The summer of the abyss has arrived.

Looking down from the Highland Research Institute, the overwhelming dark green undulates like a vast ocean connected to the light blue sky. On the distant mountains, a group of black winged monsters are circling and emitting a long scream.

The chirping and the wind reached the top of the mountain. On the corridor, the branches, leaves and flowers of the vines swayed, and the snow-white petals scattered on An Zhe. He raised his hand to catch one, held it in his left hand, and fiddled with it with the other hand.

The end of the vine.

Lu Feng stretched out his hand to remove the petals from his collar and hair. He felt the man's movements, turned around, pulled the vine over and placed it in front of Lu Feng: "Look."

——He just discovered a new snow-white bud on this vine.

Of course, whether there were new buds on the vine, whether they were big or small, black or white, would not arouse Colonel Lu's interest. The colonel leaned over and kissed his forehead expressionlessly.

"Tsk." Dr. Ji opposite him made a sound similar to admiration. He was leaning against the window sill, shaking a reagent bottle with his left hand and his right hand hanging by his side.

In the last battle to guard the northern base, Dr. Ji lost his entire right arm and right calf. The conversation with the Highland Research Institute was completed under such horrific pain. As for why he survived

He survived and did not die from excessive blood loss. This can only be attributed to God's mercy.

Later, Dr. Ji, who had lost part of his limbs, applied to come to the Highland Institute. His brain was not affected, but in this era without prosthetics, a right arm and half a leg were enough to ruin a scientist's life. He was not

He came here to continue research. He came here out of admiration for Polly Jean and was willing to donate his body for new research. With the help of dozens of experimental volunteers similar to him, the research tested

Six safe frequencies have been identified that can be transmitted, and one of them has the ability to regenerate limbs.

In short, Dr. Ji now looks like a normal person, although the new limbs have not yet fully adapted.

An Zhe turned to look at Dr. Ji, wanting to see what he was "tsk"ing this time.

Dr. Ji was looking at Lu Feng. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and clapped his hands twice.

"I saw it, Colonel Lu." He said, "If I hadn't seen it, I would have really thought that you planned to be a gentleman and a qualified father for the rest of your life. Oh, you seem to be too young, so be a competent brother.

.”

Lu Feng took off the last petal from An Zhe's neck, looked at Dr. Ji calmly, and spoke in a straightforward tone.

"Gibran," he said, "I overestimated your character."

"Okay, okay, okay," Dr. Ji raised his hands in surrender, "It was my fault. I underestimated the moral standard of the judge."

Lu Feng said nothing.

"I was wrong. I admit that it's not that your personality is too noble, but that my moral standards are indeed relatively low." Dr. Ji continued to beg for mercy. He turned his eyes and saw the hand holding Lu Feng's wrist, looking at his own.

An Zhe.

"If I was assigned a little baby like this," he grinned, stretched out his hand and made a gesture, "I would tie him to the bed, and then..."

Lu Feng gave him a cold look.

"...and then dissect it." Dr. Ji shut up after saying that.

"There is something wrong with Dr. Ji's brain," Lu Feng lowered his head and said to An Zhe, "You can consider using mycelium to treat him."

"No need!" Dr. Ji was shocked and said, "I'll just leave."

Lu Feng's proposal to murder Dr. Ji also failed to arouse any interest in An Zhe. An Zhe stood up on tiptoes and kissed the side of Lu Feng's face.

Dr. Ji said again: "Tsk."

Lu Feng said: "You can go."

"Is this how you treat your best friend? Colonel Lu." Dr. Ji said.

"yes."

"Why, am I not even qualified to watch you play house?" Dr. Ji's voice was filled with a hint of heartbreak.

"No."

The word "playing house" aroused An Zhe's interest, and he looked up at Dr. Ji again.

"So cute," Dr. Ji looked at him with a strange light in his eyes, "You will cry for a long time after you dissect him."

An Zhe always felt that Dr. Ji was possessed by something, maybe fused with Boss Xiao.

Dr. Ji folded his arms and sighed, turning his attention back to his light blue reagent bottle.

"Colonel Lu, you really don't want to try this?" he said, "No. 1014 extract has no side effects. Combined with small magnetic pole frequency modulation, after the injection of three subjects, one of them had perfect night vision. This

You brought it back from the abyss a month ago."

Sunlight penetrates through the gaps in the vine leaves and projects into the slender glass tube, making the reagent sparkle.

Lu Feng just glanced at it.

