Therapy Planet No. 13

Jessica has always believed in the life creed of "sweeping the snow in front of your own door". She doesn't care as much as other people for newcomers. In her eyes, there are only two kinds of people, one is a customer and the other is a delivery provider.

Customers tend to encompass every other potential crowd in the facility, and the delivery provider is entrenched by two people, He Fangbin and Paine.

Both of them could find a way to bring something back from the convoy, but Jessica preferred to deal with He Fangbin for no other reason. Paine's vulture-like eyes made her very uncomfortable.

But even Jessica, who was so immersed in her own world, could easily recognize the person sitting on her bed—

The short hair from light gold to almost silver white, the pupils as mellow as red wine, mixed with the appearance of two diametrically opposite temperaments of innocence and flirtatiousness, the overly strong sense of presence made Jessica deeply remember the name of the newcomer.

"safely."

She swallowed her saliva and immediately locked the door behind her. She glanced at the camera in the room in a panic, pretending to be calm: "Why are you here? Where is my roommate?"

Jessica's roommate is a very taciturn person. Jessica has never seen her say a word since the other party came in. At first, she felt a little terrified, worried that the other party would be the kind of person who would inform and save herself whenever there was trouble. , but then gradually found that the other party was indifferent to everything, and then they were at peace with each other.

Even Jessica developed a strange sense of reassurance.

Seeing that her roommate was not in the dormitory, and contacting this newcomer who appeared in her room rashly, Jessica had a bad feeling in her heart.

She felt that today was a terrible day. She heard such a rebellious conversation in the quack doctor's medical room. She went to bed and met another person in the new group. She intuitively told her that it would not be a good thing, but she was caught by the other side's viper-like gaze. Deadlocked in place, there is no idea of ​​an escape report at all.

"Relax, the surveillance was temporarily blocked by me, and your dear roommate was also called by the instructor to help move things, and he won't be back for a while."

Angel sat lazily on Jessica's bed with Erlang's legs crossed, playing with his fingers and maintaining that innocent smile: "Before she comes back, we have plenty of time to get to know each other."

Angel's words carried her usual laziness, but the information revealed in it was beyond doubt.

First of all, the instructors will indeed arrest personnel at will to make up for the lack of some logistical work. Angel sees this, indicating that she has been observing them for a long time.

Secondly, and the most crucial point, Angel's owner's ability to block surveillance.

Jessica was indifferent to everything else, except for one thing—anything involving the psychic web.

There was a burning flame in her cowardly eyes, and her voice was small, but she was no longer pretending to be calm, "What do you want to talk about?"

Angel smiled satisfactorily: "I like your cooperative character very much, and it's not in vain that I made a small deal with Liming."

The smiling demon drew a small black box out of nowhere, blinked innocently, and said, "Before I came in, I was very interested in an elective course called "Digital Spiritual Circuits and Wilderness Survival Practice" at the university. , let's talk about the topic of the external circuit of the spirit network."

"Please take a seat." Angel suddenly tossed the small black box up, and took it firmly in the palm of Jessica's exclamation, "Introduce myself beforehand, my name is An Ran, I am in school. Li is a typical poor student, and if the teacher doesn't teach well, I can't guarantee what I will do."

…

When Lui came back from Locke's medical room, he was thinking about the possibility of drawing Locke to his side.

Faced with her invitation, Locke's answer was very specious.

The man gently pressed the cigarette **** on the snow-white table, and the flames smashed it into powder little by little, with a casual and calm demeanor: "What do you think?"

Locke wants dead people.

This is the demand that the other party has shown from the beginning, and it is also the bottom line that cannot be compromised.

Lu Yi had no problem with the simple dead. The education she received in the military academy and the former bloodline of Armisin made her not care about the handling of the dead at all.

But she doesn't care, doesn't mean she doesn't have a position.

Although he became Silois, Lui clearly knew that he still belonged to the model rules for behavior determination under the Armi Military Academy system.

The stance of the military academy made her not take the initiative to harm any ordinary federal citizen without the requirement of a mission, and she would even lend a helping hand to any federal citizen she saw as much as possible—this is why she was able to go to the starship at first. The reason for taking off the coat to Angel without hesitation.

Every behavior of the soldier is shrouded in responsibility and norms, even now she has doubts and desire to break free from the mission of exile to the 13th, but this does not affect her actions and still put the safety of citizens at the forefront.

It's not that it can't be broken, but it's not a last resort.

She doesn't care about life and death, and it doesn't mean that she will be a murderous demon who cares about life.

