Chapter 79 agrees that the probability is one in seven million.
"Let's start from the beginning."
Ah Jun held his head in his hands... well, he didn't dare to shout in his mind.
[…Have I revealed so much? ]
He was exposed from the very beginning. So what was his purpose in sealing his memory and doing all sorts of tricks to complete the mission? Ah Jun wanted to buy a piece of tofu and stew himself in it.
"Not many, just a bunch of flaws."
Please let me die knowingly.
"...I'm now doubting whether you've recovered your memory." Bian Ling gave Ah Jin a puzzled look at his intelligence. "You bound me by shouting at me in the beginning, and you expect me to believe you?"
Oh, yes, he went public through a backdoor listing. Sister Qing only made changes to the system's periphery. Essentially, he is still the one binding the system, not Professor Bian. If the host can't feel the binding of the system...
So this is what it feels like when humanity is completely defeated?
"Then why are you still..." Playing house with me?
Bian Ling raised an eyebrow, finally revealing a look of relief: "So, you were so confident that you came to kidnap me. Who gave you this confidence?"
Ah Jun didn't dare to hide it. After all, after recovering his memory, watching Professor Bian's face-slapping journey was so satisfying that it made his scalp tingle. This was an enjoyment he had never dared to imagine.
Bian Ling was sitting on a peeling bench by the lake in the park. This old little park was deserted in the evening. The sun was setting, and the sky was painted as gorgeous as the day he came into this world.
He let out a breath of foul air, finally unable to hold it in.
"Okay, Lin Jing, right? You're actually in cahoots with him. No wonder your IQ is getting lower and lower!"
"Huh? You've already left your body and your soul is free, so why are you still coming back? Don't you know that disturbing someone's sleep is very uncivilized and impolite?"
"So that girl's name is Leng Xiaoqing. I saved her life out of kindness, but she's actually repaying me with hatred, right? The chip is hers after I gave it to her, so why doesn't she take my copyright! Why doesn't she change her name to Nuan Xiaoqing?"
"When I was alive, I was hunted down because I was just an ordinary person, and now they're coming to cry at my grave after I die?! Chunchun is sick! Sick!"
"I've been with you in my past and present lives? Ha! Ah Jun, you got poisoned by the mushrooms, didn't you? How dare you say such a thing!"
"Would you mind listening to what you're saying?"
…
The sound of Ah Jun's breathing became weaker and weaker, until it was almost inaudible, but he still couldn't help but whispered back:
[…There is evidence for that.]
"What evidence? Show it to me! If you don't take back what you said today, I'm going to jump out of here right now and kill both of them!"
Ajun's voice became even weaker:
[…Professor, look, you can adapt to my body 100%, without the slightest bit of sluggishness.]
"So what! That only proves I'm versatile! My soul is strong! Take it back!"
Ajun had no other choice, so he started to lie down:
[I'm sorry, Professor Bian, I misremembered it. We have no real relationship.]
Bian Ling's temper finally calmed down a bit, but when he thought about himself being dragged here from his peaceful sleep underground, his anger immediately rose again: "What else are you hiding from me? You'd better tell me everything now."
[No more, really no more!] Ah Jun frantically raised the white flag in his mind.
"Okay, then make a wish."
[Huh? What?]
"Aren't you bound to some wishing system? Haven't you completed your mission yet? I've already reached the pinnacle of your life for you!"
At some point, the setting sun had completely fallen into the distant sky. The spring night was still a bit cold, and Bian Ling was wearing a thin shirt, which was now completely soaked by the cold air.
[…If I say no, will you hit me?]
"No, I'll just jump."
Bian Ling looked up at the few stars in the night sky and said, "I'm so angry at you that I'm confused. Your mission is not to reach the pinnacle of life, but to save me, right?"
Ajun nodded heavily.
"Oh, then make a wish. I unilaterally declare that you have succeeded."
Woo woo woo, what should I do?
Didn't Sister Qing implant a more advanced guarantee mechanism for him? Ah Jun thought about it for a long time, but in the end he couldn't think of any way to calm Professor Bian's anger.
Fortunately, his silence seemed to calm Professor Bian down. Ah Jun took small breaths, trying to minimize his presence. To be honest, he didn't want to return to his body.
It's not just because the achievements of this body have reached a level that is beyond his reach, but also because he no longer wants to have anything to do with the Shen family.
Ajun even missed the time when they were just two people and one ghost in the wasteland.
"So, there's a cure for radiation sickness, right?"
It was a long, long time, so long that Ajun had forgotten the passage of time. Finally, the night wind brought a low whisper. Although the voice was very light, he still heard it clearly.
He thought, this is what Professor Bian is so obsessed with.
He tried hard to search in the system program, turning it over and over again, and almost plowed through it all, and actually found the "backup mechanism" buried by his beloved sister in a corner - the formula of the anti-radiation drug.
Ajun was overjoyed and raised his hands high so that Professor Bian could read the data strip in his hand.
"Professor, look what I found! It's a formula for treating radiation sickness!"
Bian Ling took a quick glance and then looked away: "I'm too lazy to look."
【Really don't want to take a look? 】
"If you don't want to see it, throw it into your trash can and smash it."
