What should I do if I suddenly become sperm and have no account indicators?

Qin Muyun made a decisive decision and yelled to stop.

Cheng Cong hurried over to help Qi Jiang up, patted him on the back, and put the oxygen mask on his face.A strange flush appeared on Qi Jiang's pale face, and the mist in the cover floated up and then receded, covering most of his face indistinctly.

The people behind the glass wall looked at each other, and finally someone ran over.

"The heartbeat has recovered! There is no danger of life for the time being!"

"The spiritual force field is also stable!"

"No fluctuations in R-305's spiritual power have been detected yet!"

Cheng Cong hugged him onto the push bed, bent down and whispered to him, "I'm sorry, we didn't think carefully. The equipment we use is relatively powerful, and it drains your spiritual power in an instant and then pours it in. Your The body may still be a little uncomfortable."

Qi Jiang sank into the pillow, with cold sweat sticking his hair to his cheeks, he shook his head and pulled Cheng Cong's sleeve.

Cheng Cong leaned over to his mouth to listen to him.

Qi Jiang pushed aside the oxygen mask and asked, "I'm not going to die..."

Cheng Cong chuckled, and whispered, "How could it be?"

"If I'm going to die soon," Qi Jiang stared straight at the ceiling, his eyes were dark and empty, and said, "I want to see Jin Liufang."

Cheng Cong smiled and said, "Silly boy, how could you die?"

The lab immediately started an emergency meeting.

"It's impossible to go on like this." Cheng Cong said standing in front of the round table.

Qin Muyun nodded slightly, and said: "We are a little eager for quick success at this stage, and we are too radical." He looked around and said, "You are all my excellent students and colleagues, although we may have grasped the key to the door of truth, but How to open it and when to open it still need us to continue to explore.”

"The chaotic spiritual force field is a probabilistic issue, but I hope that everyone will put the personal safety of the test subject as the first priority when implementing it."

Cheng Cong said: "What we signed with the other party was a volunteer agreement, not a contract of sale."

"But science is doomed to sacrifice."

Qin Muyun turned his head and said sternly to the speaker: "Qiyun, you can have your own moral standards for this, but remember, don't impose it on others."

The girl who was preached stuck out her tongue and said in a low voice, "Anyway, it won't take long for the results to come out."

She would never have imagined that this secretive, unassuming title on the report represented a "small experiment" led by Qin Muyun, which would turn into a protracted task in the future.

A few years later, Jin Liufang discovered the sachet. He finally moved out of the base and graduated successfully.His assistant was waiting downstairs in his car, and he packed his luggage in a few strokes.Jin Liufang doesn't like this room, and doesn't like to use old things. If there is anything missing, just buy it after moving to a new house.He didn't want to take anything with him.

Jin Liufang only took a backpack to pack necessary documents and some gadgets, and took out the sachet from the deep drawer.

He frowned and spread his palms.Since the sachet was placed in a dark corner all year round, it still exudes an inferior aroma with strong artificial flavor.He seemed hesitant to speak, put the sachet back and picked it up again.

"Mr. Jin, do you need my help?" The assistant knocked on his door after waiting for too long.

"You can go!" The knock on the door made a decision for him, he threw the sachet into his backpack and opened the door.

It was only when I packed my luggage at night that I realized that I had caused a catastrophe.Maybe it was because the sachet was too low-quality, or maybe it happened naturally over time. In short, the sachet was squeezed to pieces by the documents, and the dried lavender inside scattered all over his backpack, and Jin Liufang was smoked.

He held the backpack upside down with a black face, shaking off the contents.Effortless white paper documents fell on the floor, Jin Liufang rudely pushed them aside, and carefully gathered the blackened and light dried flowers into a pile with his hands. Dare to come out, put them together on a piece of paper first.

Among the dried flowers, he found a small note. He thought it was the beautifully printed "examination success" and "golden list title" that are commonly used in the so-called examination gate, but the note It also clearly looks like it was torn from some homework book by someone.

Jin Liufang unfolded the note suspiciously. Because of the years, it was brittle, yellowed and frayed. The rough paper made the handwriting blurred, as if many small branches had grown out.There are only a few words in a hurry.He was very familiar with that handwriting, it was his own handwriting.

There are two words written on it - Qi Jiang.

He felt dizzy in his head and blurred in his vision, as if he had reassembled his memory upside down.He desperately wanted to remember why there were these two words in it, and why there were these two words, he couldn't remember.

He sat holding the note until midnight, his fingers were numb from the cold, and then he suddenly remembered the origin of the note.That was the first time they met, he didn't even know how to hold a pen, he wrote these two words in his homework book braggingly and ostentatiously.

He suddenly remembered Qi Jiang looking at him with sparkling eyes, full of longing and admiration.At that time, the insects outside the window were constantly buzzing, and the moonlight was cool.

There is no exam success gold list title in that imperial guard, only his name written by him.

But it's over.He didn't know what Qi Jiang thought.

In the middle of the night, he grabbed his mobile phone and wanted to call Feng Lin, and even Qin Muyun. He was eager to know what Qi Jiang thought back then, but he was afraid to know what he thought now.He wanted to ask him, since he could cruelly abandon everything and leave here, why did he put his words in the sachet?But he didn't dial any number in the end.

He dazedly fell asleep holding the note, half dreaming and half waking, he dreamed that they were back at the narrow desk in Fenglin's house, Qi Jiang watched him write his name, then looked up and smiled and said to him: "Everything It's in the past."

Jin Liufang woke up suddenly, covered in cold sweat.

He chewed the sentence in the dream over and over in his mouth, dismantling and reassembling it word by word.It's passed.

He buried his face in his palms in the twilight morning light, thinking to himself, everything is over.