The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

He Lang has been quite irritable recently.

Wang Zian entered the Qinghe base, Wan Ling's experiment, the magic repairer cloned an unknown number of bodies, and the Jiangbei base surpassed the ambitions of the imperial committee members...

It's bad enough to bring out every list, let alone such a swarm.He Lang is also one of the managers of the Qinghe base, and a qualified special operations team member, so it is impossible to let these things go.Even though there are still so many people who are responsible for the Qinghe base and all mankind in the country, after all, he is the only one who knows the most and thoroughly, and he really can't let him go.

Simply put, other people who know don't have to be responsible like him, and other people who are responsible can't know everything like him.

Therefore, He Lang is more and more worried about balancing these true and false, false and real things.Even if he knew roughly who could handle what, he had to think more and more comprehensively in order to hide those appalling details as much as possible.For those who have been in a relatively simple environment for a long time and only need to think about how to complete the task or win the game every day, this is really a rapid growth like a seedling.

He Lang was so annoyed that he was going to have the "growing pains" he hadn't seen for a long time.

The only time I can breathe a sigh of relief is probably when I am alone with Song Lin.

Song Lin knew almost everything he knew; Song Lin could basically guess what he needed to worry about.He used to hate that he had nothing to hide in front of Song Lin, but now, this just gave him room to breathe.

Anyway, the other party knows everything, so what else can you not say to him?

Out of wanting to relax and some unspeakable reasons, He Lang now stays with Song Lin as long as he goes home, as long as he doesn't have to sit with everyone.Sometimes Song Lin was busy in the laboratory, and he could watch in silence all night; then when it was time to sleep, he went straight up, picked up the necromancer who seemed to have come to an end, and took him back to his room to sleep.Sometimes he couldn't help chattering about something, and Song Lin didn't need to respond to him; only when he disturbed the young man's thoughts, the other party would suddenly say "shut up", and then he would be quiet.

Well, in fact, Song Lin didn't completely ignore his nagging.

When the man showed confusion in front of him again, he finally replied: "Perhaps not everything requires you to plan ahead. Some things just happen unexpectedly, and the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge."

"But I already know about it. You and the real person have analyzed all possible consequences with me. How can you tell me to turn a blind eye?" He Lang leaned against the wall of the laboratory. He didn't feel tired physically, but His expression made him look a little depressed, "You were the leader of the team before, right? Haven't you ever been like this?"

"Of course there is." Song Lin paused the experiment in hand, carefully observing the current progress, "It is precisely because of this that I will tell you my experience."

He Lang didn't accept this answer: "Then I can only say that I have more lives to be responsible for than you, so I can't let it develop and wait and see how it changes."

Song Lin felt that this sentence seemed to be exaggerating, and it was a bit like being coquettish, so he couldn't help but look back at the man: "Isn't there a saying in this world called 'Sharpening a knife is not a mistake in chopping firewood'? Relax, it can be regarded as letting you go." Have you sharpened your 'knife' sharper?"

He Lang raised his eyebrows: "I found that you have a lot of fallacies. When I refuted you before, you would just ignore me and continue to implement your actions, but now you are trying to rationalize your thoughts with fallacies, and then continue to complete own actions."

Song Lin's gaze returned to his experiment: "At least I'm willing to reason with you now."

"Well, people with bigger fists can make sense anyway." He Lang shrugged and asked again, "But is it really okay for us to put Wang Zi'an in the detention center like this?"

Song Lin didn't even look at him: "Isn't this a decision made by your grandfather and your cousin after knowing it? What's the problem?"

He Lang stood up straight and walked in Song Lin's direction: "But they don't know what the magic cultivator's clone is for, what the devil cultivator wants to do to this world, the Jiangbei base... the real purpose is What."

Song Lin replied casually: "It's normal, we don't know."

"But you and the real person have already figured it out."

"It's just speculation, who knows if it's true."

"Once it is, it will be very troublesome, isn't it?" He Lang stood beside the young man, "Besides, it is very likely."

Song Lin glanced at him: "...Then you continue to worry."

"I'm just worrying, and I don't want you to give me a very comprehensive opinion. Just think I need a tree hole." He Lang carefully looked at the things Song Lin was operating in his hand, "You have been tinkering for a long time, What are you doing?"

"Some medicines." Song Lin confirmed the completion of the medicines, pulled a row of clean test tubes, and prepared to dispense them, "However, it's surprising that Commander He Tang also needs a tree hole. I thought you wouldn't die The kind of person who admits he can’t do it.”

"What's unexpected, if I don't know how to find a way to relieve my pain, I'd have been tortured to death by PTSD long ago, okay?" He Lang replied casually, then paused, and said with a strange expression, "Wait, did you say Have a dirty joke?"

Song Lin divided the potions and responded calmly: "No."

"If you deny it so quickly, then you have it." He Lang raised his eyebrows, "I think you like provoking me like this, so you're not afraid that one day you'll shoot yourself in the foot with a rock?"

