Something's wrong with the little monster I picked up

The wound on Mu Yufeng's hand had already healed, but she still twisted it subconsciously with her fingers. Meng Zhao's eyes fell on Mu Yufeng's hand, and she waited patiently for Mu Yufeng to break the silence by himself.

"This...I..." Mu Yufeng was a little unsure if he should tell the truth.

What Meng Zhao found was her medical record back then, on which her name, Mu Yufeng, was clearly written.However, if he really wants to deny it, Meng Zhao can't do anything with just a name.

The key question is whether Meng Zhao is credible enough for Mu Yufeng to trust that he is an ancient person who has been sleeping for 200 years.She is suffering from a strange disease, and the doctors are still helpless until now. Even 200 years ago, the authorities thought of taking Mu Yufeng away for human research.

From the results of the examination, she was almost dead, but although Mu Yufeng was very weak, she was not dead after all.

At that time, You Ye took Mu Yufeng away with a strong attitude. Although it was also in the name of research, all she wanted was to protect Mu Yufeng as much as possible.

Now, the person who dared to slam the table with the entire academic world in order to protect her is gone.

Mu Yufeng took a deep breath, looked at Meng Zhao, and prepared to speak.

knock --

Suddenly someone knocked on the door, and Meng Zhao got up to open the door. Outside was a member of the Self-Defense Force under her command. The other party handed Meng Zhao a box and whispered to her, "Everything is ready."

Meng Zhao nodded, smiled at Mu Yufeng when he entered the room, and comforted him, "Don't be nervous, I'm just asking casually, emotional stability is good for your condition."

"I am the doctor, you are the patient, it's as simple as that."

"It's almost lunch time, you can go up to eat first," Meng Zhao said as he walked out, but suddenly stopped, "Or, you can also come with me."

"I remember that you and that fat man are friends, do you want to come and see him off?" Meng Zhao asked amidst the roar of the machine in the corridor.

Mu Yufeng followed Meng Zhao to the ground. Standing in the elevator all the way up was not comfortable. I don't know if it was overweight or cramped. It always gave Mu Yufeng a feeling of being out of breath.

Behind the shelter, in a cedar forest, Meng Zhao led Mu Yufeng to an open field.

In the vast white snow, rows of tombstones stand quietly.

Meng Zhao went to the newest one on the edge and squatted down, stretched out his hand to brush off the residual snow accumulated on the tombstone, the frozen soil below was dug up, and Meng Zhao quietly put the small box in.

The tomb of Wang Tianyi, a resident of shelter No. 798.

Mu Yufeng didn't expect that the first time she knew Fatty's name was on his tombstone.

Meng Zhao pulled out a rough hatchet from his waist. The tip of the knife had broken a tooth due to frequent chopping. Mu Yufeng recognized that it was the hatchet that the fat man carried with him.

Meng Zhao put the knife on the box respectfully, got up and bowed to the tombstone.

Two self-defense members standing behind Meng Zhao stepped forward and buried the fat man.

Mu Yufeng raised his head, and as far as he could see, there were tombs everywhere, and Meng Zhao buried them one by one in the snowy days with howling winds.

"I am the 300th resident of the shelter." Meng Zhao said softly.

She turned around and began to walk back, as if walking into a long memory.

"When I came, the leader of the shelter was an old man. When my team and I came here, there were less than 50 people left here."

"The shelters back then were not armed, and there were no isolation rooms on the ground floor."

"After returning from an exploration, he was infected, and in the last waking hours, he handed me the gun with his own hands."

Meng Zhao smiled so hard that even Mu Yufeng could see that she was trying to hide her sadness.

"So don't blame me for being unreasonable. Behind every regulation is human life." Meng Zhao said.

When Mu Yufeng returned to the underground, it was already past lunch time, and there was no one in the dining room. The soldiers who beat the rice beat Meng Zhao and Mu Yufeng one after the other.

Mu Yufeng found a corner with the dinner plate and sat down. Meng Zhao sat down opposite her. With a serious face, he soaked Heileba, which was so hard that it could be used as a weapon, into the mush that could not be seen. numbness.

"The shelter's resources are running out," Mu Yufeng said.

Meng Zhao nodded.

She just sorted out the data all morning and found out. Meng Zhao, as the leader of the refuge, could she not know?Mu Yufeng remembered that a day ago, in this restaurant, Meng Zhao was standing in the corner pinching the bridge of his nose, looking extremely tired.

"Then what can I do?" Mu Yufeng asked.

Meng Zhao put down the knife and fork, looked at Mu Yufeng seriously, and said slowly, "You can live well."

After lunch, Mu Yufeng followed Meng Zhao back to the 18th floor of the basement. Meng Zhao was no longer aggressive with Mu Yufeng's medical case, so Mu Yufeng tacitly pretended nothing had happened.

Meng Zhao is a medical soldier after all, and I hope her doctors will be kind.

On the 18th floor, Mu Yufeng walked to her office, she pushed open the door, and Meng Zhao passed behind her without stopping.

"Captain Meng." Mu Yufeng called to stop Meng Zhao.

There was one thing that she was very concerned about, but she didn't know how to say it. After all, everything came from her logical judgment.

"Captain Meng, should we pay attention to the psychological state of the residents in the shelter?" Mu Yufeng reminded vaguely.

Meng Zhao sighed, raised his hand and touched the center of his eyebrows, "I arranged for a psychological counselor, and I can't care about the rest."

The afternoon passed quickly, and Mu Yufeng had already finished the work that was not considered work. After thinking about it, she still felt that she was a vegetarian, so she decided to improve the system of the shelter while she had time.

