Trafford’s Trading Club

In front of the observation room, the clock fell and frowned, "Why does the child keep shaking the bell around his neck? ”

It's just for observation, it's loaded with glass on one side, and you can't see the outside... The researcher subconsciously pushed the glasses: “It could be an uneasy expression, don't look how old the child is, but it's no less powerful than an adult, we took a few great talents to catch him, and even used narcotics. But now we don't dare come near him, because he bites, and some of us let him bite, but after the bandage he's fine. However, we do not dare to go in now unless we continue to give him anesthesia injections. ”

The clock dropped and thought for a moment, "First calm his emotions and ask him about his family. Especially in his family, be sure to find out as soon as possible... this is the most important thing. ”

As they speak, the pigs in the observation room are already scared to cry, and the frequency of ringing the bell is getting faster and faster.

This bell is given to it by Sister Ink, and not only to it, but also to other siblings in the family: this is the first way to send out a message when they are in danger. The bell is just a simple bell, but it contains scales drawn from the body by the black water itself.

“Sister, come quickly... The pigs are so hungry, they are all bad people, they won't give me any... woo ~ ~ ~"

The crying voice of the pig in the observation room was directly synchronized with the output, the clock fell dust and the researcher listened carefully... The Second Young Master of the Zhong family suddenly said: “There is a family... why should he ring this bell? ”

“What can a bell do?” The researcher's subconscious.

The clock suddenly had a bad feeling. He didn't know where the feeling came from, but it was getting stronger. “Find some food, soothe the child first… then find a way to remove his bell, which I always feel is not easy. ”

“Okay.” The researcher nodded and stepped out.

There is no shortage of food, especially what children like to eat - after all, they believe that keeping these kids in the research mood helps them grow up better.

These children are more or less orphans, they are not found in welfare homes, their former lives were not good, and now they are well cared for here, except for some restrictions on freedom… the children do not care much and have gradually built up feelings with the researchers here.

But the clock felt uneasy in my heart, I don't know why it grew stronger...

……

“The last two...”

Cheng Yun looked at the two more fleshy bodies dragged out and shook his head - this time it was dragged out by 24 himself. He had been experimenting with more than a dozen individuals in a row and was about to come out for a drink of water and take a break.

At this point, Sung Yun put his eyes on the last two subjects.

Among these were the skinheaded young man he had left behind… Seung Yun took a closer look at this time and found that the skinheaded young man's face was quite westernized.

“This guy, looking demented, didn't think he was so good?” When the bald-headed young man came forward, the escorted man frowned: “Cheng aide, this guy doesn't look like an ordinary person... look at his muscles, generally without long-term and scientific training, it's impossible to reach this level... it's like a golden ratio! ”

Sung Yun naturally doesn't understand training, what the body ratio is... he doesn't understand, but doesn't mean he doesn't pretend to understand. Sung Yun is well aware of his abilities. Sneaking horses is naturally top notch, but other talents are usually harsh - but he has the advantage of listening to professionals and being able to listen.

“Will there be trouble?” Cheng Yun frowned and asked.

"It's hard to say, it's just that people don't exercise like this… No, it's about training the body in such a targeted way, and reaching this state is about not knowing why he's going into dementia. ”

“So...” Sung Yun paced, "Let's detain this man first, I'll wait and see how he found it. ”

This man was about to nod his head... and suddenly the 24 who came back drinking water suddenly came down in the shadows.

The cruelty and horror of 24, people have long known it, and at this moment they see 24 walking, which is holding the bald young man, and the subconscious takes a few steps back.

“24 Master... Master?” Sung Yun shouted softly.

I just saw 24 reach out and pinch this bald young man's arm, then his body, as if it was checking something... suddenly he cracked open his mouth to reveal a strange smile, “Isn't there a good material, just take it out early, why waste so much energy with the garbage? ”

Cheng Yun stunned, “Master, you mean this guy, will... succeed? ”

“At least a dozen times more successful than this garbage," said 24. ”

Cheng Yunton bit his teeth and sighed: “What are you still standing there for? Why don't you send this guy to the master's room!! ”

But for a moment, the bald-headed young man was thrown into the room, and 24 smiled and walked in… As for the homeless man who was originally part of the bald-headed young man group, no one cared, and was again locked in the original room.

“Cheng Assistant, what if this bald young man has some background?” It was also the first time that the bald young man was seen to be somewhat extraordinary, at a time when he was whispering by the clouds.

Sung Yun waved: “If you can succeed, it's not a hassle... If you can succeed, no matter what the hassle, master can crush it, right? ”

The man nodded, knowing the enormous energy behind the Zhong family, and certainly would not question that statement.

What people think out there, 24 doesn't care.

He was measuring the bald young man standing there stubbornly… 24 walked up to the young man and said, "Well, people on the Internet say that bald heads are powerful. Is it true? Bald, so strong? ”

“Idiot 24! Idiot 24!! That's comics!! Idiot 24!! ”

24 Grab the crow on his shoulder and throw it away - not at the wall this time, but directly at the bald young man.

The crow instantly turned into a dark shadow, wrapping the bald young man directly like a black cocoon.

24 Slow down: “This should be pretty much enough to withstand my consciousness...”

Transforming souls?

He would do this for the clock dust, even though he was an immortal magician, but it was not entirely clear to him what was involved in the realm of the soul - not that it could not be done, but that the cost and the result was simply to allow the individual to use the spell, which was simply unequal.

24 It was just an attempt to replace himself with a better body - he was involved in this subworld, and time was too hasty, and the body that consciousness depended on was incredible.

