After Becoming a Little Sister

Perhaps it is precisely because of this characteristic of thinking crazily anytime and anywhere that it can support the other party's unfathomable integration of knowledge and knowledge.

"I'm relieved when you come. Take good care of her, and she will get better by herself. Besides, who did you use for her blood transfusion?"

"Hmm... I checked the files. It was a child who came with her. Only 200CC was used. The amount of bleeding from her injury was unexpectedly small, and she didn't need much blood transfusion."

"That's it... Xiaoya... Well, I see, you have worked so hard to make this trip. If you are here, I can rest assured. The doctors here are capable, but they are not our own."

Sister Shenxian patted Dean An's head in an old-fashioned way. This scene looked as absurd as a granddaughter touching grandma's white hair.

But in fact, Dean An was with Sister Shenxian at the beginning, just like Li Guang's Little Stewed Chicken Noodles was with Alia, and he also existed like a little tail.

The years have not yet told people the meaning of youth, but they have pushed them to a deeper age.

Sister Shenxian looked at her watch: "Let's go. During the Chinese New Year, I will see if I can go home to celebrate the New Year. Then I will visit you and take good care of my body."

After speaking, she jumped directly from the window. The outside of the hospital on the eighteenth floor was empty, and she didn't know how she did it.

The old dean vaguely heard the sound of something whistling in the air, but he ignored it. He just looked sideways at Alia, who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, and recalled the other party's physical examination file in his mind.

After a while, she seemed to recall the frenzy of supernatural powers, qigong, and super soldier biological transformation research in the 80s of the last century. The various outrageous values ​​overlapped and matched with the most idealized template in her memory, making it perfect. It's not like a defective product like a human being.

"Could it be that your child is the most ideal...natural evolution?"

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Gunma Prefecture · Mount Takamahara

Lu Wuxia took the first step and reached the foot of the mountain,

She was looking up at the seemingly deserted tourist attraction, with a modern but quite quiet mountain road, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Both the golden char siu and the little angel are resting in the hotel-forced to rest, before Aliya said that after waking up, the little angel will replace her as a patient, and then she will change the post to do something else, but it is less than half a day These two boys sold her out without hesitation, and recruited their own mother and fairy sister, and they didn't know what Alia's expression would be when she woke up.

Of course, it's also possible that it's all under the control of a guy with a little All-Wisdom.

You thought I was playing tricks, but in fact I was just playing tricks - who knows, only she knows it in her heart.

But she is just like Sister Immortal, she knows, holds back, and just doesn't say...

Lu Wuxia looked at his watch, and then noticed a gust of wind passing behind his head, and couldn't help turning his head: "Master?"

Sister Immortal jumped off the flying skateboard: "The battery life is still a bit short. Would it be better to make it a battery that can be replaced? The current mobile phone is also the same. It is obviously charging so slowly. Why not make it a form that can be replaced directly. What about it? The battery life of the Bluetooth headset is not enough, you can also set up a special headset port on the mobile phone, use a wired connection, no need to charge and the sound quality will be better, not afraid of disconnection..."

Lu Wuxia looked at Sister Immortal with very subtle eyes, and called again: "Master..."

"Tsk, it seems that it was designed like this more than ten years ago. At that time, mobile phones were flourishing. I shouldn't have told Xiao Qiao that the most intuitive touch is the new interactive future. How is the situation?"

"...It's nothing." Lu Wuxia took out his mobile phone: "I contacted a few friends, and they made it very clear that no matter what happened in Gaotianyuan Mountain tonight, they would not ask."

"Which friend of yours?"

"A general from Lu Zi, a colonel from the Japanese and American Army, and some other officials. I haven't asked about it from the Sakurada Gate yet."

"Hmm... It seems that I really need to contact some old friends." Sister Shenxian nodded, and then took out her mobile phone.

A very classic back then, but now it has become a nostalgic Motorola Blade V3.

Lu Wuxia scratched her face. She seemed to have given this phone to her. Back in 3, everyone was still using PHS and other phones. Motorola's V[-] was the most dazzling high-end product on the market. Not cheap.

She remembered that at that time, she seemed to be writing a continuous report with a lot of manuscript fees. With some spare money in hand, she gritted her teeth and bought one for herself and her master—all the money that Ai Rulong earned at that time went into it. Continuing to fight in the mall, a big boss with a net worth of tens of millions actually wears two sets of suits, and he has to worry about the details of refueling when driving, which is far from the good life of today.

The second junior sister was ignored by the master because of the dispute in the gray area, and she was thrown out every time she brought over. In the worst case, she knelt at the door like a poor homeless stray dog. Open the door, and finally leave with tears in my eyes.

Third Junior Sister... Forget it, it's okay not to mention Third Junior Sister.

After so many years, I have been busy with such and such things, and I even forgot these details.

