu Xiaoyu, 1A7489 does not think that there is such a truly useful monkey on the current earth.

In primitive societies, some of the strong may look down on the thin, and they discriminate for good reason: the ease with which they can hunt for food is different, which has a huge impact on survival. ---- to modern people, this "essential distinction" of self-judgment is ridiculous. Limited by the level of science and technology, no matter what size primitive man is, the food obtained can only be called insignificant.

In industrial society, some white-collar workers sitting in the office look down on the workers on the assembly line, and they discriminate for good reason: the two have different incomes, which has a huge impact on the quality of life. ---- to the plutocrats, this "essential distinction" of self-determination is ridiculous. Limited by ****, no matter what salary the wage earners have, the income obtained can basically only be called insignificant.

And now, the vice principal of a private school looks down on the little hooligans and gangsters, and he discriminates for good reason: the two have different levels of education and life experiences. ---- to 1A7489, this "essential distinction" of self-determination is ridiculous. Limited by the level of civilization, the ridiculous division of carbon-based monkeys based on differences in status, wealth, IQ, height, weight, appearance, gender, place of origin, education, etc., cannot be used as the basis for judging "whether it is useful or not".

Primitive people are primitive people, wage earners are wage earners, carbon-based monkeys are carbon-based monkeys, individual differences, stupid no difference.

These thoughts flashed in an instant in the fluctuations of 1A7489, and he did not explain to Wu Xiaoyu in detail, 1A7489 did not have the leisure to play monkeys, nor did he have that kind of need. When the parasite reaches the stage of "usefulness" in the true sense, it must understand the truth itself.

1A7489 paused for a moment, then went on to state the second purpose of capturing the three zongzi in addition to "recruiting new employees", and he continued: "It is expected that it will take a long time to train these three monkeys, and it is just right to use them for some experiments." ”

Experiment? Unit 371? Frankenstein? Vivisection?

"No, not that kind of experiment." 1A7489 had not yet degenerated into such a backward research method as vivisection, and his words also stopped Wu Xiaoyu's slightly trembling body, and 1A7489 continued: "It's an experiment about the limits of teaching. ”

Isn't it the limit for all students to learn two months in three days?

"That's a limit experiment for your teaching, a limit experiment for students, and you have to do it slowly on these three monkeys."

It turns out that everyone is an experimental subject. Knowing this, Wu Xiaoyu's eyes looked at the bed, which made the three zongzi, which were already very violent, beat a little harder.

How can such a person be an obedient test subject? When will the police come to the door to find a missing person?

"Kidnapping", "Crime", "Wanted", "Arrest", "Trial", "Cell", "Shooting" ...... Wu Xiaoyu's body couldn't help but tremble slightly again.

"The laboratory and teaching premises must be on the 7th floor. As for the other problems, parasites, do you need me to solve them? 1A7489 simulates an inquiring tone of "happy to help".

No, no, no. I'll figure it out myself. Wu Xiaoyu leaned against the door, motionless for a long time.

……

Through the vision of being divided into two halves by the rope, Brother Huang saw that after Wu Xiaoyu walked in the door, he didn't do anything else for a long time, just leaned straight against the door.

Perhaps because he was tied up and couldn't move, Brother Huang had never observed a man so closely as he did now.

Because of this concentration, Brother Huang could see that the expression on Wu Xiaoyu's face was changing slightly, cloudy and uncertain, and his body trembled slightly for a while. After a noticeably large shaking, the kidnapper seemed to fall into deep thought, motionless for a long time.

I don't know how much time has passed, when Brother Huang's tied hands and feet are becoming more and more unconscious, and his eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, he suddenly heard in his ears that there are more sounds in the room other than the sound of fans trembling and beds shaking.

He quickly opened his eyes wide, and saw Wu Xiaoyu walking towards the corner of the room with the flat expression of the dormitory on his face, with a steady step of making up his mind.

It didn't take long for the computer display screen to light up. Wu Xiaoyu's right hand shook slightly, and in the closed room on all sides, the music suddenly sounded and covered the shaking sound of the bed.

