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Chen Zhaomei subconsciously held his non-existent breath, trying to find a place to hide.But on second thought, he is in a quantum state, unobservable, and no one can see him.

Honggui's eyes looked at the direction of Chen Zhaomei's spiritual body without any mistake, and those haggard eyes suddenly burst out with a cannibalistic light.

If she wasn't quite sure that she was in a quantum state, Chen Zhaomei would have almost suspected that she had turned into a piece of braised pork, otherwise how could Hong Gui's eyes look like a hungry ghost.

Hong Rose, who was working tirelessly and precisely like a sewing machine, put down her work.

He stood up and walked straight towards Chen Zhaomei.

Chen Zhaomei's non-existent heart jumped suddenly, her spirit was extremely nervous, and she tried her best to shrink herself into a small ball.But his rational mind was telling him again: Afraid of a hair?There's no way he could see you!

However, in times of crisis, Chen Zhaomei always trusts his intuition more than reason, which is what he has told him from his life experience of escaping from death many times.

He mobilized the particles in his body, his spirit paused, and performed a quick quantum transmission to himself.

He disappeared.

In this time and space.

He couldn't see that at the same time as he disappeared, the noble and beautiful red-clothed white rose suddenly wailed like a ghost.

"Ami—"

It was a cry of despair.

Chen Zhaomei appeared again, in another place.

Chen Zhaomei was not familiar with the space he was in, so he didn't know where he had teleported himself.Because he is in a quantum state, he can move around and travel freely. The world has no walls or locks for him, and any time and space is an open door for him.

Just now, the instinct of escape made Chen Zhaomei panic and choose an open door at random, and rushed in with a gust of wind.

Unfortunately, where he entered, there was also a "Chen Zhaomei" and a "Baigui".

"Bai Gui" was lying on the bed, wearing a chaste robe that Chen Zhaomei was very familiar with, reading a book lying on her side. "Chen Zhaomei" was pinching his feet beside him, and while pinching, he used that low-level seductive gaze to catch the young master's attention.

Chen Zhaomei in the void was suddenly speechless to herself: It turns out that low-level seduction techniques seem really low-level.

No wonder when he used these skills to seduce Bai Gui, Bai Gui didn't fall for it.

While Chen Zhao was slandering, a slap in the face happened: this "white rose" was actually tricked.

He watched "Chen Zhaomei" climb onto "Bai Gui" and kiss his lips.But "White Rose" did not refuse.

"Bai Gui" looked at him gently: "Stop making trouble."

"Chen Zhaomei" twitched her lips: "But isn't your son going to get married? Once married, we can't be together. Let's enjoy ourselves while it's time."

"Bai Gui" showed astonishment on his face.

After a while, "Bai Gui" put away the emotions that did not belong to him, and said, "What do you mean?"

"Chen Zhaomei" said: "It's literally. You are going to get married, and we should end it. I can't be the third party."

After staring at "Chen Zhaomei" for a long time, "Bai Gui" slowly said four words, which were very solemn to him: "I don't get married."

A witch star man who chooses not to marry will be ridiculed.A nobleman like him will suffer from social pressure that others can hardly imagine.

But he made up his mind because of the beautiful manservant in front of him.

However, the valet didn't seem to understand the weight of this sentence at all.Rather than being flattered, he was more surprised and puzzled: "Why?"

"You don't want to be a third party." "Bai Gui" replied.

"Chen Zhaomei" flashed surprise on his face, and blinked his eyes for a while, as if digesting the meaning of this sentence.After a while, a happy smile appeared on his face, but he said: "That's not okay, Mrs. Ji will kill me."

Mrs. Ji, the master father of the Bai family, and Bai Gui's father, of course it is impossible to let the only son do foolish things for the sake of a male servant.It is also impossible for him to severely punish the only seedling of Bai Gui, so he can only kill the humble servant who seduced the young master.

