Before Witch Jane could get excited, her attention was immediately caught by the wound on the juvenile's arm.
Witch Jane's eyebrows jumped.
They have bruises all over their bodies, from naked calves to knees covered by half-length, grey training pants, and even a rub on their cheeks. The most noticeable is the red swollen lane that runs through the right arm, like being scratched by a sharp object across the fabric.
Witch Jane's heart hurts so bad when she runs to the iron gate.
He's never seen a big guy like that.
Ten years later, the guard was admired by 10,000 people, but 10 years ago he was wounded and wounded, sitting alone on the stairs of the door of the R-yard base.
Inside the iron gate, the teenager looked at the witch Jane with a slight gaze, looked down at her hands, and then looked at the witch Jane. Visual alert.
Just about to talk to Witch Jane.
The big man obviously didn't know himself more than a decade ago.
After subconscious synchronization, Witch Jane's stomach was still tumbling down the river and spinning day after day. The sound of electric currents in the ears seems to be coming from another distant world--
“Let him trust you. We will guide you outside…"
Covering his cold forehead, the witch finally tried to grasp the erratic communication current in his mind: “Song ——”
Inside the lab, researcher Song, anxious to say, “Connected! How are things with you? ”
Mao Dongqing, silent listened to the researcher: “Fifteen or six years old, wounded, grey training suit, picked up a stick as a weapon...”
Mao Dongqing: “It was after Vega's first transformation. Witch, find a way to get him to let you in and follow him. ”
Outside the Iron Gate, Witch Jane temporarily disconnected.
As he glanced at the guard in the door, his arm reached through the rusty iron fence and his mind was subconsciously suppressed by the big man, making it extremely difficult to even think.
There is no expression on the guard.
The little man outside the door was dressed in an apparently large size one, his skin was milky porcelain white, and his little round face was stuck in the hollow iron door, and he didn't know he could pull it out. The eyes were wet as if they were fog--
Seems like a bully can make you squeeze out of the water.
The guard finally stood on the steps.
He opened the door coldly: "Who threw you out? ”
And when did the R-yard base charge a fool?
Witch Jane's eyes lit up, brushing her head off the iron door □ □, three steps and two steps to follow.
The guard swept him. There's a lot of genetic modification of the beast, the eagle, the lion, the Komodo lizard, and the short guy next to it is probably the rabbit, the hamster, and I don't know what the genetic designer thinks.
While following behind the guard, Witch Jane tried to adapt to the big man's world of consciousness, and finally tried to pull out a little thought and judgment.
The young man in front of him walked not fast. Instead of being blocked by a bruise on his leg, he watched the road very carefully and his eyes squinted slightly. Not like you can't see, but like...
Memories tumble, night, triumph, volcanic mouth-wing dragons circle.
—— "Tetrachromatic vision is an artificially engineered gene that is later undifferentiated and visually degraded by cone cells. ”
This is the end of the first transformation, boss.
Witch Jane's heart beats slightly nitrogen, and her subconscious mind goes to hold the teenager's hand.
The bodyguard reacted extremely quickly, brushing his hands a little.
He was a little angry, and the little animal he picked up didn't even know what to look for! You have to kiss a stranger, you look domesticated!
Wei Shi turned back indifferently and barely wrote three words on his face. Don't pull it.
Witch Jane can only stumble and follow, because she is not fully in sync with the world of consciousness and walks equally deep and shallow.
“You... what's your name?” Witch Jane came close.
“My name is Jane Witch.” Witch Jane said to herself, “What happened to your hand? ”
The dwarf kept squeaking and talking, and the guard just swept his eyes and didn't look at him.
Too weak. The eyes and cheeks are slippery and the whole person is soft, and it is estimated that a finger can make a red mark. I did pick up an abandoned retrofit myself - stupidly standing outside the door, and if I hadn't been kind, I wouldn't have survived tomorrow. Nobody wants him but himself!
At this moment, the rallying bells of the stinging ears suddenly rang.
The choking black smoke was disturbed by the ringtone of the bell, and people kept running from afar and nearby, holding onto the wooden stick in their hands.
There are people in black smoke crying in the shadows, people laughing in the creeps, people talking to the air, people twisting their limbs on the ground, slowly crawling like bugs.
Witch Jane looked up stunned.
The guard saw a dwarf he didn't know.
