In this chaotic world, the old order has completely collapsed, leaving only chaos to the newcomers.
Mi Qiong comes from a wealthy family. When she was a student, she was the school belle in her class. When she grew up, she became even more beautiful. In addition, she studied abroad and had a strong academic temperament. This mixture of beauty and erudition created the character of Mi Qiong. A superior temperament.
Even though she is over fifty years old, Michonne, who is well-maintained, still looks like a lady and is quite pretty.
Because of this, Michonne will be remembered.
In a society governed by the rule of law, this kind of forcible sexual intercourse would be very bad, and it would easily land you in jail, but on this collapsed island, everything is just a cloud.
Even Michon himself accepted his fate.
When she heard that the man who raped her said he would give her a bite to eat, Michon gave up completely and didn't even bother to struggle.
Life is naturally unbearably light and unbearably heavy.
Sometimes life is like this and not worth mentioning.
Morality, human ethics, everything is bullshit.
As long as you can survive.
Michonne thought.
However!
Tonight is destined to be anything but ordinary.
Just as the man was frantically digging through the tunnel, the simple tent used by Michion to shelter from the wind and rain was suddenly violently overturned. A bright light shone in from the outside, and the unsightly scenery of the willows was all visible to everyone.
But the malice of this group of people obviously doesn’t stop there!
The leading soldier raised the butt of his rifle and hit the panicked man on the head with his pants down, knocking the man unconscious on the spot.
Immediately, the man holding a bright flashlight yelled: "Mi Qiong! Tell me your ID number!"
In panic, Michonne responded reflexively.
"It's this woman, take her away!"
The officer nodded, but could not see the expression on his face. Immediately, Michonne was forcibly picked up by two soldiers and taken away.
"Wait, my pants, I haven't put on my pants yet!"
Michon screamed.
But the soldiers didn't care about this and dragged Michion away from the crowded refugee area.
…
The lights flickered in the hall of the hilltop castle.
The second half of the night was really boring.
Song Ziyu chewed the ham on the dining table and looked at the people kneeling in the center of the living room, his head was really buzzing.
"Are these the people you found?"
Song Ziyu asked, looking at Commander Tian who was sitting next to him dejectedly.
"These people were found one by one according to your standards and their ID cards. Anyone with the word "Qiong" in their name is here."
Tian Zhuangxiong said, covering his face.
Song Ziyu raised his head and glanced at the soldiers in the living room, then clapped his hands and said, "Thank you for your hard work, go down and rest."
After speaking, Song Ziyu dismissed the soldiers, and then focused his attention on the people kneeling on the ground.
"Everyone, please stand up. There is no need to kneel... Besides, it is so unbecoming to put a pair of trousers on this lady."
Song Ziyu said.
Hearing this, Niya took out a pair of pants and handed them to Michon.
"Thanks……"
Michion had tears in her eyes. This was the respect that she had not experienced for a long time.
"Now that everyone is here, I'll keep the story short."
Song Ziyu waved his hand, and the two Blood Fang warriors handed out pens and papers to everyone.
"You follow my requirements and write down your name, age and identity. The focus is on what kind of work you do before the end of the world."
Song Ziyu explained.
Immediately, everyone began to write quickly on the paper.
Suddenly, Song Ziyu looked at one of them and asked, "Why don't you write?"
The man said with an embarrassed look on his face: "I don't know how to read..."
"Well, you can go out, you don't have anything to do here."
Song Ziyu said, because Song Ziyu knew that what he was looking for was definitely not this kind of illiteracy.
The man looked at Song Ziyu in disbelief, completely disbelieving that he was let go like this.
Song Ziyu no longer cared about this guy, but looked at the "resume" handed over by others.
This method of screening the people you are looking for is actually very efficient.
Although Xihe didn't tell himself who Dr. Qiong was, since he was a doctor, he must have a certain level of literacy. Those who couldn't write words were definitely not the person he was looking for.
Soon, Song Ziyu completed the screening of everyone present.
In fact, there was one and only one person who met the conditions he was looking for, and that was Michion, who didn't even have to wear pants when she came.
Dismissing other irrelevant people, Song Ziyu began to have a long talk with Mi Qiong.
Song Ziyu was very curious about what kind of person Xi He was looking for, someone worthy of his own efforts.
"You are a doctor from the National Academy of Sciences?" Song Ziyu asked.
Michonne nodded sadly and said, "So what, it's not like I can't even get a pair of pants to wear."
Song Ziyu saw that this woman had a disheveled face and her speech was weak. She was obviously very hungry.
Immediately, Song Ziyu turned to look at Tian Zhuangxiong and said, "Commander Tian, what did you do? This is your dereliction of duty."
"What's wrong with me?"
Tian Zhuangxiong, who was already confused by Song Ziyu, asked nervously: "What did I fail to do well? I will correct it..."
Song Ziyu pointed at Mi Qiong and said, "Well, did you see that, a scientist from the National Institute of Science and Technology, you make people so hungry that they have no energy to speak? Aren't you derelict in your duty?"
Having said this, Song Ziyu directly ordered: "Give this lady something to eat."
The subordinates did not dare to neglect and hurriedly made arrangements.
Soon, a bowl of vegetable paste was brought to Michonne.
Mi Qiong devoured the food so deliciously that Song Ziyu even smacked his lips.
"Open a can of meat for her."
Song Ziyu said again.
After Michion had eaten and drank enough, Song Ziyu began to ask: "Doctor, I wonder what your main research is at the National Research Institute?"
Michion squinted her eyes and said: "My undergraduate major was in electronic engineering, and my graduate studies were in advanced computer languages and codes. After I went abroad, I further studied virology and biology..."
Hearing these words, Song Ziyu couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.
Computer science and biology are two completely different branches. This woman actually studies two completely different fields. What kind of trouble is she planning to make?
At this time, Michonne continued: "After returning to China, I was recruited into the National Academy of Sciences as a technical talent. My main responsibility is a new and unprecedented field."
"What field?"
Song Ziyu couldn't help but ask.
Song Ziyu had a vague feeling that he was about to get the answer he wanted.
Michonne said slowly: "This is a very niche field. I try to transplant the codes of bioelectronic viruses in virology and biology into artificial intelligence, and create a virus that can paralyze or even destroy artificial intelligence. Iterative viruses, I call this discipline a new field of electronic biological virology.”
