Summer has arrived in the abyss.

Looking down from the high research institute, the dark green covering the sky rises and falls, like a vast ocean connected to the light blue sky. On the distant mountain range, a group of black winged monsters are circling, making a long cry.

The cry and the wind carry it to the top of the mountain. In the corridor, the branches and flowers of the vines sway, and the snow-white petals flutter on Anzhe. He raised his hand to catch a flower, holding it in his left hand, and used his other hand to fiddle with the end of the vine.

Lu Xun reached out to pick the petals off 놛's collar and hair. 놛 felt his movement, turned around, pulled the vine over and placed it in front of Lu Xun: "Look."

—— 놛 just found a new snow-white bud on this vine.

Of course, there are no new buds on this vine. Whether the bud is big or small, black or white, it will arouse Colonel Lu's interest. The colonel leaned over and kissed 놛's forehead with an expressionless face.

"Tsk." Dr. Ji on the opposite side made an interjection similar to admiration. 놛 leaned against the window, shaking a test bottle with his left hand, and his right hand hung at his side.

In the last battle to defend the North Base, Dr. Ji lost his entire right arm and right calf. The dialogue with the High Institute was completed in such a horrible pain. As for why he survived and did not die from excessive blood loss, it can only be attributed to God's mercy.

Later, Dr. Ji, who lost part of his limbs, applied to come to the High Institute. His brain was not affected, but in this era without prostheses, a right arm and half a leg would ruin a scientist's life. He came here to continue his research. He came here out of admiration for Polly Jones and was willing to contribute his body to new research. With the help of dozens of similar experimental volunteers, the institute has measured six safe frequencies that are confirmed to be transmissible, one of which is the ability of a creature to regenerate its limbs.

In short, Dr. Ji is now like a normal person, although the new limbs are still not fully adapted.

An Zhe turned his head to look at Dr. Ji, wanting to see what he was "clicking" this time.

Dr. Ji was looking at Lu Xun, and at the same time, he stretched out his hand and clapped twice.

"I saw it, Colonel Lu," he said. "If I had seen it, I would have thought you were going to be a gentleman and a qualified father for your whole life. Oh, you seem too young, so just be a good brother."

Lu Xun plucked the last petal from Anzhe's neck and looked at Dr. Ji calmly, with a straightforward tone.

"Jiberland," he said, "I overestimated your character."

"Okay, okay, okay," Dr. Ji raised his hands in surrender, "I was right, I underestimated the moral standards of the Judge."

Lu Xun said nothing.

"I was wrong. I admit that your character is too noble, and my moral standards are indeed relatively low." Dr. Ji continued to plead, and his eyes turned and saw Anzhe holding Lu Xun's wrist and looking at him. "

If I were assigned a little baby like this," he grinned, stretched out his hand, and gestured, "I would tie you to the bed, and then..."

Lu Xun gave him a cold look.

"... and then dissect it." Dr. Ji closed his mouth after saying that.

"Dr. Ji has a brain problem," Lu Xun said to An Zhe, "You can consider using mycelium to treat him."

"Of course!" Dr. Ji was shocked and said, "I'll leave."

Lu Xun's proposal to murder Dr. Ji did not arouse any interest in An Zhe. An Zhe stood on tiptoe and kissed Lu Xun on the side of his face.

Dr. Ji said, "Tsk."

Lu Xun said, "You can leave now." "Is

this how you treat your best friend, Colonel Lu?" Dr. Ji said.

"Yes."

"What, I don't even have the qualifications to watch you play house?" Dr. Ji's voice was mixed with a trace of heartbreak.

"No."

The word "playing house" aroused An Zhe's interest, and he looked up at Dr. Ji.

"So cute," Dr. Ji also looked at him, with a strange light in his eyes, "He will cry for a long time after the autopsy."

An Zhe always felt that Dr. Ji was possessed by something, maybe he and Boss Xiao merged.

Dr. Ji folded his arms and sighed, and turned his attention back to his light blue test bottle.

"Colonel Lu, do you really want to try this?" he asked, "Extract No. 1014, there are no side effects. Combined with the small magnetic pole frequency modulation, after the three subjects were injected, one of them had perfect night vision. This is what you brought back from the abyss a month ago."

The light penetrated through the gaps in the vine leaves and projected into the slender glass tube, and the reagent shone.

Lu Xun just glanced at it.

In the expectant eyes of the doctor, An Zhe answered for Lu Xun: "I want it."

"Tsk," Dr. Ji turned around and left with the reagent, fiddling with the communicator, "Polly called me, bye."

An Zhe said: "Goodbye, doctor."

Lu Xun really wanted it, An Zhe knew.

Besides, Colonel Lu didn't need to acquire those strange powers or skills, he could come and go freely in the abyss.

An Zhe was daydreaming, while the fungus filaments entangled the lush green vines beside him. He had coveted it for a long time.

"Don't eat anything." Lu Xun saw what he did.

"This can be eliminated." An Zhe explained.

He stretched out a fungus thread to show Lu Xun, and the fungus thread climbed to the cuffs of the colonel's black uniform, forming a new green leaf on the silver cufflinks, trembling gently in the wind.

