geneticist

industry.

Oh, by the way, according to the officer's introduction, this guy is still withdrawn.

Since his contract object was not present, Sucher could only undergo the consciousness source transplant operation by himself.He watched helplessly as the other volunteers chatted and chatted with their respective contract partners, and some of them even made rapid progress, reaching the point where they were shoulder to shoulder.

"Hi, hello, why are you alone?" The young man standing in front of Sucher greeted him in a friendly manner. His companion, a shy-looking young soldier stood beside him, pursing his lips tightly. , without saying a word.

"Uh, they said my partner... oh, no, it's my contract partner who can't keep up." The word subject is too strange, especially with the adulterous scene in front of me.

Glancing at Su Che sympathetically, the young man kindly comforted him: "Well, you are so unfortunate, it's inevitable that you will be a little scared when facing this kind of situation alone, but don't be nervous, it's just a minor operation."

Why should he be afraid?Su Che's face is full of black lines. Just like the young man said, he just underwent a small operation, and he is not a pregnant woman who is about to give birth but her husband is not around. Do you want to look at me with such sympathetic eyes? .And oh, what's wrong with your companion's jealous expression!He remembered that this was a treatment plan launched by the military to deal with the aftermath of the soldiers' war, not a matchmaker plan to solve the life-long events of the soldiers!

The cheerful young man also quickly discovered the dissatisfaction of his companions, and immediately ruthlessly abandoned Sucher.

In the midst of the fiery adultery, Suche was called to the number, and he walked into the operating room nervously.

"Please lie down, okay, close your eyes, take a deep breath—yes, take a deep breath, we will deeply anesthetize you in 2 minutes, please don't be nervous..."

Suche climbed into the pure white sterile operating cabin, and the cabin door was slowly closed.

The green light came on and anesthesia gas was poured in.

"The countdown to the docking of the source of consciousness begins..." The cold system prompt sounded

Suche's consciousness was plunged into darkness...

The operation was not over until it was getting dark.

Most of the other volunteers who underwent surgery together were picked up by their family and friends. Only Su Che stood alone in the deserted hall.

The excitement of having finally collected enough money has subsided, and Sucher hates the feeling of being alone.

He was stunned for a while, and he cheered himself up to comfort himself: "We are not alone now, and we have a buddy to accompany us wherever we go. This is a real friendship in a pair of pants."

There is no bus station in the upper city. After all, the people who live here are at least millionaires, and they all have private cars. So Che had to walk slowly towards the transfer center tiredly.

The elevator cabin sank slowly, through the glass, Su Che stared at the sunset outside the transfer center, which could only be seen in the upper city.

The orange afterglow shone on Suche's face, but he didn't feel the legendary warmth.

When I got home, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

Opening the door, the general's rustic iron body shuttled back and forth in the small room, cleaning it with great joy. It turned its head, and the red light emitted by the electronic eyes swept across Suche, and immediately waved it heroically as if it had discovered the enemy's invasion. The vacuum hose rushed up.

Sucher smiled slightly, and obediently let the little robot circle around him.

This is his home, although small, but so warm.This is his stupid robot, a little fierce, but also so cute.

The vacuum tube was running at full power, and amidst the low "buzzing" sound, Su Che's whole body was washed clean by the powerful airflow. After barely reaching the general's standard, Suche was finally allowed to enter the room.

Really didn't have the strength to cook by himself, so Su Che took an instant box lunch from the refrigerator, heated it up for 1 minute, took it out and ate it hungrily.

Because the tasteless convenience box lunch is not delicious, Su Che usually cooks it by himself, and this is the last one at home.

Have dinner and wipe your mouth clean under the supervision of the General, Sucher

Entering the bedroom, he threw himself on the bed.

"Well, I seem to have forgotten something..." Feeling that the general covered him with a quilt considerately, Su Che thought in a daze, but he was really sleepy, "Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow, just kill me You need to sleep first, too."

The hour hand moves little by little until it points steadily to the number 8.

