Chapter 53 Nutrient Solution Update

When Shen Jian received Shen Xiuzhu's communication request, he had just seen a transparent giant bowl similar to the barrier in the submerged ship. He paused for a moment and connected the communication in front of Shen An and others, "Shen Xiuzhu."

"Yeah." The person on the other end responded in a hoarse voice, "Where are you?"

Shen Jian paused, and cast his gaze towards the faintly visible group of small robots underground, "Medieval Station."

The communication was silent for a while, and Shen Jian calmly waited for the boat to sink, as if he didn't care about the sudden silence.

Solomon began to track the signal source of the message, and then told Shen Jian that he had no special reaction.

"Please take care of the Middle Ages first." Chen Xiuzhu's dry voice came, and he returned to the wrinkled appearance when he first met, "I have a small request, can you only take Chen An with you?"

Shen Jian paused again, turned sideways and glanced at Solomon. The machine came up and showed the inspection result again that there was no abnormality in the communication number.

So Shen Jian nodded: "Okay. I'll just take Shen An with me."

The person on the other end of the line seemed to smile and said, "Thank you."

After hanging up, Shen Jian just turned around and saw the eyes behind him flashing red light, like feeding wolves and tigers.

Shen Jian couldn’t help but take a step back: “…What…”

Shen Tu chuckled softly: "Are you planning to take Shen An down with you alone? Suppose you see the machine team below that can be called a country-destroying force."

Shen Lanhe, who was standing at the side, raised his eyes and looked at Shen Jian, then retracted his gaze, "I can guarantee that your Majesty's eyesight is excellent."

A drop of cold sweat slowly slid down the side of Shen Jian's face.

He explained helplessly: “Although Shen Xiuzhu didn’t say it in detail, I think this is the best way.”

Shen An sneered, and stood aside, looking at Shen Tu who was checking the communication status over and over again, “If I didn’t know that he wouldn’t do this, I should have gone to the torture room when he proposed this resolution.”

"...But why me?" Shen An asked, blinking his eyes and seamlessly switching to an innocent, simple and pitiful expression, "Your Majesty, have you communicated with Shen Xiuzhu in advance?"

Shen Jian chose the most cautious answer: “I just learned of his request.”

Shen An stopped talking, Shen Lanhe lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was preparing.

After waiting for a while, Shen An suddenly stepped forward and put a cloak on Shen Jian when he stood up. "Your Majesty, it's windy down there. Are you sure you only want to take me...?"

He did not question Shen Jian's decision, but only gave a second admonition, even though he strongly disagreed.

Shen Jian hummed, and watched Shen Lanhe come forward with a thin syringe in his hand.

Seeing the young man looking at him with trembling pupils, Shen Lanhe couldn't help but smile, "Please rest assured, Your Majesty. Unless it is an extreme situation, I will not give you a shot."

Shen Jian couldn’t help but recall the injection that Shen Lanhe forced him to take before he entered the Fire Seed for the first time.

He was seriously skeptical of Shen Lanhe's words.

"I just hope you can bring a spare." He paused for a second, as if he had something meaningful in mind. "Perhaps you don't know that the leader has a disease, and I don't want you to have it too, but just in case... you should still bring it."

He handed the tightly sealed syringe to Shen Jian, then took two steps back and lowered his head, “I wish you a smooth landing of the flag, your majesty.”

The officers on the ship did the same thing at the same time, placing their left hands on their chests.

Shen Jian glanced at the injection silently and put it away.

He didn't try to think about what Shen Lanhe meant by handing the potion to him now.

There was no need to pursue such a small matter. No matter what, Wu Yanta would not betray “Chen Jian”.

Shen Jian nodded casually, glanced around, and fixed his gaze on Shen Tu who was standing in the corner, “Everyone, be a little more active, assuming that I haven’t come up for five hours, just bomb directly.”

Shen Pingyan raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Jian quickly, but did not answer.

The young man didn't care and turned around. Shen An, who was standing behind him, stepped over and opened the hatch. Three seconds later, the two disappeared in front of Shen Pingyan, and the researcher behind him immediately began to track their positions.

