New China in 1965, Yang Cuihua was born in this gloomy ****** era, she has seen countless people starved to death, seen too many skinny people dying on the streets, from childhood Yang Cuihua clearly realized that human life is so fragile, hunger, plague, took countless lives, her family, did not escape the torture of famine and plague, became a victim of the times. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Since then, Yang Cuihua has had a very good wish.

She hopes that human life can flourish and will no longer be defeated by hunger or eaten away by disease. To this end, she did not hesitate to dedicate her life to the field of biology, studying viruses and biological genetic science all her life.

Whenever she is questioned, whenever she is harassed by public opinion, and whenever she is maliciously attacked by competitors, perhaps Yang Cuihua will inevitably have a hesitation and confusion about the road ahead, because she has missed too many things in her life and left countless regrets, but she finally chose to bring this road to the end.

Until she ushered in the limit of her lifespan and was finally about to end her tired and boring life, the consciousness projection technology team selected her, because those people needed a knowledgeable scientific researcher like Yang Cuihua to donate his body for testing after death, and if he failed, he would fail, but if he succeeded, he would rewrite the direction of human civilization.

Thereupon.

Yang Cuihua gladly accepted her never-restless fate.

At this moment, in the workshop.

Yang Cuihua: [The sample you gave me is very strange......]

After a while, the PDA screen typed out a piece of font again: [I can analyze the data from the first muscle tissue sample, this child's physical condition is very healthy, in a way, she is even stronger than some boys, but the third epithelial cell sample is a little wrong...... They all died, and the dead cells should have deteriorated, but why didn't they still maintain energy microcirculation with other normal cells? But that's nothing, the strangest thing is the second sample you transferred, a blood sample with such a high acidity value, I've never seen it. 】

Suddenly, Wei Luo suddenly let out a low roar, interrupting Yang Cuihua's trend of code words.

"Say no more!"

Wei Luo sat on the ground, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and continued to fiddle with Shen Moying's body and limbs sadly, but Ling Hao, who came out of the inner room, came over with a water cup and said: "Professor Yang, you only need to analyze the first and third data, the second sample is something that this friend specially went downstairs to collect, and he asked me to modify some of the parameters, especially to test your analytical ability...... Anyway, that's what it means, he doesn't trust you very much. ”

Yang Cuihua: [Oh, so what is the second sample? 】

"Vinegar."

Yang Cuihua: [This ......]

At this time, Wei Luo sneezed, and two lines of tears flew out of his eye sockets again, he quickly covered his eyes, squatted on the ground with the light on his back and shivered.

Since the host where Yang Cuihua was staying had no video equipment and couldn't see, Ling Hao kindly described Wei Luo's current situation to Yang Cuihua: "In addition, this friend seems to be a little allergic to vinegar, since he handed over the vinegar to me, he has been crying until now, I can't persuade him at all." ”

Yang Cuihua: [I ......]

"With your real emotional AI, it is normal for you to be angry when you are threatened by him first, and then teased by him, Professor Yang, but please restrain yourself, because ...... You're just too slow to type. Ling Hao came to Wei Luo's side with a glass of water, squatted down, and observed Shen Moying's body with him.

Seeing Wei Luo's hands roaming around Shen Moying's body at a strange speed, Ling Hao glanced at his arms and asked, "Interesting, your muscles are obviously not bulging, but your hand speed is so fast, in my cognition, only double the video speed to show it has such an effect, how did you do it?" ”

Wei Luo stopped his movements and slowly raised his head.

"By the time you've gone to hell, you'll understand how I did it."

After that, he lowered his head again, and used the speed of an afterimage to activate the blood of Shen Moying's muscles and meridians, ensuring that her body would not freeze.

Shen Moying's inner strength lies in the fact that she will not be invaded by external evils, of course, the same is true of the shortcomings, her spiritual power is too strong, resulting in Wei Luo's positive healing ability not having an effect, so at this time, he can only use this most primitive massage method to invigorate Shen Moying's blood and remove stasis (students who don't understand how terrible the body stiffness is, can go to Baidu to check the vegetative body turning over care).

