family history of mental illness

Seattle.

In King's County, far away from the central city, in the scientific research base of a registered high-tech company, all the employees are in a hurry, occasionally meet, a simple eye contact, or a simple word or two, it is considered communication.

In the very center of the scientific research studio, there is a huge water tank about three meters long and over two meters high. The water tank is filled with a lake-blue liquid. A tall, naked man closed his eyes tightly, quietly hanging in it.

Yes, hang.

He didn't sink to the bottom of the water, nor did he surface. He just stretched out his limbs and hovered quietly in the water. There were only air bubbles spit out from his mouth and nose intermittently, which proved that this man who could breathe in water was still alive.

The elder observed the data: "The data of all indicators are normal."

The young man frowned: "Oh, I can see this."

"Cells have been reprogrammed for optimal performance and fitness."

"This is ridiculous."

"The end of the first stage, try to regain consciousness."

"Are you really going to do this? To be honest, I'm not sure about your technology..."

The elder looked at him coldly.

"The data is incomplete, the information is incomplete, I don't know if I can recover consciousness, and whether the recovered consciousness is complete and correct..."

"So what? What we need is a living body, not a correct consciousness."

The young man who had been singing the naysayer took a deep breath: "In any case, we don't have the right to take God's job and bring the dead back to life? This is too ridiculous."

The elder said coldly: "Then Doctor Edward, even though you are the most talented person I have ever seen in biological genes, what is the reason for us to hire you with a high salary, if you keep singing against the tune and affecting the progress of the experiment? "

The light illuminated the young man's face. He was the doctor Edward that Brant rescued from the fake medical staff back then!

Edward's face also turned cold: "That was at the beginning, I didn't know at all, you stole the research data of Goodwin Technology, this is what you want to do!"

The elder asked without answering, "Do you know what I saw?"

Edward sneered: "Prison disaster?"

"..." He took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions, pointed to the man in the water tank and said, "It's the future! I saw the future, and it is my future."

"You just used it?"

"Of course, it is no longer a person, but our asset. One success will replicate countless successes. Think about it. The strongest body, the most perfect gene, and it can never be out of control. This is mine. future."

"Are you crazy? You can't do this!"

"Of course I can. Think about your sister, and you will know what you should do."

The elder spat out a devilish whisper, but Edward was powerless to explain. He looked at the man in the water tank who knew nothing, and slowly closed his eyes.

Feel sorry……

"Start the second phase."

Edward forced himself to say this.

The person in the water tank slowly opened his eyes and looked forward blankly. This may be a new life, but in Miami, which is more than 4000 kilometers away, the endless explosions can only be regarded as destruction.

……

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Peter evacuated ahead of time and guarded the entrance of the cave. There was a loud "bang bang" sound and soaring flames. Peter kept guarding anxiously until he saw Brant leading Jason Bucky and seven people with obvious inhuman features. When the person came out, he was relieved.

He hurried over: "You finally came out!" Peter saw Jason's expression was a bit smelly, and asked Brant strangely: "What's wrong with him?"

Brant pointed behind him: "Those are the people who attacked and kidnapped Jason. They are sullen to see me bring them out."

Jason emphasized every word: "Yes! Steal! Attack!"

Fine.

Brandt didn't refute, and Quan regarded it as acquiescing.

It can be said that their journey was full of difficulties. There was no problem with the original route, but someone temporarily changed the location of the database, which made them suddenly empty-handed.

Later, these people turned their backs and took the professor who was beaten to death to surrender. Only then did he successfully copy the data, and collected the batch of medicines that had not yet been put into use. At least he did not return empty-handed.

When everything came to an end, the animalized people parted ways with them early, and Brandt asked Jason to take Bucky to go first, and then together with Peter, he took care of the other experimental subjects, and waited for a long row of police cars to arrive .

The big case of human experimentation caused a sensation throughout Miami. The citizens didn't know that such a horrible thing had happened in the land they lived on until the case was solved.

Brandt uploaded the copied information and data to the police, so that Chris could no longer be exonerated. The former underworld giant finally stepped off the stage of power in Miami and went to jail.

Chris' power fell apart, and then... Jason was taken advantage of.

"How can you use the word cheap?

Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared. Don't you think that I am the most suitable person to take over Chris' power? "Jason slumped on the sofa with his legs wide open, watching a series of follow-up reports about Chris on TV, Shi Shiran said.

Next to him, the thin little Peter was squeezed by the other party and shrunk to the edge of the sofa, drinking milk pitifully, and dyed a whole circle of "white beard".

Brant couldn't stand it anymore: "Put your feet back, don't be so overbearing, Peter has nowhere to sit."

Peter waved his hand quickly: "I'm fine, I'm thinner and don't take up much space."

"?" Jason's sensor radar for a certain word dinged, and his eyes widened immediately: "Then you're saying I'm fat?"

Super fierce!

Brant: "Pfft."

The word fat is always a minefield for Jason.Even though Peter sincerely explained that being strong does not mean being fat, and that he was envious of the firm muscles on the other person, Jason still lifted his butt with an unhappy expression, left the sofa on his own, and walked into the bedroom in a few steps He closed the door with a bang, and went back to the house sulking.

Peter hiccupped in shock from this series of changes, and asked nervously, "Will he be angry? I mean, Jason managed to escape from the terrible laboratory, and I shouldn't make him angry."

"You're worrying too much." After appeasing Peter, Brant said loudly on purpose: "I think he might just close the door and secretly lose weight by himself."

Suddenly there was a loud "bang" in Jason's bedroom. Brandt guessed that it was the sound of a dumbbell hitting the door, so he continued very naturally: "If the door is broken, you will lose money. I rent a house."

