Nibelungen (Nibelungen) has a clear division of labor, so precise that it is like a skilled worker who has been working on an assembly line for more than ten years, and countless tentacles poke out of their round bodies, after contacting the invading nanomachines, four or five units surround an "intruder", and in the flurry of tentacles, the original precision parts are disassembled to pieces, and then a few red blood cells that hear the command will come over, carrying those dismantled nanomachines, transported to the large intestine, and they will be excreted as excrement.

In such a fierce battle, Ye Suqin, as the host, was of course not comfortable, and tens of thousands of robots were rampaging in the blood vessels and nerves of their own bodies, killing loudly. It's like a Monkey King exerting his fists and kicks in his body, and it doesn't feel good.

Fortunately, this kind of battle did not last long, and it only lasted three minutes before the battle ended.

Ye Suqin gasped heavily on the scorpion chair, sweating all over his body, and his face was pale.

On the other hand, everyone was also pale, as if they had experienced the same suffering as him. More than 30,000 yuan was raised, which was difficult for everyone to accept for a while. Funding is secondary, if the other side can't carry any combat units, then this is a waste of extreme refinement, so is it necessary for this experimental project to survive?

The crowd didn't know, and they didn't want to know the outcome.

Livia's face turned a little pale, she bit her lip desperately, and said unwillingly: "Change another ability formula, let's try again." ”

An hour later, Ye Suqin was sent to the intensive care unit, and the positive and negative pulse generators in the pacemaker kept sticking to his chest, and bursts of blue light electrical pulses swam through his body. For Ye Suqin, who has various precision nanoinstruments installed in his body, it is not appropriate to use high-power electrical pulse products, but there seems to be no other way, and the severe pain caused him to suffer cardiac arrest from the experiment.

The attending physician wiped the cold sweat that broke out on his forehead, looking anxious and flustered. His cold sweat did not come from the fact that the patient in front of him could not be saved, but from the muzzle of the gun on his head.

The hand holding the gun was very steady, and the index finger was pulled into the second fire, and no one doubted that the moment when the faint undulating green line on the heart rate meter turned into a straight line, it would be the time when the blood stained the ward.

The man with the gun was a grim man in a black trench coat, crisscrossing his scarred face with the words "I am a thug" written all over it. There is a situation of hugging fire if you don't agree with each other.

For more than ten seconds, time passed for an extraordinarily long time in this cold and blank room, as if it had frozen, and it no longer moved.

The nurses ran in and out and suddenly looked up and were pleasantly surprised to find that the patient's heart had finally regained function.

The attending physician breathed a long sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that his legs were a little weak, and he lay crookedly on the chair, unable to stand up for a long time.

The heart rate monitor beats slowly and rhythmically, from a small pointed bag that can only be found in a large straight line at the beginning, to a disordered ECG. The patient's condition is not very good, at least not life-threatening for the time being.

Livia stood behind the glass window and watched the whole time, without saying a word.

Seeing that the other party's functions began to stabilize, he turned his head and left, the little assistant trotted behind, panicked, suddenly tripped over something, and the information documents in his hand fell to the ground, and hurriedly leaned down to pick them up.

A shoe stepped on the archive, and the little assistant didn't notice it, and subconsciously picked it up, and passed his hand through the calf that was wearing a navy blue suit pants, strong and strong, with clear lines.

It was clearly an illusory leg, the owner of the leg leaned down, picked up a document stamped with a red seal on the ground, behind the delicate rimless glasses was a pair of eyes that contained the depth of the whole world, those eyes were calm and waveless, swept over, and put the document in the arms of the little assistant again, and the other party was completely unconscious throughout the whole process.

"Wait for me, woooooooo The assistant hurriedly picked up the papers, trotted and followed the resolute figure.

The man smiled and ignored them, but stood silently outside the window, and from time to time a nurse passed by him like a gust of wind, and the passing wind caused his hem to sway slightly.