"Bai Gui" didn't talk about Mrs. Ji, he only focused on himself and "Chen Zhaomei".

He said, "You're right, it's disgusting. Let's get out of here."

After hearing this sentence, "Chen Zhaomei" opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth, and then closed it again, as if he was seriously thinking about the meaning of this sentence.After a long time, he opened his mouth again and asked, "Is the young master planning to elope with me?"

"If you want." This is "Bai Rose"'s answer.

Looking at the picture in front of her, Chen Zhaomei felt it was too strange.

This eccentricity radiates in every direction.

Whether it is "Baigui" or "Chen Zhaomei", the story of Chen Zhaomei not understanding the cause and effect is being staged.Obviously he is the protagonist, but he is more like an audience, and he is an audience who randomly clicked on an episode in the middle of the series and watched 8 minutes.He is more confused than immersed.

The "Bai Gui" in the picture is exactly the same as the Bai Gui that Chen Zhaomei knows from appearance to attire.But there is something different.

The same is true for "Chen Zhaomei" in the picture.

Chen Zhaomei knew herself very well. Looking at the expression of "Chen Zhaomei" on the bed, he knew what "himself" was thinking, he was acting.

This "Chen Zhaomei" is acting and cheating "Bai Gui".

And this "Bai Gui" really looks like a young lady who has lived in a boudoir for a long time, and it is different from the Bai Gui who knows people's hearts that Chen Zhaomei knows.

This innocent lady really believed in the male servant who harbored evil intentions, and she was about to be deceived to nothing.

Chen Zhaomei's unbearable feeling for "Bai Gui" and doubts about "self" instantly appeared in his heart:

Am I so nasty?Can I do such a shameless thing?

is this really me?

No, no, it's not me.

It's one thing to lure Bai Gui, a mature but serious son who is also interesting to you, to Wushan, but it's another thing to lure an ignorant "Miss" who sincerely entrusts herself to abandon everything and elope!

I can't be that bad.

Chen Zhaomei suspected that she had entered some weird illusion.

——Oh, yes, I'm in Bai Gui's dream.

It's a dream, it's not surprising.

Dreams are always different from reality.

It's just that Bai Gui is fine, why do she have such a dream?

——Thinking of this, Chen Zhaomei's perception of Bai Gui became more complicated.

Chen Zhaomei suddenly thought of her own corpse that was hung in the secret room just now...

Chen Zhaomei is no longer curious about Bai Gui's dreams, she just wants to get out of Bai Gui's bizarre and terrifying inner world immediately!Woke up early the next morning and pretended nothing happened, then rushed to the organization joint point to take the spaceship and run away!

Fortunately, his memory is very good, and he has firmly memorized the spell to get out of the same dream state.

He drives the power of thought, and the spirit body slowly turns into substance, becoming extremely light, like a hydrogen balloon that has been released from its hands, slowly rising, flying over the roof, mid-air, and clouds...

The blue sky unfolded like a picture scroll before him, and white clouds flowed like a lake under his feet. He could touch the boundary of the sky with his tentacles.

At this moment, his feet suddenly sank!

Chen Zhaomei subconsciously looked down, and saw her feet being grabbed by a pale hand.

The red sleeves in the snow-white clouds were dazzlingly bright, and the ten fingers protruding from the sleeves were slender but powerful, like vines that could strangle a giant tree, tightly attached to Chen Zhaomei's feet, and dragged him down with a thunderous force.

Chen Zhaomei was dragged and plunged into the sea of ​​clouds, her eyes widened, and she caught a glimpse of a red rose with black hair and snow skin in the floating cotton-like clouds, like a siren floating out of the sea.

And Chen Zhaomei is like a drowning person whose hands and feet are entangled by water plants, his body sinks like a stone, the more violent his hands and feet are kicked, the more tightly entangled he is.

