Chapter 80 I'm glad you guys are with me till now

Chapter 80 I'm glad you guys are with me till now

What "Yanqing" received was a picture, a file bag marked with a red serial number ① was opened and placed in the upper left corner, and then all the A4 papers were arranged in three rows.

There is no writing on the A4 paper. Each sheet is a printed black and white image. At a glance, there are only traces of marks.

If you zoom in on it, you can tell the content of each one.

The person in the first photo was handcuffed and shackled, being locked up in an unknown place. In terms of size, the place was twice as big as the single room they lived in at the beginning.

The second photo is still in the same place, but the difference is that he is placed on the operating table, and those busy around him are all descendants of the Vajra Dragon without exception.

The third photo shows a close-up as if to observe his reaction. In this case, he seems to be smiling and saying something voluntarily, but his slightly dilated pupils clearly prove his current state.

The black and white image does not conceal the details, and "Yanqing" recognized it almost at first sight when he saw the third A4 paper.

Jingyuan... No, not Jingyuan. He was repeating the name in his heart that was destined to never be spoken.

The subsequent images all focused on the details of this experiment. "Yan Qing" clearly saw that they had cut open the chest cavity and stuffed a mass of unknown object directly into it.

Simple, rough, bloody...not following any experimental techniques, even "Yan Qing" suspected that "Jing Yuan" would die of infection first.

But what is even more sad is that he is still alive, and the paper records like surveillance videos clearly repeat his every reaction.

...In the long-term concept, he was indeed immortal, but at a certain stage, he did lose his voice. The onlookers were no longer surprised by this, and no one came forward to check, just waiting for him to wake up again.

Dazed and fragile, he stared at the light on the operating table, gradually recalling everything that had happened before, and then suppressed all those emotions in the next moment of closing his eyes.

A message from "Blade" suddenly popped up above: Maybe he really has experienced death thousands of times, so give it a try if you have a chance.

"Yan Qing", who had just escaped from the paper picture, suddenly clenched Yu Zhao, and recalled the scene where they escaped from the Jingfeng ship on the Star Raft and crashed into the Linyuan Realm.

Did Jingyuan really learn how to drive the Star Raft on the way here? Is the hatred shown towards Master Long really just due to the plot?

Would he have already...

His thoughts were forcibly cut off, and Yan Qing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after looking at the line of words.

He muted Yu Zhao and then made the call.

A simple question would definitely be covered up by Jingyuan, and might even make him alert. Moreover, this had just happened between them, so "Yan Qing" did not intend to hide it, but changed his mind and said bluntly, "You have died before."

He originally just wanted to say something confidently to deceive, but as soon as he thought of the scenes in the pictures, he couldn't control his emotions, "You have died..."

"Yan Qing" clearly felt that at that moment, "Jing Yuan"'s breathing stagnated for a few seconds.

Then "Jingyuan" subconsciously lowered his eyes to avoid his gaze, and his fingers unconsciously twisted the cuffs of his sleeves.

It was obvious that he was thinking and feeling uneasy, but in the end he didn't refute anything or even ask anything.

The belated questioning was more like a cover-up. "Yan Qing" didn't want to continue what he said, nor could he continue what he said.

So Yanqing only asked one question to get the final answer: "Yes or no?"

A long silence often represents acquiescence, but what makes Yanqing even more sad is that Jingyuan would rather remain silent than honestly say "yes".

He just stood there quietly, the distance between them seemed like an insurmountable chasm.

Even though they already knew, I still couldn't respond.

What else can I say? It is said that I have already tried the state of death, and there are no adverse reactions except for the pain? It’s said that someone stabbed me in the heart with a poisoned dagger, but there won’t be any poison left after I’m resurrected? Or did I commit suicide by taking poison, and the effect of that deserves a perfect score?

It sounded like a hell of a joke, but I'm afraid no one could laugh at it except me.

So I can only wait, wait for the feedback from "Ren" and "Dan Heng", wait for the reaction from "Yan Qing".

Even if you are angry enough to stab me with a sword, please don't be silent with me.

Then, I saw "Yan Qing" turned up the volume of Yu Zhao, but no sound came from the other side. I saw "Yan Qing" silently retract the sword, but he didn't even look at me.

If this represents an unspoken end, then I should find a safe way out for them.

In fact, there is no place safer than Luofu, but I think they are unlikely to stay here for long.

