Chapter 183 The Fake Idiot Beauty and the Doomsday Boss 10
Cha Jiu's wounds looked horrible, but they were healing rapidly as Fatty Xu drove back to the base at full speed.
By the time the car returned to the base, her back had begun to scab over and new pink flesh had grown.
Fu Changchuan and others were stunned for a while.
Fatty Xu murmured, "My daughter is a healing psychic..."
Tang Xin rolled her eyes and said, "Who is your daughter?"
However, when her eyes fell on Cha Jiu, they were still very complicated.
Even those who had been through thick and thin with the floating team did not dare to enter the belly of the petrified swallowing banyan tree.
But Cha Jiu went without hesitation.
If you ask yourself, Tang Xin can't do this herself.
Fu Changchuan still took Cha Jiu to the best hospital and had a physical examination.
However, after a series of examinations, no problems were found except malnutrition.
Fu Changchuan frowned: "Why hasn't she woken up yet?"
Cha Jiu was lying on the bed, his face was extremely pale, and seemed transparent under the light.
It seems like it will disappear in the next second.
The doctor put away his instruments: "She fell into a coma due to excessive consumption of energy. Her body is very strange, and the rate of energy consumption is dozens of times that of an ordinary person, and she is not a superpower..."
Fu Changchuan was stunned: "She is not a superpower"
The doctor handed over a data sheet: "The emergence of people with special abilities is due to the fact that after humans are exposed to radiation, the potential of a certain part of the body is stimulated. In medical terms, it is manifested as a sharp increase in a certain body value, breaking the balance."
"But her body's various values are very balanced and maintain the level of an ordinary person."
Suddenly, a ridiculous idea occurred to Fu Changchuan: "Is it possible that these values can be compressed?"
The doctor smiled and said, "In theory, suppressing potential can lead to compression of body values. However, at present, the medical level of our base is not yet able to suppress the potential of people with special abilities."
After the doctor left, Fu Changchuan stayed beside Cha Jiu and pondered for a long time.
The lighter flickered in his hand, just like his complicated mood at the moment.
"Shen Mian." Fu Changchuan whispered her name.
He has so many superpowers, but he doesn't have the characteristics of a superpower user, and he is immune to his petrification damage.
Who is she?
…
Yuan Feiyun brought the core sample of the Devouring Banyan, which made Jiang Tiantian very excited.
She couldn't wait to take the box containing the samples, and without even saying thank you, she turned around and hurried to the laboratory.
Yuan Feiyun withdrew his hand from mid-air, looking slightly surprised.
After all, in order to obtain this sample, he reported to his superiors five or six times and applied for a considerable sum of money as a mission reward.
As a result, Jiang Tiantian naturally ignored it.
But the next second, Jiang Tiantian happily waved to him to come over and look at the sample images under the microscope together.
"The genes of the Devouring Banyan are indeed powerful. Using them to improve the old version of the toxin, it is estimated that the power of the biochemical gun can be increased by 70%."
Jiang Tiantian smiled sweetly and excitedly took Yuan Feiyun's hand to introduce him.
The cold hardness on Yuan Feiyun's face had softened a lot.
Yes, most scholars doing research are like this; they are devout believers in science, but lack a little in terms of human relationships.
We cannot judge them by worldly standards.
Thinking of this, Yuan Feiyun's dissatisfaction completely disappeared.
"Congratulations, Miss Shen." He congratulated Jiang Tiantian in advance: "If the biochemical gun can be improved, it will definitely be a blessing for our army. Maybe when Commander Yuan comes back, he will award you the Medal of Outstanding Researcher."
Jiang Tiantian felt a little uneasy after hearing this.
She knew that this medal was an honor and that the recipient would enjoy the highest level of citizen treatment for life, and that it would also be recorded in the history of the North District Base.
So far, only five elderly researchers in the North District have obtained it.
Jiang Tiantian is very confident that she can become the youngest medal recipient.
"By the way, Chief Yuan's surname is also Yuan. Between you two..." Jiang Tiantian was a little curious.
Yuan Feiyun smiled slightly: "Commander Yuan is my father."
Jiang Tiantian suddenly realized, and her mouth opened slightly in surprise.
Yuan Feiyun looked at her cute and innocent appearance, and his usually arrogant and cold lip lines softened.
