The commander shook his head awkwardly, trying to get rid of the inappropriate thoughts from his mind.

Between believing that Bu Tiange could really read minds or that she was just being mysterious, he firmly chose the former.

As he followed Bu Tiange out of the laboratory, he asked, "Sir, is there anything else I can do?"

Bu Tiange turned his head to look at him, "Where is my son?"

The commander was still not accepting the fact that his respected superior had a son. He was stunned for a while and said, "He is with several female adjutants."

Bu Tiange nodded.

The system suddenly poured cold water on her: "Host, the little zombie doesn't seem to be in good condition. Please go and check it out immediately."

Out of concern for the merit value (crossed out) clowns and eight weirdos, Bu Tiange ordered: "Where is he? Take me there now."

lounge.

Seeing Bu Tiange, the clowns who were always affectionate to her suddenly changed their attitude and curled up in the female adjutant's arms and refused to move.

Bu Tiange winked at Chen Fan, who understood and said, "What's wrong?"

The clown immediately broke free from the female adjutant and jumped off the chair, holding his hand and saying, "Dad, I have something to tell you."

Shen Fan stroked his head and said, "You can tell me now."

The clown shook his head, "No, I can only tell you this."

As he spoke, he dodged to the side of Shen Fan, as if Bu Tiange would eat him.

Chen Fan laughed, "Okay, let's find a place where there's no one, and then you can tell me, okay?"

He stood up, gave Bu Tiange a brief hug, and whispered in her ear, "I'll be back soon."

"Okay." Bu Tiange nodded.

System: "The little zombie shouldn't treat you like this... Wait, host, you don't really want to use him for experiments, do you?"

"What else? I don't keep useless people." Bu Tiange shrugged.

System: "Damn, he must have seen his own fate. What should we do?"

Bu Tiange's eyes were dim as he asked, "You asked me to take good care of him, isn't it just for this?"

"That's true, but...but..."

"But what? Huh?"

Under Bu Tiange's aura of finality, the system wilted. "But he clearly shouldn't have seen it."

Bu Tiange rolled his eyes in his heart: "You were the one who said his ability was a prophecy, so how can you be sure he won't see it?"

The system succinctly said four words: "Because of the Way of Heaven."

The omniscient and omnipotent Heavenly Dao governs the laws governing the operation of all things.

Bu Tiange couldn't help but sneer: "How do you know that it wasn't because of the Heavenly Dao that he saw this prophecy?"

The system choked.

Outside the lounge.

Shen Fan half-knelt down, looked into the clown's eyes and asked, "What do you want to tell me?"

The clown stood on tiptoe and said cautiously, "Dad, I dreamed that Mom wanted to catch me for experiments."

Shen Fan paused and said, "It's just a dream."

"No, Dad, what I see will come true." The clown shook his head like a rattle.

Shen Fan put his arm around his little shoulders and whispered softly, "No, Mom is so good to you, how could she use you as an experiment?"

"I don't know." The clown buried his head in his arms and said sullenly, like a frightened deer.

Shen Fan narrowed his eyes, his eyes darkening slightly.

night.

The base army changed its flag, and the entire Chinese landscape was reshuffled.

Bu Tiange was busy until late at night before returning to the former presidential residence, where she was now temporarily staying.

After taking a shower, she blew her wet hair and asked Shen Fan casually: "What did the little thing say to you?"