Master of the Stars

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Yue Zheng sat upright, and was more upright in class than when he was in school.

It was not that he was willing to sit like this, but the metal ring stuck on his neck, which had always released a weak current that paralyzed the central nervous system, so that he could not lift his body up and down with any strength.

He felt more like a patient with a high paraplegia. He was placed in a wheelchair and controlled by the black suits behind and on the side of Group C. He was controlled by the black suits behind and on his side, crossed the promenade, and entered this strange room.

Then he saw the people in groups A and B. They saw that they were also in a state of paralysis, and even saw the catheter extending out of them and the blood flowing in the catheter.

The sound of humming sounded from my ears came from two brothers and brothers, perhaps even himself.

The situation is not shifted by Yue Zheng's will.

The guys in groups A and B in front are even better than them. At least there are sofas and carpeted floors to lie on. In this later wave, they could only sit in a wheelchair, leaning against the wall, shoulder to shoulder, shaking hands and feet, waiting for doom to come

Yue Zheng had no idea what this was all about.

At first he did not know who was instructed by these expressionless black suits, why they suddenly attacked them, knocked down the old Liu, stripped off their communication equipment, and led him here alone.

Now, when I entered this suite, I saw the suspended, seemingly peristaltic sarcoma; and the related catheters, blood donors, and equipment; and the middle-aged white man who was lying on the bed and receiving blood transfusion ...

There is an answer to the previous series of questions.

However, he still knew nothing about the origin of this guy.

The terrible situation, the serious information is not equal, so Yue's thinking can only tend to infinite brain supplement. In the past few minutes, he has considered at least more than ten possibilities that can be used as suspense or horror novels.

But in the end, everything turned into meaningless emotional turbulence, squeezing his heart wantonly, stirring his brains, and turning his whole body into a continuously heated pressure cooker, almost trying to put his eyes on Zi Zi burst out.

Yue Zheng struggled desperately, but the electric ring on his neck just controlled him properly, reducing his efforts time and time again, exacerbating his despair.

Finally, after a strong wave of strong emotions passed over, Yue Zheng's state inevitably entered the trough.

He was in a trance and his expression was blank. He looked at the black suits and some medical staff. He was busy in the room, adjusting the catheter, and adjusting the instrument. He didn't know what to do.

At the end, there was only one thought left in his mind:

How did he fall into this situation?

Trance still has the impression that as a human experiment material that may lie on the operating table at any time just ten minutes ago, although he was somewhat confused by the unknown, he was not as anxious as his father and even a little eager to try.

Think a little further, and it is not an exaggeration to say that you are ashamed.

In his view, it's okay to be a mouse, as long as you finally get the ability to "bite the cage".

He said so and really thought so

But in this case, is there something wrong?

This should not be the case with his life script!

When did you deviate?

Yue Zheng's mental state is no longer sufficient to support continuous thinking. Soon it is a jump, and his brain flashes into a few beautiful faces of the opposite **** who are closely related to him and participate in many people's sports.

It was during that event that he became an infected person with distortion ...

No, no!

Yue Zheng's thinking flashed again, and a beautiful woman's face was looming.

Seems like ... what's the name?

He really couldn't remember it, but the appearance of another male young man who emerged later became particularly profound and clear.

Ronan!

By the way, it was because of the beautiful woman that he had a relationship with Ronan, and since then, things haven't turned upside down. Even if it is infected later, it is quite because it entered the "unfriendly" circle with that guy ...

During and after that, there was more information about Luo Nan in the family. Although Yue Qin and his father intentionally concealed it, was he really stupid?

It was really stupid, and later contacted Clay Labs, and some things were connected.

Yue Zheng admitted that he was very annoyed to hear the name "Ronan", and hate is really annoying, but there are some other ingredients that are more similar to the category of "envy, jealousy, and hate".

Yue Qin was often behind, bragging to his dad about how powerful the kid was and what kind of ability he had. Later, when he contacted Clay Lab, he also heard about the corresponding group, but basically, it was still a lot of hearsay.

At least Yue Zheng didn't feel too much.

After all, he only played with Ronan in a virtual game. What he saw and heard later was Ronan's strong network relationship, inexplicable and very high-end social status.

Under the deliberate understanding and partial conjecture, the relevant concepts are only reflected in a way that he can understand:

Look, the little ghost with unbleached fetal hair has the so-called supernatural ability, and immediately the beauty is tempted, the wind and the rain, and the wanton behavior, if I can do this ...

This is the biggest driving force for Yue Zheng to participate in this experiment.

But now, how could it be like this?

What Ronan can do, why can't I?

How did he do that?

what should I do?

The chaotic thoughts once again set off emotional turbulence. Under the action of a large amount of hormones secreted by the human body, Yue Zheng's heart beat faster and faster. He unconsciously began to breathe heavily, and his eyes became blurred.

In front of him, it seemed that the thin and young boy was standing, but there was no expression, but the position was shining brightly; on his own side, it was dark.

The boundary between light and darkness is not clear. It seems that if you reach out and touch your neck, you can touch it.

Yue Zheng subconsciously wanted to do this, he thought he did, because his body has changed ...

In fact, someone pinched his chin and fiddled twice.

Yue Zheng struggled to keep his eyes wide open, but his severely limited physical control allowed him to only see the black suit that seemed indistinguishable in front of him, even the face of the man could not be seen clearly.

"Instructor Wang?"

"The state of C2 is unstable."

"Really? Then ... let go first?"

Instructor Wang had not answered yet, and the knock on the door rang.

The room was quiet, and Yue Zheng's thinking began to return to normal, which might have been stimulated by the phrase "let it go".

He subconsciously received and analyzed information from the outside world, so he heard the instructor Wang say:

"Please come in."

The sound was not loud and I couldn't get out of the bedroom, but the next moment the door to the outside room opened. After the messy footsteps, someone walked in. Instructor Wang greeted:

"Mr. Tu."

Another voice rang behind Instructor Wang, about the "Zhengzhuer" on the bed, the tone was very polite:

"Mr. Tu came back again and worked hard."

"Well, I think this colleague is not in a good condition and sent him back."

This matter is obviously not important. Mr. Tu took it in two sentences, and the words changed: "This is the one, to wake up?"

Another person replied: "C2 was infected during the New Year ’s Eve last year, and the body fluid was infected for the longest time. The laboratory has been well controlled, but since it is group C, it may indeed be less stable than groups A and B. ... um, awakening? "

Instructor Wang's voice sounded again: "Turn to the third period, or awaken?"

Are they talking about me?

Awakening?

Yue Zheng listened half-comprehensively, but it was the kind of heart-beating speed before, the feeling of being hot all over the body faded away, and there was no phantom of "Ronan" in front of him.

Next, he went through another round of messy detection and judgment, and finally he slowed down, and heard Mr. Tu's slightly raised tone:

"Aborted?"

The voice fell, and the knock on the door rang again.

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