Chapter 122: Meeting

Wei Luo carried Shen Moying and Ling Hao into the headquarters building, and when he saw that Ling Hao's reproductive armor could even release a glimmer of biological energy in the dark, he was immediately curious: "This dress on your body is quite interesting, is it alive?" ”

"Good eyesight. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" Ling Hao walked in front and said without looking back: "This is the third-generation nano reproductive armor developed by me personally, I have improved the structure and organization of the internal filling liquid, and transformed the source filling liquid into an independent intelligent life, which can be strengthened in an all-round or partial way at any time according to my wishes." Between the words, Ling Hao raised his hand and clenched his fist fiercely, only to hear a muffled sound of anger bursting from his five fingers.

Wei Luo's eyes flashed.

Such a terrifying hand is absolutely not very human.

"From a data point of view, after I put on the genital armor, my muscle strength can be increased to about 2.5-3 times, the average fist power is about 1 ton, and tearing > 1cm iron plate with my bare hands is not a problem." It didn't take long for Ling Hao to take Wei Luo to his workshop, open the curfew, Ling Hao glanced back at Wei Luo, and continued: "If you analyze it from a martial arts perspective, wearing the reproductive armor, my physical strength is equivalent to that of a martial artist at the peak of Ming Jin. ”

"It's kind of interesting." Wei Luo walked into Ling Hao's studio and casually placed Shen Moying on the edge of the iron frame beside him.

After he looked around the messy environment of the workshop, he set his eyes on Ling Hao: "Do you know what your outfit is called when analyzed from my point of view?" ”

"Listen up."

Ling Hao snapped his fingers and sat down cross-legged, and it didn't take long for a soft liquid creature to glide over with a dinner plate, placing the teapot and teacup on the plate between Ling Hao and Wei Luo, before twisting his body and sliding away.

This soft and cute creature forcibly brushed a wave of presence in front of Wei Luo.

"Oh~"

Wei Luo whistled: "You have a lot of strange things, hey~" After a while, Wei Luo still took the initiative to ask where Yang Cuihua was, after all, this was his main purpose: "Anyway, what about the person I want to meet?" Don't tell me you're kidding me, or I'll be angry. ”

"I'm not that bored."

Ling Hao took a sip of herbal tea, and his faint gaze swept towards Shen Moying: "Professor Yang Cuihua is behind that child, but if you want to wake her up, you have to restart the host." ”

"Oh roar?" Hearing this, Wei Luo stood up directly and looked behind him.

Shen Moying's eyes had already been gouged out alive by Sadako, and she was blindfolded with a piece of gauze to cover the two blood holes on both sides of the bridge of her nose.

The poor girl was disfigured.

However, Wei Luo is not concerned about her appearance at this time, but a piece of equipment behind her.

A tall, bulky rectangular three-dimensional cabinet.

"Your reaction was much calmer than I thought it would be." Ling Hao finished drinking the tea, so he picked up the pot and added a new cup to himself, only to see him say leisurely: "The child who came to me before you, but as soon as he heard me say the three words Yang Cuihua, he wanted to fight with me like fried hair." ”

"You ......"

Wei Luo didn't seem to hear Ling Hao's self-talk, he looked at the host behind Shen Moying, his eyes were full of astonishment, it was hard to imagine what kind of struggle he had experienced in his heart behind these eyes, he came to Qingshan Military Base with great difficulty, just to find Yang Cuihua, use her knowledge combined with her own magic energy transformation, and reshape Shen Moying's body, but now what is the situation with this cabinet in front of him!

In the end, he only held back one sentence in the end.

Wei Luo turned his neck with difficulty, and looked at Ling Hao with trembling eyes: "You, you actually, you actually saved Yang Cuihua to the hard drive of the computer......

"Weird? Isn't this the eternal life that mankind has always longed for? Ling Hao put down the teacup, and looked at Wei Luo with Gujing Wubo's eyes: "Human life span has a limit, longevity is only a hundred years, each person's life cycle only has 23 opportunities for cell division, 23 This number represents the life of human beings, as they age, human cells will become more and more aging, unable to divide and proliferate, so skin wrinkles appear, internal organs fail, the life span of carbon-based organisms is endless, the physical body will decay, and the extension of the spirit will lead to infinity." ”

However, Wei Luo still looked at Ling Hao with a stunned gaze: "You actually saved her to the computer hard drive, Yang Cuihua, she, she ......"

