National Biology Program [Rebirth]

The first time I heard this voice was when Song Youxian failed in his third experiment.

Maybe it's because of the accumulated stress.

Because of his dissertation being framed before, Song Youxian left his homeland like a bereaved dog. This optical brain laboratory in M ​​city of country W is his last chance.

Maybe it's because all the bad luck has run out, the boss of Song Youxian's laboratory in the M world is not bad.Of course, it may be that Song Youxian hasn't received any kindness from others for a long time. After Song Youxian's third experiment failed, the boss patted him on the shoulder and said a series of words in a gentle tone.

Song Youxian actually knows a lot of foreign languages, but it's a pity that basically all of them are not good at speaking and listening.He is also the most taciturn one in the laboratory, so even though he has been in the laboratory for nearly a year, Song Youxian has not made much progress in this regard.

It may also be that he is resistant to interpersonal communication, so he is unwilling to make progress.

Song Youxian reluctantly listened, sorted out the words in his ears for a while, and it took a while to understand what his boss said.It probably means that failure is normal. They have failed for many years. You have been up all night for three days. When the results of the experiment come out, go to rest and sort out the experience. '

Song Youxian shook his head, feeling that his mind was still clear: "No, I don't need to rest for now." Although the experiment failed this time, it has gained a lot. It proved that his idea is correct, but the direction is not enough precise.

"NoNoNo! Song, my side is a formal, ordinary science and technology laboratory, not a blood-sucking factory for capitalists. Please go to rest immediately." The lab boss was very moved by Song Youxian's hard-working employees , and immediately asked the assistant to carry Song Youxian back to his room.

Forced by several assistants to take a rest, Song Youxian had no choice but to wash up and lay down on the bed, his mind was still spinning the analysis of this experiment.He didn't want to be interrupted by sleep, Song Youxian was full of energy even if he was lying on the bed, he felt that he couldn't fall asleep in this situation, but the facts told him that the instinctive attraction of the bed to his body, His head was infinitely excited and he still didn't hold on for 2 minutes, and fell into a deep sleep.

It was already the third day after waking up, Song Youxian glanced at his mobile phone, he rested for a whole day and night!

It's a waste of time, why do people need to sleep?Song Youxian tried his best to recall the inspiration he had before going to bed, but fortunately he did not forget it, and still had a deep memory.Song Youxian breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, and quickly got up to find a pen and paper to record his thoughts.

Only then did Song Youxian notice that the things in his room had been touched.

Song Youxian's memory is very good, and he can still clearly remember the state of the room when he returned to the room the day before yesterday. There was a water glass and a book beside his bed, the notebook on the table had been touched by someone, and the bathroom door There are also deviations in the placement of slippers.

Song Youxian's expression darkened immediately, and he immediately called for the guards.

After a serious search, no one entered Song Youxian's room during the time he was resting, even though the surveillance was called.A bunch of people were alarmed, and it was finally confirmed that it was an oolong. There was no trace of other people in this room, and nothing was missing.

In fact, even if someone entered Song Youxian's room, there would be no gain.Because this room is just a place for Song Youxian to simply rest, and no experimental materials are stored here. The only thing that is slightly useful is a notepad on the desk, which is specially used to record whether Song Youxian is right or not. Inspired, the things on it are very fragmented and even have only a few characters. It can be said that except for Song Youxian himself, it is a bible for anyone to read.

Song Youxian's assistant brought Song Youxian his lunch. Looking at Song Youxian's not-so-good expression, he thought it was because of the early morning oolong that made him lose face, and comforted him with a smile: "DR .Song, you are too busy. You have been sleeping for almost two days. It is normal for your memory to be confused. Do you want to relax? DR.Smith said that he will hold a party at home the night after tomorrow, let’s come together ?”

Song Youxian didn't make a sound, took his lunch and thanked the assistant flatly. He was indifferent to what the assistant said, and looked intently at the notepad in his hand.

All the inspirations he wanted to memorize in the morning had already been written in the notebook, and what he was reading now was the three extra pages in his own notebook that had been inexplicably added.

The handwriting does not need to be authenticated by others, Song Youxian can confirm it at a glance, it is written by him.It's just that the narrative style is completely different from his. The records in his notebook are scattered and fragmented, but the content in these three pages is very neat and complete, and the logic is clear, except that the records in it use a variety of national languages. , probably as a paragraph in a paper.

Seeing Song Youxian's attitude, the assistant knew that this was another rejection. She had been with this eccentric person in her laboratory for two years. Although she hadn't had much communication with Song Youxian as an assistant, but How much will still be a little understanding.It's not surprising that her boss lives as if he only has research and experiments in his life. If it wasn't for the occasional Song Youxian listening to music with his headphones on, the assistant might think that his boss has no human feelings at all.

However, the ability of my boss is obvious to all. As a young foreign scholar, he has gained a firm foothold in the laboratory within half a year, which is entirely based on strength.The assistant has also heard about Song Youxian's dirty things in his own country. To be honest, it's really strange that he can do such a thing when his boss looks so stupid.

