Has the captain mutated today? [End Times]

In fact, Qi regretted it as soon as he got started.

It's just that the arms are already open, so don't hug...it seems quite embarrassing.

Hmm... Broad shoulders, narrow waist, elastic muscles, nice to hold...

Bah, what are you thinking?

Throwing away these messy thoughts, he patted Hull on the back awkwardly: "You haven't done anything bad, have you?"

"You are just different from ordinary people, and there is a high probability that you have something to do with my dad." Speaking of this, Shi Qi couldn't help but smile: "Look, you can even protect me regardless of past suspicions, so what? Could it be a monster?"

"As for the idea of ​​killing...anyone will have it."

"Just an idea."

Because of the angle, Shiqi didn't see Hull's eyes.

The moment he hugged it, the dark green gushed out centered on the pupil, covered the entire iris in an instant, and then faded away at a faster speed, leaving only the dark blue.

Shi Qi didn't realize what kind of changes he missed in the other party, he continued: "Maybe others will fear you because of your differences, but that's because they don't know the real you."

"I don't care what other people think." He let go of his hand, looked into Hull's eyes, and said word by word: "At least with me, you will never be a monster."

"So don't think about it in the future, okay?"

Hull looked at the person in front of him, the other person's eyes were too bright, as if it was the light itself, passing through many obstacles, and shining into the most secret corner of his heart.

He firmly said that you will never be a monster.

A weakness that has been hidden for a long time has quietly turned into armor.

"Okay." A smile appeared in Mo Lan's eyes, "I see."

"It's good to know," secretly heaved a sigh of relief, the uncle Shi's eyes were a little more gratified that "children can be taught", and suddenly he lost his shape, shaking his head and saying: "Good boy, let's go, go home with Dad! "

Behind the exaggerated movements is a heart that tries its best to hide that charming and ambiguous heart.

*

dorm room.

Coke carefully opened the two wires of the old-fashioned recorder, revealing the circuit board underneath.He held a very thin short rod in his hand, and the downward end was lit up with blue current from time to time.

He had completely forgotten about promising the deputy team to keep it secret.

Lao Jiang sat on the other side of the table with a book spread out in front of him.

The cold wind slipped in through the open window, Coke connected the last copper wire, raised his head, rubbed his sore neck, and glanced at the book in front of Lao Jiang.

"When did you buy this book?" He asked curiously.

Paper things only flourished after the new era, but most of the paper is still used to print documents, and books are rarely printed (after all, electronic versions are popular now), let alone this kind of one-inch thick. Hundreds of transaction yards.

"I didn't buy it," Lao Jiang turned a page without looking up: "The deputy team borrowed it from me."

"Oh, what book?"

"War and peace." Lao Jiang still didn't look up: "It's pretty good, but the names are a little hard to remember."

Coke recalled that this book didn't seem to be on the college's 'must-read list', maybe it was a little-known storybook?

He put the main board of the recorder back, then buckled the cover, and asked Lao Jiang: "Do you have DC-1938?"

"Huh?" Lao Jiang finally looked up from the book: "Why do you want that thing? It was eliminated 800 years ago..."

"What 800 years, it's eight years." Coke shook the recorder in his hand: "The task assigned to me by the deputy team is an old-fashioned recorder that requires old-fashioned batteries."

Lao Jiang didn't have any particular interest in repairing home appliances, so he lowered his head to read a book after he said "oh".

So Coke ran to the other end of the corridor and knocked on Qin Ai's door.

He remembered that Sister Qin was very nostalgic, maybe there would be an old version of the battery.

It really made Coke guess right, Qin Ai went back to the house and dismantled an alarm clock, handed him two pieces of DC-1938, and asked casually, "What do you want this for?"

Coke shook the recorder in his hand again: "A task arranged by the deputy team."

Qin Ai also groaned, expressing his disdain for Coke's behavior of working overtime during the holiday.

It wasn't until she closed the door and saw the alarm clock with no batteries on the table that Qin Ai remembered...

Did she just see an old-fashioned recorder like that two days ago? !

*

Coke put the battery in, the small screen of the recorder flickered, and the pinhole projector above projected a five or six-inch light curtain.

Hey, it's on, it's fixed.

He casually clicked on one of the folders, and a prompt box popped up on the light curtain.

——Please enter the access ID

——Please enter the access code

Coke was a little curious about what kind of video this was, but thinking of Shi Qi's attitude, he deduced that this was probably something quite personal, and his curiosity was extinguished like this.

He returned to the end of the corridor, and just as he raised his hand to knock on the door of the deputy team, he caught a glimpse of two people coming from the stairwell out of the corner of his eye.

"Deputy team," Coke greeted him, and handed the recorder to Shi Qi: "Mission completed!"

"So fast?" Shi Qi took it over: "Coke, it's amazing."

Coke raised his head triumphantly: "That's... who is I, Coke?"

Then he changed his style: "However, this old version of the recorder can only be connected to a fixed server to access files. If the server is broken, it is estimated..."

Shi Qi nodded: "I know, thanks."

Coke scratched his head: "You're welcome..."

After chatting a few more words to deal with Coke, Shi Qi and Hull went back to the room and closed the door.

