Chapter 5 Having just woken up, her mind still a bit foggy, Maidanglu was parading around town carrying a naked man.
Having just woken up, her mind was still a bit foggy. Maidanglu was carrying a naked man through the streets, completely unaware that something was wrong.
"Chief!" The assistant's strong voice immediately brought the chief back to his senses.
As the person in charge of the director's daily life, the assistant could tell at a glance that he was not fully awake.
He sighed and then asked the director.
"Are you planning to take him to the lab?" The assistant assumed he already knew the man's identity, since many people had seen him return, and perhaps one of the junior staff members had told him.
"Hmm...this is perfect..."
"Alright... He hasn't even had his check-up yet, we don't even know if he's feeling better, and you're already planning to take him to the lab like this? You're practically trying to kill him, especially since he's not even dressed." The assistant sighed helplessly.
The director's face immediately stiffened, and he finally realized that something was wrong. He said he felt a chill, but because he was completely unaware of the other person's identity, he put his clothes back on and didn't realize that something was wrong!
This is his alias, so basically he's been completely exposed!
Although this persona is still that of a child, the soul inside is himself, and he is almost 40 years old in both his past and present lives.
He immediately took off his white coat and draped it over his vest.
The assistant paused for a moment. "Has the director's mysophobia been cured?"
But at this point, the director couldn't listen to anything anymore. Shame made his body temperature rise rapidly, and his expression became increasingly serious and indifferent.
This is the expression he uses to cover up when he's embarrassed.
"Director, how about I take on this important task?" The assistant wanted to take on this responsibility.
No! No need.
The word "no" startled the assistant.
The current director is a very mature and composed person; he hasn't been this excited in many years.
So the assistant looked at him with some surprise; he just wanted to help carry him over.
"No need, I'll take him for a checkup." He felt quite embarrassed as his assistant held him.
With a serious expression, the director hugged another vest and walked away step by step. In reality, he was thinking: I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die. Is there anywhere I can crawl into?
Then, with a blank expression, he continued walking forward, subconsciously heading to the place he knew best, which was his rest area in the laboratory.
By the time he realized what was happening, he was too lazy to go back, since he had just come out of the examination room and it was quite far from here.
Fortunately, his resting area was equipped with some research equipment.
The body was carefully put back. Although it appeared to be repaired on the surface, the radiation damage was not so easy to heal.
So the damage level is still 99%, because he has no control over this body at all.
The only thing that could move was its eyeball, which made it look rather funny at its own disguise.
Looking at his disguise, he revealed a satisfied figure. Not bad, he looked pretty good. This meant that even if his original body was gone, he would still have a handsome appearance.
I originally wanted the other person to raise their head in a cooperative manner, but it turned out that wasn't allowed; their eyes were just darting around.
So I had to do it manually. I pinched my chin up a little, looked up at my eyes, and at least my eyes could still rotate 360 degrees.
We should be content, right? It's already quite an achievement to salvage this disguise, and the skills are pretty awesome. Plus, it tricked the system out of one skill. Not bad at all.
He then revealed a satisfied smile.
"She is indeed quite good-looking."
The young lady was shocked when she followed her assistant to the lounge because she was worried about him.
She was worried because she saw that the director didn't go towards the examination room, so she followed him. But it turned out that it wasn't him after all, and he actually took her back to the lounge.
And so he saw this scene unfold before him, carefully putting the vest down.
Then she lifted his chin with her hand, as if examining his face, and then smiled. (The assistant rarely saw him smile.)
The little boy's eyes were fixed on the director's, showing no fear or dread, only deep affection and respect.
this……
If that's all, she could comfort herself by thinking that maybe the director was just looking him over and there were no other wounds.
But the next sentence abruptly shattered her fantasy: "She is indeed quite good-looking."
………………
Chief, I absolutely must call the police. If there are still any police officers around.
So, in the end, the heavy responsibilities of this world still crushed the director?
If the director has developed such an unhealthy hobby, then should I stop bothering them? What if I see something I shouldn't see? The director will be embarrassed, and so will I, right?
However, things continued to happen inside.
The director had already taken out a large pile of experimental equipment and was gesturing it on the boy.
