This was the first time that he appeared in his own time and space as someone else, because this was not something he had personally experienced, but just a memory he had read.
——When looking at the commander's memory, he knew that the commander had always had a dedicated researcher, but at that time, his attention was all on the commander, and he did not care about the person's name and appearance at all.
At this moment, he became the researcher himself.
An Yu suddenly remembered what "he" wanted to do, and took out two tightly sealed test tubes from his pocket.
Those are two new aberration gene injections, to be injected into #0930.
He slowly walked towards the door at the end of the corridor. When the door opened, he heard the whimpering inside, like a little beast licking its wounds alone.
Young Qin Zhilu huddled in the corner, his head buried deep in his knees, sobbing due to pain.
The moment the door opened, his shoulders flinched and he looked up at the person who entered with a trembling look.
There was no color on his young face, but he still raised the corners of his lips, tried his best to smile at An Yu, and said softly: "Mr. Researcher, my sensory reaction this time does not seem to be very serious."
He repeated this sentence several times as if he was self-hypnotized, stood up staggeringly with his hands on the ground, and walked unsteadily towards the test bench.
"Are these the two mentioned yesterday?" He looked at the test tubes in An Yu's hand, his face became paler, and he smiled to himself: "The medium liquid is red, it seems that this time it is not a good one."
He lay flat on the test table obediently, hesitated for a moment, then used his right hand to put a cold chain on his left glove, and whispered: "It's better to tie it, I'm afraid I will lose control and hurt you. Please excuse me for this hand." .”
An Yu's limbs seemed to be strangled by something, and he remained motionless.
The only thing that can move is the heartbeat. Every time it beats, it plunges downward into the tip of the knife, evoking overwhelming humiliation.
Obviously that was a period of time that he missed.
But at this moment, he hated his own incompetence.
Zhongji did not stay in this time and space in person. He seemed to have noticed that An Yu was getting stronger. Although he couldn't guess what An Yu was going to do, he was very cunning and only tricked An Yu into coming in before leaving first.
This realization made An Yu even more heartbroken, because he knew that the person in front of him really existed in the objective world. More than ten years ago, he was his superior.
Qin Zhilu, who was lying on his back, tilted his head with difficulty, "What's wrong? You haven't talked today. Is it because...my test data yesterday was abnormal?"
Fear flashed through those black eyes, and the young man Qin Zhilu said blankly: "No way... I didn't feel anything..."
"Nothing abnormal." An Yu finally said, "No, you are in good condition, don't worry."
He walked forward slowly, squatted in front of the boy, and stroked his hair gently as if instinctively.
It turns out that the officer's hair used to be so soft when he was young.
"It hurts." An Yu said softly.
Young Qin Zhilu paused, "It's not bad."
An Yu moved his eyes away. He mechanically turned on the machine and put the test tube into a fixed area.
Pause with your fingertips for a moment and gently press the injection button.
Hysterical screams penetrated his eardrums, and without warning, he felt a drop of coldness slip down his cheek.
He immediately turned around and walked away quickly while trying to free himself from consciousness.
"Mr. Researcher..." A hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind him, a voice so fragile that he had never heard it before.
"Can you... stay with me for a little longer..." Young Qin Zhilu looked at the figure wrapped in layers of protective clothing, his vision blurred, and muttered: "I shouldn't be deformed, I don't feel abnormal... …My hands and feet are tied so I won’t hurt you… Just stay with me for a while, please…”
An Yu almost subconsciously turned around and went back.
But just as he moved one foot, he moved it back abruptly.
This is what has happened.
Whether you stay or not, it will not change the pain that person has experienced.
And once you act recklessly, it is likely to cause unpredictable changes in time and space.
An Yu gasped for air, and the tearing heartache became more intense with his breathing. After a long time, he said dumbly: "I'm sorry, I have to go."
Behind him, young Qin Zhilu's eyes wandered away.
"Oh... that's fine." He struggled to hold on for a breath, "I understand, then we will try it next time..."
Before he finished speaking, the person with his back turned around suddenly.
An Yu no longer realized what he was doing. He strode back and stood in front of the young Qin Zhilu. Facing those helpless black eyes, he leaned down suddenly.
The moment his lips touched the cold forehead, the pain in his heart finally weakened a little.
An Yu doesn't understand why he would do such a thing that has no meaning in reality. He has been a little strange recently and often behaves in ways that he cannot understand.
Maybe he just couldn't bear to hear the commander's weakness or disappointment, even if he had already passed away with the long river of time.