Judging from the details, the other party seems to be substantial, otherwise the wind can't blow the hem of his clothes or the tips of his hair. But the person who walks by is as if the other person does not exist.

The man raised his hand and pressed it lightly on the glass, through the reflection, he could clearly see a slightly old face on the reflection of the glass, a gentle and elegant face, and a mature and stable temperament. In fact, the man does not look old at all, and it can be seen that he is usually a person who pays attention to maintenance, but the years have left shallow lines on his forehead and the corners of his eyes, thus revealing his true age.

The man's facial features were handsome and gentle, and faintly, he was five points similar to Ye Suqin.

Ye Suqin opened his eyes from the hospital bed without warning, turned his head with difficulty, and looked towards the glass side, where it was empty, there was nothing, only a white mist wet water trace.

The heating in the ward is turned on sufficiently, and the temperature difference between the inside and outside is not much, and it is now September and October, far from the cold days of midwinter, how can there be fog on the windows.

.........

A few more days passed, and I took all sorts of nameless medications regularly, followed by a full body check-up. The person in charge of this operation exceeded everyone's expectations, and Livia walked in wearing a simple white coat. Since the Dead Leaf Butterfly incident, Livia has been essentially protected, and no one can afford the damage caused by the accident, especially these students of unknown origin, there is almost no possibility of close contact between the two sides, and because of the unpleasantness caused by the experimental process, there is even more reason to isolate the two sides.

But Livia is stubborn and insists on taking it herself.

The inspection items were extremely cumbersome, and during the two-hour intensive inspection, seventeen medical machines for various purposes needed to be controlled, and there was no one else in the entire room except Livia, which meant that the homework that originally required a team of five people to complete was replaced by Livia alone.

Her movements were very fluid, but the high-intensity work still covered her forehead with fine beads of sweat, and she didn't even have time to reach out and wipe it.

Looking at the experimental data confided in the printer, her brow furrowed deeply.

At one point, the data subverted some of the scientific assertions she once believed.

The test subject has had several sudden failures of the whole body without warning, no matter what the reason, she can be sure that the other party is dead, it is true that the other party's body has been riddled with holes and scars after several reckless experiments, and sudden death at any time will not surprise Livia, but the other party is tenacious and survived.

Such a conclusion can only be attributed to miracles or miracles, after all, it is beyond the existing theoretical framework.

Now, Livia doesn't want the other party to die.

Dead is just a useless experimental material, and being alive is more valuable. For this reason, expensive cell repair agents are used.

Everyone was opposed to the proposal, but she insisted on going her own way.

Ye Suqin, who was controlled on the hospital bed by the restraint belt, was expressionless, and let the other party do something on his body. It was a very beautiful female doctor, Ye Suqin didn't know Livia, she was just an ordinary doctor. The wide white robe could not hide the curvy figure at all, but the expression on his face was very cold.

It was an old-fashioned face without any fireworks in the world, although she was extremely beautiful, the kind of beauty that any man would worship under the pomegranate skirt, but against the dull face that had not changed for thousands of years, what kind of desire seemed to be discounted.

Her brow furrowed, her eyes staring at the information in her hand, as if caught in some kind of unconvinced suspicion. Yes, she didn't seem to believe the conclusion given by the machine, so she touched the bones of Ye Suqin's whole body with her own hands, and then the surprise on her face became even stronger.

"They gave you a questionnaire and you didn't seem to be telling the truth about your physical condition." Livia stared at Ye Suqin, who was lying naked on the bed, and asked. But the other party's eyelids rolled and he didn't mean to take care of it.

"You seem to have reservations, that's normal, but it's useless, no lie can hide from my eyes." Livia glared at him.

In the past few days, countless experiments, large and small, countless checks, for some data collection of Nibelungen (Nibelungen), it is basically almost the same, and now it has entered a dead end, that is, Nibelungen (Nibelungen) seems to be self-contained, and it is completely unable to carry Valhalla's ability system, that is to say, it is necessary to redevelop the carrying system belonging to Nibelungen. Of course, all this is just speculation, and maybe the Nibelungen can't carry any ability system at all, which is the worst-case scenario.

