That Boss is chasing again

Touching the place where the forehead was hit, he said stupidly: "Dirty..."

Amused by what he said, Yanqing said: "Are you saying that my shoes are not clean or that the ground is not clean? These shoes have been placed here for three years, and I don't know how much dust they have collected. Put them on, they are not clean Is it dirty too?"

Wen Han was stunned.

Raising her hand to mess with his hair, Yanqing pulled him directly into it.

The house is [-] square meters, not very big, the living room is tidy, and there is no breath of life.

Scanning the living room as a whole, there were no photos or anything like that. After taking two steps, Yanqing took out a wet handkerchief and squatted in front of the TV, carefully wiping the cabinet under the TV.

Then I opened the drawer under the cabinet, and there were a few photo albums and a few CDs.

Holding out the photo album, Yanqing pulled Wenhan's trousers in a squatting position, raised her head and smiled, and said, "I'll show you my childhood photos."

His name is different in each world, but his behavior is almost the same, because it is him.

But because of different experiences, there are some differences in some places. In order to maintain himself, what his body experienced in this world will be wiped out at the moment he wakes up, and Xiao Qi will present it to him in other ways.

It's a bit too much not to be able to empathize with his own memories and feelings, but this is his own choice.

He doesn't want to get lost in an identity.

Wen Han also squatted down, his posture was very small, and he looked at Yanqing expectantly.

Yanqing opened the photo album, pointed to the little boy on the first page and said, "This is me."

The little boy in the photo was lying on the beach and couldn't get up. Someone took this photo, which just captured the little boy's angry expression.

Wen Han stretched out his finger and poked the little boy's face in the photo, stared at Yanqing's eyes, and poked Yanqing's face a few times slowly.

Yanqing looked down at the fingers under her eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"

"No... round..." Wen Han said a little disappointed.

Glancing at him, Yanqing turned to the next page, pushed the photo album in front of him, and said, "You can read it yourself? I'll go to my room and have a look."

"Um……"

Pushing the door open and walking into her room, Yanqing went straight to the desk.There are three shelves above the desk, which are full of books.The top of the books was covered with dust, and one of them was pulled out, opened, and there was a sticky note on that side.

Pick up and read the text above, which reads:

3031. 8, 5

Today, I was called by the professor to go to the research institute to do experiments, and was asked to inject some kind of vaccination.I have never heard of the condition to prevent, so I refused the injection.I could tell the professor was upset, but I always had to hold myself accountable.

Putting the sticky notes back, Yanqing flipped through the whole book quickly, and there were a few sticky notes inside.

Putting the book in his hand aside, he took out a book from the shelf, flipped through it, confirmed the existence of the sticky note inside, and put all the books into the space.

After looking around and seeing nothing missing, he exited the room.

The moment the door was closed, he suddenly remembered that he still didn't look under the bed.

Back in the room, Yanqing walked around her single bed and decided to move the bed away.

The bed was pushed away, revealing a rectangular white mark, somewhat different from the surrounding dusty floor.

It was blank, nothing.

Yanqing's pupils shrank slightly, she calmed down for a few seconds, threw a small snake onto the bed, and said, "Go look under the bed to see if there is anything."

The little snake twisted its body and walked around under the bed, came out and vomited a letter and shook his head at Yanqing, expressing that he didn't find anything.

"Not under the bed?" Yanqing asked.

The little snake shook his head, there was indeed nothing below.

After a pause for a few seconds, Yanqing stretched out her hand and let the little snake roll onto her wrist.The little snake next door had green vines curling up, and when it sensed something, it patted the head of the little snake next door with its new, curled leaves.

Having no time to pay attention to the two of them, Yanqing went to the closet and searched behind the closet, but found nothing.

"What's wrong……"

Calmly withdrew his hand from behind the closet, Yanqing patted off the ashes in his hands, smiled at Wen Han, and said, "It's nothing. Have you read the photos yet?"

"Hmm..." Wen Han pulled out a small smile with difficulty.

"Then let's go. Go to another place." Yanqing walked to him and took his hand and said.

"it is good……"

Miracle ([-])

Parking the car outside the school gate on the broad road leading straight to the west, Yanqing turned off the engine, rubbed Wen Han's hair beside her, and said with a light smile, "Get out of the car."

Wen Han's eyes were blank, and it took a long time before he blinked.Hearing Yanqing's voice, he turned his head slowly, his eyes lit up, he nodded vigorously, and waited quietly for Yanqing to go down and open the door for him.

Opening the car door, which was heavy for Wen Han, Yanqing stretched out her hand, palm up, and said, "Come."

Wen Han put his hand on it naturally, blinked at him, and got off the car with his hand.