Only then did Shen Tu relax and slump down on the sofa, "I say, you can really talk to His Majesty under such great pressure..."

Although the reason was unclear, the young emperor's aura just now was almost comparable to that of a boss holding a sword. The crushing aura lasted for more than forty minutes.

As if nothing had happened, Shen Pingyan pushed his glasses and whispered back, "If you understand that there are some things we must say."

Chen Lanhe took a deep breath and casually sat down on another sofa. "I just hope that the Middle Ages can consume the anger of His Majesty..."

Although His Majesty determined that he would be able to come up in five hours.

Thinking of the so-called "bombing in five hours", Shen Lanhe sighed deeply.

How could they possibly execute it when Shen Jian was still down there? It was just a piece of information that Shen Jian casually dropped.

Shen Tu leaned lazily on the sofa for a while before he sighed slowly, "After I go back, if I don't drag Shen Xiuzhu to the interrogation room for a round, I will resign from the Intelligence Department."

Shen Pingyan said calmly, “Your Majesty has clearly stated that he does not want to say what the two of them talked about. Do you want to disobey his order?”

"Hey, Shen Pingyan, you heard what the young emperor said just now." Shen Tu lowered his head and flipped through a stack of documents handed to him by his subordinates. On it were clearly organized all the records of Shen Xiuzhu leaving the laboratory and entering the Wuyan Tower.

"Didn't I say, come back in five hours?" Shen Tu flipped through it carelessly and gestured backwards to indicate that he should continue to check. "Doesn't this clearly show that your majesty has enough intelligence to show that everything can be resolved within five hours?"

He closed the document and handed it to Shen Pingyan, "Currently, the only person who can tell your majesty so much information is Shen Xiuzhu. Your majesty said it so that you can investigate it."

Without even looking at it, Shen Pingyan threw the document to Shen Lanhe, who took it but also put it aside casually.

They are not the intelligence department, and just because Shen Jian asked Shen Tu to check, it doesn’t mean they can know.

In fact, among the levels of authority in the Wuyan Tower, there are only two people below Shen Jian.

One is Shen An and the other is Shen Tu.

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Shen Jian did have some emotional fluctuations. Although he didn't know how Shen Lanhe and the others interpreted his subtle emotional reactions, he was actually a little guilty.

Bringing Shen An down to see Mo Yi, there was always a feeling of discovering that there was a wild subordinate outside behind the back of one's own subordinate (……).

Shen Jian was silent for a while, watching the impact instrument that fell first break the bubble as if nothing had happened. He jumped into the hole that was about to close quickly, and the little robots raised their heads and looked at him.

Shen An landed before Shen Jian. He stood among the many machines unharmed, but he also calmly placed his fingertips on a button in the palm of his hand.

A small robot grunted to Shen Jian's feet, raised its bulky round head and tilted its head to look at the landing Shen Jian. Shen An stared at the small robot indifferently, rubbing his fingertips on the buttons several times.

【Sir, no threat.】

So Shen Jian put down the hand pressed on his ear, turned his head and glanced at Shen An, "It's okay."

The little robot with puppy stickers on it circled around Shen Jian twice, blinking its eyes, and finally uttered the first sound since the two of them landed: [Father! ! ]

Shen Jian:?

Shen An:?

Solomon: ????!?

Shen Jian immediately responded in his heart: “Solomon, I swear I shouldn’t have raised a wild AI outside…”

[It's the father! !] The little robot happily stretched out its little claws to grab Shen Jian's clothes, interrupting Shen Jian's explanation, and happily dragged him to the top floor.

A robot with bunny ears on its head grunted over and also stared at Shen Jian blankly.

Shen Jian's gaze paused on the rabbit ear with some paint peeling off. Under Shen An's death stare and Solomon's silent protest, he calmly reached out and touched it.

Afterwards, he touched Shen An’s head, which was unwilling to be outdone, before following the little robot forward.

Almost all the robots within sight dropped their work and followed Shen Jian little by little.

