MTL - There Will Always Be Protagonists With Delusions of Starting a Harem-Chapter 147 The temptation to go home

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After waking up again for half a month, Ye Zhizhou was sitting on the hospital bed and turned the star network to push the news today. His eyes were full of stunned eyes.

Is it a dream...

Pulling up the sleeves of the sick suit, the small mirror tattoo on the wrist has disappeared. Called in my heart over and over again, the familiar light screen did not appear again. Stretching out of the fingertips, a butterfly that has become a spiritual force is gradually forming.

There is only this... the evidence that has been spent in more than a dozen worlds.

The butterfly fanned its wings and flew toward the vast sky outside the window. He turned the news over one page and his eyes didn't have a focal length. Is it a dream? People with high levels of mental power will have hallucinations after they are injured...

Tongtian, the East, the mission of the world, and the rest of the world... and Jiajia...

When the incoming call ringing, he hangs up without hesitation and raises his hand to cover his forehead. The memory is sometimes blurred and clear, as if something important is being stripped from his memory... East... But who is the East?

"You can only be mine."

Who is speaking……

"Little brother……"

Don't cry.

"Host, is it going to the next world?"

What are these in my mind...

"We will always be together, the next world, waiting for me."

Ok, wait for you...Who are you waiting for? Who is it...

One face after another crossed his eyes, and he shook his head uncomfortably and closed his eyes. Sure enough, it is an illusion... How can I like so many people at the same time... like?

He has... who likes it?

The instrument's harsh alarm sounded suddenly, and he bent down to bury his face in the quilt, and his mental power was uncontrollably poured.

It’s painful... the body seems to be missing a piece...

The ward door was pushed open, and a large group of people wearing white coats ran all the way. The body was hardened and then fixed on the bed, the arm was injected with an injection, and then the front was dark, and the line of sight was covered by a medical helmet.

"The patient's mental strength is in danger of being broken, fast! Push to the magnetic therapy room!"

"Notify the patient's family! This must be operated!"

"Take out the isolation zone! If the 3s-level mental strength is out of control, our patients on these layers must be stupid!"

"The morning is still good, how come now... Who will open the patient's communicator?! Mom, isn't the patient who is now mentally empowered to be upgraded and not stimulated, can't touch the outside world! How is the star network still open? Who is this ward? There are also patients' families! How have you not seen the figure until now!"

"That, that... director, this patient is an orphan..."

"...all look at what I am doing! Go to the magnetic therapy room first!"

The bed underneath seemed to be moving. He listened to the conversation as he approached and moved his fingers. What orphans, he clearly has family members... East, Tongtian, and good...

"The patient seems to be talking..."

"Let it go, don't block the elevator door!"

"...I probably got it wrong."

The consciousness was sober, and the mental energy of the madness slowed down. He couldn't help but hold his fingers and a tear in his eyes. Can't forget... No... East, save me...

"Scorpio, is this the essence of spiritual power, so beautiful..."

"Ah, a lot of butterflies!"

"Give me shut up! The patient's mental strength is even more unstable, and surgery is right! Arrange the operating room!"

......

In the special ward of another hospital, a handsome young man with glasses opened the window and turned to the bed to replace the withered flowers on the bedside table. "Brother, have been sleeping for so long, it’s time to get up, everyone I miss you very much."

A translucent fat butterfly flew in and twisted into the bed, then collapsed and disappeared.

"Well?" The handsome young man turned around and shook his head and laughed. "The illusion... Every time you come here, you feel that you are still awake, playing and sleeping to tease me... wake up, brother." After looking forward to seeing the bed, I did not get a response without any surprise.

"That's..." He turned and continued to toss how to put flowers that didn't look good, some childish muttering. "If you don't wake me up, I won't see you. You don't know how hard it is for me to take time off."

The breeze picked up the corner of the curtain, and the sun slanted into it. The person who was sleeping on the bed gently moved the finger in the quilt and was not noticed by anyone.

Another month passed, the ephemeris finally turned over the last page, and the new year arrived.

Ye Zhizhou opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, then stretched out a big lazy waist, rolled the quilt and touched the communicator on the bedside table, and turned over the number of the brother and wife.

After a few seconds, the communication was connected, and a hoarse voice was heard. "There is something to say, there is a fart, and I dare to hang my tears off your report."

"Happy New Year!"

Tearing, the sound of paper rupture came, "The first page."

"Senior brother, I really raised my wounds and went back to the institute!"

Tear and tear, "The second page, tear one get one, the third page is also scrapped."

"...x2 type genetic modification fluid, I am smashing the finished product at home, and there is a better version of the improved version."

The communicator was quiet for a few seconds, then there was a sound of something falling and a sigh of change. "Give me the research, immediately, right away! Remember to bring your medicine and brain!"

Hey, the communication was closed, and Ye Zhizhou’s eyes reminiscent of the big brother who almost broke his brother’s voice. He opened his quilt and got up and slammed it in the same place. “There will be a blessing after the death! After the blessing, I am coming!”

The research institute of the Ministry of Military Affairs, Ye Zhizhou ran into the door with heavy snow, and the familiar road to the most horrible genetic research area in the most chaotic atmosphere, pushed the door into the shout, "Brothers, I am back!"

