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Chapter 184 Research Institute 3: Fork out! !

"Brother Shen, all I can think about is you who was locked in the bottom of the lake in the dead city!" Hu Yanwanji, who was so sweet that he lost his mind, raised his thumbs up: "If this is not love, then what is this!"

Although Shen Zishu didn't show it on the surface, he was happy in his heart.

He still maintained a pitiful look, and his eyes were full of longing and admiration as he looked at He Feng.

The ocean overlord, who didn't quite understand how humans could be transformed into Longjing tea, inevitably softened his heart.

He Feng pursed his lips. For some reason, he could confirm that this human was sincere to him.

But what about others?

Thinking of this, He Feng looked at Qi Guanju, who was touching Qian Youlin's fish tail with a dark light in his eyes but was always gentle, and then looked at Lu Ming, who was being patiently coaxed by the tentacles but failed to succeed, and seemed a little uncertain.

Uh, what about the others besides these three?

Would they do the same? After all, the humans he had met before looked at him with greed in their eyes.

As a supernatural creature that does not conform to common sense and the only genetic contributor in Institute No. 499, He Feng has almost no trust in humans.

However, he believed that he could repel those greedy researchers and that he could protect the humans in front of him.

Yes, he is just a human being. He is fully capable of protecting him. Why can't he be more selfish?

Thinking of this, the mermaid with a red tail raised her chin with an expression full of arrogance: "Human, respect me as your king, and I will protect you in your short life."

Look humans, I am the strongest being, admire me, follow me, and belong to me.

Huyan Wanji read He Feng's thoughts and frantically informed Shen Zishu.

"I only exist for you and only follow in your footsteps. I will be your most loyal follower." Shen Zishu couldn't help himself after hearing He Feng's inner voice. He raised his hand, clasped the back of He Feng's head with his palm and offered his lips to him. As their lips and teeth touched, the tone of the king's follower was full of determination: "I will always love you, my majesty."

As a result, Qian Youlin had no time to care about Qi Guanju, and Sheng Nancheng stopped crying. The four of them looked straight at He Feng and Shen Zishu and swallowed the dog food.

What to say, Qian Youlin thought, in this situation, will his brother kill them after he recovers his memory?

"Pussps." Qian Youlin called out to the little crybaby: "Did you broadcast the last time our brother lost his memory and got beaten? I forgot."

"I got hit." Sheng Nancheng sniffed his nose: "If a fist that big landed on my head, I would really break."

Lu Ming rubbed the crybaby's head calmly. The little head rubbed it subconsciously under his palm, and a smile appeared on Lu Ming's lips.

Qian Youlin recalled that when He Feng was receiving his memories, he, the top brother on the list, was extremely sensitive and noticed something was wrong between the little crybaby and the bitter-faced boy, so he asked the crybaby what was going on.

It would have been fine if he hadn't asked, but once he asked, the crybaby found an outlet and started crying and complaining about how the man had feelings for her but she had no interest in him, and that Lu Ming was just a piece of wood, and that he was going to die on his own but Lu Ming didn't react at all.

After asking this, the top brother on the list finally understood. It means that crybabies like bitter faces, but bitter faces don’t like crybabies. That’s easy.

He will go and test Lu Ming's attitude.

The results of it.

"I am just a friend to Nancheng. I am responsible for protecting his life, and he is responsible for my safety."

"Thoughts? I can't have that kind of thoughts. We are just friends. I can tell the difference."

"To be honest, our relationship is one of mutual protection, which is probably closer than friendship."

"Hmm? The crybaby will have it when he finds a partner, what does it have to do with me?"

The person involved, Lu Ming, said as above, which made Qian Youlin very angry.

Although he and Lu Ming knew each other in real life, he didn't know that Lu Ming was so slow in feelings!

Friends? Can the relationship between friends be so close?! I don’t believe it!

Just look at it now! Mr. Lu! You are so good at coaxing crying babies! Do your employees who were scolded by you and cried know it?

Therefore, Qian Youlin did not believe Lu Ming's words at all and chose to tell Sheng Nancheng about them.

