After exhausting myself to death

The finished product of the analysis equipment is a bit large and inconvenient to carry around. Even if there had not been this accident, Shen Minghuan would still have found an opportunity to bring Wen Jianyan over.

The whole device looks like a huge, transversely cut capsule, just big enough for an adult to lie inside.

Under Shen Minghuan's command, Jiang Yi placed the sleeping Wen Jianyan on it. Shen Minghuan pressed the switch, and the capsule suddenly lit up with a hazy and soft light.

The professors rushed over when they got the news, and when they saw this weird and magnificent scene, they didn't dare to go in and disturb it.

Several people pulled Xu Xiangdong at the door and whispered, "What's going on? The news you just sent back is unclear. Who is that person?"

Shen Minghuan came and went in a hurry these two days, and they still had time to ask Shen Minghuan the specific function of this new invention.

Xu Xiangdong thought carefully and answered: "His name is Wen Jianyan. I don't know the specific situation, but he seems to have suddenly contracted a strange disease. When the attack occurred, his whole body was in excruciating pain, but when he went to the hospital, nothing could be found wrong. ”

He repeated again: "All tests have been done, and no problem can be found at all."

The professors are so smart. What Xu Xiangdong could think of when he first heard it, the professors would only think more about it.

Qin Wangshu pointed at the large capsule: "So this new thing Ming Huan made is related to medical treatment?"

It doesn't quite look like it. I always feel that this is not a disease, but it can't be some kind of curse, right? Is their world about to become unscientific?

Xu Xiangdong shook his head, "I don't know, but Mr. Shen's intention seems to be able to solve Wen Jianyan's problem."

It’s getting more and more bizarre.

Shen Minghuan worked until midnight last night to make this thing. As a result, Wen Jianyan fell ill the next day, as if Shen Minghuan had expected it.

Moreover, Wen Jianyan's illness came suddenly, and even the hospital could not find out the cause. Why did Shen Minghuan seem to know all about it?

Song Yunshui touched it and looked slightly solemn: "This matter is not simple."

I always feel that it is no longer something that they can solve through scientific research.

Xu Xiangdong glanced at Shen Minghuan, who had a serious face in the laboratory, and said seriously: "I will report to the leader right now."

I always feel that Mr. Shen is very angry now.

As soon as Wen Jianyan opened his eyes, he saw several pairs of eyes around him staring at him fiercely.

He was startled, sat up in horror, and shrank back. Only then did he realize that he had come to a strange and even mysterious place.

At this moment, he was sitting on an unknown, glowing object, surrounded by a group of old people wearing white coats, holding pens and papers, and with a strong desire for knowledge in their eyes.

This scene is really like Frankenstein's human experiment site.

Wen Jianyan looked around hastily and caught a glimpse of Shen Minghuan's figure not far away among the crowd. The memories before coma slowly came back, and he suddenly felt calm in his heart.

Shen Minghuan was standing in front of an object that looked like a console, with a calm expression on his face, and his fingertips flicked on the screen. His movements are very fast, like a gorgeous performance, and the picture is full of a strong sense of technology.

Wen Jianyan had never seen Shen Minghuan like this before, as if he would feel ashamed even if he got close to her.

After a moment, Shen Minghuan pressed a button on the console with force as if angry, and the capsule's light became a little brighter.

He put down his hand and greeted the people present expressionlessly: "You guys talk first."

After saying that, he turned around and went to the laboratory next door without even saying goodbye.

Two of the "Frankensteins" couldn't help but look at each other, and then exclaimed, "Ming Huan is angry? This kid has been here for so long, this is the first time I've seen him angry."

Another "Frankenstein" glared at the two of them: "Are you as elders as you are? When Ming Huan is angry, you don't stand up for him, and you are still here to gloat?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong." Qin Wangshu raised his hands in surrender.

He wisely changed the subject, took a notebook and pen to take notes, and asked seriously: "Comrade Xiao Wen, do you...have any grudge against Ming Huan?"

Although his expression was serious, the gossip in his tone was so strong that it seemed to overflow.

Wen Jianyan was momentarily stuck.

He didn't know whether his current relationship with Shen Minghuan was considered a grudge.

Wen Jianyan looked around and could roughly guess where this place was. All these old professors were standing, and he was too embarrassed to sit alone.

But as soon as Wen Jianyan tried to move, he was stopped by someone. The professors tried their best to stop him: "Don't move, Ming Huan said, you can't get down from above yet."

"Sorry." Although Wen Jianyan was puzzled, seeing them so excited, he felt like he had caused trouble. He apologized confusedly, then paused and asked hesitantly: "Ming Huan... Have you been here for the past eight years?”

No wonder he would give up his dream of acting. The path of scientific research is indeed more attractive than the entertainment industry.

"No, Ming Huan has only been here for more than half a year, and we don't know much about what happened before."

After Song Yunshui answered casually, he couldn't wait to ask: "You should know what's going on with your body, right? Can you explain it to us? Judging from the results displayed by the analyzer made by Ming Huan, there seems to be something in your mind. Something, but it can’t be detected at all with medical equipment. Do you know what it is?”