Two weeks after the last modification, there were a lot of crazy people in the R code base who couldn't adapt to the new genes. His enemies are not them--
The guard carried a wooden stick behind the crowd and slowly walked into the low-lying factory in the dark fog.
Witch Jane immediately followed suit.
It seems more like a “classroom” than a factory. Projections are played in front of each other to teach the most basic reading and writing of the transformed, and the two instructors are talking in low voice on stage.
Witch Jane followed the guard to the second row.
Several short and tall teenagers immediately looked in the direction of the two. They were about the same age as the guards, and they deliberately shouted, “How dare he come in? After class, the brothers show him the color ——", “Shit, I didn't break that hand in the morning, I have to make him lose two.”, “before the transformation went crazy, he thought he was Brother Shao?! After the transformation, I don't know how to clamp my tail to be a person...”
Witch Jane frowned and finally understood several people shouting.
Big man made his first retrofit two weeks ago - cone cell retrofitting failed, gene ratings fell from the original S to B, and the base was full of downhole stone dwarves, all bruised from them.
In front of the two rows of tables and chairs, the instructors ignored each other and were accustomed to clashes between the participants.
Witch Jane watched silently and her palms clasped tightly.
The outwardly enclosed R-yard base is like a distorted world, where the transformers struggle with each other, causing all of this to turn a blind eye.
The lesson bell rings again and the paper is distributed after you go.
Instructors were not keen on the curriculum and exams, and the two of them even talked about parenthood, apparently not finding an extra witch.
Beneath the podium, when the guard with the right hand is injured, do not hold the pen with your left hand.
Witch Jane suddenly pinched the guard's paper.
Juvenile alert looks at him.
Witch Jane kept her mouth shut and picked up the pen, indicating that the boss himself could help him write it.
Select the question on one side of the paper, Witch Jane gently writes a fat D, the next is a fat B... and the next one is pressed against her elbow when she is defended.
Witch Jane looked up.
Amber pupils are slightly brighter and light curly hair almost rubs against the bodyguard.
The teenager's gaze paused for a long time in the small soft hair and eventually removed his elbow.
Witch Jane relieved herself, grabbed the old man's pen and started screaming. She didn't notice the heavy gaze of the teenager beside her. When she looked up again, the guard shifted her gaze.
Witch Jane returned the written exam papers to him, and the guard grunted reluctantly, whether or not it was okay.
An hour later, the paper was handed over and the bell rang.
The instructor walked out the door, and the teenagers just came up hip-hop: “Hey, blind man. ”
It is the guardian of visual degradation that is ridiculed.
Wencheng weighed the stick in his hand twice and finally stood up: “Get out. ”
Witch Jane found out that “going out” was right about him.
Of course it is impossible for Witch Jane to go out and gather herself around the guard again.
Wesley looked at him cold and cold: “I'll let you out. ”
The bullies finally noticed the presence of Witch Jane, the classroom was cleared, and the door was handcuffed by a horse.
The man in charge looked at the witch Jane in surprise and had an abnormal interest in her eyes: “Who is that? Come here. ”
Witch Jane turned around and looked at him.
Soft, round faces with milky, milky, murderous meanings, I don't know where I got them from when I was defending them, they look interesting, and they look beautiful - it's not a good thing to be pretty at a R-yard base where male modifiers make up more than 80% of the time.
A few people whispered something, and then laughed. In the past, they were going to catch the witch Jane, and they mocked at the guard: "Man, we've taken it and left you a hand--”
The silent guard suddenly started and the wooden stick fell on the person.
“Fuck!” The gangster couldn't avoid getting hit on the right shoulder, grinning his mouth, scolding, fighting back, kicking his foot.
Five of the six gathered here, and the rest of them were just about to do something to Witch Jane - who suddenly raised her chair and was right in front of him.
Boom.
The man had a cold head and then reacted, yelling and grabbing a knife from his pocket.
Witch Jane finally knows where the right hand wound came from. Anger brewed in his chest, he didn't give a shit, a flashing sword blade, the backhand was a retrieval. Witch Jane's eyes were cold, and she squeezed out the cold light. Between the electro-optic stone fires, her opponents were suppressed by him.
Witch Jane lifted her elbow again.
The silver glitter flashed and the knife was stuck in his fingers.
Tactical action A12 interconnected C8, ten years later, the big man's hand taught him the trick.
The silence in the classroom surprised even the sight of the witch Jane as she guarded. Witch Jane looked back at him.