The researchers who had dark circles, such as walking dead, stopped to glance at him, and then turned to him with a tacit understanding, and continued to work.

"People who have faked and ran to stimulate colleagues should go to hell." The youngest sister, He Yu, came out of the printing room with a stack of materials and pointed to the meeting room at the end of the corridor. He said, "There is no love." Those who have already assembled the entire project team will wait for you, go in. Ye Shixiong, thank you for your sudden opening, and our project team has added a month's class."

Ye Zhizhou, who was not warmly welcomed, snorted and grabbed the information that she looked very heavy in her hand. She walked on the shoulder and walked toward the conference room. "You guys who have no conscience, work overtime for a month, happiness. You don't understand it all the year! Think about the bonus, have you suddenly fallen in love with me?"

He Yu erected a **** to him. "I just want to kill you. The subject in our hands is not the end of this one. There is no next one. I have foreseen that next month, the brothers will be arguing for the next topic." A very noisy picture, I hate you."

"You will return to school next year after the internship, what are you afraid of?" Ye Zhizhou threw her a ball and smiled. "Eat, beauty, younger sister."

"Don't look like an old-fashioned, you are a month older than me." He Yu caught the meatballs and smelled it. He raised his eyebrows. "This sugar ball is gray and not autumn. It smells very sweet, what brand ?"

"Ye Da Ge brand love small balls." Ye Zhizhou replied casually and pushed open the door of the conference room. "Master, have you thought about me? I will give you a good news!"

Jiang Guolong, who had a serious white hair, looked at him with a lack of anger. He put down the information in his hand and pointed to the position on the right hand side. He opened the projector in the conference room. "The information is there, take it by yourself. Well, everyone is here. At the beginning of the meeting, you will come to the leaflet."

Ye Zhizhou smiled and smashed the past, first poured a cup of hot tea to Jiang Guolong, and then expertly stood in front of the projector, opened the communicator and began to transmit data. The project team also used to open the information, and opened the recording and recording equipment to enter the note-taking state.

"That..." A beautiful girl sitting in the corner hesitated and raised her hand. I was embarrassed to smile at the people who came over and looked at Jiang Guolong. "Teacher, the x2 type genetic fluid project is not fixed. Lord, my information is ready..."

Sitting on the left hand side of Jiang Guolong, He Yu frowned and turned to look at Ye Zhizhou in front of the projector.

"Did you?" Jiang Guolong doubted and took the memo overturned, and then patted his forehead and explained, "I blame me for not telling you clearly. The project x2 has been with the leaflet, and the information I gave you is The leaflet was sorted out before the hospitalization. He spoke more deeply, and you can listen to him."

After the data transmission was completed, Ye Zhizhou turned off the communicator and went to Jiang Guolong and wondered, "This is..."

“Newcomer.” Jiang Guolong remembered that he hadn’t introduced them yet, so he said briefly, “Ye Zhizhou, the person in charge of the x2 project. Ren Qiao, a new intern for a month, is also a military school, I think, It seems that Xiao Yu is a grade?"

He Yu shook his head. "No, I am on the third floor. She is on the first floor." The Federal Military Academy's genetic research program is divided into eight grades. They are usually concentrated in a teaching building. The first floor is the first and second grades. The second floor is the third and fourth grades, and so on. The researchers who work in this institute are basically graduated from the Federal Military Academy. Everyone is used to introducing themselves to several floors.

“The first floor?” Jiang Guolong was surprised. “Is it not the third floor? I read the third floor of the information.”

Ye Zhizhou is also somewhat surprised. The students of the genetics major can only come out for an internship after the third grade. How did they enter this building?

Ren Qiao slowly rose his face and whispered, "I, I am a jumper. Before I entered the institute, I passed the grade assessment. I will go to the third floor in the next semester. So, why... I didn't say that I am on a few floors. Why do you know... Sorry, I should explain it earlier..."

Everyone suddenly realized that it was a jump, but I didn’t expect this new intern to be so powerful... but it seems to be Ha, how does He Yu know that others are attending classes on several floors?

Everyone’s sight fell on He Yu’s body all of a sudden. He Yu felt that his knee was shot at an arrow and said nothing. “I saw you go to the first floor when I went back to school to report...诶诶You all look at what I am doing, and I am not wrong, she is not still on the first floor."

"Well, it’s good." Jiang Guolong waved his hand and pushed Ye Qizhou, who suddenly started to stay. The tiger looked at him. "It’s all quiet. If you are sitting down, you will go with me to the office, skipping the grade. I have to confirm with you again. Let's talk about Xiaoye, and listen carefully."

Everyone heard the words and pulled them back to the meeting. Ren Qiao sat down, He Yu opened the information, Ye Zhizhou returned to God, went to the projector and opened the microphone, and his eyes flashed a trace of gloom.

Just as he saw several translucent flags on Ren Qiaotou, but those flags disappeared only once. Is it an illusion? But how do those flags feel familiar? Where have you seen them?

Under the conference table, a small, dilapidated mirror full of cracks shook the earthquake and tried to move in the direction of Ye Zhizhou.