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"So? We are a blind cat and a dead mouse this time?" Zhao Qiuwen knocked on the electronic display suspiciously, and was taken aback by the sudden light-up of the screen.

"Is it the rescue team sent by Zidu?"

"Hey!" Mr. Zhao was startled by the sudden appearance of the old man's face on the screen. He took a step back and covered his heart for a long time before he touched his nose in embarrassment and said, "Is it... From a perspective, it seems to be true, although we ourselves are quite embarrassed."

The old man nodded after looking at them for a long time, and then greeted outside the screen, "Xiao Huan, go and open the door of a3."

During this time, Lang Ke quietly kicked Zhao Qiuwen, causing the eldest young master to look at him—you are addicted to kicking, kid, aren't you?

Lang Ke gritted his teeth, with a disgusted expression on his face - before he came out, he said that the people here are not good people, why are you being so friendly to people? !

Zhao Qiuwen clicked his lips and raised his eyebrows—this place is someone else's territory, and being friendly and harmless will not make people suspicious or hostile at all, do you understand, you little brat!

The eyes on one side pinched, and the key letter on the other side felt a sudden heartbeat when the seemingly kind old man's face appeared on the screen, and at the same time tried hard to restrain the urge to tear this place into pieces immediately.

——The old man was the head dean of the research institute where he was detained at that time.

...But the difference is that this life seems to have changed obviously, in some respects...

Just as he was thinking, the heavy door was electronically opened, and at the same time, a strong smell of blood came over his face.

Everyone was stunned, and saw the horrible scene in the research institute behind the door, which could almost be described as corpses everywhere.

And among the pile of corpses, stood a young man in a white lab coat holding an electronic tablet, probably the 'Xiao Huan' who the dean called to open the door just now.

What is dazzling is that there are a lot of dark red blood stains on his white robe.

At the same time, what shocked Feng Keyhan even more was that this young man holding an electronic board who seemed to be a member of the research institute was none other than the Supreme Emperor Huan Yi who had shared a prison with him in the previous life and then successfully escaped.

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The main color of the Third Research Institute is white, full of unknown metal geometric lines, clean and tidy, and very rigorous. It is the kind of place that can immediately remind people of all kinds of sophisticated high-tech in the future.

But now, this capable and rigorous white is even more dazzling against the distorted and desperate red corpses on the ground.

Those who fell on the ground and had obviously lost their vital signs were mostly people wearing the same white robes as Huan Yi, and they were obviously researchers of this research institute.

At this time, these elites who are fighting for their lofty "ideal issues" are lying on the cold floor with a dead eye, letting the blood stain their once spotless clothes red.

Feng Keyhan stared at the people on the ground who were either familiar to him or completely unfamiliar to him, and their mutual positions seemed to have been greatly reversed in a trance.

Every time in the previous life, after going through inhumane experiments, he was the one who was thrown to the ground like a corpse, and the people who kept standing tall and watched him coldly were these experimenters.

But now, the people who fell on the ground and could never get up have become those guys who once looked down on themselves.

To be honest, this made Feng Keyhan feel like he was in a trance that he couldn't wake up, especially when he was facing Huan Yi, who was wearing a research white robe and was a friend he hadn't seen for a long time. The feeling is even more aggravated.

"The Supreme Emperor...?"

Feng Keyhan called out a sound in a trance, and that voice contained some uncertainty that even he himself could not detect.

Zhao Qiuwen looked at the key letter that was clearly out of state, and then looked at the researcher on the opposite side who touched the key letter and asked, "Feng Feng, are you an acquaintance?"

Feng Yaohan returned to his senses after being touched by Zhao Qiuwen, and looked at Huan Yi with a complicated expression.

He heard from Shang Guan that at the beginning of the end of the world, Huan Yi went to him to make sure that he, who was already a zombie, had no deceit involved in it... From this point of view, Huan Yi should have some kind of plan.

Because of Huan Yi's unquestionable trusting attitude towards Huan Yi in the previous life, Feng Yaohan slightly turned his eyes and was a little worried... I don't know if he and Huan Yi's rash recognition just now will disrupt some things Huan Yi planned .

"Yo, I haven't seen Xiaohanzi for a long time." Huan Yi stood there for a while, with a slightly surprised expression on his face, as if he had just recovered.

What surprised Feng Yaohan was that Huan Yi didn't act suspiciously or didn't know them immediately, but instead revealed the identity of the other party generously.

Slightly staggering their eyes, Feng Keyhan realized that when they had just faced Huan Yi, the old man who had just appeared on the screen—that is, the dean of the Third Research Institute appeared not far behind Huan Yi. It seems that they have seen Feng Yaohan and the others' actions when they met Huan Yi for the first time.