Another exciting thing is that the Nibelungen is far more than the Valhalla system equipped with the ability module, which can bypass the host consciousness and repair itself or stimulate the body's potential, which is impossible for the Valhalla system to do, and it is also unimaginable, which shows that the Nibelungen has a basic consciousness system, that is, has a weak intelligence.

Whether this situation is good or bad is too early to tell. More experimental materials are needed to corroborate this.

"Whew." Ye Suqin made a subtle sound, Livia carefully observed his genitals when she checked her body, she did not let go of any part of the other party's body, and it was okay for her cold hand to touch it in other positions, but when it touched the sensitive part, Ye Suqin had to make a weak voice to protest.

"Can you make it hard?" Livia asked, "I want to see if the Nibelungen strengthens your libido and stamina when it strengthens your body." ”

"Does this have anything to do with your research project?"

"No, but I need detailed data, and I don't want to let go of any of them."

"Die, bitch." Ye Suqin scolded bitterly.

Livia shrugged her shoulders, her eyes coldly staring at the lump that had shrunk into a small clump, and the corners of her mouth made a scornful sound.

This kind of sound with a strong sense of contempt, especially from the mouth of a beautiful woman, for any man, is undoubtedly challenging their bottom line, Ye Suqin broke away from anger and struggled violently.

Let's go

The restraint belt broke without warning, and Ye Suqin's whole person sat up all at once, and when he sat up, even he himself was frightened.

The woman just turned around after washing her hands, the distance between the two was less than one meter, the breathing could be faintly smelled, and the atmosphere was embarrassing to the freezing point for a while.

"Broken?" The woman asked, dazed and confused.

"It's broken!" The man's face gradually became hideous, "You just messed with me, and you made me look satisfied." So, is it my turn now. ”

When Livia came out of the room, her hair was a little messy, and her clothes were wrinkled, but her whole face was still the same cold as ever, and she was holding a bunch of data in her hand, and her steps were hurried away.

In the room, Ye Suqin put a coat on his body to cover his nakedness, and a few minutes later, several nurses hurriedly came, looking at Ye Suqin, who had completely lost his restraints, and was stunned on the spot.

........

Lanshu High School.

Looking at the test paper in front of her, Tong Yao flipped through it over and over again, and the big red characters of 67 on it jumped on the paper, and it took her a few minutes to be sure that the name on it was not written wrong.

Someone stabbed her from behind.

Today is Friday, and the atmosphere in the afternoon is much more lively than in the previous days, with the students whispering with their heads down, four or five friends together, or half-squatting, or sitting on the desk, or leaning back in the chair. Discussing where to go for the weekend after tomorrow.

Coincidentally, tomorrow is not only the weekend, but also the annual festival of prayer in Kavendi. This festival is to the inhabitants of Kavendi what Christmas is to the West. On this day, after forty-seven days of adrift at sea, their ancestors unexpectedly drifted to the land beneath their feet when the fresh water was exhausted, the food was exhausted, and the body was weak and about to reach a desperate situation.

It was a very memorable day, a symbol of the new year, which was once legislated as the new year of Kavendi.

It's a day to remember for all Asians, but for some, their revelry means stinging, reopening the scars that have sealed the dust. After all, Kavendi is a multi-ethnic country.

When Asians first set foot on this land, it was the death knell of aggression for the local natives, and no matter how much future generations whitewash that history, it cannot hide the rich smell of naked killing and encroachment.

In the past, when some indigenous descendants slashed and wreaked havoc with knives, the impact was so bad that the government had to take into account the pride of other ethnic groups and remove the festival from the official level.

But the private celebrations continued.

Tong Yao turned his head, Wang Wenwen held her chin with both hands, and smiled cheaply.

"Let's go on a street tour at night." She said.

"Okay, bring Lin Wanqing." Tong Yao tilted his head and squeezed his eyes when he looked at the front row, and Lin Wanqing was stunned.