After standing still, he used his backhand to close the car door habitually. Yanqing closed the car door before him and dragged him towards the school gate.

"Don't let your body get hurt again, you know?"

Yanqing said in harmony.

"Um……"

In front of the school gate, Yanqing looked up at the fence-shaped school gate, which was about [-] meters high.

He can turn it over, but he can't let Wen Han turn it over, and I'm afraid he won't be able to go up either.

Letting go of Wen Han's hand, Yanqing took out Xiaoqi, who was tucked into a ball in his pocket, poked it awake, looked into its bewildered eyes, and asked, "Is there a way to electrify the whole school?"

Looking at the nearby campus where many zombies were walking, Xiaoqi said: "Yes, the electricity can be connected for a year at most."

"It doesn't take that long, one day is enough." Yanqing said.

"Host wait a moment."

Xiaoqi's apple-sized body flashed a white light at a certain moment, wrapped its small body, and then gathered it back into its body.

Opening his eyes, Xiao Qi said: "Okay."

"Excuse me, do you want to continue sleeping?" Yanqing said.

"Don't sleep anymore," Xiaoqi cheered up and straightened her trembling legs, "I want to be with the host."

Seeing that its body is a bit reluctant, Yanqing said again: "If you can't hold it, just go to sleep, I'm fine."

"it is good."

Put Xiaoqi on one shoulder, let him lie on it, with his head tilted towards his neck, Yanqing looked at its weak body, and stroked his ear with his index finger.

Thanks a lot.

This is the University A where he used to stay. The strict door control is only talked about, and it is usually relaxed.Now even the people are gone, the door won't open, and there's no way to sneak in if you want to be clever.

The school gate was powered on, and a tiny red light flashed on the lock.Yanqing looked around and found several student-like zombies.

He pointed to Wen Han one by one, and said to him, "Find if they have any cards on them." He also found a dozen other zombies to find out if they had campus cards.

Among nearly ten people, they finally found a campus card that hadn't expired.

Swiping the card to enter the school with a warm letter, Yanqing went straight to the biochemical laboratory in his memory.

Professor Zhong is a professor at University A, but he doesn't stay in the school very often. He hasn't learned about it in detail, and he doesn't even know his research direction. He only heard some legends about him from his classmates.

To be considered by him, to be his graduate student, the research direction they chose is not much different. The biochemical laboratory of University A will have his data more or less stored, and what he wants is these data.

There are very few useful information he can extract from his own memory, each one is precious, maybe which one is his breakthrough.

What he was looking for was not the original memory, but the information related to Miracle in the memory, and everything else was irrelevant.

His mission is to suspend the apocalypse, Miracle is the root.

If you want to study Miracle directly, you can study any zombie anywhere, and after seven, eight, or ten years, he will always be able to research some results.But obviously, he didn't have enough time.

Glancing at the dazed zombies around him, Yanqing slowly opened the door of the laboratory, and the dust inside made a low wave.

The lights in the laboratory turned on, Yanqing squinted her eyes.Scanning around, all the equipment in the laboratory is there, but it has not been powered on for three years, and he needs to confirm whether it can work now.

After checking the equipment he was going to use now, Yanqing found a box of disposable blood collection needles, waved to Wen Han who was standing by the door, and signaled him to come over.

With a gentle expression, Wen Han teleported to Yanqing's side and asked, "It's over...?"

Yanqing hooked her fingers and said, "Give me your hand."

Pupils trembled, Wen Han lowered his head slightly, the corners of his mouth curved, and put his hand on Yanqing's palm stretched out in front of him.

His temperature was a little higher than his, and Wen Han felt the warm and reassuring feeling from his palm, and his slowly beating heart went crazy for a moment.

After unpacking the blood sampling needle, Yanqing turned over Wen Han's hand, fixed his index finger, and pierced the tip of the needle. After a pause for a few seconds, he pulled out the tip of the needle.No blood leaked from the needle hole in Wen Han's hand.

After collecting the collected blood samples, Yanqing took out a new blood collection needle and repeated the action just now on her own hand.Unlike Wen Han, a blood drop the size of a mung bean emerged from the eye of his needle.Rubbing off the blood with his thumb, he smiled at Wen Han and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Staring at Yanqing's intentionally lowered hand, Wen Han reached out to approach his hand, firmly held his hand and pulled it to his eyes.There was a drop of blood popping out of it, and the last one fell on top of the previous one, which was not like what normal people should have.

Wen Han's eyes were watery again, and he pursed his mouth and said, "It hurts..."

Wiping off the blood beads on it again, Yanqing put her finger in front of Wen Han's eyes so that he could see clearly.no in his hands