An Yu hugged his commander tightly and whispered in his ear: "It will get better, I promise you."
The young Qin Zhilu was stunned for a long time before saying: "I believe it."
In front of the screen, An Yu quietly opened his eyes.
All the screens fell into unprecedented wild chaos, and Zhongji's faces were scurrying across those screens, making it dizzying.
The noise in the earphones was so noisy that he couldn't hear anyone speaking. He slowly raised the terminal and switched it to the spire screen, where he saw a close-up of himself in the remote monitoring.
The canthus of the eye is about to burst, and the red pupils are bleeding.
It was a silent and terrifying anger.
The earphones automatically jumped to the private channel, and Qin Zhilu whispered, "This time you were in for an extra long time."
How long?
An Yu actually felt that it was similar to the previous times, even shorter.
"In the objective world, it's nearly ten minutes." Qin Zhilu paused and whispered, "You cried for nearly ten minutes."
"cry?"
An Yu was stunned, and then he saw the pale face on the terminal covered with tears.
Qin Zhilu's voice was particularly gentle.
Thousands of miles away, he didn't mention the mission and only asked soothingly: "What did you see? Is it Ling Qiu's death?"
An Yu paused for a long time, "No. It's... another person."
Qin Zhilu was a little surprised, "There is someone more important to you than Ling Qiu? I have no idea."
"You know that, sir."
An Yu heard his voice trembling. He took a few deep breaths and murmured: "Why is my little octopus man not on the screen?"
When Qin Zhilu heard this, he said "Oh" leisurely, "This AI program also has many fancy functions. I was a little bored while waiting for you to wake up, so I asked the AI I raised to send an invitation letter to it, and the result was really called it and it’s on my screen now.”
Qin Zhilu said, taking a screenshot and sending it. After a few seconds of delay, the group photo popped up on An Yu's terminal.
An Yu, the lop-eared rabbit, set out a table of ugly bread to entertain the guests, filling every tentacle of the octopus man.
The little octopus man stuffed it into his mouth expressionlessly.
An Yu curled his lips weakly, "Actually, you don't like thick bread."
"It's okay." Qin Zhilu said in a natural tone, "I really didn't like it before, but after eating it in Area 53, I think it's not bad."
An Yu clicked on the data sent back from Shangfeng.
In the screen just now, his mental power only maintained at 100% for about a minute, then dropped to 0, and did not recover until the moment before waking up.
He whispered: "Sir, it turns out that my mental power also fluctuates."
Qin Zhilu said "Yeah", "I see it."
"You said before that you decided to keep me because my spirit was absolutely stable."
"That's right."
"Now, will I lose value in your heart?"
Qin Zhilu paused for two seconds, "No."
His tone was gentle and firm, "Every time the value drops, let me know how heavy the pain you are suffering. And every rebound, prove to me how unyielding your will is."
"I don't have to judge, I can only say that you shocked me time and time again."
His red eyes fluctuated, and for a long time, An Yu murmured in a low voice: "Maybe that's because I saw another person's unwillingness to give in... starting a long time ago."
Qin Zhilu was stunned and confused. He stood up slowly and looked at Zhong Ji's face, which was flashing crazily in front of him.
"Game over." He whispered.
Unprepared to reveal the pain that has never been remembered.
Reliving the deepest sorrow again and again.
Experience the humiliation that cannot be redeemed.
In the red pupils, the clusters of condensed light spots disappeared until the pupils stood upright, staring at the world like a cold god without emotion.
The moment An Yu moved his fingertips, the noise in the earphones instantly fell silent.
Black tower, steeple, brain silence.
Qin Zhilu's breathing sound disappeared from the private channel.
The teammates around him seemed to have pressed the pause button at the same time.
People's pain, hope and panic disappeared in an instant. In the main city, thousands of people looking up at the live broadcast screen were stunned.
The poet maintained his posture of looking up at the sky and remained motionless for a long time.
Thousands of screens with intricate interpretations were still at the same time.
An Yu stood alone and looked quietly at a screen in the corner of the ground that had never been lit before.
The screen was quiet at the moment, without any abnormalities. However, he felt the movement on the screen for a moment.
Those who do not have the ability to time will be completely stagnated, while those who have the ability will struggle.
However, at this moment, there is no longer any running time and space, and he has no way to escape.
An Yu slowly walked towards the extinguished screen.
Zhong Ji's ferocious face suddenly appeared on the screen, staring at him fiercely.