The operating mechanism here can satisfy Locke's infinite desires, but if he wants to draw Locke over, he must provide something bigger and more attractive to him to take risks.

It was never morality to kidnap such a person, but something more affordable.

If Locke can't be on their side, then the greatest possibility will be to stop the demise of this place and run to their opposite.

Win, or destroy.

Lu Yi walked straight on the way back to bed, seeing that he was about to reach his destination, and he saw the scene of Dawn jumping out of the dormitory building, with something bulging in his mouth, revealing a finger almost as large as a finger. Long white stick. Obviously, it's a lollipop.

Lu Yi originally had the intention to go to Liming to obtain information on He Xiangbin, but now that her goal has been achieved, she is too lazy to pay attention to the little ghost, and is ready to walk over without looking sideways. I didn't want to be stopped by the little devil, "Sister Lu!"

The voice was novel, and Lui heard the call of desire from inside.

She stopped and looked at the little devil with a bright smile on his face. She didn't want to deal with the little devils who grew up here. Lu Yi had studied some simple psychology, and it was difficult for her to convince herself that the children who grew up in such an environment would be innocent and harmless.

"I just saw Sister An! She promised me to visit you all the time!"

Dawn said excitedly.

Lu Yi frowned, why did Angel go crazy to allow Dawn to run to their dormitory? Although it is not difficult to fake surveillance, it also requires people to consume mental energy all the time. Now that there is a little devil, it is even more laborious.

What is this guy thinking about!

"I don't remember that I agreed." Lu Yi declined.

"But Sister An said that she is the one calling the shots between the two of you!" A hint of slyness flashed in Liming's eyes.

Lu Yi raised his eyebrows, his drooping left hand clenched into a fist unconsciously, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes, and said coldly, "She's lying to you."

At this time, Dawn had already come over, and the little ghost head naturally took Lu Yi's arm, which was on the verge of rage, and the little ghost stuck to her body, it looked like a little child found a big friend that he liked very much. The unrecorded voice whispered, "But she also said you'd agree to teach me some tricks—"

She paused, the innocent smile of a child always made one's heart soften, but the information revealed in it was horrifying: "—some skills enough to kill Locke."

Lu Yi's heart skipped a beat. She thought she had heard it wrong. She took two or three steps and pulled Dawn to the blind spot of the surveillance camera, ignoring whether the kid's footsteps could keep up. Yi squatted down and met Dawn's eyes for the first time.

The little devil has a pair of beautiful light blue eyes.

Blue symbolizes purity, beauty, serenity and expanse, and it can easily associate the ocean, sky, water, and even the vast universe.

But it is also the coldest color. It is recognized as calm, rational, and calm. The ancient Earthlings would even think that it represents a fragile and melancholy beauty of a glass-transparent style, like a cold ice awl, under the melting of the sun. Shaky.

"What did you say?"

The eyes are the mirror of the soul.

"Sister An said, you will teach me the skills to kill Locke."

Beneath the blue ocean is an abyss that the sun cannot reach.

Win, or destroy.

"I need a reason."

Man's self-conscious self-doubt is reflected.

"Because he chose to keep me alive."

Destruction needs no reason, only survival.

Lu Yi's expression was a little dazed.

She saw a familiar trace of madness in Dawn's eyes, but unlike Silois's publicized madness, Dawn was restrained, silent, explosive, and purposeful.

From those beautiful sapphire eyes, Louis saw the calm before the brewing storm.

Stormy waves often start as tiny waves before they roll up.

…

"So you compress the information with this thing you made?" Angel caressed Jessica's little black box lovingly, and repeated, "Then use your own mental network to process such a huge amount of data? You just Aren't you afraid that one day you will be directly cerebral palsy if you exceed the mental threshold?"

If Angel had been in Locke's infirmary at the time, she would have found herself drawing a similar metaphor to the quack doctor.

"Haven't you thought about finding a way to build an extranet connection to the main processing system of the star network to distribute the load?"

Angel followed good manners and continued to ask.

Jessica exclaimed in a low voice like a cat that had been stepped on its tail: "Are you crazy? The brand of independent spirit was scanned and registered by them when they came in. As long as there is a relationship with the outside star network The signal that the signal towers are in tentative contact with each other, they will definitely find you! This directly violates the most serious item of the regulations, and I don't know how they will die!"

Angel threw the small black box in his hand into Jessica's hand and said casually, "What if I have a mental mark on the record?"

The author has something to say: repayment of debt, two more.

Thank you: Reader "Dengyang Tu", Irrigation Nutrient Solution +10