She was quite emotional, and with a bit of guilt, she said softly after Sister Shenxian finished sending the text message: "Master, shall I get you a new phone?"

"A new phone? Why?" Sister Shenxian turned her head in doubt: "I have a new phone—"

As she spoke, she took out a large-screen mobile phone, pressed the button on the top, and the entire mobile phone unfolded like a scroll, changing from the original large-screen mobile phone to a tablet: "Look, it's still a concept model, and there is no such thing on the market. selling."

"Ah, this—then your Motorola...is it because I gave it to you at the beginning, so you keep it?"

Embarrassed, Lu Wuxia was a little touched, and said to herself that this is her who reads as a master's writing mother.

"Oh, no, the main reason is that I have quite a lot of mobile phone cards, and the battery can be replaced without worrying about battery life. The most important thing is that the physical keyboard can type text messages blindly. Now you don't even know where your fingers are without looking at the touch screen..."

Sister Shenxian said and put the phone in her pocket: "And the one you gave me was broken long ago. I bought it again, mainly because it is small and beautiful, and I am used to it-oh, I really want to buy a Japanese flip phone. It’s a pity that the operator doesn’t support it. When I have time, I’ll go to some old friends to see if I can customize a specific operation service.”

"..."

Well, this is my real mother.

And she is also a mother who keeps pace with the times.

What can Lu Wuxia say?She sighed helplessly: "Master, as long as you are happy... Who did you contact just now?"

"Lu Zikong, the commanders from Haizi, the major general of the Japanese army stationed in Japan, the director of the Sakurada Gate, and then the official defense chief and the guy in the Imperial Palace." Sister Shenxian looked at her watch: "Again Wait for 10 minutes, and go up when everyone is here."

"..."

Lu Wuxia looked at his phone, and then at his master's phone.

what is this?

When you are still looking for a high-level NPC to help, the other party makes a phone call, and all kinds of dungeon boss-level elite monsters come in a hurry, and the horse is on the back—is this the legendary power of connections?

Carefully hiding her small mobile phone behind her back, Lu Wuxia felt that it would have been better if she hadn't shaken people before.

It shouldn't be so embarrassing - it's not that there is shame and resentment in front of my master, but it's the kind of memory that I used to show off in front of my parents like a child, and my parents coaxed me right and wrong, and then I grew up The embarrassment of recalling.

After all, they are all Obasan and have their own baby, but they are suddenly treated like a child, which is unavoidable.

Gao Tianyuan's lack of reaction to their arrival—it's not normal to say that they have a reaction. It is absolutely impossible for both of them to come here with great fanfare. The landing was flawless, wandering around like passing tourists.

"On the hillside of this mountain, there is a platform, just like Guangmingding, which is actually a monument to the crash of Flight 123."

Sister Shenxian pointed to the grayish white spot on the mountainside: "Some people said that Gao Tianyuan shot down Flight 123 because they mistakenly believed that it was carrying tactical nuclear weapons, and someone wanted to use that civilian airliner as a cover to bomb them."

It was the first time Lu Wuxia knew about this secret, but she always felt that something was wrong. After thinking for a while, she couldn't help wondering: "Will anyone use a commercial airliner to do such a thing?"

"Will it be true? In fact, there was such a plan at the time. The plan was implemented by the Gate of Reality. In the 80s and [-]s, the Gate of Reality expanded rapidly, especially in Japan. Suppress the mind of the book, kill Gao Tianyuan together, occupy such a large area, and then you can occupy the Asia-Pacific region, and even spy on Shenzhou."

Sister Shenxian sighed: "A few years ago, there was an air crash here, because Gao Tianyuan refused to enter the search and rescue of the US military stationed in Japan, which led to the subsequent death of many people who could have survived. If there is an air crash, they have no excuse to prevent anyone from entering, which is very easy to create a breakthrough for the opponent."

"So the flight crash of Flight 123 was not actually done by themselves?"

"Yes, so after some mutual testing, the air crash did not happen again, and there was no danger."

On the earth world line here, the time connection between the flight crash of Flight 321 and the Takatahara crash site in Gunma County is quite different from Alia’s impression. Takatahara is stronger than when he was in Blue Star—or more powerful for subjective initiative.

These subtle differences were something she hadn't considered before, but in front of the fairy sister, that's all.

She looked around a few times, and went into a convenience store in a scenic spot that was still open at the foot of the mountain: "Hello, do you have a lunch box?"

The person in charge of the business was an inconspicuous young lady who was reading a book. Hearing this, she raised her head and looked her up and down. She seemed to have seen it somewhere—or heard someone mention it before. Familiarity.

But after thinking about it for a while, she couldn't remember it, so she could only put down the book: "Yes, do you want to heat it up for you?"

"Heat two servings—no, three servings, thank you. I want pork chop rice. She said eel rice or teriyaki chicken leg rice are fine."

