"Hmm..."
Chen Yue groaned and slowly opened her eyes. Drug-dependent sleep did not make people feel relaxed. Even now that he had woken up, he still felt tired, as if he had slept on the floor.
"I don't know why I always feel a little uncomfortable in my butt..."
The face of the doctor who gave Chen Yue the injection was too scary. With his name, it's not surprising that Chen Yue would think so.
Darkholm Herrington, and that handsome face...
Could it be that this is actually the set of a different world episode called "About the Philosopher King I traveled to another world and became a doctor in a research institution"?
Chen Yue could only hope that she would not be "Patchouli, Go!" next.
"So, I'm in my room?"
He struggled to accept the fact that he had traveled through time and met Wang. He raised his upper body and sat on the bed and looked around.
This is a room of about fifteen square meters, with all kinds of furniture. There are some documents on the desk, and there is even a computer. I don't know if it is connected to the Internet. The decoration of the room is very simple, and the soft light yellow light fills the entire room, making it look extremely warm.
Chen Yue left the bed, pulled out the chair in front of the desk, sat on it, picked up the documents on the desk and started reading.
"Name: Valentine, race: Vaifan, height..."
This is a medical examination report form. There is a photo posted on the upper left side of the form. She has silver hair and light red pupils. She looks like a girl.
There is no doubt that this is the basic information of the body that Chen Yue traveled through. It was also at this time that he knew that he was not traveling through physical body but through soul.
This was probably sent by the doctor. After all, his behavior that day was very much like amnesia. These information might remind him of something.
"Wai Fan..." Chen Yue muttered, reaching out and touching the horns on his head. The horns are rough and cold, and the top is not sharp.
Soon, he finished reading the document and learned something about himself.
The name of this body is Valentine, a Vaifan, both parents are dead, and he has an older sister. He fled the Vaifan Alliance because of the war and wandered all the way to Sakaz, where he was infected with ore disease. Later, he awakened the Origin Stone skills while wandering, and was noticed by the dispatched Rhine Life personnel, and was taken to the Rhein Life Laboratory for treatment.
It sounds pretty good on paper, "Being taken to the Rhine Life Laboratory for treatment..."
I believe you!
Judging from the situation that day, it didn’t look like treatment, okay?
As expected, those who engage in life research have a dark heart.
Chen Yue, or rather Valentine, vented his dissatisfaction with Rhine Life Laboratory in his heart and fired a map cannon.
Just when he was about to greet the family of the founder of Rhine Life, the door of the room was opened, and a powerful voice came into Valentine's ears: "Hi BOY!"
Valentine's body tensed subconsciously, and a series of familiar images flashed through his mind.
"Mr. Billy King?" He turned his head mechanically and smiled sadly at the burly man at the door.
Although in the eyes of Billy and not Doctor Herrington, this smile is no different from crying.
"Let me see how you are recovering. Besides, my name is not King Billy. My name is Darkholm Herrington. You can call me Dr. Herrington." Dr. Herrington asked Wa seriously. Lundin explains.
"Okay King Billy, no problem Billy...I mean Dr. Herrington." Valentine complained subconsciously, but he finally corrected him abruptly.
He didn't want to anger the doctor, otherwise something extremely brilliant might happen.
"It seems you still haven't recovered..." Dr. Herrington looked deeply at Valentine and sighed.
I don’t know why Valentine always felt that Dr. Herrington’s eyes just looked like he was looking at someone mentally retarded.
"You must know that you used to have a good conversation with me." Dr. Herrington put his hand on Valentine's shoulder and said seriously.
Although Dr. Herrington was not that man, these words always made him think that way.
"Why did you come to see me today?" Valentine suppressed the unreliable thoughts in his heart and changed the subject.
"Let me see if you have recovered your memory. The medicine injected into you yesterday has several successful cases of amnesia. But..." Dr. Herrington scratched his head: "It seems that you have not recovered."
