To use a nanny skill as an offensive skill, perhaps apart from Lin Huai, it should be unprecedented. After listening to the explanation, Lu Xiaotian showed admiration: "Damn, Brother Lin, you are so awesome! Why are you wearing Pinru's clothes?"

Lin Huai maintained his posture, half-kneeled in front of the glass, and heard the words "Haha" twice.

"But in fact, I didn't expect them to shock me." Lin Huai muttered in a low voice, "They shocked me just because of a haircut... Are they Touhou Jousuke? Compared to Pavlov's dog, I am I'd rather be Schrödinger's cat or Lorenz's butterfly... I'll kill you all when I go out hehe..."

As he spoke, he showed an expression like a black and white panda head.

"I still want to be Morgan's white-eyed fruit fly... By the way, what the **** is Schrödinger's cat!... They're all gone, you go back and lie down." The fat man on the other side whispered, "It's all this time, don't pretend Forced... go, hurry up and rest for a while. In half an hour, the exhibition... will start. "

"I want to go back too." Lin Huaixu said with eyes, "but I can't control my legs..."

"Huh?" Fatty wondered, "Why?"

Just as Lin Huai was about to reply to him, a very cold voice came from the other side.

"Lin Huai."

It was a man with a long ponytail who was as strong as Zhao Ritian's triploid.

Zhao Jingtian's expression was still cold. He said seriously: "I heard the sound of the glass being cracked by you just now, but with that kick, it wasn't just the glass that you cracked."

Lin Huai looked up at him.

"You cracked, and the prejudice in my heart." Zhao Jingtian said coldly, "I am willing to work so hard for the fate of an NPC I have never met... Congratulations, you have gained my respect."

Facing his sincere eyes, Lin Huai's scalp felt a little numb, and he said weakly, "Don't talk so early, in fact, you don't know me well enough..."

"what?"

Lin Huai raised his right foot: "It wasn't the glass that shattered just now, but my right ankle."

"So I can't move." He added, a little aggrieved in his tone, "Why is this broken glass so hard."

Zhao Jingtian: …

"Brother Lin." Fatty was about to cry, "Why are you so clueless, your legs are broken, what will you do in the future?"

"It's okay, it's just that I can't jump or play basketball for the time being..." Lin Huai said nonchalantly, "It can grow on its own in half a day... It's really okay."

"Do you think you are a gecko..."

In order to demonstrate the persuasiveness of his words, he lifted his foot and shook it at the other party: "I'm used to it."

...I have done more laborious work than this before, such as repairing the head, such as repairing the whole body... He closed his eyes, maintained his motionless posture, felt the tendons, nerves and bones, and gradually repaired and perfected under his power.

While he was fixing his leg, the electronic clock finally pointed to nine in the morning.

Greenhouse Capital Museum special exhibition area - "Eden", opened.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Greenhouse Capital Museum! Today is March 1, 501 of the New Age. Thank you to the Greenhouse, and to the Thirteen Archons!"

"Presumably everyone came to the Greenhouse Capital Museum today for the same purpose." The host with bright red lipstick smiled, "That is, come and watch our latest exhibition-'Eden Garden' exhibition!"

"In ancient times, Adam and Eve lived in the Garden of Eden. They were naked, unrestrained, in the paradise of freedom...until the serpent offered the apple to change all that. Wisdom, morality, and sin took root in the human heart. "

"In the past 100 years, we have divided future criminals from the ranks of people through the study of 'born criminals'. However, this is not the end." The host said loudly, " We all have parents, we all have children, we all have friends. Recessive genes for crime are hard to guard against in the human blood, killing them is not right enough, raising them adds another burden... Finally, we finally have Dr. Lucier's help I've created a way to eradicate evil and change born criminals!"

“…The first batch of reformed people will be exhibited in the Eden Park. Considering the government’s financial constraints and the lack of residents’ entertainment life, Starlight TV, the largest TV station in the greenhouse, specially created a new program with a reality show as its selling point- 100 potential offenders!"

"Every three months, 100 potential criminals are put into the same museum and displayed to the world as exhibits! From daily life to talent shows, every detail of life is broadcast to the world in real time!"

"Among the 100 potential criminals, the four most recognized by the audience will be retained, given their normal status, and returned to a happy and happy life. The four most unpopular natural criminals each week, Will be eliminated. The remaining forty-six will be dealt with at a low price, hehe." The host chuckled, "This is also the value they made for the greenhouse in the end!"