Maybe they will go to Yalilo VI to take a look, or maybe they will want to visit the Black Tower Space Station, or even go to the blue planet that the space station orbits to see how it is different from the Earth.

But being an unknown person is too easy to get into danger, unless there is someone to protect them.

I don't know if I can get this coverage for them, but if not, I can still work with the company.

Given the company's power, they can provide shelter wherever credit points can be used.

It’s hard to outline the details, but overall these are the two general directions. No matter what, I can always do it.

When I came to my senses, I found that "Yan Qing" had no intention of leaving in anger.

Then I'll sleep next door? I looked at the messy bed hesitantly, but was unexpectedly hugged around the waist.

"Yanqing" hugged me very tightly, buried his head in my arms, and his body trembled slightly.

I subconsciously raised my hand to pat him comfortingly, but in the end I dropped my hand to my side, "...Thank you."

"It hurts." A dull voice came out from his arms, "It hurts just looking at it. How dare you laugh!"

So "Blade" and the others saw the part about the Prison? Although I don't think there was any video footage of that time, but if a clever bird happened to pass by...

There is no need to go into the details any further.

"Actually, I'm also very scared." Perhaps because "Yan Qing" took the initiative to "block" my sight, I felt a little relieved, and even said out all the concerns that were originally buried in my heart, "But I'm more afraid of seeing you die. I'm afraid that after getting used to it, I will turn your lives into conditions that I can use."

This is not because I am conceited about my own methods, but because I know that they will always try their best to follow my choices, even if the road ahead is full of thorns.

So, if they could just leave, maybe that would be a good thing.

"I'll take this as my final consolation." I finally responded by patting "Yanqing" on the back, then pressed his shoulders and pulled him away. As expected, I saw wet eyes.

But the care before parting would only bring cruelty, so I ignored it and said as usual, "I am very glad that you can stay with me until now."

Suddenly, Dan Heng's voice came from the jade aura belonging to Yan Qing, "Tell him to stop talking first."

......It is a rare opportunity for me to express my true feelings so smoothly, but I didn't expect to be stopped by "Dan Heng".

There was only a one-second delay before a familiar voice rang out from within the jade aura: "Hello, hello, can you hear me?"

After receiving a positive response, Xing cleared his throat and started to scold with a faint noise, "General, this is your fault, the train crew... oh no, you are a big family, you see Dan Heng was stabbed with a sword and turned into a big blue dragon, and you didn't hide it from us, right?"

I stared blankly at the jade omen that kept making sounds, and realized belatedly that it was "Dan Heng" and "Ren" who each made a phone call, and the previous silence was most likely because the phone was in muted mode.

But it's not necessary to ask the pioneers for help for such a private matter...

It turns out that this was indeed a request not for help from the pioneers, but from the train crew.

San Yue Qi's voice then rang out, "Don't just talk about yourself. Didn't you ask someone for advice and say that this person must be reliable?"

"Oh yeah, wait a moment, I'll call him." Xing was obviously messaging with the other end, and he was quickly connected as soon as the phone rang.

"Dear, why are you acting like the little cutie whose brain was eaten by the company?!" The angry voice came straight through the two phones and three jade signs, "Isn't this matter very simple!"

"...Portio?" I asked hesitantly, my eyes subconsciously looking towards the side wall.

Portio is right next door, so if you want to join in, you don’t have to go through such a long detour.

"I apologize, Mr. Jing Yuan. Logically, this is a private matter between you and your friend. Potio and I should not have been involved. However, the pioneer said that Potio must be involved in this matter, so I learned more about the reason."

......So Yinzhi is here too? I took a step back uncomfortably, away from Yanqing's jade sign.

I thought I was expressing my true feelings to "Yan Qing", and then there were just "Ren" and "Dan Heng", but why are there suddenly a bunch of people showing up now!

Is it really appropriate for so many people to know about this?

"It doesn't matter how we got involved. Anyway, I am your accomplice." Potio took back the right to speak and continued bluntly, "If you ask me, you are reluctant to drag them down completely, but they are all loyal to you. Even if you exile them, others will think that this is an alternative protection. What's the use of it?"

Without even taking a breath, Poteo turned to the next angle and continued firing at full force, "Besides, even if you put them in the space prison, they will have to run out to find you under the arrest warrant. How do you think they will give up and abandon you?"