Chen Zhaomei took a deep breath and opened his eyes wide, only to see that the white clouds became passing shadows, blurred into a piece of pure white in the blue, and what occupied his attention was the burning red in the large white that blurred into the background color. .And the part that cannot be covered by the red dress is white again, whether it is the face or the hands, they are all bloodless pale, exuding a lifeless coldness.

On her Aoxue-white face, those dark, inorganic eyes are even more conspicuous.Reflecting the sunlight, like the eyes of a snake, it stared at Chen Zhaomei with the attitude of a predator, as if it could swallow him into the stomach in the next moment and turn him into flesh and blood.

Chen Zhaomei seldom had such a panicked moment.

This panic is rooted in his instinct, the instinct for danger.

As a well-known scud in the organization, he has a keen intuition and always escapes quickly when something goes wrong.Seeing Honggui, Chen Zhaomei knew he should run away.Every nerve in the body is sounding like a red siren, and the ear-piercing sound of the siren is all over your head—run away!run away!run away!

However, Chen Zhaomei couldn't break free from the shackles of the mysterious force.He could only fall into that dead river like a drowning man restrained by water plants.

However, like all drowning people, struggling to survive is the most instinctive behavior. As long as there is still a breath, the body will continue to struggle like clockwork.

Even if he couldn't get over the setback, he didn't give up calling for help.

After sucking in a big mouthful of icy air, he yelled "Help!"

Subconsciously, he called out another name.

A ridiculous name.

He shouted: "Bai Gui—help me!"

He didn't know why he blurted out the word "White Rose", but when he yelled it out, he felt very surprised, but he was not so surprised.Quite paradoxically, he felt that it was reasonable for him to do so, and he should.

Of course, the reality is still ridiculous.

After hearing Chen Zhaomei's shout, Honggui's face froze for a moment.

His expression became complicated, something Chen Zhaomei couldn't understand, like a piece of tainted black with deep despair.

At this moment, a gust of wind hit Chen Zhaomei's face.

He smelled the familiar aroma of sandalwood—the scent unique to white roses.

To be precise, it is the smell of the "white rose" that Chen Zhaomei knew.

When he first came to serve Bai Gui, Chen Zhaomei noticed that there was a strange fragrance on Bai Gui's body. He thought it was cosmetics, but later he realized it was not.

It was the smell of Winterfell's sandalwood.Winter City is Baigui's hometown.There is an extremely expensive spice, Tamara Zantan, which is abundant.This type of sandalwood comes from the Tamara tree.The resin of Tamara sandalwood is pale white and has a very cool texture. If humans apply the resin of Tamara sandalwood on their bodies, they will not be burned even if they throw themselves into a sea of ​​fire.

The sandalwood produced by such a sandalwood tree naturally has a quiet and cool feeling that is incomparable to all spices, just like the white rose itself.

Bai Gui has this sandalwood scent on her body, not because he used too much of this spice, but because he inherited the blood of the Bai family in Winter City.Just like his skin is as cool as jade even in summer, without sweating or hot, it is also because of this wonderful blood inherited from the Tamara sandal tree.

According to legend, the ancestors of the Bai family were spirits born under the Tamara sandalwood tree and injected into the flesh made by the mother goddess of heaven and earth.Therefore, the true descendants of the Bai family in Dongcheng all have cool jade skin and sandalwood.

Passed down to this generation, there is only Bai Gui, the only seedling left in the direct line of the Bai family.

In the whole world, he is the only one left who can exude the wonderful fragrance of Zhan Sandalwood.

After such a close contact, Chen Zhaomei realized belatedly that Honggui didn't have the wonderful fragrance of sandalwood on her body.

His red cuffs wafted a ripe fragrance in the wind, like the fishy sweet smell of a rose when it is in full bloom but is about to rot.Silky strands, lingering to the bone.

After Chen Zhaomei swayed into the wind of sandalwood fragrance, the sense of restraint as if his body was entangled by water plants suddenly disappeared, and his limbs lightened, and he fell into a soft embrace like a cloud.