Cover up the sound, what does he want to do! Brother Huang and the two companions beside him who were awakened at the same time writhed violently in horror, but this obviously could not stop Wu Xiaoyu from slowly walking to the side of the bed and slowly leaning down......

One by one, they tore open the adhesive tape that had been stuck to their mouths.

"Brother Wu, we admit that the matter in the afternoon is that we have no eyes, and we can't live with your old man...... Dongzi, shut up, don't talk to Brother Wu like this...... Brother Wu, you have a lot of adults, don't be like him...... Say something, Brother Wu......"

"What do you ****** want to do? Want to die? There is a kind of letting go of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will definitely not let you go,, ****** mother, **** uncle...... Brother Huang, what is there to talk about with this kind of ****......****, Lao Tzu ****** mother! Uncle of Lao Tzu ****! ……”

"Let me go, my feet hurt, let me go...... I didn't do anything...... It's all asked me by Brother Huang and Dongzi...... Let me go...... Mom...... Mommy ......"

A few seconds after the tape was torn apart, the room suddenly became lively, Brother Huang's softness, Dongzi's swearing, and pumpkin's pleading were suddenly mixed with the music coming from the speakers.

Wu Xiaoyu stood beside the bed, listening carefully to the voices of the three people in a very sincere and focused attitude, carefully observing the mouths of the three people, but did not respond to them at all.

After about ten minutes, the three zongzi had dry mouths and no longer said anything. Wu Xiaoyu picked up the tape again and glued it to the mouths of the three people.

Then, they saw Wu Xiaoyu walking back and forth in the room, his throat moving slightly, his mouth talking to himself, and occasionally a few coughs. ---- looks like a third-rate narrator is making live adjustments to the sound.

However, the music was too loud, and Wu Xiaoyu's voice was too low, and the three of them didn't hear it clearly at all.

For more than ten minutes, Wu Xiaoyu was in the room, doing these actions that seemed inexplicable to the three of them.

In the end, Wu Xiaoyu showed a little satisfaction, adjusted the volume of the speaker much lower, and then turned around, turned his back to the three of them, took out something from the table in the room, and put it to his ear.

The three of them finally heard the voice coming out of Wu Xiaoyu's mouth:

"Mom, it's me...... No, I'm not coming back for dinner. ”

This is Dongzi's voice! Hearing only this sentence, Brother Huang and Pumpkin's hearts beat wildly, and both of them tried to turn their heads at the same time and looked at Dongzi.

The tape on Dongzi's mouth was intact, and the expression on his face was far more frightened and distorted than theirs.

But his voice continued, still continuing to flow out of Wu Xiaoyu's direction, Wu Xiaoyu turned around, and the three of them could see what was in his ears clearly.

It was Toko's portable phone.

"I don't come back at night, I have something to talk to you about on the phone...... No, not asking for money. It's me planning to ...... with Brother Huang Well, it's Huang Guangqiang, we plan to work together in Pearl City. ”

Lower Pearl City? Or is it the underworld? The three people who thought they were exhausted burst out with unimaginable potential in an instant, and Dongzi, who was placed next to the bed, even jumped and fell under the bed.

The flesh fell to the floor with a "thud".

Wu Xiaoyu didn't raise his eyelids, and continued:

“…… No, there's no sound, there's nothing wrong, there's a **** who accidentally fell over...... Well, don't scold...... No, this time it's really a part-time job. Work honestly. …… Well, don't worry about it, I know it myself. …… Kindness...... Kindness...... Kindness...... No, I'll leave tonight. Well, I'll leave in a minute. I'll call you when I get there. …… Kindness...... Kindness...... Kindness...... Grace ......"

In the cheerful music of "like brushing..... like brushing ......" coming out of the speaker, Wu Xiaoyu had a series of "grace...... Kindness...... Kindness...... Eun ......" sluggish response, Toko's clothes were strangled by the rope with obvious muscle outlines; A red liquid oozes from the edges of the mouth tape; Two lines of tears also slowly flowed down his face.

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