Quickly travel: The paranoid boss behind the Shura field has become sickly

When An Ting saw that Diers didn't answer his last question, he didn't bother to find out the answer.

He stood up and looked at Diels and said: "Diels, I heard that your research has made breakthrough progress. If I agree with the plan you showed me last time, can you promise me something? thing?"

"what's up?"

"I can contribute tadpoles to you and let your scientists conduct research, but I hope that you will let me go after the research has achieved effective results."

Diers did not answer, but looked at An Ting quietly.

"I've been trapped here by you for more than a year. I feel like I'm going crazy. Even if I push myself every day and tell myself that I can have clothes on my hands, food on my hands, and a mouth to eat every day, my life is carefree. It's the leisurely life that everyone dreams of. I should be happy, I should be satisfied, but I can’t, and I find that I really can’t!”

This was the first time that An Ting got hysterically angry at Diers. He kept venting his dissatisfaction to Diers, but even if he yelled like crazy, he still couldn't calm down An Ting.

"I used to be an astronaut. Even if I spent every day in a scientific research base, I never felt that life was boring. I was even full of expectations for the future. But here, I went from resisting at the beginning to accepting my fate. You mermaids are like blood bags for research, I am a human, I have thoughts, Diels, have you ever heard of a saying among humans?"

Diers frowned slightly, "What?"

"Life is precious, but love is more expensive. If it is for freedom, both can be thrown away."

Diers didn't react at first, but soon he understood what An Ting meant.

Diers stood up suddenly, grabbed An Ting's wrist, and asked, "Do you want to die?"

"I think my psychological quality is stronger than that of many people. Most people may not be able to survive being treated like a plaything, treated as a blood bag for research, and provided with tadpoles for research. I am still normal now. Communicating with you, you can imagine how strong my psychological quality is."

An Ting continued: "Diels, sooner or later I will collapse. Please let me leave before I collapse. I beg you, okay?"

"You can't die."

An Ting looked at Diers blankly, feeling that everything he just said was in vain.

"I don't want to be trapped in this place for the rest of my life. I want to go back to living among the crowd. Diers, can you understand me?"

"it is good."

An Ting was stunned for a moment, and then asked tentatively: "I will provide you with tadpoles, and when new research results are revealed, you will let me go?"

"Okay, I promise you."

……

An Ting hid in the bathroom. He had forgotten how long he had not relieved his desire. It seemed that he only had such thoughts when he was with Murong Sheng in the last world. After coming to this world, he would no longer Saying that I was relieved, I never even had that thought.

An Ting sat on the toilet, constantly imagining color movies in his mind, but he just didn't have any reaction.

An Ting: 198, do you have any photos of Murong Sheng?

System 198: "Yes, it is saved in my database."

An Ting: I want to see Asheng.

System 198: "Host, you have almost forgotten Murong Sheng now. It's better not to look at his photos. Otherwise, what if you feel sad when you see his photos?"

An Ting: But I miss him very much, I really miss him.

System 198: Hey, okay then.

After a while, System 198 played the photos about Murong Sheng for An Ting. The photos were made into a slideshow. Murong Sheng's faces flashed through An Ting's mind, making An Ting both happy and sad.

After An Ting saw Murong Sheng's photos, he remembered Murong Sheng's appearance deeply in his heart again. He imagined how he and Murong Sheng would do that kind of thing.

"Ah Sheng..."

An Ting's voice came from the bathroom. Diers was standing outside the bathroom door. He clearly heard An Ting's ambiguous and seductive voice.

"Murong Sheng...A Sheng...give it to me..."

Diers clenched his fists and frowned, as if he was trying his best to restrain his anger.

"Ah Sheng..."

The next second, Diers kicked the door open, and An Ting was stunned on the spot. His hand was still holding his little An Ting.

An Ting's face was reddish, and his eyes were still filled with moisture, which directly confused Diers's eyes.

Diers stepped closer to An Ting. He grabbed little An Ting with one hand and asked angrily: "Do you like Murong Sheng that much? Even when you do this, you fantasize about him."

Diers glanced at the white thing in his hand, and his dark blue eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of angry red. He strangled An Ting's neck and growled: "Can't you have feelings without thinking about him? "

"you put……"