Shi Qi guessed the ID and password without much effort—the ID was Cheng Jinyang's English name, and the password was his mother's birthday.

After successfully connecting and logging in, the light curtain went blank for half a minute before slowly loading dozens of lines of densely recorded video.

The suffix of the video name is the day, and the time has been turned over seven times. The latest time was recorded in August 3011.

It seems that Dad confessed to Mom that he was going to resign at that time.

Maybe it has just been repaired, maybe the server connection is unstable, maybe there are too many recorded videos... The light curtain lags very badly.

I opened the top video at 2 o'clock, and waited for about [-] minutes before a prompt popped up——

The record you requested has been deleted.

Shiqi: ...

He didn't give up, and spent more than half an hour repeatedly clicking and opening more than a dozen video records, but the result was either that the records were deleted, or the files were damaged.

"..." Shi Qi put the recorder in Hull's hand: "Would you choose one to see?"

Hull casually swiped down the crowded list, and then clicked on the penultimate video on the page.

The gray loading circle turned for a full 5 minutes this time.

The expression on Shi Qi's face was quite calm, but the unconsciously curled fingers still revealed the master's extremely nervous mood.

A snowflake first appeared on the light curtain, and then a black and white picture popped up.

Some frame skipping, but it does not affect viewing.

The background of the video should be a laboratory, with several machines that Shi Qi had seen in Yang Rui's laboratory on one side of the back, and the other side was separated by a huge glass wall.

The recording camera was placed on a table with a document under it. A series of numbers were printed on the cover of the document. Shi Qi tilted his head to look at it, and only then could he tell that the vague numbers were 1173.

Then, a man in a white coat walked to the table, picked up the camera and adjusted it.

That man is no longer young, but he can still see his handsome features.The face close to the camera was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and there were some shadows in the fundus, as if he hadn't rested well.

This face was unfamiliar to Hull, he had only seen this person in Shi Qi's memory.

The screen swayed again, it should be Cheng Jinyang who fixed the camera, then he sat at the table and flipped through the documents.

"...Today is January 10, 1. I am Cheng Jinyang, the general manager of the synthetic serum project." I don't know if it is a problem with the recorder, or Cheng Jinyang is not in good condition. His voice is very hoarse: "This is The first...the first..."

"...In short, the database will be automatically numbered after recording. If I remember correctly, this should be a record of more than 650 weeks." Cheng Jinyang took off his glasses and rubbed his face: "051173 is currently responding well. Today's inspection shows that he All indicators are far superior to ordinary people.”

Shi Qi stared closely at the frame-skipping video, his breathing became a little short, and he couldn't bear to blink his eyes.

It's dad.

"Old Lin injected the subject with a D-type single enhancement reagent five days ago, so far he has not had any adverse reactions, and his dynamic vision has also improved significantly...Old Lin is very powerful, and he has almost copied the sample from a few years ago. And My hippocampus test is still in the bottleneck period, and I can't retain only part of the memory without destroying the entire hippocampal structure..."

He stopped talking, and for a while there was only the sound of slowly flipping through the documents.

"...The subject of the experiment turned thirteen years old today." After a long silence, Cheng Jinyang put on his glasses again: "This child has not spoken for two whole days. I will give him a psychological evaluation in the afternoon."

"Old Lin...Lin Pin has become more and more strange recently. No, it's not strange. His obsession with synthetic serum is really...I can understand his not wanting to let his previous efforts go to waste, and I also know that the company is pressing hard. , but his method is really...too inhuman."

"Lin Pin is too anxious."

"It's almost continuous massacre training. I admit that his training methods are effective, but... I am very worried about the mental health of the experimental subjects."

"However, I can't stop him. Lao Lin's right to speak has long surpassed me, and the company has already found someone to replace me. If I threaten them to quit now, there will be another person soon. Come and take my place... stay, at least I can take care of that child again. He is only two and a half years older than Xiao Qi... Alas, I didn't hear Xiao Qi called me last night, so I must call him tonight go back."

The dropped frames made Cheng Jinyang's movements very incoherent, but Shi Qi could clearly see the documents he held up.

It was a medical examination report, and the densely packed small characters on the second half of the page were so crowded on the blurry video that it was hard to see clearly.

The number of words on the first half of the page is pitifully small, as if it was specially designed to emphasize something, and the bold black characters marked:

Subject: 051173

Sex: Male

Date of birth: April 2997, 1

Name: Hermes

Birthplace: Ominous

Kinship: Unlucky

Blood type: A Survival time: 648 weeks

Injection experience:

Type A/[-] times Type B/[-] times

C type/[-] times D type/[-] time

E type/[-] times S type/[-] times

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Note:

Hermes, which can be translated into Hermes (yes, it is a luxury), can also be translated into Hermes (Greek god)

The Greek god Hermes is clever and cunning, and is also known as the protector of travelers and businessmen.

Names generally contain parents’ expectations and blessings for their children, and in a sense imply a person’s future, the businessmen and travelers that Xiao Hehe met... (Darka can guess who it is)

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Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Yunshan Wanzhong 2;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Fuqin and Shengxiao;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!