Of course, as a magician, he doesn't care much about physical matters —— but he's got a few punches in his hand, almost bursting with bones by a guy with a lot of power, and there's another kind of Fae energy that stays in the body all the time, rather than spending time expelling that Fae energy, and then nurturing the wounds to the body, so it's faster to replace a body shell.

It's not easy to find a new body that fits you - at least not one of the dead bums in front will satisfy him.

The shadow of crowing is now analyzing the body of this bald-headed young man.

24 The dim eyes also became brighter and brighter, "I actually found the treasure... the potential of this body? ”

He doesn't care much about physical problems, as long as it fits his soul and allows the spell to work smoothly - but if the physical potential of the new body itself is high, he is naturally happy to see it... at least he doesn't throw up a little blood when he fights with a warrior, doesn't he?

The crow's voice suddenly rang, “Idiot 24, deconstruction complete! ”

24 More and more satisfied, “It's amazing, this body only has a simple consciousness, not even a soul, it was born to be a container...”

He revealed a smile, his body walked into the black cocoon and blended in little by little...

……

……

The boat has left the pier completely… the city can only see a few faint lights at this time.

“It's only been a little while, can't you give up so soon?” In the sea breeze, 'Tang Tianlin' came to Nan Xiaonan, who was brewing on the deck with red wine in his left hand and two tall cups in his right hand, smiling: “Take a break? ”

Red wine has lower sugar content... She looks at red wine and thinks about heat - in fact, she prefers beverages like Coke, and she hears there's a unique name, "Happy Water"?

“No, I don't drink.” She said softly - it's not just sugar, it's alcohol that affects brain activity and doesn't allow her to accelerate her thinking.

‘Tang Tianlin' doesn't mind either. In his memory, Nan Xiaonan is indeed a man who barely touches alcohol.

“By the way, let me ask you something.” She blew her hair away in the sea breeze, "that night, you took the clone with you, in addition to Haus? How did you get this clone, or did he get rid of it? ”

‘Tang Tianlin’ said: 'I don't know... he's missing. ”

“Missing?” She analyzed the veracity of the sentence.

‘Tang Tianlin’ said: “After coming out of the secret passage that day, I actually hid the experiment in a fake mountain behind the exit, thinking about waiting for things to pass before retrieving it. But when I went back, he was gone, and I couldn't find him. ”

“Left by yourself? ”

“Perhaps…” ‘Tang Tianlin’ said uncertainly.

“This guy seems to have a little consciousness of his own...” She recalls the clone moving itself after the incubator burst.

“Should be.”

She looked at 'Tang Tianlin' and said coldly: “You seem to care more about clones not being able to find them... why? ”

‘Tang Tianlin’ slowly said, "How do we distinguish between a person and whether he is a person… a person who can be morally recognized and defined as living. ”

He also looked out over the city, "Soul? What is that, I can't see it or touch it... but as long as I have consciousness, I can naturally think. Humans aren't exactly what they are because he understands thinking? If he leaves himself like this, if he can live well in the future… doesn't it prove that he's already a real person? ”

She seemed to smile and not laugh: “Is it because you feel sorry for the same disease… you who are the house clone. ”

‘Tang Tianlin' did not say anything, but smiled slightly, lifted the glass and said softly: “A toast to life. ”

The wind broke out and suddenly a fierce sea breeze blew... towards the city.

……

“A toast to the sun, a toast to the moonlight."

The incomplete sound of Bubble Height just buzzed like a fly in the ears of a tiger - that's just another style of painting after the headphones were removed... well, let's just say it was singing?

Wang Hu withstood some impulse to pack Bu Bo Height and moved away from Bu Bo Height - since receiving the task of monitoring the situation in the building, the machine room on the roof of another building opposite this building has become a temporary position for him and Bu Bo Height.

Wanted to fight that woman again... Wang Tiger's brain suddenly popped up with this idea - that powerful, unorthodox woman on the roof of the pet hospital!

Suddenly, the pores all over Wang Tiger opened instantly, and the fur on his watch stood up automatically... he stood up cold.

Promoted, straight... took a jump off the cloth.

“Are you nervous again?” Bubble, take off your headphones.

Wang Tiger walked out of the computer room, ignoring the height of the cloth, and ran directly to the roof, staring at the night sky. Best behind Bubu Gao, he looked so angry, classmate Wang Tiger looked to the night sky.

I saw the night as if it had been crushed down, and the moon was covered by a cloud... as if it had just been dark for a few minutes.

And the stronger wind blew Buddha, and Bubble shook his consciousness, "Is it going to rain? ”

“It's demonic...” Wang Tiger's eyes are bright, "powerful demonic... here comes! ”

……

Above the building, I don't know when, there is a cloud that can be seen by the naked eye... a cloud that spins!

It was a very unusual thing to be able to ‘see’ the clouds in the middle of the night - the security booth at the entrance of the building came out and the security guard looked up in surprise... he found the clouds as if they were still dark red, like demonic clouds.

The security guard couldn't help but take out his phone and intend to film this scene… at this moment, the sound of his footsteps broke into his ear.

That's the kind of loud banging sound of high heels walking on cement pavements.

He looked in silence, and in the night, he saw a woman walking slowly...

Black dress... black lips with cold eyes.

The security guard shrugged, the woman was so beautiful, but he suddenly shook a chill... the woman appeared in front of him as if she had ignored the space.

“You...” He couldn't speak, so his neck let this beautiful and horrible woman grab him and lift him up!

“Where did you... catch my pig? Say it!!”

Women's hair, slight breeze automatic, scattered... the clouds of the sky, instantly completely dark red.