The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

The farewell ceremony of Yan Shaojun and several comrades in arms was basically the same as that of other team members in scale, short and solemn.

Only by looking at the elegiac couplets of the memorial ceremony can one understand that the level of the farewell objects in this ceremony is not low.The official ones include the command center, the information office, the research center, and even some departments at the national level. The private ones include the Shen family, the Li family, Song Lin, Yuan Chengbing, etc.In short, at least they are all signatures that are well-known in the Qinghe base.

He Lang also explained to Song Lin: "Several secrets from the Information Office and the Research Center are working together to unlock the information stored in Ah Jun's chip, so today only a less important boy is sent as a representative."

Song Lin glanced at him: "It seems that they have explained it to you."

"Yes." He Lang looked at the people who came to the farewell ceremony, "They were afraid that we would misunderstand that they didn't pay much attention to Yan Shaojun, so they called me this morning to tell me."

"It's quite delicate." Song Lin thought for a while, and suddenly turned the conversation to his consciousness: How far has the chip research been?

He Lang replied: I thought you only paid attention to those for Yuan Chengbing, and didn't bother to pay attention to other parts.

Previously, the members of He Lang's team used Yan Shaojun's machine left at home to check the information in the chip, and removed all information that was suspected to be related to cultivation and magic cultivation, and handed it to "professional" Yuan Chengbing.Others are all handed over to the research center and the Information Office for joint research.

Song Lin said: "Yuan Chengbing and I have a headache watching it, let's see if we can change our thinking."

He Lang thought for a while and replied: Ah Jun said before that there may be original information about T virus and O-1 fungus in it.So we suspect that these data are likely to be of great help to vaccine research, and now the research center is also focusing on this direction.

Song Lin: Vaccine?

He Lang explained: It is the T virus and O-1 vaccines.If Wan Ling and Jiangbei Base can control Lin Yiyi, there must be a way to fight against the O-1 fungus, otherwise it would be impossible to lock Lin Yiyi so dead.

Song Lin said: But when we went to Wanling to search the day before yesterday, we didn't see Lin Yiyi.If Lin Yiyi didn't escape by herself, then someone unlocked and transferred her?

What the young man was talking about was the day before yesterday, when He Lang took people to clean up the Wanling base where the fog had cleared.At that time, in the Wanling base, there were basically no other living things except for the scavengers.

The Wanling Base, which has undergone "refining demons", has completely become a dead city.

The smell of blood filled the entire base, and blood was everywhere, but not many corpses were seen.Judging from the wounds of some of the corpses, these disappeared people and creatures may have been used as food for monsters of various classes.Even, they once became monsters and were swallowed by stronger ones.

Every building, every room, is empty of living people.And this includes the core area of ​​the experimental building - Lin Yiyi's room.

Not only Lin Yiyi, but many other rooms where Lin Yiyi and Wang Zian were detained were empty.It's not that these people have all escaped, the remnants of the corpses lying outside in a pool of blood may include these people.It's just that Lin Yiyi's status is special. Both Song Lin and Yuan Chengbing think that she shouldn't be filled in this magic formation so easily.

Of course, maybe she has been directly absorbed by Moxiu as a parent-child...

He Lang is obviously not optimistic about Lin Yiyi's way of life: some people are alive, but she is already dead.As long as Lin Yiyi falls into Moxiu's hands, she won't live for long.

Song Lin felt that the man's words seemed a little special: What did you just say?

No matter how He Lang explained to him now, he could only say: It's nothing.By the way, on New Year's Eve, how many words did you speak to Ah Jun in the language of the previous world?what does that mean?

What he was talking about were the few lines of poems that Song Lin read. Song Lin used the prophecy of this world to explain it to him a little bit.

He Lang pondered for a while: Is this artistic conception a special phrase for seeing off?

Song Lin replied: It is a sentence in the epic, which depicts the scene where the goddess of light greets the dead in a painful fate.For a while it was very popular to use it at funerals.

He Lang was puzzled: There are still gods in your world?

Song Lin replied: No, no, that's just a concept.In other words, there is no omnipotent God in the cognition of this world.But the most powerful creature can probably be regarded as a "god" by the people here, but it was not considered so in the world before me.

He Lang said: The cognition of this world... Just like Yuan Chengbing, they are easily regarded as gods by mortals?Or, if your strength is fully disclosed, you may also be regarded as a "god"?

Song Lin said: You can understand it this way.

He Lang was curious: What is the definition of god in your world?Creator?Or can it be brought back to life?

Song Lin replied calmly: Alchemists can create things; necromancers can bring the dead back to life.

He Lang raised his eyebrows: Why don't you just say that you can do it.

Song Lin: But I am not a god.

He Lang: You are, didn't I tell you, you are my God.

Song Lin squinted at him: Is this the occasion for saying such things?

He Lang replied calmly: I'm just discussing the gods based on facts. YUXIZHENGLI

Song Lin: ...

The young man felt that He Lang was really too difficult recently, so he decisively brought the topic back to the main topic: In short, we believe that only those who can use the power of faith can be considered as close to the "god".

He Lang couldn't understand: Faith?Is it the faith of believers?Did such a god really exist?

Song Lin said: "The Dragon Clan said, yes.

He Lang raised his eyebrows: Dragon, it sounds like you can live a long time.They all said "there has been", which is probably a long time ago.