Song Lin poured the medicine into the second test tube: "Oh, what can you do to me?"

"Do you dare not to use contract suppression, but simply have a physical competition with me?" He Lang deliberately approached the young man, taking advantage of his height and size to assume a suppressive posture, and lowered his voice from behind, "When you fall into my hands, you will Know I'm 'okay'."

"Ah, I'm so scared, I don't dare." Song Lin replied blankly, "Commander He, do you always joke with people in the camp like this? If a timid rookie like me, I'm afraid Feel like you've been bullied."

"A 'coward' like you? This is probably a bad joke." He Lang sneered, "And I don't joke like this with everyone."

Song Lin suddenly turned to look at him: "So I'm special?"

He Lang was startled, not only because of the young man's words, but also because of the distance between them.Just now, in order to "threat" Song Lin, the man deliberately stood very close.When Song Lin turned his head like this, his head almost hit He Lang's chin.

Fortunately, He Lang reacted quickly and subconsciously dodged back.But that's it, the distance between them is still not as close as the speaking distance of ordinary friends.

"Uh..." He Lang was still thinking about what Song Lin's words meant, but he never expected that there would be a second half of the words.

Song Lin paused for a moment, as if he didn't notice He Lang's hasty evasion, but continued to say, "...you're so unlucky?"

"Damn, you're out of breath..." He Lang clicked his tongue, and then said, "I'm joking with you to 'seek' you, okay?"

"Okay, that's my honor, okay." Song Lin replied calmly, "Can you walk away? Why are you getting in the way here?"

He Lang stretched out his hand and grabbed the upper part of the empty test tube in Song Lin's hand: "It's just for repacking? Then I'll pour it for you?"

He didn't touch the young man's hand, but because he stretched out his hand from the back side, it was a bit like holding the young man half in his arms.Song Lin didn't know if he was used to it, so he didn't rush to dodge, but asked on the spot: "Are you sure you don't shake your hands?"

He Lang immediately laughed: "If I were Parkinson, why would I shoot?"

"Yes, Commander He who can shoot, please." Song Lin stuffed the glass bottle containing the medicine into He Lang's other hand, then bent down and got to the side to stand, "Compared to my previous The portion is too small, less will have no effect, and more will be a waste.”

"I know, I'm not stupid..."

While talking, Song Lin's phone rang suddenly.He picked up, "um", "um", "ok", and hung up the phone after a few words.

Listening to the young man's tone, He Lang didn't seem to be in a hurry, so he didn't look too concerned.When the young man hung up the phone, the man poured the medicine steadily and asked, "Who called you? What's the matter? It's past eleven o'clock in the evening. You have to go to bed after finishing this medicine. Don't worry." Go out and mess around."

"Well, I won't go out tonight." Song Lin put away his phone and replied, "I have to go out tomorrow night."

"Why go?"

"Meet someone."

"Who?"

"Julie."

The movements in He Lang's hands paused.

"Julie, why did you come back so late?"

The security personnel at the entrance of the dormitory stopped the woman in red who had just come back from outside.That is to say, the security guards already knew her and her habits, otherwise seeing a woman in red suddenly appearing from the darkness at night would be really scary.

But even so, Julie looked a bit pervasive as she slowly approached.

Julie responded lightly: "I can't sleep, I'm going for a walk."

"Walking at this time..." The security guard was a little puzzled, but for various reasons, he didn't pursue it. He just said, "The base just issued a notice saying that you can't leave Wanling base without a notice recently. You better not Go out at night. Otherwise, if you encounter a patrol and misunderstand that you want to go out privately, you will be in trouble."

"I'm wearing this, are they still afraid that I might get lost?" Julie raised her wrist and sneered slightly, "Okay, I'm going back to sleep, good night."

After that, she bypassed the security guards and walked into the dormitory area.

The security guard narrowed his eyes as he watched the red figure fade away.

Another security guard came out from the gate room, looked curiously at the woman who had gone away, and asked, "Brother Li, she is pretty, why do you see her as if you saw a poisonous snake?"

"You're still young, so you don't know who she is." Brother Li patted the little security guard on the shoulder, "What's the use of looking good? She's a fertility experiment designated by Wan Ling, and no one else can touch her. Not to mention she always She likes to wear a red dress with bright red lipstick, like a ghost, how dare you provoke her?"

"Birth...!" The little security guard tried hard to recall what he heard during the training, and exclaimed in surprise, "Is she pregnant?!"

"Hush—keep your voice down!" Brother Li said in a low voice, "I don't know yet, but Wan Ling won't let her go out. In a few months, we'll see if her stomach is getting bigger, so I'll know?"

The little security scratched his head, half understanding: "Oh..."

"Okay, continue to stay on duty at night." Brother Li reminded, "Don't keep playing with your phone!"

The little security guard straightened his back: "Yes!"

[The author has something to say: He Dui: When I am bored to death, you can go to meet the girl you have been friends with for a long time, you can. 】