Inside the R-yard base, the group of 15-6-year-old students remained in the early stages of a gang fight. Witchcraft, the half-hanged runaway player, may not be able to fight as long as he is surprised.
The heads of the teenagers finally put their hearts to the ground: "Shit, if you don't save your hands, just do it! ”
Witch Jane glanced at the young boss, and they didn't say a word, tacitly blocking each other's back. Witch Jane handed the knife straight to the boss and continued to copy the chair herself - or the most primitive heavy weapon.
The guard didn't give a shit, the injured right hand held the knife, the left hand stick drilled hard, almost never missed a hand.
The two of them were smaller than each other and closer to the back of the spine. Witch Jane hit her head and found the big man. For the first time, she joined the crowd, and the blood came out excitedly, like a leopard screaming in awkwardness.
The guard clings to the soft little man behind his back and has no idea what he's excited about. His spine is slightly stiff.
With only one opponent left, the guard did not hesitate to ravage him, and the knife slammed on the bully - exactly like the wound on his arm.
When the retaliation was over, the guard squatted down, searched in several population pockets full of begging for forgiveness, searched out several green cards and took half of them and handed them to the witches.
“What's your name?” He suddenly spoke to the witch Jane.
Witch Jane's pupils lit up: “My name is Witch Jane,” he looked closely at the boss again, happy: “I know you called Wei Shi. ”
The bathroom sight swept through the suddenly fluffy, smooth little curly hair.
The dwarf was proud to tell him, "Your name, I saw it on the paper. ”
Wesley, um, left the classroom with no expression on her face.
The palm slightly itches.
The two walked out of the factory with black smoke and the sky was already dark. Witch Jane grabbed those green cards and soon figured out what they were for.
Food, medicines and supplies in the R-yard base need to be exchanged on a regular basis. The green card is the “voucher" used among the modifiers. Within 10 minutes of the resupply war, which became the “canteen", clashes erupted between the modifiers.
Most of them are teenagers aged fifteen or six, and there is also a slight age gap. Teachers silently watch rehabilitators compete with each other, even as a basis for ratings of "aggressiveness” and "viability”.
By the end of the evening's training, Witch Jane's thoughts were cold.
Reformers who have not undergone a complete revamping and are not under emotional chains are not allowed to learn guns and fight. The so-called “training” is nothing more than instructors offering pointless and even provocative, controversial instruction among trainees, while the teenagers go crazy to do it in return for minimal rewards.
The R-yard base is graded.
Highest ranked researchers, who decided to modify the “score” and “adaptive genes," followed by the teacher, and finally the modifier ——
Transformers tend to be socially subordinate in extremely repressive environments and, as the last level of the hierarchy, use all means to please instructors and researchers. Even in situations of great psychological backwardness, they spontaneously use bullying and violence to create a "gap” between the rehabilitator and the rehabilitator.
Everyone has an identified need, and it is with acquiescence, indifference and psychological pressure that the R-yard base selects the most suitable human weapon within the base.
Witch Jane followed the guard and confused the training among a group of reformers who were not valued by the instructors.
His eyebrows were tightly tightened.
Most rehabilitators are teenagers and are forcibly shaped into the lowest obedient at the moment when their minds and values are blurred. In order to survive, they can only merge in at all costs.
On the other side of the playground, at the end of the training, the instructor told a simple story: a C-level learner who had undergone a high-risk retrofit was immediately placed in A-level and was about to be assigned his first assignment by the lab.
Next to me is a leaping face ——
Witch Jane turned her head.
At the inverted R-yard base, "undergoing retrofitting” and "undergoing high-risk retrofitting” are regarded as heroic honors.
It's the childhood of all the rehabilitators, and it's the childhood of the big man.
He suddenly turned around.
The guard looked at the dwarf and told him not to stand on the training field and keep up. After 10pm is the exchange time for medical devices--
Before the two men guarded the machine, Witch Jane grabbed the card and slowly spit out the bandages and medicines from the conveyor belt.
"Run! ”
Not far away, another team of modifiers are looking at each other, and it is also unusual for supplies to be looted at the R-yard base immediately.
The two men ran all the way into the woods before stopping their pants. The guard revealed a joyful smile, and the next second quickly converged.
Witch Jane saw the big man sitting down, hurriedly sat next to him, and the teenagers sweated their arms on, their shoulders slightly stiff as they guarded.
This dwarf is jelly, soft and sticky everywhere!