Song Lin said: Yes.My years are so long because of the Dragon Clan.I can still be close to a thousand years, you can imagine... Huh?Is the farewell team almost over?

He Lang looked at the batches of people who were still coming in to bid farewell, and confirmed, "Well, it's almost over, I'll go take a look."

Song Lin looked at the quiet crowd: I thought someone would take the opportunity to make trouble today.

He Lang had already walked away, but the voice sounded in his consciousness: The main rioters have been captured, if an explosion can't deter the rest of the mob, then I don't mind beating them up when they come to make trouble.

Anyway, when arresting people, who punched whom, who can tell clearly?

***

In the afternoon after the farewell ceremony, Song Lin ignored the invitation from the training group of supernatural beings, and sat in Yuan Chengbing's laboratory for another afternoon and one night.Mo Ruqing and Yu Wenyang joined in together.

Without the support of the sect, Yuan Chengbing, as the person with the highest level of "local" comprehension, could only bite the bullet and read those sea-like materials, and tried to peel them off.However, even if the object of the research is magic cultivator, the research method is not something Yuan Chengbing can easily understand.What blood composition, what genetic map, a lot of messy numbers and incomprehensible units, simply made Yuan Chengbing dizzy.

He didn't understand, let alone the two juniors who had just embarked on the journey of cultivation for less than three years, and the necromancer Song Lin.

For them, the only thing that can be understood is the text and pattern data.However, even Yuan Chengbing is just a "kid" in the cultivation world, and there is not much research on formations.

After being tortured for a few days, Song Lin finally remembered something and reluctantly asked for "foreign aid".

——Zhong Chi.

Although Zhong Chi had "occupied the mountain as king" in Wanhun Banner for thousands of years, he was not as powerful as Song Lin, and his strength had been cut in half.When he was summoned out of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner this time, he thought he was about to fight again, so he rode aggressively on the horse of Necromia, holding a long halberd and killed him.In the end, Song Lin just asked him to come out to read the information.

It is really unbelievable for a military general who has been around for a thousand years to read modern research materials.Fortunately, Zhong Chi had read a lot of Art of War before, otherwise he really didn't have the patience to read so many words.

So when He Lang came in again to pick someone up to sleep, what he saw was Song Lin, Yuan Chengbing, Mo Ruqing, Yu Wenyang, Zhong Chi, the four of them plus a black smoke, sitting face to face on the floor, with paper all over the floor.

"Tsk, I didn't say, you guys are messier than the research center." He Lang looked around and found that there were obviously more papers nailed to the wall.There are symbols drawn on the paper that I don't know whether they are words or pictures, and the nails of several sheets of paper are still entangled with the same thread. At first glance, there is always a feeling of penetration.

"How come it's like the cult of Esoteric Buddhism?" He Lang carefully walked around the paper spread by several people on the ground, stood in front of the runes and looked carefully, "Is this a word or some kind of painting? What does the rope wrapped around it represent? "

"It's a kind of rune, and it usually appears in formations. If its appearance generally only represents a certain fixed effect, it actually means a word." Yuan Chengbing replied, "Pull the thread out, It is a temporary representation of the frequent combination of these two runes."

He Lang felt that this topic had to be stopped, otherwise he would not understand.

"Okay, then you study slowly. Consultant Song is a mortal who still needs to sleep, so I will take him away first." He Lang picked up the young man from behind, "Also, we have transferred the data about blood and DNA to the researcher. The center will study together, and we will let you know the results.”

Yuan Chengbing waved his hand: "Take it away, it's useless to keep it, Zhong Chi can stay."

He Lang replied directly for Song Lin: "Then I will lend it to you."

Song Lin: "What about my opinion?"

Zhong Chi: "What about my opinion?"

"He's still staying in the flag, why don't you come out and make some contributions." He Lang comforted Song Lin first, then looked at the dark Zhong Chi, "As for you, stop talking nonsense and get beaten less."

"Chi..." Zhong Chui sneered in a hoarse voice, "You are a dog."

He Lang narrowed his eyes, but to his surprise, he turned his head to look at the young man beside him: "Don't you care?"

Song Lin was tidying up the documents he had spread out, without raising his head: "This is the question, are you disgusting?"

He Lang moved his fingers: "Then I was really beaten?"

Song Lin distributed the sorted documents to several other people: "Then you want to beat up the little queen bee?"

These words were a bit out of date, but He Lang suddenly realized that what Song Lin meant was that Zhong Chi's strength was equal to that of the queen bee, and there was essentially no difference between beating Zhong Chi and the queen bee.

After thinking this through, He Lang smiled suddenly: "That's right. How are you, are you leaving?"

Song Lin was too lazy to argue, and went straight out of Yuan Chengbing's laboratory.

He Lang nodded to Yuan Chengbing and the two young cultivators, and went out as well.

The door was closed again, and after a while, Zhong Chi suddenly asked: "In today's world, is it possible to commit such a crime against the Master of the Contract?"

Yuan Chengbing looked at the marked document Song Lin handed him: "Mo Ruqing, explain to him."

Mo Ruqing had no choice but to say: "Uh, this is not considered a crime..."

Zhong Chi asked, "What is that?"

"Love...uh." Mo Ruqing swallowed the word "love" almost blurted out, "That's right, let's have fun."

[The author has something to say: Mo Ruqing: I can't explain it to the old guy. 】