The system begs me to exploit the male protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Before Jingmo's people arrived at the northern base, his poisonous vines had already arrived.

The tiny blue flowers easily pushed out of the cold ground, and grew around the gate of the base. A gust of cool wind blew by, and the vines and flowers trembled a few times in unison, but they still stubbornly clung to each other, as if to As if to greet someone.

The guards reported the situation and attached a few pictures by the way, which made Ling Jing laugh.

The guards were a little worried: "Is there no danger? Those flowers and thorns even swallowed a group of mutated insects at night."

Of course, humans are not the only ones affected by energy. Some insects have also mutated in their bodies, becoming stronger and more aggressive. They are also creatures that guards need to guard against.

At night, the guards with night vision breathed into their palms in the cold air. Before the white mist dissipated, they heard some rustling insects crawling outside.

Just when he was about to slap his sleepy colleagues awake, those jasmine flowers that climbed up the wall and pretended to be wild decorations seemed to smell the scent of sweet snacks, and they huffed and spread out.

When they hung on the wall obediently, let alone mutated insects, not even a single weed could be seen on the ground, as if they had been shaved clean by a barber's razor.

Inexplicably, the guards felt a phantom pain in their fingertips—plants in the Northland are rare, and he even had the idea of ​​picking a flower to grow back a few days ago.

Thanks to sister Ling Jing's order not to let Penghua save my life.

"Besides, there are even weirder ones..." the guard hesitated, feeling incredible, "Those flowers seem to be getting more and more beautiful."

In the beginning, the flowers settled at the base of the wall, and they grew very perfunctorily. There was a bare flower stalk with no leaves on it, and a few thin stamens on the top, which didn't even bother to grow petals.

Slowly, those flowers grow leaves first, and then fill the calyx stalks and hold up the petals.Up to now, the sepals of the flowers are small and unique, and the petals are layered on top of each other. The flowers are different, slender, heart-shaped, drop-shaped... each has its own beauty.

They also have a fragrance, which is not strong, but it makes the person who smells it feel refreshed.

Almost all those who entered and exited the base in the past few days knew that there were so many charming plants on the fence, but they were warned not to touch them, so they had to stop and admire them when they passed by, admiring them endlessly.

But the guards will not be confused by them, he has watched these flowers grow from bare stems to this pair of delicate and charming appearance, the more beautiful the flowers bloom, the more vigilant the guards will be - he has seen a kind of flower A type of mutant plant, before each hunting, the more fragrant the stamens will be, and the brighter the color of the petals will be.

He was afraid that the change of these flowers was also a sign that the hunting season was about to enter.

Ling Jing on the communication side listened to his words, and seemed to smile slightly: "You don't have to worry too much, as long as you don't touch it, it will ignore us. They can also help you share some of the guard's pressure, Isn't that great?"

Those Hua Yanli's appearances are not for the people in the base to see, they are clearly welcoming the visitors with joy, and by the way, they also want to inform Ling Jing with great fanfare: The professor is coming soon, you have some eyesight, come and pick it up.

Jingmo doesn't come into contact with many people who are sophisticated, and even his emotionally connected energy creations are so easy to understand.

The space transition technology is becoming more and more mature, but the two did not adopt it, and walked all the way with the necessary supplies.

Ling Jing calculated the time and knew the professor's plan.He wants to sharpen Jingmo through experience.

Along the way, they will go wherever the popularity is more, and they will pay more attention to the more prosperous place.

They saw quite a few ordinary people who hadn't awakened their latent stages and lived earnestly in the harsh war environment.

In order to prevent the large-scale attacks of the ion people, the high-tech high-rise buildings that were originally crowded with people were temporarily abandoned, and people built shelters incorporating advanced technology underground, but there were still empty shells representing the once glorious civilization on the ground.

Jingmo stood between two tall buildings, and he could barely see the roof when he looked up. The sunlight hit the smooth glass surface of the windows, making these towering buildings look shiny.

"It looks beautiful and fragile," Jingmo said. "My thorns seem to cut them off in one fell swoop."

I wonder if at that time, the glass on the side of the building was shattered, could it make a crisp sound like a bell?

Tang Yanfeng pondered: "Of course you can do it, but this is the crystallization of technology and labor when human beings have not awakened their potential level."

Jing Mo thought for a while: "Are you telling me, don't be proud of having great abilities?"

"I'm telling you, no matter how powerful you are, you must have something you are in awe of."

Such as life, such as labor, such as nature.

There was no one around, and occasionally a ray of sunlight reflected through the bright glass onto Tang Yanfeng's side face, melting away his indifference.

Jing Mo looked at him, as if he saw Tang Yanfeng, who was dressed in formal clothes and had a calm expression before the war era, shuttled between tall buildings and buildings, the same beautiful and fragile Tang Yanfeng.

"You don't have to worry about things I have no scruples about..." If a strong person doesn't care about anything, it means he can do anything.

Jing Mo stretched out his hand to make a circle, and quietly circled the person in front of him, putting him in his eyes.

"At least for now, I am looking forward to the end of the war."

He wanted to see Tang Yanfeng, who was not so vigilant and lazy in peaceful days.

Tang Yanfeng thought he was aware of the cruelty of war: "It's good to be in awe of life."

Jing Mo followed, and stood side by side with him again, thinking about his own feelings in his heart, and was finally amazed: It is obviously difficult for him to feel the world, but he can easily feel Tang Yanfeng.