Only after recovery can there be ghosts! Valentine cursed in his heart, but on the surface he still expressed his apology to Dr. Herrington: "I'm sorry, Dr. Herrington."
"It doesn't matter, I'm leaving here soon anyway." Herington's tone was nonchalant.
"Oh...huh?" Valentin raised his head and looked at the man in front of him after reacting, his eyes full of doubts.
"The people above are dissatisfied with the fact that I treat you too well and the progress of the experiment is too slow." Herrington looked out the door, his tone full of disdain: "A group of bureaucrats who have no regard for life."
"Huh?" Valentine continued to be confused.
"..." Although this child has lost his memory, his understanding ability is the same as that of Valentine who has not lost his memory. It can be low.
Herrington looked at Valentine's innocent face, thought about it, and told the truth.
He was going to run away with the bucket anyway, so it didn't matter what he said to an experimental subject. The contract has expired, and those confidentiality agreements he signed are paper in the toilet.
"When you first entered Rhine Life, we signed a contract with you. We will help you suppress the infection level of ore disease, and you will cooperate with us in conducting some experiments at some point in the future."
"We all know this is a placebo, but we still determined every clause in the contract and carried out it strictly."
Dr. Herrington's tone suddenly became serious: "Every life should be treated fairly, even those who are infected."
This is what he means. As a normal person, Dr. Herrington does not reject infected people. The best proof is that he comes to see Valentine wearing only regular clothes.
Many people have demonized ore disease, and even doctors who understand the transmission route of the disease have been affected. Many people will wear protective clothing when facing the experimental subjects they are responsible for, even if these heavy clothes can only provide a psychological comfort.
"The consequence is that the progress of my experimental project is too slow, and the superiors are very dissatisfied."
"Of course, there are fast-moving projects. The Balrog Project."
Listen carefully to Valentine's excitement. As a player of "Arknights", he knew very well what the creation of the "Balrog" plan was, the invincible little fire dragon.
One square makes no loss, two squares gain blood, and three squares go straight to the sky. As long as she is given a suitable position, she will be killed indiscriminately.
Of course, he also understood the level of secrecy surrounding the "Fire Demon" plan.
"Doctor Herrington, this...isn't something I should know?" Valentine asked.
Herrington smiled, and he patted Valentine's shoulder hard, making Valentine's body tremble.
"I'm going to resign. I'll feel very uncomfortable if I don't tell you some secrets."
…
Just be happy.
"Besides," Herington changed his tone: "If you don't tell me about this, who will know that I leaked the secret?"
This is true. Valentine nodded to express his desire to continue listening.
"The Balrog Plan failed in the end. They got a very powerful but uncontrollable infected person. That child only listened to the words of the leader of the Balrog Plan. If she went crazy, she would not listen to anyone else's words. If she doesn’t listen, there is only one person in the entire Rhine life who can suppress her.”
"Serea?" Valentin muttered softly.
The ears on Herrington's head moved, and he looked at Valentine with more surprise: "Do you know her?"
Only then did Valentin realize that he had let slip: "Well, I once heard other researchers mention that she is of the same race as me and is a very powerful big sister."
"Yes, it's very powerful..." Herington nodded: "The ceiling of Rhine Technology's force."
Valentine gasped in horror.
"Do you know what the experimental topic surrounding you is?" Herington changed the topic and looked at Valentine, his eyes seemed to be full of excitement?
Only ghosts know, uncle! However, Valentin didn't dare to really say that. On the surface, he still shook his head obediently and said IDK.
"The experimental topic surrounding you is called 'Isis.'" Herington's voice was trembling, and Valentine could clearly feel the excitement overflowing from him.
Valentine had heard the name Isis, the goddess of life, magic, marriage and fertility in ancient Egyptian mythology, and was regarded as the model of perfect womanhood.
Wait, something seems wrong?
Goddess of life, magic, marriage and fertility…
Valentine was shocked.
Am I a titty? Also moonlight as an obstetrician-gynecologist and matchmaker? !
The most important thing is... I'm a woman? !