Friends, right? Hehehe, then let’s go as friends. He wishes Mr. Lu a happy pursuit of his wife in advance.

Qian Youlin, who had done something bad, narrowed his eyes. He leaned in Qi Guanju's arms, looking sinister.

Qi Guanju looked at him and couldn't help but move closer and kiss him.

[Wa Qu, did He Ge really lose his memory? What’s going on?]

[I've watched 499's live broadcast before, and there's no precedent for amnesia. What's going on with He Ge? After drawing the hidden identity, he drew the hidden plot? No way?]

[What is the hidden identity in front?]

The audience who had watched the live broadcast of Institute No. 499 came out to explain. First of all, Institute No. 499 is similar to the Weeping Madonna, both are dual camps and both have identity cards.

The 26 players are divided into two teams, researchers and experimental subjects. The researchers will use the players' original bodies, while the experimental subjects will undergo some changes, just like Qian Youlin and the other two, who will have certain physical mutations.

There is also a hidden identity card in the experimental subject. He is the only supernatural creature among many experimental subjects, which is also He Feng’s current identity.

In other words, the identities drawn by Qian Youlin and Sheng Nancheng were both mutated through human experiments, while He Feng is a real mermaid, the only one.

Not only does the hidden identity not have a hidden mission, but it puts the player who draws it in a more dangerous situation. Because of its own special nature, players who draw hidden identities will often be captured by NPCs for research. This research is naturally not a serious research. Since mermaids have strong recovery abilities, players who draw hidden identities will encounter inhumane research such as bone marrow extraction, malicious whipping, and tail chopping.

This means that players who draw hidden identities are very likely to die on the experimental table during the so-called "research".

After understanding the situation, Huyan Wanji looked at his brother's player panel with some guilt.

How should I put it, his luck value is 0 as expected, and his brother got the identity of the unlucky guy.

"In the final analysis, there is nothing wrong with my brother's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, but there is a fluctuation, causing him to think that he is really the mermaid. Now Brother He can't hear us either." Song Tan sighed as he looked at the data that was normal. "It should have no effect on the body. It is estimated that he will be able to recover after completing this instance, but there is still a lot of uncertainty."

Shen Zishu raised his eyebrows and asked in his mind: "Uncertainty?"

"It is possible that he will recover his memory while passing the dungeon." Huyan Wanji automatically followed up Song Tan's words: "After all, Brother Shen, you also know how strong Brother He's mental strength is. In short, Brother He will definitely not be in danger. Who can beat him with his ability value? Hey, Brother Song, if we understand Brother He's memory disorder as Brother He's self-repair, is there such a possibility?"

Song Tan, who was once a gynecological expert but was now forced to switch to neurology, paused and began to think about this possibility.

Not sure.

Rather than saying that there was nothing wrong with He Feng's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, it would be better to say that the barrier that they had repaired was functioning well.

It emitted a soft white light, absorbing past memories and abilities bit by bit, turning them back into He Feng's own.

He Feng's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness was receiving the past bit by bit. The past in his memory was indeed heavy. It could not crush the savior's backbone, but it could make the savior sad. This caused He Feng's brain nerves to become active, causing headaches.

But He Feng didn't want this kind of influence, so the savior took the initiative to lose his memory to ensure that his fighting power would not be reduced due to physical discomfort.

Those memories will be slowly absorbed into his subconscious, and when the absorption is complete, Wudi He will return again.

Song Tan thought it through and told everyone about it. Suddenly he felt like laughing.

Why would someone allow themselves to lose their memory just because they don't want a headache?

"Brother He always surprises me." Doctor Song chuckled, leaning on Ying Zong and thinking back to the past, to the young man whose mental value was stable at 100: "He always creates so many impossible things."

"Yes." Huyan Wanji couldn't help but sigh: "Our savior is always awesome."

"Yeah." Si Shanyue raised his hand silently: "Am I the only one who feels that Brother He really hates headaches? When he was in the hospital, didn't Brother He almost cut his temple with a knife because of the severe headache?"

Everyone who was originally happy: …

Zhang Yu yelled, "Get him out! Get him out now!"