It was late at night, even the moon had hidden in the clouds, only the dim street lights in the park were still on. Bian Ling stood up and walked out. In fact, he could already guess the general formula.
Since Leng Xiaoqing was able to make the potion according to his problem-solving ideas, it means... as long as he had not been persecuted by the old men in the base, according to the time calculation, he would have been able to make the thing within a limited time.
As expected of him, no regrets.
Indeed, losing him is a loss to the world, not just to him personally.
Bian Ling was in an unexpectedly good mood, but he obviously had no plans to return to Beijing.
"Professor, aren't you going back? President Wen and the others must be going crazy looking for you!"
Just by thinking about it, Ajun could imagine how collapsed Professor Bian's security team was. They were probably in complete disarray by now.
"No, I'll wait for you to make a wish."
[……] So willful.
When Bian Ling "ran away", he threw away all the iconic items on his body. Of course, he couldn't afford to buy food or stay in a hotel.
However, since he could survive even the harsh apocalypse, asking for a place to stay was certainly no problem for him.
"You actually discussed this with someone during the day! How can you say that? You don't even have an ID card!"
In fact, Bian Ling didn't say anything. He just had to act like a rebellious young man who ran away from home, and the old lady in front of him would take the initiative to suggest that he stay at her house. As for whether the old lady had ulterior motives, Professor Bian was not unable to see that.
Ajun watched the professor eat the free dinner. He could have called the police, but... he didn't dare.
To put it bluntly, he is a coward.
However, in the middle of the night, Professor Bian started to have a fever.
It's easy to imagine that with the durability of this fragile body, he has been hungry for most of the day, and has been sitting by the lake for so long in a thin shirt. It would be strange if he didn't get sick.
[Professor, please wake up! If you don't wake up, I'll have to call the police!]
Fortunately, the old lady got up at night and discovered the situation. She asked someone to call the village doctor from the small clinic at the entrance of the village. After tossing and turning for half the night, the fever finally subsided.
On the other side, President Wen, who had already landed in Lucheng, got angry and had a big blister on his mouth. His mouth hurt just by talking.
In fact, it was too obvious that there was something wrong with being exiled to Lingnan, and the other party didn't even bother to cover it up. From the moment I met him until now, he always gave people the impression of being very arrogant and straightforward.
This is completely different from the Bianling in the investigation history. I believe there are also records in the country's top-secret archives, but no one has ever mentioned a word about being exiled to Lingnan.
Everyone knows that no matter what happened to the other person, as long as he is still there, everything else is insignificant.
Then, the man was lost.
"Have you ruled out the possibility of being kidnapped?"
Zhao Er's condition was not much better than Premier Wen's: "It has been ruled out. Professor Bian left on his own."
Wen Xun really didn't want to pursue the matter, but he couldn't help but ask, "With so many of you, you can't even keep an eye on... him, a fragile scientist?"
This is where it gets confusing.
Even if the man who was exiled to Lingnan was extremely intelligent and almost like a demon, how could he have slipped away in such plain sight?
"Did he take anything?"
"Nothing."
Wen Xun's face finally cracked: "ID? Money? Cell phone? He didn't bring any of them? Is he crazy?"
Once again, he received only silence in response.
Wen Xun scratched his head and quickly realized that Bian Ling was definitely planning something big. "It's useless for you to block all transportation in Lucheng. He's so smart and so delicate, he's definitely too lazy to run away."
The other party was eager to come to Lucheng, so how could he leave just like that?
"Then how should we look for it?" They checked all the public traffic cameras in Lucheng, but found nothing. Considering Professor Bian's physical condition, they focused on searching the area near the airport, but also found nothing.
Wen Xun felt extremely overwhelmed. The fact that he was informed of this news obviously meant that the relevant state departments had run out of ideas.
So, where did the people go?
On New Year's Eve, he had sensed the other party's eagerness to make a move, but at that time the drug addiction treatment drug had not yet entered the clinical trial stage. With Bian Ling's serious attitude towards scientific research, he would definitely not give up halfway.
So Wen Xun was very relieved at the time. He even wanted to wait until the drug addiction treatment drug was on the market, and then he would take some time to have a good chat with the other person. Even if the other person was impatient, he could just beg for help.
Who knew that the other party would run away without a word, and even disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace of where to find a needle in a haystack.
Although Lucheng is not big, it has a population of seven million.
The probability was one in seven million. Wen Xun took a deep breath and said, "If he left on his own initiative, then his personal safety can at least be guaranteed. What I'm afraid of is..."
Zhao Er understood it instantly, but he really didn't want to be the guy who understood things instantly. He couldn't even imagine what would happen if Professor Bian had a fragile stomach and ate something unclean at a roadside stall.
"I understand. I'll have someone check all the small clinics, hospitals, and pharmacies."
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The author has something to say: Professor Bian, whose fever is coming down: Hmm, is someone thinking of me? [question mark][question mark]
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PS: Do you remember the sound effect of Tongzi running away? That was a special custom modification by Qingjie →_→. It's a system sound effect, but the user is the host Ajun, and of course the victim is us~ (a little revenge for being overwhelmed by the huge amount of data on the chip, kekekeke)
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