In the crowded North Square, it was crowded with people who came to watch the excitement. The curator of the museum was very happy when he saw the scene in front of him. He turned his face to the director of the Starlight Station beside him, and said softly, "Compared with last month, the number of passengers has increased by more than four times."

"Everyone has a curiosity." The director of Xingguang Station said, "This is very unsurprising."

As he said that, he looked at Dr. Lucier who was sitting next to him, but unexpectedly found that the other's face didn't seem good-looking.

He thought for a while and thought he had discovered the reason, so he whispered, "Dr. Lucier, is that Number 81 annoyed you?"

As he said that, he patted the other person's shoulder: "You don't have to be angry about that kind of thing. If you don't like it, just operate it behind the scenes and deal with him, isn't that enough?"

Saying that, he smeared on his neck suggestively.

Dr. Lucier glanced at the other party, then smiled after a while.

"No," he pushed his glasses politely, "not only will I not deal with him, but I will give him more and greater attention."

"Let him go to the show in seven days," he said. "I'll let him experience what it's like to be a monster."

With the successful completion of the opening ceremony, the Greenhouse Capital Museum also began to enter. Countless citizens, holding four voting tickets, lined up politely and orderly at the entrance with curiosity or excitement.

In view of space limitations, the "Eden" exhibition area is divided into five areas, from zero to ninety-nine, and every twenty born criminals are placed in one area. With great curiosity, Zu Li held the voting ticket in his hand and waited anxiously and excitedly in the watching team.

For him, "born criminal" and "potential criminal" are familiar and unfamiliar terms, like "mutants", like "witches" in the Middle Ages. A noun that attracts people to explore. No matter what era, there are people who are curious about people such as Jack the Ripper, the Green River Killer and the White City Devil. For Zurich and others, "born criminals" are such an existence.

He had seen reports on these "natural born criminals" on TV. Hundreds of years of news reports and film and television materials, they are all hideous, all twisted, screaming, and full of disturbing fear. Therefore, he also pays great attention to his own mental health, so as not to accidentally become one of them in the random inspection every ten years. However, now that there is a study claiming that they can be converted back to normal people, this really has to make him feel sincerely excited and curious.

For the first three days, only visits are allowed. After that, the museum even allowed them to interact with the exhibits—it's really a feeling of anticipation. He thought like this, but he heard the voice of his companion: "Zuri, which museum do you want to go to?"

Zu Li glanced at the crowded team and sighed: "There are too many people in the first few teams." He said, "Let's go to the last pavilion."

Compared to other exhibition halls, the last one is located in a more secluded location. As soon as he walked into the corridor, Zuli felt a chill.

Twenty display cabinets are neatly arranged in the corridor of the museum, and in each display cabinet, a person is sitting or lying. Some of them were reading a book, some were drawing a picture, and some were looking at the top of the ceiling, as if there was something in it that interested him very much.

The only thing in common is that neither of them said a word.

The fifth corridor starts at number 80 and ends at number 99. However, due to some malfunctions at the gate next to No. 81, tourists can only start from the gate next to No. 100. Looking at the people in the window, for some reason, Zuli had the illusion that he was visiting an aquarium.

But this is not an illusion - it is reality. He quickly denied himself, how could this group of natural criminals be as gentle and harmless as those little animals?

"So these are potential criminals..."

"Actually they look a lot like us..."

"What are you kidding? Look at his forehead. It's so wide. This is a typical criminal face." The leading boy in a group of high school students said confidently, "Don't look at them pretending to be gentle and polite. When stimulated, they will show their real response, don't believe you see-"

With that said, he walked to a showcase where the woman was painting quietly.

"Dong dong dong."

With the knock, the woman was awakened. She turned her head hesitantly: "Hello?"

"Hey, what are you drawing? Are you drawing your own panties?" the boy exclaimed.

"Hahaha…"

The woman suddenly looked annoyed. When she was about to stand up and reason with the boy with a blushing face, she saw the collar on her neck, and then froze slightly—

"I'm sorry to bring you such a misunderstanding." She lowered her head and said, "I'll put it away now."

The unbridled laughter grew louder. One of the boys seemed to have discovered a new world and said in surprise, "Look, they really don't seem to resist, and they don't speak swear words!"

"This is the meaning of voting." The boy who took the lead said proudly, "If they want to get out of here, they have to endure it, and they have to not resist, otherwise they will not get votes and will be disposed of as recyclables."

With that, he took out a voting ticket from his pocket and stuffed it into the ballot box in front of the woman. After the green number on the box showed +1, he smiled proudly: "No, this is the reward."

"Ha ha ha ha-"

"Fuck," Hu Die flushed with anger, "Is this game a pervert?"

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