"Mr. Sucher, today is your birthday. I wish you a happy birthday. There are faint poems in the long clouds, and there are deep feelings in the faint poems, and there are my gentle greetings in the long love! This is the federal citizen administration. The system sent blessings, wishing you all the best..." The email box received an automatic blessing text message from the system.

Amid the soft music, the boy lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes...

The author has something to say: Yo Xi, I finally coded it, and I borrowed a cute girl's signature to reply. After seeing your messages, I couldn't help but smile handsomely.

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task

Arslan looked at the face in the mirror blankly.

Fair and handsome, with a pair of clean black eyes, and hair as soft as the original owner's personality.

But because the soul has been changed in the body, although the appearance has not changed, the temperament is completely different.

If Sucher woke up now, he would be surprised.

From birth to now, he has kept his own law and has no ambitions. He is working hard for his own ideals, and he is definitely a gentle and harmless herbivore.However, the boy in the mirror now has silent and sharp eyes, like a cheetah dormant in the dark, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

After skillfully inspecting the small room, and confirming that it was just an ordinary residence and not enough to threaten his existence, Arslan habitually turned on the information device on his wrist and dialed the emergency contact number.

"Report sir, the wind wolf has successfully arrived at the destination, and confirmed that no danger has been found, now requesting further instructions." The young man's cold voice sounded.

The federal information system prompts: "...beep...beep...beep... sorry, the user you dialed is not in the service area."

Arslan: "...?"

Arslan, who has always used the fast and convenient military communication system, has never encountered this kind of problem. He was stunned for a while, which made his cold face show a rare stunned look, and he was actually quite cute.

It was hard to remember that before the operation, the team leader seemed to have given him a special contact number, and Arslan dialed that number from memory.

"Hey, it's our cute little wolf cub. How is it? Are the cohabitants enthusiastic? Did you hold a big party just to welcome you?" Skye, the fourth-ranked teacher in the base, jokingly It rang.

"Hehe, it's Arslan." Followed by the gentle voice of the group leader. "Is there a problem?"

"Report sir, the wind wolf has successfully arrived at the destination, confirmed that no danger was found, and asked for further instructions." Arslan reported again fluently and without emotion.

"..." There was a short silence on the side of the information device.

"Yal, you're not on a mission right now." Arslan heard the group leader's helpless sigh, "You're on vacation, do you understand that you're on vacation?"

A trace of blankness flashed in Arslan's cold eyes, he thought for a while, and replied, "Report sir, I don't understand."

He really doesn't understand what a vacation is. He was picked up by the former regiment leader when he was eight years old, and then he has been living in the base, training, missions, training, missions, this is his entire life.

The team leader said: "Yar, the Sunshine Rehabilitation Program has approved a quota for us, you can go."

So he came.

His body underwent half a year of genetic optimization at the base, and his source of consciousness was transferred to his current body. It is weak and has no fighting power. It can be seen that he lacks the most basic teacher training.

But it doesn't matter, he is only 19 years old, he is the best genetic master, known as a man born for fighting.In his eyes, this is just another mission, although the content is a bit strange.

But now the team leader said: Don't take this as a task, as a vacation.

Arslan was confused.

The group leader also had a headache for this boy. Due to some experiences in his early years, Arslan was originally withdrawn than ordinary children. After being brought back to the base by the old group leader, all the people he met were geneticists. While Lan's combat talent was quickly discovered, the child gradually deviated from the normal growth path. He divided everyone into three categories: teammates, enemies, and mission objectives, and ignored everything else.

"Uh... a vacation is... well... forget it, you should treat this vacation with the attitude of facing daily training." The team leader on the communication side was also tangled.

"Normal training..." Arslan only thought for a second after receiving the order, "Then, the difficulty factor, mission objectives, training content, and whether there are potential enemies, the commander please give instructions on the above information."

"..." The captain's voice fell silent.

"Hey, Yar is very serious, let me think about it. Difficulty factor: lowest; mission objective: well, you are now the master of this body; training content: understand his information, try to become friends with him... oh, No, I forgot, you probably don’t understand advanced words like friends, so...try to get in touch with the target of the mission and gain his favor? Yes, that’s it. Are there any potential enemies: Well, according to the information currently available, Fangyuan Baili is not in force