He was about to raise his head when he heard a voice beside his ear: "Go to sleep."

——Mantra.

Under the power of the mantra, Chen Zhaomei closed her eyes without any resistance.

"When you wake up, forget everything here."

——It’s also the truth.

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The clouds in the morning sky are like scattered egg flowers, floating in circles in the sky.

The glass window was opened a crack, and the warm morning breeze slipped in.

Like countless mornings before, Chen Zhaomei woke up on the small bed in the study room, still wrapped in a thin blanket.But he always felt that something was different.

... It's like... It's like he drank a lot of wine last night, drank in a daze, woke up with a splitting headache, but didn't remember anything after he was drunk - or what is commonly called "Fragments".

However, he remembered that he did not drink alcohol.

Remember……

He mumbled the word "remember" in his mouth, but he always felt that he had forgotten something.

"I remember last night..." Chen Zhaomei remembered that he and Bai Gui discussed the organization's evil plan against Bai Gui last night.Bai Gui is not very interested in this, he is more anxious to go to sleep and dream.

Chen Zhaomei couldn't help but wonder what kind of dream Bai Gui wanted to dream.As far as he knew, the wizard's dream also had a certain meaning.He suspected that Bai Gui was doing some kind of sleep ritual, so as to gain some inspiration.

Therefore, Chen Zhaomei tried to share a dream with Bai Gui according to the guidance of the witchcraft book.

Ok……

Chen Zhaomei remembered that she also took out the witchcraft book, placed the props, and drew a formation.But now, looking at the floor of the study, he saw that it was empty, and there was nothing there.

These things are certainly not going to disappear, just like he can't crawl into bed and sleep by himself.

Chen Zhaomei jumped out of the bed and ran to the box where the magic artifacts were placed. However, the box had been locked very securely.It is no longer possible for Chen Zhaomei to open and access the contents at will.

Chen Zhaomei immediately thought: Bai Gui must have discovered me when I was doing these actions.

He hadn't hoped that he could really share the dream with Bai Gui, this was just a curious attempt.Even if he failed, he wouldn't feel much pity.

Even if he was caught by Bai Gui, he wouldn't feel so scared.

However, there was a rapid beating in Chen Zhaomei's chest, as if to remind him: he should be afraid.

After Chen Zhaomei washed up, she opened the door and went out, and saw Bai Gui dressed as usual, drinking tea.Chen Zhaomei looked at Bai Gui, and asked directly, "My lord, did you put away the things in the study?"

Bai Gui looked back at Chen Zhaomei and nodded, "It's me."

Chen Zhaomei thought to himself: Sure enough, he found out that I was doing tricks.

Chen Zhaomei sat down beside Bai Gui, and asked, "Then how did I fall asleep?"

Bai Gui didn't answer, but asked him instead: "Why do you think I will know?"

Chen Zhaomei smiled and said, "I think, I definitely didn't fall asleep naturally."

"Why?" Bai Gui was still asking.

Chen Zhaomei replied: "It's just a kind of intuition." Chen Zhaomei shrugged, and said: "I was curious last night, just for fun. See if a man on earth without talent like me can cast spells with advanced props and formations "As he spoke, he thought of something, and he was a little panicked: "I lost consciousness halfway through casting a spell. Isn't this an ominous sign? Could it be 'demented'?"

"Crazy?" Bai Gui seemed to find it interesting when she heard these words, she smiled, shook her head, and said, "You won't."

Chen Zhaomei scratched her head and said, "I just feel that my body is not very strong, as if something is wrong."

"You also know that forcibly casting spells is risky, why do you still do it?" Bai Gui seemed to teach him a lesson, "I locked the box, don't do such things again in the future. You won't do it every time Such good luck. I might not be able to save you next time."

Bai Gui's tone was a little tough.