"Yeah, yeah!" Xing echoed loudly through the receiver, wishing she could immediately swear brotherhood with Potio, "A little kitty like you... Hey, Danheng, don't pull me, I'm serious, really!"

As if breaking through the blockade, Xing shouted in a somewhat unclear but particularly loud voice, "It's normal for a kitten like you to be liked. General, you must not feel psychologically pressured. You still have to form the Sun, Moon, and Star babysitting team for the rest of your lives!"

"......" "Yan Qing", who was inexplicably a generation lower than him, tolerated this statement for the time being.

As a result, Potio took advantage of the chaos and said, "If you really can't handle it, just come with us..."

Before he could finish his words, his next words were drowned out by repeated "shut up".

Botio sighed, threw down his phone and went straight to the next door and knocked on the door. "I'm serious, play with us for a few rounds, and I guarantee that you will meet a reliable teammate who you will want to snatch away and make him your wife."

...What a crappy word choice! Yanqing slammed the door shut and turned to see Jingyuan laughing. "If you talk about reliable teammates, then I also have many wives and concubines, right?"

The seemingly relaxed words finally no longer had the flavor of a last will and testament. He seemed to have sorted out his emotions, but "Yan Qing" did not dare to let his guard down at all.

Now that things have come to this, if we let Jingyuan escape again, we will never be able to catch him.

So "Yan Qing" returned to the topic with a sad tone, "But someone is planning to abandon his wife and children."

Jing Yuan stared at him in amazement, and after a while he whispered, "It's not going to come to this."

He naturally understood what Yan Qing meant by this, but he did not expect Yan Qing to speak in this way.

Xing, who was on the other side of the phone, didn't think there was anything wrong with it. After all, "Jingyuan" was "Yanqing's" master, so he was somewhat related to her as their father, which was completely in line with the group name she gave them.

Xing then winked at Dan Heng and said proudly in a low voice: "See, I told you that Potio can beat three people alone in this respect!"

As if to support this statement, the voice of "Yanqing" was heard on the call, "Potiou is right, this matter is actually very simple."

They were obviously both considering each other, so why did it come to this?

However, Jing Yuan was very stubborn about this and didn't even respond to the question.

So "Yan Qing" sighed and proposed a threatening plan, "If we find out that you are willing to die for the sake of justice without saying anything, then we will all go with you."

"You can bet that you can hide it from us, but can you really get rid of all the traces?"

"Yan Qing" deliberately raised his jade finger to signal. Like everyone else, he was afraid that Jing Yuan would feel pressured because of them, but now he realized that for Jing Yuan, who liked to keep everything secret, it was simpler and more effective to take such measures.

With such pressure, he can act with some caution. As for whether this pressure will have an impact on him...we can only consider these things after letting him live well.

Something seems to be wrong...

I don’t know where this thought came from or why it arose, but it always lingered in my mind, trying to break free from its confinement.

The jade in Yanqing's hand swayed irregularly with his movements. I subconsciously reached out to grab a handful, but caught nothing.

Facing Yanqing's vigilant gaze, I came to my senses and explained, "I just wanted to see what Ren sent you. ”

"It's already this moment, you're not going to have to think of some excuses to refute it, are you?" Although he said this, "Yan Qing" still handed over his jade sign directly.

I didn't read their chat history for long, I just quickly flipped to the picture.

The record was as clear as a black and white cartoon, but it made me feel as if I was going dark before my eyes.

Is this what they mean by death?

Obviously the process leading to this conversation was wrong, but the result turned out to be right by accident...

The dark world has not yet recovered, which is obviously an abnormal reaction.

I closed the call with the last remaining visual impression, and without any time to think about anything else, I fumbled and held "Yan Qing"'s shoulder and quickly explained: "I think I need to take a nap first, and the time is still uncertain. When I wake up, I will tell you the result."

I heard urgent shouts in my ears, but my consciousness had been completely swallowed up. When I regained consciousness, I found myself in an extremely familiar scene.

——This is the first time that I was forced to fall asleep and revisit my memories, and these memories are what I just watched.

The real experience is much clearer than the images seen. Even though it is a prison, it is different from the prison.

When I entered the prison, there was a temporary bed there, which looked out of place at first glance. This place is like a cage temporarily converted from a room. All the furniture has been completely removed, like a storage room that has been emptied of debris, which seems out of place overall.