"Throwing away the body, extracting memes, and uploading them to the server to break the lifespan limit is not the eternal life that human beings have been longing for?"

"No, that's not what I'm talking about." Wei Luo came back to his senses, wiped the saliva from his mouth, and said solemnly: "I mean, since you can save Yang Cuihua on the hard drive of the computer, can you do me a little favor?" There are a lot of Japanese learning materials in the F drive of my computer, I am thirsty for learning, please be sure to help me enter my F drive, let me immerse myself in the ocean of learning, please! ”

Ling Hao glanced at Wei Luo and ignored him, because Ling Hao had gradually figured out this guy's way of thinking, moody, and freewheeling, I am afraid that there was never anything worthy of his formal treatment in his eyes, as for what Wei Luo said about the Japanese learning materials, Ling Hao didn't have to guess, any otaku who had been single for twenty years knew what it was.

Anyway, Ling Hao said everything he should have said.

Although it is a bit regrettable, we must accept the fact that Yang Cuihua is dead.

No one can escape the natural law of birth, old age, sickness and death, and the same is true of Taishan Beidou in the field of biology, and what remains in this workshop at the moment is only a computer implanted with a meme code called "Yang Cuihua".

"Memes, the DNA of the soul, the key to the Vaulted Sea, I was surprised that the world was already ready to use memetic technology." Ling Hao stood up and walked to the cabinet, and under Wei Luo's gaze, he took out the PDA and connected the data port of the cabinet, entered the command, and started the host.

"The rest of the time will be at the disposal of the two of you, and Xiao Soft and I will wait for you outside." Ling Hao snapped his fingers and slowly walked out of the workshop.

It wasn't that he didn't want to stay in the studio to discuss the knowledge in the field of biology with Wei Luo, but Wei Luo's deliberate move to change the topic just now gave Ling Hao a hint that he didn't want him to be a light bulb next to him.

Inside, a cloud of mercury liquid stuck to the wall, wrapped around Zheng Fu, fell off the wall, and swam out in Ling Hao's footsteps, when Zheng Fu and Wei Luo passed by, when he looked up at Wei Luo, his originally angry eyes suddenly dulled.

Zheng Fu had never seen such eyes that could flash evil light in the dark, the forest was cold and dark, and the cold air was pressing, giving people the feeling that this was not an immature child, but a devil wearing human skin.

"Could it be ......"

"Mythical creatures?!"

Although Zheng Fu still wanted to take a second look at the strangeness of Wei Luo's eyes, he was quickly dragged out of the studio by Xiao Ruan, and in the end, Wei Luo was left alone in the room, standing in the shadows with the light on his back, silently facing a computer host that was about to start.

As the indicator light of the host turned from red to green, Ling Hao left a line of font on the PDA screen next to the host.

Yang Cuihua: [Ling Hao, you can't do this, many people will be killed by you, but if you have to do this, I can only use this method to stop you!] 】

Wei Luo looked at the text that automatically popped up on the PDA screen, grinned and laughed in a low voice: "If you blow yourself up at this time, you will be a god......

The microphone connected to the host computer picked up Wei Luo's audio vibration and converted it into a radio signal and transmitted it into the device, and when his words fell, the PDA screen once again popped up a text dialog box.

Yang Cuihua: [Who are you, Ling Hao? 】

"Pathetic radio wave soul, your memory is probably still stuck at the moment when Ling Hao turned off the phone." Wei Luo tugged at the corners of his mouth, he picked up the microphone and brought it to his mouth, and said with a deep smile: "Hello, Professor Yang Cuihua, my name is Wei Luo, please give me a lot of advice...... Of course, if you refuse to advise, I will wash your CPU with the blood of thousands of people out there until you are sober. ”

"You know, I like to deal with a righteous partner like you the most, this spirit of self-sacrifice really makes me angry." (To be continued.) )