People in the academic circle don't understand how people in the industry do it. They are probably envious of a genius like Song Youxian.To be honest, they were also very jealous when they saw Song Youxian's daily progress in the laboratory, but it was a pity that they looked at the posture of people studying desperately, and no amount of jealousy turned into panic.

The most feared thing in the world is that people who are more talented than you work harder than you.

What's more, most people in this optical brain laboratory have different research directions. After Song Youxian's rapid progress made their eyes warm for a while, they dispersed.

It's just that the assistant, as Song Youxian's special assistant, still does biological research like Song Youxian.Seeing Song Youxian spread the notebook on the table generously, he knew that Song Youxian did not intend to avoid people, and he became curious when he saw some fresh biological nouns on it.

"What is this? I didn't seem to have these things in my previous research." The assistant glanced at him and felt dizzy after a while, and asked Song Youxian generously.

When it comes to biological content, Song Youxian has always answered without hesitation: "Type A red fever virus."

Mention this word, the assistant is not interested.Song Youxian's microbiology major turned into bioelectronics, and his assistant is a thorough bioelectronics major. Type A red fever virus is a deadly virus that has emerged in the past two years. It is highly contagious and has caused a lot of casualties in country X. Well, the vaccine was only developed half a year ago, and mass production has only been realized recently, which is a hot topic in the biosphere after all.It's just that this has nothing to do with bioelectronics. The assistant is not a Frankenstein like Song Youxian, and he has no interest in interdisciplinary.

Waiting for Song Youxian to finish his lunch, the assistant took away all the leftovers, and after finishing his work, he invited his little sisters to leave.Song Youxian sat in the dining room and read the contents of these three pages several times, and finally determined the research direction of the three pages.

It is not the kind of virus-specific treatment that everyone has studied, but it strengthens the infectivity and lethality of the virus.

Song Youxian's face was heavy.

The handwriting on it is exactly the same as his. Compared with the previous papers that were framed, it was revealed that he was doing this kind of research, and he was really completely ruined.

Song Youxian tore off the three pieces of paper and burned them clean with a lighter.

"Who is it?" Song Youxian murmured as he looked at the small pile of ashes.

"Hee hee hee—" Following Song Youxian's question, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded in his ears. This laughter was full of malice, like endless resentment and anger.

Song Youxian was terrified, and couldn't help but glance around.

There was no one in the cafeteria anymore, only a few people chatting sporadically a little farther away, and there was no one else within three meters of him, and the malicious laughter that never stopped in his ears seemed to be someone other than him. Others hear.

Song Youxian subconsciously blocked his ears with his hands, but the laughter didn't change with his movements.Only then did Song Youxian realize in a daze that the sound of this laughter was very similar to himself.

The failure of the third experiment was a key point for Song Youxian. After that, Song Youxian had already touched the door of the entire composition of the nerve tentacles. During the fifth experiment, the experimenters were able to achieve the desired effect through the equipment. The effect has been achieved, but it is a pity that the persistence time is not long enough, and the nerve tentacles will be damaged in less than half an hour.

Amidst the cheers of the researchers, Song Youxian watched the boss's cheerful speech, and applauded along with the crowd.

It took almost two years from the third experiment to the fifth experiment, and the assistant was already very familiar with Song Youxian. Seeing that Song Youxian had two wireless earphones hanging on his ears, he took them off and hung them on the ear with a laugh. on my ears.

The loud music pierced into the assistant's ears, and the assistant knew that this was Song Youxian's favorite singer Lu's song again after listening to a sentence of the lyrics. There was really no exception. A song for one person.

The assistant rolled his eyes unceremoniously, and asked Song Youxian, "Bring this, can you hear what the boss said?"

Without the earphones, Song Youxian's own voice came from Song Youxian's ears again, but it was completely different from the early giggles. The voice echoing in his mind was narrating his own research, and Song Youxian was already used to it.Without changing his face, he took back his earphones from his assistant's head, without any embarrassment on his face, and asked, "What did you say?"

The assistant resisted the urge to continue rolling his eyes: "Today and tomorrow are two days off, with pay!"

Song Youxian put on the earphones again, and the noisy narration in his head disappeared immediately.Song Youxian blinked, and looked at the expectant expression on the assistant's face, as if waiting for him to express something, Song Youxian thought for a while, and finally said confusedly: "Congratulations... Congratulations?"

"Idiot!" The assistant was furious, and made a vicious expression towards Song Youxian without any politeness. He stepped on his high-heeled shoes and left angrily.

Song Youxian looked at the back of the assistant leaving and smiled.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't understand at all, it's just that these feelings are meaningless to him.The optical brain experiment is coming to an end, and the research on another person in his body is also coming to an end.

Originally, when he was listening to Lu Qibai's music, the other person in his body would not come out to make trouble, but now it has gradually become useless.At least he sleeps with headphones on at night, and every now and then another personality starts to take over his body.

If Song Youxian understands correctly, this personality should be the accumulation of all the negative emotions he has suppressed all the time. It is completely anti-social and anti-human. Occasionally, what this personality whispers in his ear can make Song Youxian feel goosebumps pimple.