Fortunately, its modification is acceptable, at least it looks like a prison. However, the only thing that is inconsistent with this perception is the operating table placed on the easternmost side.

——Whether it is a prison cell or a medical room, this is extremely non-compliant.

However, I don't think anyone would be able to find out and impose punishment, so this kind of thing is not important.

Now I can confirm that the environment here corresponds to the content in the picture, so in my case...

I looked at the heavy handcuffs and shackles on my body. They were long enough to allow me to move around in this wide cage, and also provide ample conditions for suicide.

However, even if I break free from the shackles with broken hands and feet, as long as I cannot leave this prison, I will be a prisoner forever.

So these shackles are obviously not meant to be used for confinement, and they don't even have any effect like a magical object.

But what else could it be? You can't be trying to intimidate me in this way? How could this possibly work?

I subconsciously wanted to shake the shackles to feel the feel, but as expected, I couldn't control the body in my memory and could only watch him move along a fixed route.

Just as I had judged, [Jingyuan] did not put up any futile resistance. He ate the food and drank the water. Even when small experiments were conducted on him, he never struggled and even had the energy to ask about the experimental results.

"Choosing me as an experimental sample does not require considering the data differences between the many experimental subjects. After all, every time I am resurrected, the data is the same as before." Jing Yuan, who was fixed on the operating table, said with appreciation, and then laughed, "But the breeding blood and flesh you use will also flow into my body. What's the point of doing this other than wasting materials?"

I don't know which Vidyadhara replied in a low voice, "As long as we can get experimental results, that's the best meaning."

"The results of the experiment..." [Jing Yuan] pretended to sigh, and said with regret: "Since the fall of "Immortality", Chi Ming has lost the ability to "reproduce", and then gradually declined with the war. It is really a pity. ”

After saying that, he changed the subject and said bluntly, "But now you want to use the remains of "breeding" to complete your breeding ability. Isn't that a little too fantastical? ”

He tilted his head to look at the breeding flesh and blood that was placed intact by the special device, and said with pity, "This is even just a tiny part of the breeding remnant. You don't think that you can reach the level of the creator god with such a piece of flesh and blood, right?"

As experimenters, no one knows the data better than them. This is an experiment that is almost impossible to succeed, and they have been able to do it diligently until now simply because it is the only way available today.

——But can this really save the Vidyadhara?

Some of the experimenters who were already undeterred became shaken by this. The elder Chiming who had been monitoring the situation wished he could immediately replace him with a new group of people, but how could everyone do this kind of scientific research?

So Elder Chiming held a meeting overnight, using high-sounding excuses such as racial survival and national justice to brainwash those people again, and then expressly forbade them to talk to Jingyuan again.

The next day, Jing Yuan asked some questions related to the experiment as usual, but the experimenter who was under the ban did not respond at all.

So [Jing Yuan] sighed and pretended to be very careless: "I am old, please be kind and chat with me for a while, otherwise I might fall into the devil's body one day if I keep being depressed."

Elder Chiming could best appreciate Shen Ce's eloquence. He was originally afraid that he would lure the experimental personnel into rebellion. Now that he heard that he was going to fall into the devil's body, this state would definitely affect the experimental data, so he immediately found someone to be responsible for chatting with him.

Unfortunately, the person in charge of chatting had no idea about the progress of the experiment. The only thing he knew was that Jing Yuan was the center of the experiment. If anything happened to Jing Yuan by accident, he would definitely die with him.

Knowing that there was no way to find out anything more from it, Jing Yuan resumed his regimen of eating and drinking.

However, the fact that he could perform well did not mean that he was really good. Most of the time, he was curled up in the cell, enduring the strong rejection reaction of the flesh and blood being integrated into his body.

Under 24-hour surveillance, he naturally has no privacy at all.

But it was precisely this state that could not be concealed that brought great comfort to Master Long's heart.

No matter how much information you try to obtain, no matter how calm you pretend to be, won't you still have to endure it all in the end?

So, Elder Chiming breathed a sigh of relief and finally revealed his only genuine smile of satisfaction in the past few days, then turned around and continued to provide delicious food and drinks.

This series of developments left me at a loss for words, but now I roughly understand what the shackles do.

——It is used to seek a sense of superiority, and it has no special meaning other than that.

From this point of view, it has not been easy for Elder Chiming to persist.

Of course, it would be better if they could give up their insistence.

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