Cyril

Ivy found that Lorraine's mood had changed a lot when she talked to him recently.

She didn't know why Lorraine had that almost meaningless smile, nor did she know why his smile suddenly disappeared.

How strange.

Before the two had an in-depth conversation, Lorraine was very stable. He taught them calmly, instructed students calmly, criticized students for wasting database memory in their class summaries calmly, scolded undisciplined students until they burst into tears, and gave several people failing grades without mercy without any leniency - even after he knew that she was a clone who should be dealt with, he was still very stable and calmly proposed to kill the other clone before the police.

This stable mood and strict treatment made Lorraine the most feared teacher among the students. On the last day at the base cafeteria, many students expressed their disappointment and resentment that "future students will not be able to endure the same hardships" after learning that Lorraine would only teach this class.

Ivy was quite grateful for the arrangement of this special training. It must be said that Lorraine's teaching level was indeed very high. The students who could keep up with his progress were almost as good as those of Iris's team members.

Therefore, Lorraine's course results are very valuable. She has heard from Nana that Iris has added new criteria for selecting members:

If you can get more than 80 points from Lorraine, you can skip the preliminary test and go directly to the interview.

In this course, Ivy's final exam score was not very high because she entered the dark zone impulsively. However, she was never absent or late, and her performance in class was also very good. She ranked first in several small tests.

Combining her average scores and final exams, she successfully obtained a good score of 95 points, tied for first place with another female classmate Fengling.

Next is a cliff-like gap. The third place is Song Xu, with 90 points.

"Iris will be recruiting at the base tomorrow," Ivy said, wearing Lorraine's coat. Due to the difference in her body shape, she had to add drawstrings on her cuffs and waist to avoid being inconvenient. "I heard that the deadline is nine o'clock in the evening. Can we get to the base before then?"

Lorraine lowered his head and added a small black silencer to the front of his pistol: "If it weren't for you, I could reach the base before nine in the morning."

Ivy said, "Now that I'm here, can you get there two or three hours earlier?"

"Now that I have you, I will be back by nine o'clock the day after tomorrow morning." Lorraine threw the small pistol equipped with a silencer to her and said calmly, "I really envy your confidence."

Ivy took the pistol calmly: "Teacher, there must be a way, right?"

"Indeed, I heard that your mother is a religious person?" Lorraine said, "You can call her now and ask her to pray for you to resolve this matter within two days."

Ivy emphasized, quickly loading the bullet in her gun: "I got 95 points! Do you know how difficult it is to get 95 points under you?"

"Yes, raise your hand and aim at the target with a missing corner. That's it," Lorraine instructed her, not forgetting to say, "If you had fired that shot in the dark area that day, I should be reading you the score of 95 points in front of your tombstone now."

Ivy: “…”

"Focus. Last time you suddenly entered the dark area, I didn't have time to get my equipment," Lorraine held her hand and reminded her, "This silencer can't completely block out the sound. Pay attention to your posture when firing. Your gun-holding habits are not good. If you keep doing this for a long time, you will hurt your wrist. If you don't replace your ligament, you will never be able to use a heavy machine gun again."

Ivy turned around and asked curiously, "Have you ever replaced a ligament? I heard that military hospitals seem to be very good at replacing limbs and organs."

Lorraine only answered the latter question: "Yes, I am good at it. It is free for my family."

Looking down at Ivy's longing expression, he reprimanded her again: "Don't try to rush to the front of the team like a little wild boar. Take good care of your body. No matter how skilled the doctors are, there will be sequelae after a limb replacement."

Ivy said shyly: "This policy is so good that I am reluctant to divorce. Teacher, can you describe me with a smarter animal? Wild boar sounds a bit stupid."

"Well," Lorraine patted her on the back and motioned her to move forward, "smart little wild pig, it's time to get in the car."

The only way to get in and out of the dark zone is by the oldest car, and you have to do it at night. This time, the situation is special, and they can't let others know that they are going in and out of the dark zone.

After Ivy got in the car, she fumbled for the seat belt. It was dark inside the car, without any lights. She tilted her head slightly and whispered to Lorraine, "Will I survive?"

