Husbands Are Not Human [Quick Transmigration]

As soon as Ji Jiezhi left the office, Yan Buji grabbed his wrist.

"What the hell are you thinking? Why did you agree to be the subject of their double copy? Don't you know the news that NTF's double copy experiment caused the corrector to become a vegetative state ten years ago?"

Yan Buji's voice trembled a little, trying to hold back his anger.

"Will I not know?" Ji Jiezhi asked coldly.

Yan Buji froze for a moment, a little at a loss, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, and finally whispered: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"It's okay." Ji Jiezhi's voice was very calm, "I have no choice in this matter."

In fact, Ji Jiezhi's brows and eyes are moist, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes with scattered stars in them, long and slightly curved eyebrows, a straight nose bridge, and moist lips, with a lip peak dotted in the center of the upper lip. Full and rosy.

But he always frowns slightly, eyes cold, with a look of indifference like dust.

This dungeon made him particularly irritated. He didn't know why he was irritated, he only knew that he couldn't calm down.

Yan Buji couldn't accept it: "You can choose not to accept it, and appeal to regain your No. 12 chances of revision."

"And then?" Yan Buji was half a head taller than Ji Jiezhi, he raised his head to meet Yan Buji's gaze, his eyes were calm, "Twelve revisions failed and you were removed from NTF?"

Perhaps it was Ji Jiezhi who hurt Yan Buji by saying these words so lightly, and he suddenly shouted loudly: "Even being expelled is better than losing his life!" Echoes echoed in the long and empty corridor .

"I don't think so." Ji Jiezhi said coldly, and after speaking, he shook off Yan Buji's hand, turned and walked to one side.

The pure white and silent corridor made Yan Buji's heavy breathing more and more clear. When Ji Jiezhi walked to the elevator, he heard Yan Buji ask calmly, "When is the next time you enter the dungeon?"

"What do you want to do?" Ji Jiezhi froze in the air after pressing the elevator.

"Go in with you."

Ji Jiezhi flatly refused: "No."

"Then who do you want to find?" Yan Buji paused, his usual playful smile was completely gone, and his eyes were stern, "Or who else can you find?"

"I... find a way by myself."

When the elevator came down, Ji Jiezhi strode in and pressed the door close button.

Leaning his back against the cold elevator wall, he sighed deeply.

Yan Buji's questioning was not wrong. He really couldn't find anyone who could enter the dungeon with her. It was already an S-level virus survival challenge dungeon, and now he added a two-person dungeon experiment. Two idiots like Yan Buji are willing to enter the dungeon with him.

Even so, he couldn't take Yan Buji and jump into the fire pit.

He is still not sure who the other protagonist of this dungeon is. He originally thought it was Yan Buji, but Yan Buji is a person. 099 said that all the dungeons he experienced should be furry Xiang.

He scratched his hair irritably, his beautiful long jet-black hair was messed up, the corners of his eyes were reddish, and there was an unresolved irritability in his eyes, his cold demeanor was somewhat covered up, revealing some pity .

Forget it, there are still a few days before the next dungeon revision, so let's think about the companion thing later.

Ji Jiezhi changed his clothes in the dressing room on the first floor, and walked out of the NTF gate. It was noon outside, and the sound of cars and people rushed into his ears, which made him feel unreal for a moment, like a bomb falling silently Blow up in front of you.

The scorching sun was high in summer, and he hadn't seen the sun for a few days. He blinked uncomfortably, and shook off the sense of chaos in his mind by the way.

He stopped a taxi casually, but he didn't report his home address, but said, "Go to NTF Hospital."

NTF Hospital, as the name suggests, is a hospital directly under NTF. The correction staff will come here for a comprehensive physical examination every six months, but Ji Jiezhi is not here for the physical examination this time, and it has only been two months since his last physical examination.

NTF Hospital has an inpatient department that is not open to the public, where the corrector who became a vegetative state ten years ago because of a double dungeon lives.

A man and a woman were lying in the double ward of No. 1503. They looked to be in their 40s, with oxygen tubes inserted into their noses and nutrition bottles hanging from the backs of their hands.

Although they have been relying on nutrition bottles for a long time, their bodies are normal and their complexions are rosy, as if they are just taking a nap.

It's just that the nap time is a bit long, and it lasts ten years.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ji Jiezhi gently brushed away the strands of hair that climbed up the woman's cheeks, took her hand and held it in his palm, it was warm.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I still failed to pass the spotted deer virus copy, and I'm embarrassing you and Dad again."