Under the doctor's expectant gaze, An Zhe answered for Lu Feng: "He doesn't want it."

"Hey," Dr. Ji turned away with his reagents and fiddled with the communicator, "Polly called me, goodbye."

An Zhe said: "Goodbye, doctor."

Lu Feng really didn't want it, and An Zhe knew it.

Besides, Colonel Lu doesn't need to acquire those strange enhancements or skills. He can already come and go in the abyss freely.

While Anzhe was thinking wildly, he wrapped mycelium around the green vines beside him. He had been coveting it for a long time.

"Don't eat randomly." Lu Feng saw his actions.

"This can be digested." An Zhe defended.

He stretched out a strand of mycelium to show Lu Feng. The strand of mycelium crawled to the colonel's black uniform cuffs and formed a new emerald green leaf on the silver cufflinks, trembling slightly in the wind.

This is An Zhe's latest pleasure. Since discovering that he can safely fuse all living things or non-living things, he has tried a lot - except those ugly things.

One of the more successful times was when he turned himself into a room full of catkins, almost choking the colonel.

But fusion is not always safe. Just as Lu Feng said a long time ago, polymorphic monsters sometimes make mistakes when transforming into forms. When he was drinking potato soup not long ago, out of his love for this fruit,

I went to the laboratory to fuse a small piece of potato tuber, and then accidentally fell into a coma. I woke up three hours later. Polly said that this was because the frequencies of your mushroom and potatoes were too different, and there was rejection and fusion.

The same is true for other things. Although the result is always good, the process is full of uncertainties, just like a piece of sodium will dissolve in water, but the process of dissolving in water will cause an explosion.

From then on, Lu Feng didn't allow him to eat indiscriminately.

But Anzhe wanted to eat this small piece of vine, which would not harm the life of the vine itself. Moreover, there was nothing abnormal about this vine, it was just a quiet, beautiful flowering vine.

An Zhe gently scratched a small opening on its skin, and the juice seeped out.

It is...quiet. As the light green juice soaks into the mycelium, the wind from the abyss blows through the cold sky, blowing the vine attached to the institute. The sun, moon, stars, everything in the sky shines

It. An Zhe closed his eyes, and his body seemed to stretch out like that, and Lu Feng was by his side. He didn't have to worry about anything. He let Lu Feng half hug him and sit on the long wooden chair in the dark green corridor.

Down.

Perhaps because he was in normal condition and the vine was also normal, Lu Feng didn't allow him to eat the vine, but he didn't stop him either.

That is the default.

He lay in Lu Feng's arms, holding his hand, his thoughts were very scattered, as if he was soaking in warm water.

"It has been growing here for many years, and it was originally a vine that would not bloom," he said. "Later some winged animals brought pollen, and it had white flowers. It thought it looked beautiful and was very happy.

"

While whispering about the emotions he felt from the vines, he reached out and hugged Lu Feng's shoulders, crawled into his arms again, rubbed his head against Lu Feng's neck, and pressed his cheek against the slightly cool silver spikes on his chest.

Tassel, I feel very comfortable.

Lu Feng said "hmm" to show that he was listening.

The emotions and memories of a vine are very simple things, and some things cannot be described by human language. An Zhe searched for some words: "It also wants to have blue flowers. And then... also hopes to have blue flowers."

Birds, butterflies and bees will come over and pollinate the flowers, and then they will bear fruit."

Then there is nothing left to talk about.

Lu Feng ruffled his hair.

At this time, Lu Feng's communicator turned on. He picked up the communicator, and An Zhe also looked at the communication screen. It was a message from the doctor who had already left: "Are you really not considering Extract No. 1014? Your

My friend really needs you, he needs a guinea pig."

——The doctor has not given up on promoting his extract.

An Zhe smiled, watched Lu Feng touch the button, and replied with one word: "No."

The doctor replied: "Why is your attitude so cold? Is night vision bad? Don't you need it? Every time I go to the abyss, I have to worry about your safety. Only if you are injected with the No. 1014 extract, can I feel relieved.

"

——He said it like it was true.

Lu Feng replied: "Aren't infrared glasses useful?"

"Then you can consider the 1015 extract, which has pure black membrane wings with an average wingspan of 4.3 meters. It can fly and is very handsome. I sincerely hope you can experience the feeling of gliding in the air."

"Would you consider it?"

Lu Feng: "No need."

The doctor replied very quickly, and you could feel his resentment as he typed quickly through the screen.
To be continued...