However, when Witch Jane took the initiative to bandage herself, Wesley paused for a moment and eventually did not refuse.
The wounded arm was wrapped in a layer of bandages, and the little man's head was warm and the bandages seemed to be coated with honey, sweet and sweet.
The guard licked his lips unconsciously.
Shorty's hands look soft too.
Witch Jane quickly wrapped her boss's arm around a monkey bread tree, punched a fat bow, and pretended to inadvertently hold hands...
Wei Shi suddenly got poked at the center of the thought, eyes widened, his head shrugged.
First day of picking it up, that's it, no checkpoint! I don't know what will happen!
Witch Jane stopped being discouraged, but soon regained her spirits. He needs to earn the big man's trust step by step, not in a hurry.
The air around her suddenly became cold and hot, and the sound of electricity in her ears rang again, and Witch Jane could almost see the instrument's green light flashing. He cannot stay too long in the conscious world and must withdraw for rest before proceeding.
When the two men were finished, the guard watched the sleepy dwarf and consciously took him back to the dormitory.
The dormitory has two rudimentary marching beds, one with a quilt and one empty. Witch Jane looked at the number on the empty bed - 60 higher than the big man, with the textbook with the name of the previous roommate on the shared table.
Disappearing personal belongings from the bedroom could not be taken away, and there was only one possibility that the transformation had failed.
The bodyguard pulled a bed quilt from the closet and threw it at Witch Jane.
Witch Jane held herself, looked at herself for a moment, looked at the old man for a moment, suddenly approaching.
“No mattress, cold...” The dwarf dragged the quilt toward the guard.
“!!” The guard couldn't help but wonder if he was angry or something, slightly reddened behind his ear: “Where are his hands and hands? ”
Witch Jane shouted and took her paws off the boss's belly. The eyes were crystal bright and the quilt moved to the front and continued to pounce across the quilt ——
Younger bosses are greener than they are 10 years later, without professional training, and don't even have to beat him up! If you fight for it yourself, you'll get half the bed!
Witch Jane Doo is full of spirit.
Wei Shi was thrown into a quilt and caught by the witch Jane and arched everywhere. He couldn't help but grab the dwarf dead, his nose flapping with light brown soft hair and a hint of mint sweet milk filling his nostrils.
Suddenly, his face was red, and he was cold and indifferent. “Don't make a scene! ”
Witch Jane is finally not cold.
He sucked on his nose. Ten years ago, the old man had a soft, sunny hay and nutty taste! Witch Jane drilled into the boss's arms again and couldn't tell the excitement.
The guard hummed his head and acquiesced to his squeezing in bed.
“Wei...” Witch Jane's subconscious thoughts floated, vaguely screaming.
A silent three seconds is a good answer.
“Boss...”
The guard was confused: "What--” and when he lowered his head again, the dwarf had fallen asleep snoring.
“…” he stuffed the person in the quilt and decided not to compare it to him.
The night wind gently brushed the window fan, then suddenly opened its eyes after many years of guarding, and took a look out of the quilt before going to sleep.
Shaohectares, the rain fell down gently, the guard awoke, took another look at the dwarf, got out of bed and closed the window.
It's like being afraid of people suddenly disappearing.
He's the one who picked it up. Someone threw the iron door out. He didn't want it, so it's his.
Witch Jane turned herself over and showed herself outside the quilt.
Wencheng shoved him back in and thought he'd hold hands the first time this little fool met him! Very unchecked! He pinched angrily and immediately reprimanded him.
It is the battle that begins to pinch and seduce itself.
Through the moonlight, Wei Shi took a closer look at Witch Jane's face and finally did not fall asleep.
Floating City Lab.
Witch Jane stepped out of the instrument under her stomach and was immediately held by researcher Song. His breath was weak, his face was white and the instrument had flashed red.
Researcher Song quickly tested Witch Jane's pulse: “Give me the M7 sleeping aid and add two tubes of physical recovery agent. ”
A little researcher went to get it.
Witch Jane shook her head: “No, I'll be right back.”
Researcher Song frowned: "Rest for two hours or you may cause irreversible damage. ”
Witch Jane still has to say that researcher Song is comforting: “Subconscious can logically self-replenish, okay, only for 2 hours. Brother Wei won't find out. ”
Witch Jane nodded for a moment.
R-yard base,
The guard suddenly opened his eyes.
The dwarf in his arms disappeared, and he was the only one breathing in the dorm.
Juvenile divinity changed dramatically.
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