His voice was so soft that only he could hear it, as if he couldn't bear to wake up the two people who were taking a nap.

Ji Jiezhi's memory about his parents was there when he entered the dungeon, as if he had pulled out the original owner's memory and poured it into his mind. Although he had memory, he had no emotion.

The reason for doing this is because the memory told him that the original owner would visit his parents every time he experienced a dungeon.

"The next time is the No.11 challenge, and it is also my last chance. I will enter the duo dungeon."

Ji Jiezhi lowered his head, his soft long hair fell down, covering his fair side face.

A light kiss landed on the back of the mother's hand.

Ji Jiezhi stayed in the hospital until five o'clock in the afternoon before leaving. On the way home, he passed by a Linji pastry shop. He bought some mung bean cakes and Xiaobei—these are two of Yan Buji's favorite pastries.

Before he opened the door, he could smell the rich aroma of food at home, it seemed that Yan Buji had already prepared the food.

Insert the key.After entering the keyhole, after turning a small circle, a pulling force suddenly appeared behind the door, and the door opened.

Yan Buji was wearing a pink apron with a Q-version snow leopard pattern on the base, and was holding a spatula in one hand. When he saw Ji Jiezhi, his eyes lit up for a moment, and he rushed over with a bear hug.

"Brother, you are back!"

Ji Jiezhi was caught off guard, and the pastry he was carrying in his right hand almost flew away. With difficulty, he poked his head out of Ye Wenxian's arms, and said through gritted teeth, "3——"

Ye Wen didn't move at first, and even held his hands tighter.

"2--"

"1..."

The last countdown was only half a sound, and Yan Buji let go of Ji Jiezhi, and quickly retreated two meters away.The movements are flowing like clouds and flowing water without any hesitation, as if a conditioned reflex has been formed after practicing thousands of times.

"The charging is over." Yan Buji said with a smile, his eyes drooped slightly to see the pastry in Ji Jiezhi's hand, and he was pleasantly surprised, "My favorite Lin Ji!"

Ji Jiezhi stretched out his arms, and handed the pastry to Ye Wenxian as far as he could, and said indifferently, "I'll give you the pastry, get out of the way."

Yan Buji happily took it, and even squeezed Ji Jiezhi's fingers to wipe off the oil. When Ji Jiezhi lost his temper, he immediately jumped away, and said as he jumped, "Thank you, brother, you are so kind."

Ji Jiezhi: ...

Back then, if he had known that he had a brother fetish, he would never have picked him up!

Although Yan Buji is greasy, chatty, and annoying, he still has advantages, and the biggest advantage is that he cooks well.

Three dishes and one soup—spicy fried chicken, spicy fish, spicy version of water spinach and seaweed egg drop soup, all of which are delicious in color, flavor and taste, all made according to Ji Jiezhi's spicy preference.

"What's the content of your dungeon this time? Why did it come out in just a day?" Ji Jiezhi swallowed the food in his mouth and asked.

"Love, @*(jjal" Yan Buji's mouth was full, and when he spoke, Ji Jiezhi understood the first word at the beginning.

"How about building a house in your mouth?" Ji Jiezhi gave him a glare, "Swallow it down and talk about it."

Yan Buji chewed a few times, and eagerly swallowed it forcefully, almost choking himself to death, and took a big gulp of water.

"Huh—it's comfortable." He patted his chest and said.

"Why are you in such a hurry to eat? I borrowed the mouth and have to pay it back later?"

Yan Buji smirked, "Isn't that what you asked me about... What did you ask me?... Oh, the content of the dungeon is the simplest C-level love strategy dungeon."

Ji Jiezhi nodded, "I'm lucky."

Yan Buji was triumphant, "That is, after all, good-looking people are always lucky. Brother, if you have half my luck, you won't get that S-level virus survival challenge dungeon."

It's okay not to mention this, but he will get angry when he mentions it.

NTF requires each corrector to participate in dungeon revision at least once a week, and dungeons are randomly selected before entering.

It was two months ago that Ji Jiezhi last selected a dungeon. At that time, he and Ye Wen were the last to go first, and there were only the last two cabins left. Ye Wen asked her to choose first, and he chose at will. Even the S-rank Survival Challenge Dungeon with only a 0.1% probability of being drawn, I don't know whether to call myself European or not.