There was a slight click, and the dim light gradually dimmed. Lorraine looked steadily ahead, gripped the steering wheel, started the car, and gave her a very Lorraine answer.

"It depends on your performance."

Ivy finally found the buckle of the seat belt, and then she heard Lorraine ask, "Are you sure that the crooked heart-shaped thing on your head is a birthmark?"

She nodded, curious: "Will the other clone sisters have it too?"

"I don't recommend you use the word 'sister'," Lorraine said. "Remember, in order to stay safe, you need to kill everyone in the world who is like you - everyone."

He said: "Don't get attached to things that are meant to disappear."

She pushed the metal buckle in her hand hard, and the coldness of the edge left a clear touch on her fingertips; it was too dark, too dark to see the front clearly, and the only metal buckle also pinched the flesh of her middle finger, which hurt suddenly, but fortunately it only hurt for a moment.

This cold and sharp pain made Ivy clear her mind. She swallowed the words "Will you kill me?" and "Are you pouring your love into me now?", lowered her head, and silently rubbed her middle finger that was pinched and hurt.

She thought optimistically that she would not die soon.

At least now Lorraine doesn't want to kill her.

Marriage binds them together.

...Even if I must die, I have to find a way to die as a warrior instead of a clone.

It would be best if it were in a wasteland so that the clone's identity would not be discovered.

Ivy wanted to leave her parents as generous a pension as possible.

In fact, even if she is a clone, so what? Her DNA is the same as her mother's, and she was raised under the care and love of her parents, so she is Ivy.

It was just a violation of ethical laws. If the government hadn't noticed, she could have continued to live as a human being until she died of an unexpected illness.

Lorraine drove the black car straight through the dilapidated checkpoints, around the winding underground tunnels, and drove steadily in the darkness; Ivy leaned her upper body on the car window and could clearly see the civilized and clean prosperous city getting farther and farther away. In the empty night, they were on an old road full of factory ruins, passing through low-hanging clouds and large patches of fog, and transitioning to the dark area full of light pollution, billboards and neon lights. It was very obvious that even in the dark area there were differences in wealth and power. This time, the place Lorraine chose to stay was different from the last time Ivy accidentally entered - it was a slightly richer place in the dark area.

Without the constraints of advertising laws and urban architecture, all kinds of retro neon signs are lit, with all kinds of obscene or vulgar words stinging the eyes, invading people's vision like a virus. Not far away, there is a huge projection of a Buddha statue. The Buddha looks down at this upside-down and chaotic world with compassion. The lotus in his hand is branded with the slogan "Mechanical transformation of the body, eternal life in the cloud". Next to the 40-story residential area, a Bodhisattva made of machinery stands quietly. The Bodhisattva holds one hand up and the other holding a jade bottle down. An endless stream of water pours out from the mouth of the jade bottle, forming a spectacular waterfall about 20 meters high. Someone stands at the mouth of the jade bottle like an ant, trying to jump down——

It's a waterfall bungee challenge.

Lorraine's car drove through the crowd and arrived in front of a low, crooked tavern next to the Bodhisattva.

As soon as she got out of the car, Ivy was stunned by the scene on the side of the road.

A beautiful woman in a silver sequined dress was walking in front, holding three dog leashes in her hands, one for a Border Collie, one for a golden retriever, and a man in a neat suit, walking on all fours and wearing a dog bite control device.

An old man, leaning on a cane, was so skinny that his bones were visible. He was shirtless and had a phoenix tattooed on his back that looked like it was about to take off. A child of three or four years old was riding a snow-white piglet. Young people in their teens were picking up cigarette butts from the ground and smoking...

She took two steps back and vaguely heard strange movements coming from the dark alley next to her. She looked subconsciously, but before she turned around, Lorraine covered her eyes from behind her.

"It's boring," Lorraine said. "It's just a group orgy. You probably won't be interested."

Ivy straightened her back: "Yes, teacher."

After entering the dark area, this unfamiliar environment made Ivy subconsciously move closer.