Bai Gui speaks softly, and rarely uses this tone to teach others.This abnormality made Chen Zhaomei realize that things might be more complicated than he imagined.Chen Zhaomei also knew that Bai Gui would not explain it to herself in detail.Therefore, Chen Zhaomei put on a nonchalant look, deliberately contradicted Bai Gui, raised her head and said, "Didn't I just play a little magic? Besides, I'm just an earth man with no talent. Draw a picture and light a candle, what can happen?"

Bai Gui nodded and said, "You are indeed an earth man without talent."

Chen Zhaomei was choked unexpectedly, coughed, and said, "That's it! It proves that nothing will happen at all!"

"Sometimes, talent is not necessarily required to use spells." Bai Gui explained, "According to historical records, many untalented men in ancient courts could cast spells to harm people through witchcraft."

Chen Zhaomei didn't know much about the history of Wu Xing, but he could understand Bai Gui's words: "Witch Gu by a court man? Is it Gongdou?" He also showed a very gossipy and curious expression.

"Yes, it's Gong Dou." Bai Gui paused and said, "As long as there are proper magic tools and spells, even a man without talent can successfully cast spells."

Chen Zhaomei became even more curious: "Who did that man spend so much energy cursing? Cursing the emperor?"

"Of course not." Bai Gui shook her head, "Emperors are usually very talented, and they have guards to protect them. Even if an ordinary man obtains a divine weapon, it is impossible for an ordinary man to harm the emperor."

Chen Zhaomei said: "Oh, that's a curse-like man with no talent. Why do men make things difficult for men? Competing is a bad thing!"

Bai Gui didn't comment anymore.

Chen Zhaomei analyzed what Bai Gui said just now, then touched his chin and said, "Even if an ordinary man obtains a magic weapon, he can't harm a person with high talent... Then, even if I use the high-end goods in the box, I won't be able to harm you." Is it impossible to have an influence on an expert like you?"

Bai Gui is also not humble, and silently accepts Chen Zhaomei's evaluation of herself as a "superior".He just asked, "Did you cast a spell on me?"

Chen Zhaomei almost bit her tongue, choked for a moment, and said, "It doesn't count. I just... I just used a 'Inspiration Dreaming Curse' to see who is having an inspiration dream nearby. What, you... ...Did you have an inspiration dream? I...I don't know!" Chen Zhaomei spread her hands, expressing her innocence.

The so-called dream of inspiration is like rubbing against WIFI, rubbing against the inspiration dream of a nearby wizard.

The inspirational dreams of senior wizards are rich in content, either they can communicate Yin and Yang, or they can predict the future, or they can receive oracle... In short, they are all very inspiring dreams.

To be able to have this inspired dream, the dreamer needs to have strong spiritual power.And this same dream spell is for people with low spiritual power.

No matter how advanced a wizard is, when they enter the inspiration dream, they are in a deep sleep state, and their defenses will be relatively weak.Using the exquisite inspiration and dream spell, wizards with a lower level also have a certain chance of being able to enter the dreams of senior wizards and rub the revelations in the dreams.

Of course, this success rate is not 100%.

Chen Zhaomei shrugged and said, "For a person like me who has no talent and no experience, the chance of casting a spell successfully is very low."

Bai Gui said, "The same dream spell is quite special. It's neither offensive nor defensive. It's more like opening a door."

"Open the door?" Chen Zhaomei didn't quite understand this metaphor.

Bai Gui raised her hand and made a gesture of turning the door open, quite gracefully: "If you have the key, it's not difficult."

Chen Zhaomei tried to understand Bai Gui's words: "You mean... that spell is the key?"

Bai Gui didn't answer this sentence, but just put down her hand: "But, you never know what's behind the door."

Chen Zhaomei became more and more confused: "What will be behind the door?"

"Maybe there are ghosts behind the door?" Bai Gui said, speaking such nonsense, her tone was a bit playful.