Maybe he should see a psychiatrist.

Song Youxian looked at the pale face in the mirror, his eyes gradually turned disgusted.

Comparing your heart to your heart, if a biological researcher has an antisocial personality and is doing research on lethal viruses, whether it is because of mental illness or not, it will make people panic.

This will be a more terrifying existence than the framing in the original paper.

Absolutely ruined and cannot be turned over.

During the eighth experiment, it was completely announced that the optical brain research in their laboratory was successful. The boss was very excited and jumped up and down on the stage, shouting that they would be recorded in the annals of history.

Song Youxian did not attend the celebration party in the laboratory, and quietly returned to his test bench, and made an injection with the existing materials very simply and briskly.

For him, it is not difficult to make a painless euthanasia injection. It doesn't even require research. He even hummed a short song in a happy mood.

It was Lu Qibai's song.

When he fell in love with Lu Qibai's song, it wasn't the peak period of Lu Qibai's career, but the most embarrassing trough.At that time, Lu Qibai was inexplicably blocked, and he was struggling in the entertainment circle, and Song Youxian was also notorious at the time.Seeing the embarrassed Lu Qibai struggling to make his voice out on the stage, Song Youxian couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement.

Maybe it's star power.

Before he knew it, Song Youxian became Lu Qibai's fan.

'Boom thump-'

Song Youxian turned around and saw the boss knocking on the door outside the laboratory.

Song Youxian put the prepared injection in his pocket very naturally, and walked to the door of the laboratory to open the door for the boss.

"Song, what are you doing in the lab when you're not going to the party? The optical brain has been completed, it's time to take a vacation for yourself." The boss patted Song Youxian on the back carelessly.

"The laboratory hasn't been tidied up yet." Song Youxian said sternly.

"There are so many assistants doing this." As he spoke, the boss stroked Song Youxian's messy bangs on his forehead, "Tomorrow you and I will have a styling session, and there are still many banquets that need you to attend? Your current It doesn't look like it."

Song Youxian frowned, and was about to refuse when he heard the boss continue: "I know you don't want to go, but at this time the main researchers have to be present to push the product, and I'll bring you here as a reward." country w."

After the boss said so, Song Youxian let go of the injection in his pocket, sighed, and agreed.

After being well-dressed, Song Youxian was greeted with cheers when he appeared in front of his colleagues again.It's not that there are no handsome guys in the laboratory, but the difference between Song Youxian before and after dressing up is really too big.Completely changed from a slovenly otaku to a slender and melancholy handsome guy, all of a sudden, Song Youxian was surrounded by a bunch of girlfriends who were chattering.

Song Youxian smiled awkwardly, his mind was in a mess.

Naturally, he couldn't wear headphones if he wanted to attend a party, so the malicious voice in his head started to sound again, and a bunch of people outside were chatting and chatting, making Song Youxian's head almost explode.

However, this is just the beginning.

Optical brain is a cross-age technology, and there were more than one related gatherings. For the next month or so, Song Youxian was forced to attend various gatherings, large and small, with his boss.Countless people praised, catered to, and even invited Song Youxian to participate in their projects, waving money to invest in Song Youxian's future research, all kinds of people, grotesque world, combined with the non-stop malice in his mind The words exhausted Song Youxian physically and mentally.

After finally waiting for others to lose their attention to him, Song Youxian simply went to the balcony of the banquet to breathe a sigh of relief.

The moonlight is very beautiful, and the flowers printed on the balcony add a bit of beauty.Before he knew it, Song Youxian suddenly realized that the voice in his head had quieted down, accompanied by very slight footsteps.

It was the sound of leather shoes, not high heels.

male.

In a daze, Song Youxian remembered that before today's banquet, the boss had mentioned to him with a smile that the celebrity he liked who had become the big boss would also participate today.

Song Youxian turned his head slowly, not a surprise but not a surprise, meeting Lu Qibai's face, Song Youxian said casually: "Mr. Lu, can I ask you to sing a song?"

This kind of unreasonable request was rejected without any accident. Song Youxian let out a sigh of relief. Looking at Lu Qibai's receding figure, the malicious voice resurfaced in his mind. The expression on Song Youxian's face was still calm and expressionless Variety.

The moonlight is beautiful and luck is not bad.

This kind of gathering lasted for more than two months. The boss announced that the cooperation had been finalized. When everyone was on vacation, Song Youxian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Back in his room, Song Youxian sat at the desk with a blank sheet of paper in front of him.

According to the management, a will should be written for suicide, but Song Youxian couldn't think of what he should write at all.He had notarized the property as early as the first year in M ​​City, and he had no intention of changing it, and he didn't have any relatives and friends to tell him.

After sitting for half an hour, Song Youxian finally gave up this kind of non-thesis, difficult Chinese writing.Lying on his own bed, he took out the injection he had prepared and injected it into his body.

He is unwilling to spread his pain to the world, and there is no other way to stop the behavior of another self. This may be the last thing he can do.

Good night, this infinitely beautiful world.