It also saves Captain Meng from underestimating her, what does it mean to "live well"!

She doesn't have administrator privileges, so she can only hack in from the outside. It would be much faster with her artificial intelligence, but it's not impossible to only have her now.

After all, no matter how powerful the artificial intelligence is, it was created by her.

However, what Mu Yufeng didn't expect was that her invasion journey was not smooth. The system looked sloppy, but the structure was extremely sophisticated.

Like the handwriting of a seasoned and extremely old bald man.

Mu Yufeng finally went deep into the bottom layer and found that the background of this simple statistics system seems to be linked to a more complex center. This is not an independent system, but a part of a larger system.Mu Yufeng hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should invade.

She has no evil intentions, but if she is intercepted, she will not be able to tell.

Just as Mu Yufeng was hesitating, the screen in front of her suddenly lit up, and Meng Zhao's cold face appeared on the screen: "Mu Yufeng, what are you doing?"

Woohoo, I was caught, a mountain is higher than a mountain.

Mu Yufeng quit the system with an awkward smile, and explained weakly: "Professional habits, I want to see if there is anything I can improve."

"Don't worry, this is the god of our refuge." Meng Zhao said.

God...

Mu Yufeng complained in his heart, who would give such a code name to a system as Secondary School, technology always serves people, calling it like this seems like people have surrendered to technology.

Of course, Mu Yufeng didn't dare to make such lofty remarks to Meng Zhao, so she immediately typed with both hands to show her innocence.

"If you have nothing to do, you can help in the kitchen." Meng Zhao put down a sentence and disappeared from Mu Yufeng's screen.

Captain Meng's words were automatically translated by Mu Yufeng as that she could leave the station and wander around. She still had something on her mind, so she exited the system and took the elevator to the ninth floor.

On the ninth floor, there was no one in the dark corridor, and the security light at the corner gave off a faint green light.Mu Yufeng walked along the corridor, at the end of the corridor was Bai Yaoyao's counseling room.

Mu Yufeng stopped at the door, put his ears on it, and couldn't hear a single sound. The walls of the counseling room are made of materials with good sound insulation performance. Even if the patient is crying loudly inside, it won't disturb the people outside. .

Mu Yufeng smiled self-deprecatingly, suspecting that he was too neurotic.Bai Yaoyao just likes to read books on rebellion, and she is a little bit half-spoken, so there is no need for her to be so suspicious.

Just as Mu Yufeng turned to leave, the door of the counseling room suddenly opened, and the people who came out were also taken aback when they saw Mu Yufeng at the door.

That man was a burly man, but it wasn't the one Mu Yufeng saw in the elevator this morning. Could it be that there are so many young and middle-aged men suffering from mental illness in the refuge?

The big man smiled shyly at Mu Yufeng.

The door of the counseling room was open, and the lights inside were dazzlingly bright. Mu Yufeng glanced inside, and the first thing that came to mind was the energy deficit of the shelter.

Such a waste.

"Welcome to the new comrade." The strong man whispered in Mu Yufeng's ear as he walked away.

"Wait, what's new..." Mu Yufeng was stunned for a second, trying to catch the strong man and ask him.

"Yufeng, why are you here?" Bai Yaoyao appeared at the door of the counseling room.

"I..." Mu Yufeng didn't know what to say, he couldn't think you were suspicious and came to listen to the corner, right?

"I've been feeling down lately, and I feel like I've failed in life, and I think it's better to die." Mu Yufeng had an idea, and remembered the items on the depression questionnaire that he had done before.

"I don't think it's normal for me to be like this, and I want to come to you to explain it." Mu Yufeng said more and more smoothly.

"Then come in." Bai Yaoyao stepped aside to let Mu Yufeng in.

The door was closed behind her, Mu Yufeng shuddered when she heard the sound of the lock being locked, and turned her head suddenly, Bai Yaoyao walked over with a smile.

"Don't be nervous, come sit down here, you can talk to me if you have anything on your mind." Bai Yaoyao said softly.

In the psychological consultation room, there is a treatment bed similar to a reclining chair, covered with a rare coral fleece sheet, which is undoubtedly a luxury item in this era.

"That big brother just now was also in a bad mood?" Mu Yufeng asked casually.

"Yes, people always have troubles, so I'll let him come over and have a chat." Bai Yaoyao laughed.

Mu Yufeng lay down on the treatment bed, the fluff on the quilt lay neatly to one side, without any sign of disorder.

Mu Yufeng lay down, and Bai Yaoyao's voice came from above her head: "You look tense, don't be nervous, let's listen to some soft music to relax?"

Bai Yaoyao's playback device is a very old-fashioned tape recorder. Mu Yufeng did not expect that in the shelter that uses a central system that is so complicated that she can't break it, she can still see the old antique that Mu Yufeng eliminated when she was a child.

Bai Yaoyao changed a cassette, and a soft melody sounded, her voice became more distant and frustrating, like a seductive sea monster in the mist.

"I know that you are suffering, and I also understand that your suffering is unspeakable. All living beings are suffering, and the root cause of our suffering is no longer natural disasters, but man-made disasters."

"When our souls transcend wealth and status, cross birth, old age, sickness and death, and stand before God, we are all equal."

"God endows us with sanity and makes us live differently from pigs and dogs. Then we will stand up bravely and take everything that belongs to us."

The author says:

Bai Yaoyao: Send brainwashing package ing

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I see that someone in the comment area actually regards the little villain I created with all my heart as a comedian, I am so sad~