However, there is one thing that even Ling Hao's wisdom does not understand, why Wei Luo keeps shedding tears, even when he massages Shen Moying's body now, the tears are falling non-stop, and even Ling Hao's ridicule of him just now He ignored it.

Is he really allergic to vinegar?

Wei Luo blinked his eyes vigorously and rubbed the wet marks in his eyes: "I'm only interested in your plan, let's talk about it, you've been talking for so long, what are your ideas?" ”

"Idea, it's not nothing, but now there is one thing, Yang Cuihua and I must confirm it before we can tell you the plan."

Speaking of this, Ling Hao retracted his gaze, got up and paced around the room, his gaze swept to Yang Cuihua's host: "You want to use your genes to implant this girl to strengthen her, but she is now repulsed by your genes, to solve this obstacle, Professor Yang and I must first know, what are you?" ”

"Huh."

Wei Luo burst out laughing.

"I'm just a kid with vinegar to the eye, does that matter?" Turning his head, Wei Luo saw Ling Hao's serious appearance, he carefully considered the harmonious words before responding: "If you have to ask, I can only tell you that I was born in this world, but my roots are in a very fucked up dimension, where the spirit is greater than the material, it is a world that is visualized in the dark mask of the human heart, and none of the things you see there are real, all things that are maliciously distorted......"

“OK！ Professor Yang Cuihua, ready to work. ”

Before Wei Luo finished speaking, Ling Hao took action: "It just so happens that you are the user of memetic technology, do you know what memes are, yes, that's right, memes are the code of the soul, very good, I need you to cooperate with me to receive meme data on the other side of my set, and work with me to rewrite this girl's meme, try her rewriting difficulty first, if it doesn't work, correct the code on the other side in the opposite direction." ”

At this moment, Wei Luo's expression was whale-eating: "I haven't finished speaking, you know?" ”

"Isn't it a fantasy story of hell and demons, I watched this kind of old-fashioned movie fourteen years ago, what's wrong, it's weird." Ling Hao put on his protective glasses and asked Wei Luo as a matter of course.

"I thought you'd be surprised."

"What's so surprising that I'm a character who came out of a novel, didn't I tell you? According to my speculation, you're also a fantasy character born out of a human work, so it's that kind of old-fashioned dark fantasy story? ”

"Grass and mud horses......" Wei Luo was speechless.

At this moment, Wei Luo's disgust for Ling Hao actually caught up with Fang Xiang after entering the state of prophet, both of them have such anti-heaven IQs, they are both so annoying, one is an unpredictable prophet, and the other is omniscient.

The sound of the conversation between the two was transmitted into the microphone, and Yang Cuihua's screen began to be garbled: [What are you talking about, what about movies and novels!] 】

It took a while for Yang Cuihua to remember the work that Ling Hao had assigned, and Ling Hao asked her to cooperate with her to rewrite the meme code, but there was a problem...... What is a meme?

Yang Cuihua has never heard such high-end academic terms, she only knows that there is a technology called consciousness projection transmission.

Once Ling Hao, who entered the working state, simply became a scientific maniac, he couldn't help but say that he connected the cable and carried the equipment and started to work, not even giving Yang Cuihua a chance to crash, and directly connected the data interface of the workbench to her host.

Ling Hao turned his back to Wei Luo and stretched out his hand without looking back: "Give me a sample of your DNA, I want to compare the genetic differences between you and the target body." ”

"Oh, give."

Ling Hao took it and took a look, well, the two bloody eyeballs, the pupils were still red, and the slimy optic nerve veins were hanging on Ling Hao's palm, extremely bloody.

As a result, he casually collected the eyeball fluid with a dropper, and through the technology stolen from the girl secret team, the liquid was converted into real-time data and transmitted to Yang Cuihua. What is this? 】

Ling Hao stretched the dead man's face and said lightly: "Eyeballs." ”

Looking at the reactions of the two, Wei Luo rubbed his tear ducts and immediately became unhappy: "Didn't you ask me to provide DNA samples, these two things are the organs I want to transplant to Shen Moying, don't let me gouge out my eyes and tell me that I can't transplant them, then I'll be angry." (To be continued.) )