reverse capture

The wind from the barren desert unscrupulously pulled Wen Zhuo's hair, and his expression returned to the original, like a tightly closed city wall without the slightest gap.

"where to."

"Joint Control Center."

Wen Zhuo straightforwardly picked Wei Ling up, stepped into the cabin, put on earmuffs and a seat belt for him.

Wei Ling was still wearing a blue striped hospital gown, and as the helicopter tilted, he swayed towards the hatch.

Wen Zhuo stretched out an arm and pulled him into his arms. He took off his black suit and put it on Wei Ling's body.

Only then did Wei Ling remember that his whole body was drenched.

He subconsciously wanted to move his toes.

Wen Zhuo unbuckled his seat belt and turned to sit in front of him.

Just when the helicopter shook, Wei Ling's soul was about to be shaken out.

"Hey! It's dangerous, what do you want to do..."

Wei Ling never expected that Wen Zhuo would lift his feet up and put them on his knees, open the spare medical kit on the helicopter, and wipe his feet clean with a wet towel.

"No! You...you really don't need to do this!"

Wei Ling was extremely embarrassed, and the insteps of his feet, which were not very agile, arched.

"It's hard for you, isn't it?"

Even though the drone of the helicopter overwhelmed everything, Wen Zhuo's voice was inexplicably clear.

"Are you guilty of not coming back during Noah's raid? No, really no... If you hadn't caught me, I would have died a long time ago..."

Wei Ling said seriously.

"I'm guilty, but more importantly I don't want you to be a little uncomfortable."

There was no change on Wen Zhuo's face.

He took out a disposable shoe cover and put it on Wei Ling: "You just make up for it, and when you get off the plane, someone will send you dry clothes."

"Ah."

Wei Ling lowered his head, thinking carefully that Wen Zhuo had really changed a lot.

He is full of questions now, this time, Wen Zhuo should answer him.

When the helicopter flew over the old city, Wei Ling was overwhelmed by the dilapidated city scene in front of him.

"This is... what's going on?"

"That's the old city. You can see it all over the world."

"Old city? Is it a place abandoned by humans? Why is there an old city?"

Regarding Wei Ling's many questions, Wen Zhuo was calm and patient.

"Eight years ago, two highly intelligent alien biological samples escaped from the moon base and the space station respectively. They have super high self-replication capabilities."

All of this is like the prelude to a Hollywood special effects sci-fi blockbuster.

The helicopter was slightly bumped, and Wei Ling fell forward, being stretched by the crossed safety belt.

Wen Zhuo returned to Wei Ling's side from the opposite side, his arm wrapped around Wei Ling's neck, his palm just pressed Wei Ling's forehead to the seat, and Wei Ling's profile was almost touching Wen Zhuo's forearm.

Through the fabric of the white shirt, Wei Ling could feel the strength of Wen Zhuo's arm muscles, as well as an illusion that he belonged to the other party.

"and then?"

"These two alien biological samples, the one cultivated on the moon base is named Angela; the one cultivated in the space station is named Noah. When Angela and Noah escaped to the earth, there happened to be an outbreak of influenza. They are all distributing vaccines to major hospitals and epidemic prevention stations."

Wen Zhuo's voice has always maintained a cold and objective quality, but it is because there is no emotion in this voice that Wei Ling is more convinced that he is not telling a story, but describing the facts that have happened.

"Don't tell me...they use their own copies to contaminate those vaccines...and then humans are parasitized?"

"That's what I'm going to tell you."

Wen Zhuo's voice came through the earphones, but his breath was right next to Wei Ling's ears.

Wei Ling even wondered if he was talking right next to his ear, but Wen Zhuo's arm fixed his neck, so he couldn't turn his face to look at him.

"And then what?"

"Not everyone meets the conditions to be parasitized. The copies of alien creatures tend to be hosts with high intelligence and excellent physical functions."

High IQ and excellent physical function... Wei Ling's first thought was Wen Zhuo beside him.

He is a professor at the United University of Science and Technology, his IQ must be nothing to say!

He is also a researcher at the moon base, so he has the physique of an astronaut, and he has absolutely no hypertension or heart disease.

In addition, he was able to catch Wei Ling who fell from more than ten meters with his bare hands...

Wei Ling already had answers to certain questions in his mind.

"Humans with extremely weak physical functions and unable to adapt to the copies of alien creatures, as well as animals... I forgot to mention that Angela and Noah didn't even give the animals vaccines, and these will become monstrosities. Irrational monsters fighting each other in the ruins of the old city."

Because of the high flying altitude, Wei Ling could only vaguely see what was chasing them in the old city.

Some even jumped from the top of the ruined building desperately, but it was still too far from their height.

But that picture is too shocking.

"How about your general physical condition?"

"The copy is lurking in the body, waiting for the host to meet the parasitic conditions. As for those who meet the conditions, there are two results."

"Which two?"

Although the tone was so peaceful that there were no waves, Wei Ling became nervous. He knew that one of the so-called "two results" belonged to Wen Zhuo.