"OK, wait."

The young lady went to work, she looked like a work-study student, even the book she was holding had the words "higher education textbooks" written on the cover, it was a book on chemistry.

Sister Shenxian looked around, took a can of milk and two boxes of fruit and put them on the cash register: "Are you alone? Are you busy? Will it be unsafe at night?"

"Fortunately, there are not many people coming to the scenic spots here. Just pay attention at night, there is no big problem." She turned around and smiled, "We are in Japan, and the security at night is very good."

"Oh? How do you know I'm not Japanese?" Sister Shenxian looked at her curiously: "Is my accent not standard?"

"No, your accent is very standard. If you just listen to it, I don't think anyone will think you are a foreign tourist." The young lady put a heated bento beside her and put the second one in the microwave : "But your companion doesn't look like a native, and her mobile phone is not sold on our side."

Sister Shenxian looked back at Lu Wuxia's cell phone, and the latter looked at her innocently while holding the cell phone.

"That's all?" Sister Shenxian looked back: "Is there anything else?"

"And your eating habits. Normally speaking, our customers would not buy fruit so generously."

Miss Sister Xu hasn't chatted with anyone for a while, and the conversation is quite lively: "Fruits are very expensive here!"

"Well, I know, because of the Nonghyup, right?"

"Yeah, so are you sure you want these?" The young lady raised her hand and recommended the candy next to her: "If it's for vitamin supplements, I actually recommend these kinds of soft candies. Although they are sweets, the sugar content is actually more than fruit. It's low, it's suitable for those who are on a light diet and losing weight."

She said and put three lunch boxes on the cash register: "Is there anything else you need?"

"No, I like to eat fruit, the taste is fresher." Sister Shenxian took out her wallet: "Speaking of which, are you Gao Tianyuan people so competent in side jobs now? And recommend discounted products to customers?"

The young lady's expression froze immediately, and the originally gentle smile slowly retracted: "The guest is joking, Gao Tianyuan——Shan, there are actually no people living there. I am from Qunma County."

"Oh, you demolished the big shrine on the mountain?" Sister Shenxian rummaged through the banknotes without raising her head: "When did it happen? I haven't been here for a while, and I really don't know about your move...Xiaoyu , Do you have any change? I only have Fukuzawa Yukichi!"

The young lady's smile was completely restrained, and she even looked a little gloomy. She raised her hand calmly and touched the button next to the cashier.

"Is it okay to swipe the card?" Lu Wuxia took out two cards: "I rarely go out with cash, or US dollars?"

"Tsk! You are not as good as me." Sister Shenxian ignored her and pulled out a ten thousand yuan bill: "Sorry, please."

The young lady didn't accept the banknotes, but just looked at Sister Shenxian like this, her tone became colder: "The guest... is not a normal guest."

"Look at what you said, I'm not a normal guest, can I still be a ghost? You apologize to the 800 million gods!"

"There is no big shrine on Gaotianyuan Mountain, it's just a mountain."

"Okay, okay, it's just a mountain, as long as you're happy—can you give me the bento? I was in a hurry to get back from the plane before, and I didn't eat the plane meal."

In fact, there is no fighter jet that has in-flight meals. Perhaps there are not many people on the entire earth who can "transfer" to fighter jets from European countries like her, cross Siberia all the way, and finally enter the Honko area from Hokkaido area. .

After all, the fighter plane flying Maozi landed on the site of the book, and the last person who did this was Belenko—a defected dog.

She drove a Su-34 directly through the defense circle of the Northern Air Force before, and swaggered to land at the base of the sixth anti-aircraft group in Chitose. Under the watchful eyes of a group of people, the preparations and refueling were completed, and they took off and returned home tremblingly, while the fairy sister on the other side was already escorted by the off-road vehicle that drove over from the base and walked away.

The people on this side of the book are respectful and respectful, but they don’t have any sharp eyesight. If it’s my family, they have to ask if they have eaten. If they haven’t eaten, have a quick meal. To put it bluntly, if you bow down and ask us what we can do for you, the fairy sister can't say that you first give me a whole donkey meat or a meat bun, and you can only go to the hospital as soon as possible.

She even gave Alia a bottle of glucose before, and I don't know if Alia will shoot a video and post it on the Internet and then condemn her for drinking such a noble thing and counting it on her own bill...

Sister Shenxian's indifference put a lot of psychological pressure on the young lady, and she was not sure who the other party was for a while.

And whether to press the button or just leave it like this, I have been hesitating - just two people.

Is this an enemy attack?Doesn't count?Shouldn't it count?

Then Elder Sister Shenxian thought of something, opened the disposable chopsticks, and suddenly said: "Ah! I said, why does your child look so familiar? Is your mother also from Gao Tianyuan? She used to be from the intelligence department, right? Has she retired?"