Jason opened the door suddenly, looking even more unhappy: "I have money, and Chris' property belongs to me, don't you know that?" And what rolled on the ground at the door was indeed a dumbbell.

Brandt said unceremoniously: "I remember that most of his property was confiscated to compensate the victims of human experiments?"

Jason: "At least that Chris' Lounge is mine."

Brant pretended to be surprised and said, "You haven't changed the name of the lounge yet? With Chris' sign, no one will go in, right? Can you really make money?"

Jason: "..."

"Oh, that's right." Brant made up his knife: "I just wanted to say, don't lift dumbbells, it will only make you stronger, and it won't make you thin. Muscle gain and weight loss are two systems. Don't you know?"

Jason: "………#@&"

Jason was so angry that he started vomiting gibberish, but Brandt, who had been depressed since Omer left, actually became a little bit happier.

It turns out that one's own happiness can really be built on the pain of others, Brant nodded in a taught way, and began to smooth his hair sympathetically: "You are not fat, you just have more and stronger muscles, that's all. It looks so cool, and it's too late for others to envy it, so what do you dislike?"

Jason turned his head and looked like he was too lazy to listen, but his ears moved suspiciously.

Peter immediately cheered and said, "That's right, I was always bullied at school because I was too skinny. The classmate on my rugby team has a good figure, and a lot of girls like him!"

Jason's ears moved again, he walked out pretending nothing happened, and sat back on the sofa: "Continue."

"Uh." Peter tried to blow his rainbow fart: "Your figure is better than my classmates, and I want to be like you!"

Jason finally turned his head mercifully, his mouth was wide open, but he still pretended to be reserved and said: "Yes, you are too thin, you should exercise more, starting tomorrow, morning with me run."

Peter was startled: "But I still want to..." Patrol the streets...

Jason frowned: "Huh?"

Peter: "Nothing, I'd love to QAQ..."

Jason nodded in satisfaction. He left early with Bucky before. He didn't know that Peter was the super-powerful Spider-Man who helped him tear down the glass door with his bare hands. He thought he had saved a frail and bullied The poor little girl is in a very good mood.

Of course, in some respects, when Peter was not bitten by a spider, there was nothing wrong with such a personal setting.

Brant watched the two cubs quickly settle down. Jason even smiled and was very satisfied. Seeing that there was nothing to do with him, he took out a drawing board and a few crayons, and drew similarly. I got the painting.

I saw him pressing the drawing board with his left hand, and waving Fang Qiu with his right hand. After a few minutes, two heads that were not so round, a crooked barbecue grill, and a large area of ​​flowers and plants with strange colors appeared on the drawing board. It is the painting in the previous tome.

Peter leaned over to Brant and asked curiously, "What are you drawing?"

Brandt said casually, "Guess what?"

"Emmmm..." Peter frowned and stared at the drawing board for a long time before he stumbled out a sentence: "This... this charcoal-roasted suckling pig looks... not bad?"

Brant looked up and rolled his eyes: "I'm copying a crayon drawing I made when I was five years old."

Peter: "Uh."

Brandt: "These are two boys who eat biscuits and play with models. If you really don't know how to praise people, you don't have to."

Peter: "..."

Peter couldn't help it, and hiccupped again.

Why is he always saying the wrong thing today, QAQ...

But everything is not over yet, today seems to be the Good Friday of Jason and Peter, and then, Brandt suddenly thought of something, stopped his brush, and said with a serious face: "Miami is peaceful, I thought about it, You two can't go on messing around like this."

Peter blinked, and suddenly felt that the spider sense seemed to come for a while.

Jason also had an ominous premonition.

Brant said slowly, "Shouldn't you two be going to school?"

"!!!!!!"

What is school?nonexistent!

Jason had a good reason: "The lounge has just entered the right track, and it cannot be separated from people. Besides, I am the only one in the family who has a source of income. If I go to school, won't you starve to death?"

However, Brant waved his hand and refused with justification: "The inseparability of people doesn't mean that we can't do without you. You have to do everything. Do you want to accept them for nothing?" But he didn't refute that the family really relied on Jie. The established fact of Senyang.

Peter, who has been used to freedom for a while, is also trying to save himself: "My identity problem has not been resolved, it seems that I can't go to school?"

Brant said "ah": "If you don't tell me, I forgot, Jason has already taken care of the identity issue for you."

Peter: "..."

Almost immediately, Jason ran back to the bedroom in a few steps, quickly took out a file bag, and threw it on Peter with a "snap": "Remember your identity!"

Peter: ...

How come I don't see you so active at ordinary times!

Jason::)

That must be because the suffering alone is not as good as the suffering of others. If you are lucky, you should swallow it alone, and if you are in trouble, you must share it!

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#Congratulations to Worm Barrel forcibly achieving the achievement of adversity#

#Congratulations to Brandt for being honored as one of the top [-] outstanding youths in the United States#

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Convincing evidence that the author is a real mother:

Xiao Bu: On the second day after leaving Congee, I miss him QAQ

Porridge in the water tank: Open your eyes!Gululu~

Bush:? ? ?

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Convincing evidence that Xiaobu is an ugly grandpa:

Xiao Bu: It's getting cold, let's blow up this experimental base

Boom!Phew!Ding bang!

Ugly Lord: Papa is proud of you!

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About the weight of Brother Tong:

Tearful bucket: 180 pounds is really not fat!I'm that muscle muscle!

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ps. Now you know what’s going on with Gululu, right? hh, my mother is building a body for Congee Congee, with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, arrange~