In dangerous situations, people instinctively approach familiar things, just as they always leave their backs to their teammates during a battle.

When she entered the door, she heard a sound behind her, a bit like... that guy Song Feng. This familiar voice attracted her attention. Ivy looked back and saw that it was when she entered the door. The door frame was low and Lorraine needed to bend down to enter smoothly. He raised his hand slightly, with his palm facing outward, and wrapped around the door frame with rough edges.

The top of her head brushed against Lorraine's palm and she made a "hmm" sound.

He withdrew his hand.

Ivy touched her head and felt as if she had bumped into something warm. She looked back and saw nothing on the door frame. Before she could think clearly, Lorraine put his hand on her shoulder and gently pushed her forward.

He stood at the bar, taking orders very expertly.

"I'd like a glass of rum with lemon, jasmine and wine. I called to order it this afternoon."

The bartender, who had 1980s-style curls and a four-finger-wide yellow headband, looked at him and said, "On the rocks?"

"Add two," Lorraine took out a gold bar from his arms and placed it gently on the table. "I hope it will be quick."

The bartender stared at the gold bar and smiled: "Please go upstairs to room 309 and wait."

Lorraine nodded: "Thank you."

Ivy followed him upstairs. The broken wooden stairs were inlaid with LCD screens of various sizes, showing all kinds of advertisements, such as "A in the morning and O at night", "The nemesis of staying up late", "The same style as celebrities", "Call boys, ducks"... The colorful lights hit people's legs like insects that could penetrate any hole.

Ivy asked quietly, "What does the code mean?"

"It's nothing, I just want to confirm whether it's a customer who wants to get information," Lorraine replied in a low voice, "It just sounds more mysterious."

Ivy understood.

Just like the king of heaven covers the tiger of earth, and the pagoda suppresses the river monster.

Purely for the sake of connection.

arrive.

Room 309 was much more spacious and brighter. As soon as Ivy sat down, she heard a series of anxious "Brother! Brother! Brother!" from outside the window.

The voice was too familiar. I opened the window and looked out. Not surprisingly, I saw Song Xu struggling to drag Song Feng, who was not sure whether he was dead or alive, in the narrow alley outside the building.

Song Xu's anxious voice resounded upstairs: "Brother, you can't get into trouble! If you get into trouble, I can't help Ivy alone! You haven't apologized to her for your vicious words...Brother, why are you rolling your eyes? Hey - Brother! Don't hit me! Your bones are broken, please don't hit me?!"

Ivy: “…Teacher?”

The teacher next to him, Lorraine, had already frowned, obviously not expecting to see the two brothers here. He took a long breath, as if trying to control his anger.

"You wait here," Lorraine said briefly, "and take your guns. I'll take them to the next door and come back."

They are all his students.

Song Feng also counts as half.

Lorraine took off his black windbreaker and motioned for Ivy to put it on. There was his badge on it.

Seeing Ivy nodding obediently, she became much quieter after learning about her identity as a "clone".

She trusted her teacher so much that she didn't even doubt what he said.

"It won't take more than ten minutes," Luo Lin instructed, "If a lady in a flowery dress comes up, tell her that Lin Luo asked you to wait for her here."

Ivy was shocked: "Isn't your pseudonym a little sloppy?"

"It's OK," Lorraine said as they walked. "After all, my wife doesn't even know my name is Lorraine. If it were more complicated, some smart little boar wouldn't be able to remember it."

Ivy: “…”

Lorraine went downstairs quickly to deal with the students who unexpectedly appeared here.

But in front of the bar, I caught a glimpse of a silver stream of light. Her long silver hair was like moonlight silk, tied with a crape myrtle-colored hairband, and a young ivy bud was placed in the chest pocket of her white shirt.

It is the smiling Yu Mo.

Lorraine stopped.

What day is today?

Will Ivy's ex-boyfriends and current husband's dark side meet?

"Cyril," Yu Mo smiled elegantly at Lorraine and called out the name accurately, "You have lived in Hector's house for a long time. Have you forgotten your hometown?"