Chen Zhaomei is obviously a bold and unbelieving person, but at this moment she couldn't help but shudder: "Is there a ghost in your dream?"

Bai Gui replied: "That's not true. I just dream."

As she said that, Bai Gui looked at Chen Zhaomei: "But you... I can't say it."

Chen Zhaomei became more and more suspicious: I cast the same dream curse!If you have a good dream, then I must also have a good dream!

The more Chen Zhaomei thought about it, the more strange she felt, but she didn't come to a good conclusion, so she could only curse Bai Gui inwardly: I'm annoying riddlers the most!

Although Chen Zhaomei scolded in her heart, her face was quite kind.Among other things, he is now Party B, and Bai Gui is Party A.As a professional bounty hunter, Chen Zhaomei's attitude towards Party A is quite acceptable.Moreover, the more money Party A gives, the better his attitude will be.

According to Bai Gui's generosity, Chen Zhaomei should kneel down and call her father.

Chen Zhaomei smiled and said, "Okay, I understand. Young Master is a great truth talker, can I not listen to your advice?"

When Bai Gui heard Chen Zhaomei's sudden flattery, she felt a little uncomfortable for a while, her lips twitched, showing an uncontrollable smile: "I heard that men on earth have the most oily mouths."

Chen Zhaomei didn't deny it either, it's not shabby to make money.

Bai Gui was in a better mood, so she pointed out a few more words: "The same dream spell is not as simple as you imagined, it is an advanced spell that breaks the barriers of space, time and consciousness. Fell into the boundless cracks in space, unable to get out of reincarnation."

For ordinary people, when they hear about falling into a crack in space and not being able to get out of reincarnation, they will probably only think it is mysterious. It sounds very powerful, but they will not feel that there is anything scary.But Chen Zhaomei understood the horror of it.He once tried to get lost in space, fell out of the spaceship cabin, and drifted involuntarily in the space-time gap for about half an hour.

—just half an hour.

Chen Zhaomei experienced almost a century of despair.

In space, everything seems to stand still.Because everything is very far away from him—this distance is not as far as 1000 meters or 2000 meters, nor is it as far as [-] or [-] kilometers.In the universe, even the distance from Oceania to Africa can only be said to be close together.

Everything is measured in astronomical units.That is the distance that the mortal body can spend a lifetime... no, it is a distance that cannot be touched after lifetimes.

There was silence—absolute silence, no sound, not a trace.

Absolute darkness, absolute silence, absolute stillness, how close to death.

The only difference is that the dead person sleeps forever, but he is awake.

Awakened by despair.

He became a dead bug sealed in beeswax.

Researchers from human organizations have done relevant experiments, and the experiments show that the limit for humans to keep their minds from breaking down in a similar simulated environment is usually no more than 3 minutes, and the world record holder is 45 minutes.

Chen Zhaomei and his companions are all professionally trained people, and generally speaking, 10 minutes is the limit.

When the search and rescue team found them 30 minutes later, most of them had collapsed, and Chen Zhaomei seemed the calmest.He was even able to communicate clearly with the rescuers, so his symptoms were ignored at first.Psychological evaluation and psychiatric treatment also ranked him last.

To a certain extent, he is indeed the one who maintains the best mental state among all of them, but he is also heading for another kind of collapse in silence.

The expert assistant who conducted the initial assessment ignored Chen Zhaomei's problem, so the senior expert came to meet with Chen Zhaomei after he had dealt with other difficult cases himself.Until this time, Chen Zhaomei's mental state was already very dangerous.

The therapist was keenly aware of the problem, and immediately arranged for Chen Zhaomei to receive comprehensive treatment in the brain-computer interaction treatment cabin.

There, he met the supreme leader of the organization for the first time and so far only time.

Their organization is the largest and only bounty organization officially certified by the Galactic Federation in the galaxy.Although this powerful organization with power all over the galaxy is famous and famous, the leader of the organization is quite low-key and has rarely appeared in front of people.