Their internal channels quietly shared the feeling of having their bunny ears touched by Chen Jian, and they all made the decision to install bunny ears when they returned. Without the maintenance robot, which had been without power for years, knowing, the round cartoon bunny ears that stood up became a hot item of the season, and it seemed that they had created a list of orders that kept him busy for the whole year.

The man in a dark red Tang suit holding a black umbrella stood on the highest step, quietly watching the little robots surrounding Shen Jian as they climbed up step by step.

He quietly waited for Shen Jian to come up and stand opposite him, standing straight. The young man, wearing a military uniform and cloak of the same color as his, raised his eyes and looked at him. His waist-length black hair was reflected in his dark pupils, and his red pupils flashed a bewitching light in the darkness.

Maybe they don't know how to face each other, maybe.

"You don't have a snake?" Shen Jian stared at Mo Yi for a moment and asked this question unexpectedly.

Mo Yi was silent for a while. He stared at Chen Jian without blinking, as if he wanted to make up for the many years he had missed.

He stroked the umbrella handle, not minding letting Shen Jian wait for a moment before smiling, his tone was gentle, gentle and deadly.

"I don't have... sir."

Shen Jian's heart twitched inexplicably at that sentence, Mr.

However, he was more concerned about the information revealed in this sentence: Mo Yi possessed dark memories.

Shen An moved his fingers slightly and looked up at Mo Yi.

"Let's go in and talk, sir?" Mo Yi said gently, "As for this person, will you just wait here for a while?"

Before Shen An could speak, Mo Yi interrupted him: "I believe, sir, you will agree."

Shen An swallowed his voice and looked at Shen Jian.

The young leader was silent for a while, and whispered: "Shen An, wait a moment."

So Shen An lowered his head and took a step back silently.

Shen Jian followed Mo Yi into the top hall, his gaze lingering on Mo Yi's thin frame.

Huge doors stood in front of him one after another. Shen Jian counted silently, and Mo Yi stopped before the fifteenth door.

"There is one more door, and we will be there." Mo Yi closed his umbrella when he entered the palace. He stood on the ground and looked at Shen Jian with a gentle expression, "Can you change your clothes?"

Shen Jian slowly typed a question mark.

"Nothing." Mo Yi explained calmly, "It's just my bad taste."

Shen Jian's throat rolled slowly, and he caught a glimpse of Mo Yi's face that looked more and more like Shen An, and nodded with the mentality of saving himself.

Ten minutes later, Shen Jian, wearing a black gilded Tang suit, sat on the only chair on the top floor of the central hall.

His short black hair was tied into a small bun with a gold ring, and a shiny jade pendant hung on the knot. He held his forehead calmly and silently: "Mo Yi..."

Mo Yi shook his head, put the umbrella beside him, and stood three steps away from Shen Jian, “Mr.

"I'm not saying this to prove that my memory has not been reset." Mo Yi said calmly.

In the empty and dark palace, his words almost echoed.

Shen Jian looked at the person who had already been sentenced to death in his heart, and asked softly: "So?"

"Alas. I already call you Sir." Mo Yi relaxed his brows helplessly, "Sir, the one with the snake is the Mo Yi from your world, right?"

He approached Shen Jian slowly, then knelt down on his side, approaching him silently and carefully: “Have you found Shen Xiuzhu?”

“Found it.” Shen Jian put his hand on Shen Xiuzhu’s hair and stroked it gently.

"Oh, then you must know that machine." Mo Yi said calmly, "I guess Shen Xiuzhu must have communicated with you before coming here."

"But he won't tell you that these two worlds have already overlapped."

Shen Jian subconsciously paused while playing with Mo Yi's hair.

He suddenly realized something, lowered his head and pinched Mo Yi's jaw to force him to look up, using all his strength to crush the connecting bone and save a tongue that was about to be broken.

"...commit suicide?" Shen Jian lowered his voice and asked fiercely, "No matter which Shen Jian's Shen An you are, this is what he taught you?"

Mo Yi blinked his red eyes twice, tears came out, and he said, "That's what you taught me."

Shen Jian’s hands froze.

What does it mean? Shen Jian's brain thought slowly for a while before he was willing to process the information Mo Yi presented.

This Mo Yi, is he his Chen An?