"This arm is indeed not good. It needs to be replaced. What kind of replacement should it be?" A knife was waving around his arm, but thankfully no one actually used it.
Otherwise, the assistant would have a hard time controlling herself from screaming.
Then the assistant saw the director pick up a pink potion from the very back, the one she didn't know what it was, and inject it into the little boy's body.
Then she clearly saw the little boy suddenly flare up, as if he was in great pain.
The director then touched his ankle.
"Hmm... this leg might be quite useful if we keep it..."
The assistant was screaming, or rather, screaming in her mind: What do you mean by saying this leg should be useful? What are you going to use it for?
This is beyond explanation; this is simply BT (Beyond the Senses).
No, no, I can't let anyone else know, otherwise it will damage the director's authority.
Then I couldn't help but want to look down again.
When we got downstairs, everything seemed much normal. The director used proper examination equipment to check him one by one.
Suddenly, the assistant felt that something was not quite right.
Then, when she saw him take out the endoscope and probe inside, and then pry open the little boy's mouth as if he had no strength at all, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.
The little boy seemed to have no strength at all.
Or rather, he couldn't move his entire body.
She suddenly realized that the drug she had just injected him with was a new drug being researched by some laboratory. HY-254, when injected, could temporarily paralyze an adult.
He illegally injected this drug into the little boy.
The assistant's last strange thought vanished.
All that remained was sympathy for the little boy, but no matter what, she would always put the director's position first.
But in reality...
The director was in a flurry of activity. After preparing the equipment, he tried to get the vest to move its body, and then used a knife to touch these points to see if external stimulation could make it move.
But in fact, his hand didn't react at all, so he said, "This arm is really not good. It needs to be replaced. What kind of replacement should it be?" Maybe it can be replaced with metal or some special material in the future.
And the robotic arm seemed pretty cool, as it wandered off into thought.
After the physical examination, it was discovered that one of the legs seemed to be able to move.
The leg did seem to have some vitality, so he took out a syringe, which contained his latest radiation-resistant drug.
After pushing it in, the leg indeed regained feeling, and the director nodded in satisfaction.
"Hmm... this leg should be quite useful if we keep it..." After all, it's the original part, so a little rehabilitation should be enough.
Finally, a physical examination is necessary, with the internal organs being the most important to check.
So they took out a gastroscope. Since the vest couldn't move, they just pried open the mouth slightly and then inserted the gastroscope inside.
After seeing the situation inside, I have to say that the system's immortality skill is indeed very powerful; it looks like everything inside is a mess.
Meanwhile, the progress of KFC Season is also very rapid, which makes the director very happy.
So everything was done quickly, and after writing a report, it was almost time to wrap up.
As I was leaving, I happened to see the assistant, so I greeted her.
"Find him some clothes. He's not seriously injured. Arrange for him to be taken to my lab tomorrow so I can give him a proper check-up... um... if Kendall is back, take him with you too," the director added.
The assistant gave a stiff reply. "Will my arms and legs still be there after I go in? And he actually wants both of them together?!"
She knew very well that although the director had done some rather excessive things to both of them, it seemed that both of them trusted the director, which might be due to a "baby bird complex".
So, Director—they all want you to be their father, and you actually want to harm them!
"Oh, by the way, I've named him Hongji, so you can call him that from now on." This checkup was exhausting; I'll make some roast chicken when I get back.
The assistant said she was numb and nothing could affect her spirit anymore.
Then, just as he was pushing Huji back—
A figure rushed over quickly, before the assistant could even react to what it was.
Then the figure suddenly pounced on the director.
Upon closer inspection, oh, it turned out to be KFC! The assistant seemed to be hallucinating that there was a huge tail behind it, frantically fanning the wind.
The director was very lenient and let him get his clothes dirty.
The assistant clearly remembered that the doctor accidentally spilled a glass of water he had drunk from on the director.
Without saying a word, the director went to change his clothes, and his skin was rubbed red.
So, Director, what about your OCD?
She was just saying sweet nothings to Hongji, and now she's already hugging someone else.
Ha! The man, the assistant quickly pushed Hu Ji back to the lounge.
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