It is said that even those who have become vice presidents in the organization nine out of ten have never seen the leader himself.

By the way, the leader himself likes to be called "President".

Someone boldly asked his name, and his answer was "My name is the president".

"My surname is President, and my first name is Cai." He said, "The elders call me Xiao Cai, but you can call me Boss."

That is really a domineering name, I don't know what his parents think.

Chen Zhaomei was lying on the square recuperation bed. A one-centimeter-thick brain-computer interaction line extended from the main unit of the treatment bed, and the other end of the line was connected to the back of Chen Zhaomei's head.The therapist next to him looked at the holographic screen with a solemn expression.There were complicated numbers and minimal curves displayed on the screen, but no matter what they were, Chen Zhaomei couldn't understand them, nor was he in the mood to read them.He lay on the bed with his eyes open, letting the AI ​​analyze his brain state.

At this time, Chen Zhaomei heard the sound of the cabin door opening, and his body subconsciously twitched—after experiencing the long dead silence of space drifting, he was very sensitive to sound.

"Your Excellency..." The voices of the therapist and the guard were full of awe and admiration.

Hearing that the president was coming, Chen Zhaomei finally had a little reaction.

He didn't expect that such a small figure like himself, the vanguard, could startle the big man who was so inexplicable.

He moved his gaze, and finally saw the mastermind behind this huge organization.

The image of this person is not what Chen Zhaomei imagined.

He thought that the boss of the mysterious organization must be a very old and courageous person.In fact, the famous CEO looks quite sick, and he is sitting in a wheelchair.

in a wheelchair...

This is so weird.According to the current level of medical technology development, no one will be disabled—unless the person has no money.It can be said that there is only one disease left on the earth, and that is poverty.

And Mr. President, it is definitely impossible to be a poor man.

This mysterious man who was born on the earth possesses wealth beyond the imagination of ordinary people.What he earns is the currency of the entire galaxy!

The wheelchair the president is sitting in also looks very expensive. It looks like it is tailor-made for him, it fits his body curve perfectly, and it can move by itself without relying on manpower.

The wheelchair slid to the side of the treatment bed, and the president said to Chen Zhaomei: "Your condition is not very good. We plan to implement hypnotherapy on you. This means that you need to completely hand over the control of your consciousness to the treatment personnel. The risk of treatment failure is You're going to be utterly insane. So, do you agree to be treated?"

Chen Zhaomei's rigid mind turned slowly, she opened her mouth, and said in a low voice, "I'm not quite sober now? Then, my informed consent is actually meaningless."

When he said this, he sounded very sensible.Not at all like an insane person.However, Chen Zhaomei knew that her sobriety was also an extremely sick condition.He couldn't describe how he felt at the moment.

A prominent symptom of his breakdown was that he was so lucid and alert that he couldn't relax, let alone sleep.

The president smiled and said, "Yes, but it should still be done procedurally. Moreover, I want to express my respect for your free will."

Chen Zhaomei stared at the president for a long time, then nodded heavily: "I agree."

The president said, "Okay, then I'll arrange it right away."

"What if it fails?" Chen Zhaomei asked, "If the treatment fails, I won't be able to continue working to pay off the debt, so my family..."

The president replied: "You are our employee. If you encounter such misfortune during your mission, it should be considered a work-related injury. The organization will give your family the due compensation. Please rest assured."

Chen Zhaomei was really relieved, he subconsciously trusted the president very much.

Therefore, Chen Zhaomei received hypnotherapy.

After the treatment, Chen Zhaomei's space phobia was cured, and all functions were functioning well.

Except for one sequelae——

He forgot the president's appearance and voice.

And the therapist told him very honestly: "This is the request of the President."

"He doesn't want you to remember him." The therapist added, "However, not only you, but also us will all be brainwashed after meeting the President."