When Wen Jianyan woke up, he found that he was no longer in pain. He didn't find it strange at first. After all, the system didn't punish him for too long every time.

But when Song Yunshui said this, he suddenly noticed that the system in his mind seemed to be particularly silent. It should have appeared to warn him long ago.

[Actor system? ]

Wen Jianyan called tentatively.

He didn't answer for a long time. Song Yunshui mistakenly thought that he was unwilling and said in disappointment, "Can't you tell me? Why do you young people have so many secrets? Ming Huan does the same."

Zhai Yan protected Duzi: "Ming Huan has lost his memory, but it's not like he doesn't want to talk about it."

Song Yunshui responded tit-for-tat: "Then he lost his memory only half a year ago. Didn't he say it before?"

Zhai Yan sneered and refused to give in: "There must be a reason why Ming Huan doesn't say anything. I think it's just because of the difficulties. As an elder, it doesn't matter if you don't understand or feel sorry for me, do you still want to force the child?"

"It's unjust." Song Yunshui complained. He said aggrievedly: "How dare I force him? Didn't I just complain casually because Comrade Xiao Wen refused to speak out?"

The few of them forgot Wen Jianyan's existence as they chatted. Qin Wangshu joined the battle: "So why doesn't Comrade Xiao Wen want to say anything? Is it the same reason as Ming Huan's original reason?"

"Even if they are different, they are almost the same." Zhai Yan analyzed: "Their experiences are very similar. They are also sudden, they can't find out the reasons, and they are also unwilling to speak. But Ming Huan has amnesia, and Comrade Xiao Wen... …”

Zhai Yan suddenly couldn't speak anymore.

Shen Minghuan didn't just have amnesia. Before he lost his memory, he still had eight years of blank time.

No one knows what happened to him, no one knows if he was ever like Wen Jianyan.

Zhai Yan suddenly turned around: "Comrade Xiao Wen, you..."

She wanted to try again to persuade Wen Jianyan to speak. This person might be their only hope of knowing Shen Minghuan's past experience, but as soon as she turned her head, she saw Wen Jianyan's face bursting into tears silently.

Zhai Yan was startled: "Little comrade, what's wrong with you? How have you been wronged? Don't cry, tell grandma."

"I……"

Wen Jianyan tried his best to suppress the crying in his throat, but as soon as he said a word, an even stronger sourness hit his eyes from the bottom of his heart.

He closed his eyes tightly, but he still couldn't stop the tears that became more and more violent.

Wen Jianyan has never cried since he can remember. I didn’t cry when I was bullied online, I didn’t cry when I couldn’t afford to eat, I didn’t cry when I was found by the system for no apparent reason, I didn’t cry when my whole body was in severe pain…

"I can say that before... I had a system in my head."

He could say it, and he said it.

He cursed the system in the most vicious words in his mind for three minutes, but the Movie Emperor System didn't respond even once.

He was no longer controlled.

He is free.

Wen Jianyan once thought about why he was so unlucky among so many people in the vast sea of ​​people.

Later, he was glad that it was him. Although he suffered, he knew that at least his brothers were safe. It seemed that as long as he thought about this, he felt comforted no matter how painful it was.

But even so, even so—

He will also be afraid.

He is also human, he is afraid of pain, afraid of death, afraid that he will give in one day, afraid that his life will become a mess.

But at this moment, everything was over.

Wen Jianyan shed tears, but his voice was steady and his words were very organized, as if he had prepared a manuscript in his mind for today and memorized it thousands of times.

"In February of this year, something that claimed to be the Best Actor System suddenly appeared in my mind. It said that as long as I cooperated in completing the tasks it issued, it could help me become the Best Actor. The first task it issued was... "

After he started telling, everyone around him became quiet.

Xu Xiangdong just finished reporting to the leader and was coming in from the outside. He listened to a few sentences at the door and silently turned on the recording equipment.

On another occasion, if they hadn't just seen Wen Jianyan's painful appearance when he was "punished", and if they hadn't had the strange capsule made by Shen Minghuan as a guarantee, they wouldn't have believed such bizarre words.

Several professors are well-educated people. Even if I say modestly, their knowledge can be regarded as the top group of people in the world.

Perhaps it is precisely because I know so much that I can actually realize the insignificance of this moment.

——They can't even imagine what Wen Jianyan said, so how can they understand it?

"Is it alien technology?" Qin Wangshu murmured: "Why does it want you to become the best actor? What can it gain from it?"

Judging from the behavior of this system, it does not look like a righteous existence. Will it harm the earth in the future?

We cannot place our hopes on the kindness of outsiders.

"I don't know either. I asked, but it didn't say."

Wen Jianyan said everything he knew. After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment, thought about it, and added hesitantly: "It is very afraid of Ming Huan."

The professors looked sad, "Ming Huan, isn't it, is it..."

They didn't ask, they already had the answer in their hearts.

But they didn't ask. Wen Jianyan finished the rest of his sentence: "Is Ming Huan the previous host of the system?"

He raised his head, there were still tears in his eyes, which were shining under the soft light of the instruments around him.