"Those who are parasitized by Noah and meet the conditions will be completely controlled by Noah. Although they retain their human appearance, they are only the shell and container of Noah's existence on earth."

Wei Ling's heart was cold. He could accept lying on the bed forever and being unable to move, but he couldn't accept that his brain could no longer think.

"And those who are parasitized by Angela will be much luckier, because they have developed antibodies. After the antibody is injected, although they cannot kill the copies of Angela in their bodies, they can limit the parasites within a certain range."

Wen Zhuo's warm and slightly steamy voice was getting closer and closer to his auricle.

Wei Ling even suspected that with just a bump, Wen Zhuo's lips would hit his ear.

The sunlight slanted toward today's cabin, casting a shadow in front of Wei Ling.

Obviously Wen Zhuo only turned his face sideways, and his shadow could still see Wen Zhuo's forehead and the tip of his nose, but Wei Ling felt that the other party would kiss him at any time.

It's so funny, Wei Ling, your brain is really frozen.

"The one that limits the parasites to a certain range is the hybrid? Like Ye Yu? Essentially, she is still human, right?"

"Yes. But the cities we live in every day have been wrecked by monsters, and some of them have been controlled by Noah and his copies. So humans withdrew from the area that was infected by a large area, and used missiles and other methods to fight against the monsters as much as possible. Beasts hit it, and built new cities in unspoiled areas. Like here."

Only then did Wei Ling realize that the scenery outside the cabin had changed!

They leaped over a seemingly endless metal wall, and a modern new city, a city full of hope and vitality, appeared before his eyes.

"Welcome to Xincheng Light Year."

Lian Yu on the opposite side raised his hand towards Wei Ling and said with a smile.

At that moment, the shock in Wei Ling's heart cannot be described in words.

Passing by a hospital, the helicopter carrying Ye Yu heard the roof of the hospital. There were already medical personnel waiting there. Ye Yu was carried on a cart and rushed to the operating room.

"Ye Yu, will she be okay?"

"Ah."

"What about the others? Like Dr. Tang?"

Wen Zhuo was silent, Wei Ling thought of the bodies of the security guards in the pharmacy, and realized that there might be no more survivors in the entire medical base.

Noah's style of acting seems extreme.

Or in their cognition, Noah is not human.

Their helicopter team escorted Wei Ling all the way to the United Center.

This is a ring-shaped building with more than ten floors, but it is not very conspicuous from the outside.

"We have arrived."

Wen Zhuo opened Wei Ling's seat belt, and hugged him very easily.

"Hey! This is not good!"

Wei Ling found that Wen Zhuo seemed to like hugging him very much.

For example, when lying on the hospital bed to help him turn over, such as when bathing him and adjusting the angle of the bed, or... now.

"What's wrong?"

Wen Zhuo lowered his body, maintained a posture of embracing Wei Ling, and blocked the door, motionless.

Lian Yu carried the sleeping He Lian on his back, so he could only stop behind them.

"You...don't hug me..." Wei Ling glanced at Lian Yu who was carrying He Lian, "You can carry me too!"

"waste time."

These four words are Wen Zhuo's answer.

He got off the plane directly with Wei Ling in his arms, and someone had already rushed over with a wheelchair.

Wei Ling was put on the wheelchair by Wen Zhuo, at that moment he finally let out a breath.

Someone actually came to deliver the clothes.

Under everyone's attention, Wen Zhuo knelt down in front of Wei Ling on one knee. He first dragged his heel to put on the sock and smoothed it out. Not worth mentioning, Shan Wenzhuo still held him firmly.

"What's wrong? I hurt you?"

Wei Ling's ears suddenly exploded.

What does it mean to "make me hurt"... Do you know how ambiguous this sentence is when I told you to watch more of Mahiro Ono's movies?

"No, no... I'm just sorry..."

"You don't need to be embarrassed, I've seen you everywhere anyway."

Wen Zhuo answered.

Wei Ling really has nothing to love..."I've seen you everywhere" can you stop saying it in front of other people?

After putting on the shoes and socks, and putting on a coat, Wen Zhuo straightened up.

"Lian Yu, I'm going to take Wei Ling to see Director Zhou. Send He Lian to rest."

"Yes. Professor."

Wei Ling was pushed into the elevator by Wen Zhuo.

Those who came to deliver the wheelchair did not follow the elevator.

When the elevator door closed, only he and Wen Zhuo were left in the whole space, and Wei Ling was a little ready to move. This was the legendary joint control center—Wen Zhuo's work unit!

The elevator doesn't go up, it goes down.

"Are we going to meet someone important?"

Wen Zhuo put a hand on Wei Ling's shoulder, and he lowered his head, which seemed to be very close to Wei Ling's ear: "For me, there are no big men in this world."

At this time, the elevator arrived, the door opened, and soft white lights shone into the elevator.

Wei Ling saw countless people in suits and white gowns, some of them were using handheld computers, and some were paying attention to holographic images.