The treatment assistant seemed dissatisfied with this behavior: "Actually, it doesn't make any sense. Anyone with experience can tell that the CEO has a nano mask on his face. Maybe he also loaded a voice changer on the sound channel. Even if everyone If you don't brainwash, you won't know his appearance and voice."

The so-called nano-mask is a bit like a high-tech version of the "human skin mask".This is an ultra-high-precision simulated human skin mask made of nano-materials. It has a first-class disguise effect, which is ten times stronger than plastic surgery.

Chen Zhaomei is also very familiar with this kind of mask. When he goes on missions, he often uses nano-masks and nano-voice changers to change his appearance.

A sophisticated smile appeared on the psychotherapist's face: "However, Mr. President really doesn't want to be remembered by anyone."

Human curiosity is endless, the more mysterious it is, the more it attracts people to explore.The president's whereabouts are too secretive, and it is easy to make people want to explore.

The psychotherapist couldn't help but retrieve clues about the president through the artificially blurred memory.After thinking about it, she came to another conclusion: "Your Excellency seems to be a bit special to Amei."

Chen Zhaomei thought for a while and said, "As a big man, he is really kind to a small soldier like me."

The psychotherapist shook his head. "He was nice to everyone."

"Ah? Then is there anything special about him to me?" Chen Zhaomei asked curiously.

The psychotherapist shook his head: "I can't tell."

The psychotherapist who has seen the President many times and performed many brainwashing tasks for him can't tell, so Chen Zhaomei, who only had a brief encounter with the President, can't draw any conclusions.

However, Chen Zhaomei also faintly felt in his heart that there was some kind of invisible and special connection between him and the president.

It's a pity that in Chen Zhaomei's memory, there are only traces of the brief conversation with the president and the smooth sliding of the wheelchair.

Immersed in this empty memory, Chen Zhaomei was unconsciously dazed.

"Boom" - the thick sound of the wall clock suddenly sounded, awakening Chen Zhaomei from the obsession with the past.He raised his head suddenly, glanced at the clock, and his tone became a little hurried: "We are going to miss the class time!"

Bai Gui didn't move at all, she just said, "I won't go to class today, I've already taken a leave of absence. You go for me, and take some notes for me along the way."

Hearing Bai Gui's answer, Chen Zhaomei felt something was wrong again.Bai Gui is a three-good student and an advanced representative of the Men's College of Virtue, and she has to go to class for every knife in the world.Why did you suddenly ask for leave when you were fine?

Facing Chen Zhaomei's suspicious gaze, Bai Gui calmed down and waved her hand: "Go."

Chen Zhaomei knew that Bai Gui was a born riddler, and she couldn't ask anything out of her mouth.As Party B, he can only shut up and work obediently.

Chen Zhaomei walked out of the dormitory with books and stationery in his arms, and the morning wind blew into his nostrils, making him feel refreshed.After he took a deep breath of the fresh air with the fragrance of fresh grass, he suddenly and belatedly realized what was wrong with Bai Gui in the dormitory just now——

Bai Rose smelled of blood.

He recalled again, thinking that Bai Gui's back was as straight as ever this morning, but it was stiffer than before, as if it was a taut string that would break anytime it couldn't be stretched.

Chen Zhaomei immediately thought that many injured veterans were holding on like this.

Thinking that Bai Gui might be injured, Chen Zhaomei's heart beat rapidly, entangled with the great uneasiness in his heart.

Although this idea was strange, Chen Zhaomei still didn't care too much, turned around and ran back to the dormitory, and hurriedly opened the door.

Bai Rose is not in the living room.

But the smell of blood was stronger.

Chen Zhaomei immediately ran into the bedroom, and sure enough, she saw Bai Gui lying on the bed, half of her robe unbuttoned, revealing a bubbling wound lying ferociously across his snow-white back muscles.

The wound was slender, and Chen Zhaomei was experienced, so he could tell at a glance that it was not a knife wound, but a kind of wound.