But the subtle thing is, because I can only see the back of Huan Yi, now I think of the slightly dazed expression of this key letter and the back of Huan Yi who has been standing still for a long time, although I can't see the expression of Huan Yi But that action was like the inconceivable surprise of reuniting with a long-lost friend, the stupefaction caused by it.

"Xiao Huan, do you know these people?"

Hearing the dean's old voice, Feng Yaohan and his party looked behind Huan Yi, which made all the people in a daze - because this old man who looked very kind , It turned out to be sitting in a wheelchair.

Feng Zhan Liao and the others were stunned because of the dean's inconvenient movement, but Feng Yaohan was stunned because of his wheelchair.

...It seems that in the previous life, this Mr. Dean was not so weak and sick, right?

But although the meanings are different, on the surface they all look like a uniform stare of bewilderment and disbelief. After taking everyone's expressions into his eyes without leaving a trace, the dean really relaxed his eyes a little. vigilance.

"I know this one." Huan Yi raised his eyebrows and gave Feng Yaohan a look when Feng Yaohan was in a daze, then changed his expression of surprise when he turned around to answer the dean, and patted Feng Yaohan's face at the same time. Shoulder.

"This is my childhood. I haven't seen it since the end of the world." Huan Yi was a little bit emotional when he said that, "I didn't expect to meet again in this kind of place."

"Well," Feng Yaohan's eyes moved slightly, "I didn't expect that either."

"That's really a coincidence." The dean's eyes moved, and he seemed to ask politely out of habit, "Where are you from? How are you at home?"

Feng Yaohan shook his head, "I have spent the longest time in Wenshi. I was born in an orphanage near Wenshi before."

In short, it means that the parents are unknown.

"Oh, I'm so stupid that I forgot. I obviously asked Xiaohuan before to see my memory." The dean knocked himself on the head, and smiled apologetically, "By the way, I remembered. I heard from Xiao Huan before that you met in the orphanage, right...I remember it was...the No. [-] orphanage in Wen City?"

As he said that, his gaze began to linger on the faces of Feng Yaohan and Huan Yi intentionally or unintentionally.

Feng Keyhan was taken aback for a moment, then frowned for a long time.

Finally, when the dean's eyes narrowed slightly, he elbowed Huan Yi with some dissatisfaction, and his tone was slightly disgusted.

"When did Wenshi have a formally organized welfare home?"

Huan Yi blinked and said nothing, but looked at the dean with doubts in his eyes.

After reading the reactions of the two people, the dean finally let go of all the guard in his eyes and looked at the two of them with a smile, his face full of apology.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really have a bad memory when I'm old...By the way, I haven't asked what your name is yet?"

"Key letter."

Feng Keyhan lowered his eyes slightly, concealing a flash of coldness in his eyes.

To be honest, Wenshi claims that there is indeed a 'No. [-] Welfare Institute', but as long as a discerning person randomly asks a person who lived in Wenshi before the end of the world, he will get a real result. In other words, it is an investigation. It's also a breeze to get up.

It may be easy to find the name of an ordinary welfare institution after the end of the world, but it is a little difficult to find the list of personnel in this welfare institution, so the dean who thinks he is thoughtful uses a small trap .

——The First Welfare Institute is obviously just a castle in the air, but under this trial, if Feng Keyhan admits it like this, it proves that the purpose of Feng Keyhan is unknown, and Huan Yi, who took the initiative to recognize him before, also had the intention Unbelievable.

Feng Yaohan knew Huan Yi in his previous life, and on the premise that this fellow sufferer still has the memory of his previous life, he dared to confirm that it would be no problem if Huan Yi wanted to make a fuss about his origin, because the previous life In order to pass the time, they spoiled each other's backgrounds almost.

And now Feng Keyhan is sure that even if Huan Yi told the dean the real information, he would use the excuse of being too old to remember clearly to test the authenticity and intentions of Feng Keyhan and Huan Yi.

—It turns out that he really did.

"I forgot to introduce, this is the dean of our research institute, Dr. Yuan Zhengyuan." Huan Yi put the tablet into his wide coat pocket, and walked up to Yuan Zheng's back to push the tablet wheelchairs that impede mobility.

Feng Keyhan frowned slightly when they were wrong-when did you sneak in?

Huan Yi hooked the corner of his mouth——I will explain to you later when I have a chance.

"Oh, Dean Yuan..." Zhao Qiuwen nodded, and then looked around for a week.

"By the way, what happened here? So tragic?"

Yuan Zhengyan let out a long sigh upon hearing this, the lament in his eyes was beyond words. "These are all my students. We were planning to go to the Zidu base by ourselves more than half a month ago, but unexpectedly, the most serious mistake occurred."