He was slightly disappointed when he faced the empty building, he objected when he heard Jingmo say that the building could be cut off easily, and he couldn't bear it when he talked about the war...

It's so strange, why do people always say that Tang Yanfeng can't distinguish between emotions and anger?Obviously, just by looking at him, Jing Mo can taste his emotions.

Jing Mo was dissatisfied and proudly concluded: These people care far less about Tang Yanfeng than I do!

They certainly don't miss the underground shelter.

The two of them were in good spirits, their clothes were neat and tidy, and they had extraordinary looks. They took the elevator to the underground, and when they stepped out of the metal door, someone came over and chatted up: "Are you worried about your home? Or do you have something urgent to do? If you don't know the way, I will If you are familiar with this area, you can help guide the way.”

He was enthusiastic, but what he said was confusing.Jing Mo asked, "Why do you say that?"

The man meant as if he was sure they would not live here.

The other party was also stunned for a moment: "I think you look like capable people."

"Can't people with abilities live in dungeons?"

The man scratched his head: "No...Of course I can live there, but almost all capable users have gone to the combat bases in the theater, and I haven't seen a few staying here."

Jing Mo still looked a little puzzled, as if he didn't understand why the ability users did this.

Even if he had been in a training environment before, he also knew that bases in theaters were also very dangerous for capable users. Death and disability were common occurrences. Why would they all want to go to theaters?

Tang Yanfeng glanced at him, took up the conversation, and asked the man, "Are they voluntary?"

"Of course it is voluntary. We also persuaded a few people not to go to the war zone, but no one listened."

"What did they say?"

"Generally, I don't remember very clearly. Anyway, what they said is pretty much the same. It means that they have awakened the potential level, and those who are capable will work harder. They must protect us so that we can have a safe living space."

The man's face was full of admiration, he patted his chest, and said with a smile: "So I go here for a stroll when I have nothing to do. If some capable people come back to work and can't remember the way, I will guide them; Those who retreat, I will help resettle them."

"We all know that those ability users who risk their lives are the heroes who protect us."

Jing Mo was taken aback. When he came out, he was wearing a silver combat uniform, covering his upper body. At this time, the tattoo spread out from the neckline inadvertently.

Tang Yanfeng turned his head and said softly: "Defending willingly is guarding."

Tang Yanfeng also witnessed the death of his friend on the day Jingmo was born.

One slowly extended from the energy core and turned into a person; the other slowly curled up from the human body and turned into a nucleus.

Jingmo and the Virgin seem to be walking on completely opposite paths in life.

The last words of the Holy Mother before she died were: "I know you have the habit of numbering your works, remember to put him in front of me, your ideal deserves the best."

Jing Mo opened his dark, pure eyes, and the energy nuclei in front of him turned into shimmering light, which dissipated bit by bit.

He instinctively grabbed a handful, and asked the first person he saw: "What is this?"

When Jingmo was born, he faced death directly.

Tang Yanfeng closed his eyes.

He could feel the fresh and strong breathing and heartbeat of the energy complex in front of him, and he could feel the powerful and majestic energy in the opponent's body that didn't know how to hide it.

He instinctively felt dangerous.

Tang Yanfeng opened his eyes.

The other party's eyes looked at him curiously like a newborn animal, waiting for his answer.

He instinctively felt close again.

With complicated emotions, Tang Yanfeng had no choice but to say objectively: "There was a person who passed away here."

Jing Mo tilted his head, hesitating a bit: "Should I feel sad?"

Tang Yanfeng understood in an instant that this was a guy who had no feelings and needed to learn and grow.

So, the first lesson can only be...

"The selflessness that burns life away is sacrifice."

Jing Mo no longer needs to ask Tang Yanfeng how to deal with it.

He smiled like the man in the underground shelter: "It's amazing."

Knowing that they were just here for a stroll, the man said that he still had work to do, told them about various transfer hubs, and then turned and left.

Jing Mo reached out and poked Tang Yanfeng's face.

Tang Yanfeng turned his head and gave him a look: What are you doing?

Jingmo said: "You are teaching me to learn about feelings, aren't you? You have expectations of me."

Of course, Tang Yanfeng has expectations for him. He hopes that Jingmo will become a person with a view of good and evil, morality, and his own bottom line principles and awe.

But he never said it.He would only silently guide and let Jingmo take shape on his own. Before that, no one knew what kind of work he wanted Jingmo to become.

Tang Yanfeng raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were clear and light: "Don't try to cheat, I won't give you a clue."

"I remember that one of the terms of the contract you gave me was 'becoming a legend in line with the ideals of Party A', right?"

Jing Mo raised the corners of his mouth and laughed, and said loudly: "I will definitely not let you down!"

The two finally arrived at the northern base, and when they were still far away from the base, magnificent and eye-catching flowers spread straight to Tang Yanfeng's feet, winding a road of [-]-meter flowers.

Tang Yanfeng, who was forced to walk the flowery road, raised his eyebrows: "Well, I'm really pleasantly surprised."

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The author has something to say:

Small Theater 1:

Energy Flower Twist: Look at me!look at me!

Small Theater 2:

After 8 chapters, Jing Mo was finally forced to put on a top.

Tang Yanfeng: It's cold in the north, come over and add clothes!