When the sound of the wheelchair sounded, they all looked over.

Wei Ling was not used to being saluted by so many people.

Obviously, the first thing they noticed was Wen Zhuo, with respect and a hint of fear in their eyes.

Then, when they noticed Wei Ling, they were surprised at first, and then they couldn't hide their curiosity.

"You should get me a pair of sunglasses."

"yes."

Wei Ling didn't expect Wen Zhuo to respond to his self-mockery.

"They're like huge fans of mine."

"Maybe it's true."

"Maybe it's an illegitimate meal. Do you know what an illegitimate meal is?" Wei Ling got excited.

He really wanted to look up at Wen Zhuo's expression, but his neck was not very strong.

"That was the term eight years ago."

"Oh……"

"But these 'illegitimate meals' will not know where you live, will not have your mobile phone number, and will not have the opportunity to touch you."

Wen Zhuo's voice still didn't fluctuate much, but in Wei Ling's ears, there was an illusion that the nerves were being forcibly tightened.

When they finally came to the end, a metal door slid open, revealing a small office.

There are piles of documents as high as hills everywhere, and the smell of paper and dust is mixed.

Wei Ling frowned, and sneezed three times violently, destroying the entire row of documents in front of him like a rainbow.

"oops--"

A middle-aged man in a blue crumpled shirt and black-framed glasses with one leg hanging over his ear crawled out of the pile of documents.

"Wen Zhuo, you're here."

The man has splayed eyebrows, and when he smiles, he looks embarrassing.

After he put his glasses back on the bridge of his nose, he saw Wei Ling in front of him and was obviously taken aback.

"Wen Zhuo! You brought Wei Ling here, why didn't you tell me in advance? I didn't even tidy up the office!"

"Wei Ling won't mind."

Wen Zhuo remained motionless, watching the man tidy up the table with great effort.

"Wei Ling, this is Zhou Yin from the Joint Control Center, Director Zhou."

"Well, Wei Ling, it's really an honor to meet you! I heard that you can stand up now, what a..."

The man finally cleared a small space, straightened his collar, and stretched out his hand to Wei Ling.

"It's really news of universal celebration?" Wei Ling stretched out his hand as hard as possible, while completing what the other party had just said.

"Yes, yes, yes! The whole world celebrates!"

When Wei Ling's hand finally lifted slightly from his leg, Wen Zhuo, who was behind him, lowered his body and covered the back of his hand, "You don't need to shake hands with him, he was catching cockroaches just now."

"What? Cockroaches!"

This time, Wei Ling finally managed to turn his face to the side at about fifteen degrees. Out of the corner of his gaze, he glanced at the tip of Wen Zhuo's nose, and those eyes, deep and focused.

"Don't! Don't get me wrong! This cockroach is called Xiaomei, and it's my pet! Pet!"

Wei Ling was very thankful that Wen Zhuo held down his hand.

"Well, Wei Ling is here, I should make a pot of good tea..."

Director Zhou's glasses slipped again, and he quickly pushed them back.

"Okay." Wei Ling replied.

"What's good?"

"Make a good pot of tea! Hurry up! I haven't had tea in a long time!"

There was a trace of excitement in Wei Ling's eyes, he was serious.

Director Zhou froze for a moment, looked at the piles of documents on his desk, and then looked at Wen Zhuo with pleading eyes.

"He said he wants to drink tea, let's go to the bar." Wen Zhuo said.

Director Zhou looked at Wen Zhuo with unbelievable eyes, and said sadly: "Professor Wen...you have changed...you have never been able to force others to make things difficult for you before."

"I'm just kidding. There's no need for extra pleasantries. Have a can of Coke."

"Coke is good! Coke is good! Fat House Happy Water, you and I deserve it!"

Director Zhou lowered his body again, wondering if he wanted to find Coke from the pile of papers.

"Coke is a carbonated drink, so don't drink it." Wen Zhuo said.

"what……"

Now, Wei Ling was really disappointed.

"Well, let's get down to business, Professor Wen, do you have any decision to bring Wei Ling here?"

"I decided to keep him by my side, and I don't have to send him to any base anymore. I will protect him personally."

Wen Zhuo's voice came from behind Wei Ling, very calm and steady, Wei Ling had already seen the power of those Noahs, the sacrificed security personnel, and Ye Yu who was covered in bruises.

Can Wen Zhuo really protect him by himself?

No... Wei Ling was more afraid that Wen Zhuo would be hurt like Ye Yu.

"There are still many things you need to do, you..."

"Those things are not as important as Wei Ling. I just came to tell you that I don't trust anyone except myself."

After finishing speaking, Wei Ling felt that the wheelchair had turned in a different direction, and Wen Zhuo was about to push him out of the office.

How did you finish talking so quickly?

"Professor Wen! Wei Ling needs reconstruction now! You can't watch him learn to walk 24 hours a day!"

Director Zhou's shout was completely ignored by Wen Zhuo.

"Where are we... going now?"

"my home."

These two words suddenly fell on Wei Ling's heart.