Chapter 1 (1/2)
”Uncle, help me Uncle... ”
”No, you crazy people, let go of morning, let go of him...”
In the research room full of various instruments, children's cries and men's heartbreaking roars are interwoven. On two operating tables that are about two meters apart, yunche, 24, and Zhou Zichen, his six-year-old nephew, are bound on them respectively, ignoring their fierce efforts. Several researchers in white coats push the instruments near Zhou Zichen.
”Uncle Uncle... ”
A man injected an unidentified liquid into Zhou Zichen's arm, and the crying of the child weakened gradually. Seeing that the researchers took a push and shaved off the child's hair, and finally sterilized the scalpel, yunche's pupil enlarged in a moment: ”you are not allowed to move him, do you hear me, you animals!”
They want to open Zichen's head for surgery. Damn it, these abnormal people, Chenchen is still a child. Yunche's bound hands and feet are deeply bruised by the struggle, but he seems to have no feeling. Zichen is the only blood of his sister. He is the only blood relative in the world. He can't watch these people bring him experimentalize.
However, no matter how they struggled and shouted, the researchers in and out seemed not to hear them or not to see them. They were still gradually preparing to open Zhou Zichen's head.
”Dr. Han!”
Researchers like machines finally stopped and greeted the door one after another. A man in glasses, at most 30 years old, walked in with a tall, plump and extremely beautiful woman in his arms.
”You go on.”
He raised his hand to say hello to everyone. The man called Dr. Han hugged the woman to yunche's face. Seeing them, yunche's pupil shrank and clenched his teeth. ”You injected me with the elixir of inhibiting the ability when I was unprepared, and sent me here with the morning?” he asked
In fact, yunche's heart has confirmed that the man's name is Han Mingzhe. He was an associate professor of biology in the same university before the end of the world. Because of his work study, he often helped to clean the professors' offices. Over time, they became familiar with him. When the end of the world came, he ”no, it's impossible. I injected you with double inhibitors...”
The inhibitor is made by him. He has done a lot of experiments in vivo. It is impossible to fail. Han Mingzhe looks at the charged yunche's silly voice.
”Let me tell you, there are no impossible three words in the end!”
”Pa Pa Pa......”
”Ah ah...”
When the voice fell, yunche held up a huge purple and white lightning, and threw it to the two people without blinking an eye. The scream suddenly sounded. Han Mingzhe, who had no power, was split into a charred body in an instant, and the woman was temporarily saved by her own power.
Han Mingzhe died like this. What's strange is that yunche doesn't feel heartache. Maybe he doesn't love Han Mingzhe either. It's just because he has lost too much in this end of life, that he tries to grasp the hypocritical gentleness that Han Mingzhe occasionally gives?
He didn't rush to clean up the woman. He didn't even look at the charred corpse on the ground. Yunche turned to another operating table and temporarily removed the power of thunder and lightning. Yunche almost trembled and extended his hand. At this time, he found that the little nephew's face was not as big as his palm. He was over six years old, but he looked like he was four or five years old. The Zhou family didn't treat him well at all 。
”I'm sorry Morning It's all my uncle's fault I'm sorry