This is An Zhe's recent pleasure. Since I found that I could safely fuse any living or non-living thing, I have tried a lot - except for those ugly things.

One of the more successful attempts turned me into a room full of flying catkins, which almost choked the colonel.

But fusion is always safe, just like Lu Xun said a long time ago, polymorphic monsters will make mistakes when changing their forms. Not long ago, when I was drinking potato soup, I went to the laboratory to fuse a small piece of potato tuber because of my love for this fruit, and then I accidentally fell into a coma and woke up three hours later. Polly said that this is because the frequency of your mushroom and potato is too different, and rejection has occurred. It's the same when you fuse other things. Although the result is always good, the process is full of certainty, just like a piece of sodium will dissolve in water, but the process of dissolving in water will produce an explosion.

From then on, Lu Xun was allowed to eat anything he wanted.

But An Zhe wanted to eat this small piece of vine, which would harm the life of the vine itself. Moreover, this vine was not abnormal at all, just a quiet, beautiful vine with flowers.

An Zhe gently scraped a small hole in its skin, and the juice oozed out.

It was very... quiet. As the light green juice soaked the mycelium, the wind from the abyss blew across the cold sky, blowing on the vine attached to the institute. The sun, the moon, the stars, everything in the sky shone on it. An Zhe closed his eyes, and his body seemed to stretch out like that, and Lu Xun was right beside him. He didn't worry about anything, and let Lu Xun half-hold him and sit on the long wooden chair in the dark green corridor.

Maybe 놆놛 is in a normal state, and the vine is also normal. Lu Xun did not allow 놛 to eat the vine, but he did not stop him either.

Then 놆 accepted it.

놛 lay in Lu Xun's arms, holding 놛's hand, his mind was scattered, as if he was soaking in warm water.

"It has grown here for many years. It was originally a vine that could bloom flowers," said 놛. "Later, some winged animals brought pollen here, and it bloomed white flowers. It thought it was very beautiful and happy." 놛

whispered the emotions she felt from the vine, while she put her arms around Lu Xun's shoulders, snuggled into 놛's arms, rubbed her head against Lu Xun's neck, and rested her cheek against the slightly cool silver tassels on 놛's chest, feeling very comfortable.

Lu Xun said "hmm" to indicate that 놛놋 was listening.

The emotions and memories of a vine are very simple things, and these things can be described in human language. An Zhe searched for some words: "It also wants blue flowers. And... it also hopes that birds, butterflies and bees can come and pollinate its flowers, and then it can bear fruit."

Then there is nothing else to say.

Lu Xun rubbed his hair.

At this time, Lu Xun's communicator lit up. He picked up the communicator and An Zhe also looked at the communication screen. There was a message from the doctor who had already left: "Are you really considering Extract No. 1014? Your friend really needs you and needs an experiment."

——The doctor has not given up on promoting the extract.

An Zhe smiled, looked at Lu Xun and touched the button, and replied with one word: "No."

The doctor replied: "Why are you so indifferent? Is night vision good? Do you need it? Every time I go to the abyss, I worry about your safety. If you inject Extract No. 1014, I can rest assured."

——It sounded like the truth.

Lu Xun replied: "Are infrared glasses okay?"

"Then you can consider 1015 extract, pure black film wings, with an average wingspan of 4.3 meters, and can fly, very cool. I sincerely hope you can experience the feeling of gliding in the air."

"Have you considered it?"

Lu Xun: "Yes."

The doctor replied very quickly, and even through the screen, you could feel his resentment as he typed quickly.

"Times have changed, Mr. Judge."

"You have to forget the theory of ancestry, put aside your prejudices, and embrace foreign genes."

Lu Xun's reply was still simple and indifferent: "Thank you."

"You are right, do you need psychological counseling?"

"Yes."

"You are hopeless!" The doctor even sent an exclamation.

Then there was a text message: "When can you cure your blood and moral cleanliness? You once exiled yourself, and now you haven't come back? I want to splash you with the extract."

Obviously, the doctor has been furious.

After the failure of promoting the extract, it will always be like this.

Lu Xun's expression remained calm, and he replied: "I'm normal."

"Choose one of 1014 and 1015, and I'll believe you."

Lu Xun: "."

Doctor: "Look, there's no hope."

Lu Xun frowned slightly, and after a long time, he typed a word on the call interface and sent it.

Lu Xun: "Ugly."

A short silence.

Doctor: "..."

Doctor: "..."

Doctor: "..." Doctor: "..."

Doctor: "You're really good."

Lu Xun let go, and An Zhe held the communicator, watching and laughing.

I thought, the doctor didn't know it - and I had guessed it a long time ago.

After the "bell", many people voluntarily accepted some frequencies that were certified safe. Some of them grew wings, some of them gained the ability of photosynthesis, and of course some of them also had harmless rejection reactions, and a few of them merged but gained nothing.

But Lu Xun refused this.

Of course, the reason was not as the doctor said, Lu Xun allowed his species composition to be contaminated by other monsters due to his bloodline obsession. The

real reason was very simple.