The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

When Xing Haiyin opened his eyes, everything was dark. He was stunned for a moment, then sat up and touched a hard, cold object under the pillow.

He lowered his eyes and slowly moved his fingers upwards. As expected, he touched the sharp and cold blade. The sapphire-haired boy threw back the quilt and got out of bed. He did not look for the slippers that were kicked aside the bed. He avoided all obstacles in the room relying on his memory.

The thick carpet swallowed up the sound of his footsteps. His bare feet were wrapped in the furry touch, but it couldn't drive away the bone-chilling coldness.

He remembered that he did not change his clothes before going to bed and only wore a very thin shirt. The slight mysophobia debuff brought by his ID card made him want to take a shower as soon as possible. The sticky feeling of cold sweat on his back made him uncomfortable.

"The time now is 6:12 in the morning. Do you need a hot shower?" The intelligent detection sensed that he had entered the bathroom. Xing Haiyin raised his hand and clicked a few times on the control panel, then took off his clothes and stood under the shower head.

This thing was developed by the organization's scientific research department. He modified it and placed it in the bathroom because it would cause a lot of trouble if it couldn't be seen. This was a given. Although he could adapt to it, he would still find it inconvenient.

There was no response from the system, and he was not in a hurry to ask 079 for an explanation. The boy tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and felt the water hitting his face.

In fact, he roughly guessed the reason for the accident over there. He had anticipated it when the system sent him this identity card. He just didn't expect that after avoiding the task, he still couldn't escape the dormant state of the overlapping files.

This sleep state is not actually forcing Xinghai Silver to sleep, but forcing the system to sleep. It is like being recycled because of failure to achieve performance. Although the system will not be recycled, it will also have to operate at low energy consumption for a period of time.

Is this considered a punishment?

Xing Haiyin felt that this rule was simply insane. If the performance did not meet the standard, the system would not be allowed to work quickly, but instead the unqualified system would be put into hibernation. If this was not insane, what was it?

Xinghaiya or that side is directly bound to the system, so the death node appears, and it will be highly synchronized with the system when the overlay is carried out.

Bu Er is a semi-independent identity card.

Of course, it doesn’t mean that Bu Er is not a part of the system, it’s just that he is not as tightly bound to Xinghai Ya or the other side, which is why he can be independent.

Also, this ID card is incomplete.

The young man standing under the shower with his eyes closed brushed his hair that was stuck to his face with one hand. He opened his lifeless smoky blue eyes and let the water flow down his forehead and into his eyes without feeling any pain.

Blind eyes should be more fragile, as they are vulnerable to a single blow and cannot withstand the next injury. However, Fuji's eyes are like artificial eyes, and he does not feel pain even when touched.

But can the artificial eye also create the layer of shadow on the eye?

After taking a shower, he casually wrapped himself in a bathrobe. The laboratory working time was 9:30, which was enough time for his hair to dry naturally, although in this weather, he might fall ill at any time if he didn't blow-dry his hair.

But it just happened to facilitate his desire to slack off.

So he poured himself a glass of water, sat at the windowsill and began to think. It was probably true that the night was suitable for thinking about some very philosophical things, and the early morning might also be suitable.

Xinghaiyin rarely thought of the few tasks issued by the system.

To be honest, he never believed in this thing that called itself a system from the beginning. Although appropriate displays of weakness and countless attempts had given him a rough idea of ​​the data, he still couldn't help but be subconsciously wary.

It’s probably different now.

Bu Er held the glass of cold water but didn't look like he wanted to drink it. It was as if he just wanted to hold something in his hands. The window that was not completely closed let in wind, and the sky outside the window didn't look like what it should be like in the early morning at all.

It will probably rain heavily today.

Fuji smelled the moist air coming in from the window. The weather in Tokyo changes very quickly, so he was not surprised. The laboratory was a large building, and the address had not been officially reported. Because it had to be hidden, it was not in a very prosperous area.

The personal mission of this ID card is APTX-4869. There is no specific description, only the number of this drug. This is the series of drugs developed by Miyano Shiho. He usually didn't think much about it, but he remembered it at this time.

In order to avoid the next dormant state, I should probably try to complete this task, Fuji thought.

The progress of the experiment was not fast. Although the gentleman above did not say much about the progress of the experiment, he had been paying attention to it.

His sapphire blue hair was sticking to the side of his face in a messy manner, water seeping down. The boy's fair skin was almost transparent under the cold light outside the window, and he looked a little broken.

But Zhu Fu Jingguang knew that the strength of that morbidly white wrist was enough to break his neck, and that pair of slender and weak legs was enough to kick a strong adult man to pieces.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang hadn't spoken yet, but just stood in front of the open door. The young man in the room raised his head and straightened his body, no longer in that lazy posture.

"Your door is open."

"Shiho starts work at nine o'clock. Prepare breakfast and organize the documents before half past eight." The young man's expression was indifferent. He did not pay too much attention to the man standing at the door. After telling the other party what to do, he signaled that he could leave.

Zhu Fu Jingguang has been quite well behaved these days. He did not ask what medicine he was fed, nor did he try to sneak a peek at the banned information.

Bu Er could guess that the other party had probably tried to spit it out, but it was just the most common vitamin, it didn't matter whether he spit it out or not, and he didn't rely on that thing to speed up the progress of the experiment.

The man at the door did not leave. Bu Er turned his head with some confusion. His wet hair fell down his shoulders, and the water droplets fell onto the blanket on the ground without making any sound.

"Aren't you going to blow dry your hair? It's easy to catch a cold in this weather." The gentle man said, and after saying this, he closed the door of the room. After a slight sound, the footsteps gradually faded away until they disappeared.

Is it to please?

That's right, as a prisoner, a man should please himself.

Scotland has always been a smart man. He can see that Fuji and Shirley have no obvious ill will towards him. To the two of them, he is just an insignificant passerby.

Shirley was easy to deal with. The attentive and considerate man could easily get closer to the girl, and in just a few days she had gone from being a handyman to being half a cook.

Fuji thought about it, got up, went to the bathroom, got a towel and started drying his hair.

After Gin finds out that the undercover agent is not Scottish, he can probably send him out. If possible, he also wants to send Miyano Shiho out.

But something happened with Ricard, and now he needs this identity card to temporarily protect Scotland.