"It was he who decided to rescue you and your family from the South District Base. However, he is not at the base right now. When he comes back, he will definitely see you first."
Yuan Feiyun paused for a moment and said, "Weapon improvement is not something that can be done overnight. I wonder if I will have the opportunity to invite Miss Shen to dinner with me tonight."
Jiang Tiantian's face flushed slightly and she nodded.
Yuan Feiyun is handsome and is the son of the base chief. There is no reason for her not to seize this opportunity.
…
Not long after Cha Jiu was discharged from the hospital, he recovered as usual and was full of energy and vitality.
The system prompted her that Fu Changchuan's favorability had reached 30%, which was enough to prove that the injury this time was worth it.
When Fatty Xu heard that she was malnourished, he cooked a large bowl of tomato, egg, and luncheon meat noodles and forced her to eat it quickly.
Tang Xin's attitude towards Cha Jiu also softened a bit.
Guan Xian became more and more enthusiastic. Every time he saw Cha Jiu appear, he was like a hungry wolf eyeing its prey, and he would force her to study various weapon improvements together.
In just a few days, Cha Jiu and he transformed 58 commonly used military weapons and developed all kinds of strange things, such as drugs that make mutant plants vomit, and biochemical toxins that make thorny vines dance on the ground...
Cha Jiu was so tired that he vomited. He had used up all the nutrients from Fatty Xu's bowl of egg noodles.
Even her face looked thinner.
Finally, Fu Changchuan showed mercy and rescued her from the entanglement of the orchestra and took her to the kitchen to cook something to eat.
Fu Changchuan skillfully prepared the batter, heated the pan, added oil, grasped the handle with his bony fingers, and with a beautiful toss, flipped the pancake over.
Cha Jiu circled around him, her eyes darting around, curiously watching his movements, her nose greedily capturing the scent in the air.
Like a greedy cat.
Fu Changchuan almost bumped into her several times.
"Okay, stop moving."
He turned around, and before Cha Jiu knew what was happening, he felt a pair of big hands grabbing his waist, and then his feet left the ground and he was carried to sit on a clean table nearby.
This area is not used to store anything or cook food, so it is just left empty, allowing Cha Jiu to sit and watch all of Fu Changchuan's actions.
Fu Changchuan always felt that burning gaze staring at his profile.
But when he turned around, Cha Jiu was looking at the pancake in his hand very attentively.
The most disorienting thing is the vague gaze following you.
Soon, the hot pancakes were ready.
“Is it delicious?”
In fact, Fu Changchuan felt that there was no need for him to ask this question.
Because the eager look on Cha Jiu's face, with his fingers red from being burned and him gasping for air while he quickly bit off half of the pancake, was enough to prove her favor.
But she stopped eating halfway through.
Fu Changchuan saw her tearing off the small edge she had bitten and asked, "You don't want to eat it anymore?"
Cha Jiu shook her head and handed him the remaining half, her meaning was obvious.
——You eat.
Fu Changchuan understood and said, "Eat it yourself."
He had suffered a lot and had lost almost all desires for this world, including the desire for food.
For him, it makes no difference whether he takes nutritional supplements or eats normal food.
He continued to walk in the apocalypse with a body of low desire, just to continue taking care of the families of his comrades.
This time, Cha Jiu was very determined. He shook his head and insisted that he eat the remaining half.
Fu Changchuan couldn't persuade her, so he had to eat the remaining pancake in two bites.
Cha Jiu was very happy. He took out a handful of Little White Rabbit candies from his pocket and put them in his hand.
Fu Changchuan was stunned for a moment: "Where did you come from?"
Cha Jiu wrote on his free hand: "I helped Guan Xian modify weapons, and he sold them. I made the money."
There are not many people who can afford to eat toffee in the apocalypse, and it is quite expensive. Fu Changchuan suspected that she had used all her money to buy toffee.
His eyes were a little complicated: "Who told you that I like to eat milk candy?"
Cha Jiu wrote: "Last time when we played mahjong, you didn't eat chocolate, and the fat uncle said you liked milk candy."
Fu Changchuan thought that she even kept such unintentional words in mind.
Cha Jiu picked up a candy, tore open the wrapper, and put it in his mouth.
Her eyes were as bright as stars, and she looked at Fu Changchuan intently, as if asking: Is it delicious?
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