Then he struggled in this dungeon for more than two months, because the failure of the dungeon would deduct 25% of his wages once, and she failed four times a month just to get all the deductions, so he hasn't received his salary for two months, the old man Ben was almost eaten.

Ji Jiezhi couldn't hold back his thoughts, and gave Ye Wenxian a second injury to his left foot. The pain was so painful that Yan Buji lifted his leg up, and his knee hit the table, spilling the egg drop soup many.

"Brother...you, you stepped on it this morning, and the swelling hasn't gone away yet." Yan Buji was throbbing in pain, hugging his legs and doing futile blowing there.

Ji Jiezhi didn't even give him a look, and continued to eat his meal calmly.

The house Ji Xiezhi lived in was his parents' wedding house back then. It was small in size, less than [-] square meters, with two bedrooms and one living room, and only one bathroom.Now Yan Buji is taking a shower in the bathroom, and he is sitting at the desk in the bedroom flipping through the address book.

The next time to enter the dungeon is August 8th, which is three days later. The rest time is not short, but it is still too difficult to find someone who is willing to enter the S-level duo dungeon with him within three days. Candidates.

He is reluctant to have a better relationship with himself, and others who have a normal relationship with him will not agree, and he can't bear to drag others into the water.

After thinking about it for half an hour and still not being able to figure it out, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

"Come in." Yan Buji said while flipping through the phone's address book again.

There was a sound of closing the door behind him, and two seconds later, the tip of his nose was surrounded by the warm scent of pine wood tea.

"Brother, the water is already hot, you can go take a shower." Yan Buji said while wiping his hair.

"Got it." Ji Jiezhi said so, but he didn't lift his head, and continued to fiddle with the phone with his head down.

The next second, the shoulder was suddenly pressed, and a force was pushed to the right.

Yan Buji had just taken a bath, his fair face was healthy and rosy, his trembling eyelashes were long and slender, his eyes were wet, his hair was not dried before he put on his clothes, his collar was wet a lot, and the thin fabric was tight Clings to the skin, outlines the thin shoulder line.

"Brother, you have to look at others when you talk to them." Moist deer-like eyes stared at Ji Jiezhi coquettishly.

This would require a different little girl, who would be overwhelmed with maternal love, hugging Ye Wen and rubbing his head first, but in the past six months, Ji Jie had already become numb to Yan Buji's coquettishness.

He glanced at Yan Buji's left foot indifferently, the back of his foot was red and swollen, and it wouldn't go away in two or three days, "You don't want your foot anymore?"

Yan Buji subconsciously jumped back twice, and said aggrievedly: "Brother, if you step on it again, it will really be useless."

"Call you Pi."

"I just want to ask my brother to take a bath, but my brother doesn't even give me a face." Yan Buji looked like a little lady biting her handkerchief with tears in her eyes, and she wanted to cry, "So love will disappear, right?"

Ji Jiezhi said without hesitation, "Yes."

"Brother, you've changed, you don't love me anymore! Do you have a wild man outside? Hey, blah, blah, I'm still cooking at home, and I'm still putting out the bath water for you."

"I'll slit your mouth if you keep arguing." Ji Jiezhi rubbed the center of his brows, put down his phone, "Next time you pretend to cry, remember to cry a little bit. I'm going to take a shower."

Yan Buji changed his face in a second, smiling all over his face, "Well, I will definitely pay attention next time! There is also a surprise I prepared for my brother in the bathroom~"

Opening the bathroom door, Ji Jiezhi saw a bathtub full of pink bubbles and a little yellow duck soaking in the bath: "...Ye, Q, first! Next time you put these messy things in the bathtub, I'll flush it down the toilet for you." Go to the sewer!"

"The pink bath water is so girly, and it also helps to soothe the mood! And the little yellow duck is so cute, why don't you like it?" Yan Buji shouted to Ji Jiezhi in the bedroom.

"..."

In Ji Jiezhi's bedroom.

The smile on the corner of the man's mouth suddenly subsided, with a gloomy face, he picked up the phone on the table, unlocked it easily, clicked on the app called NTF, opened the address book, and found the contact "Manager No. [-]" , dialed the past.

The other side answered quickly, still with a smiling voice, "Yan Buji?"

"Yeah." Yan Buji was not surprised why the other party knew that he was not Yu Yunji without saying a word, "Make a deal with you."

"What deal?"

"I'll help you bring back Experimental Subject No. 7."

The other side was silent for a long time, and asked, "What about your conditions?"