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Lunar Research Base DAY128

"Alarm! Alert! Angela's signs are exhausted!"

The radio throughout the base rang.

Wei Ling sat up sleepily, his head hit the top of the sleeping cabin immediately, and he woke up instantly.

"Why is it exhausted again... Is this brat the father who got sick twice a day and tormented him?"

When he arrived at the training room, everyone was busy.

Angela, who was wandering lazily on the other side of the glass before, seemed to be dehydrated at the moment, lying on the ground, gradually shriveled, and lost her fluorescent blue luster.

"Where's Wen Xiaojiu?" Wei Ling sat down in front of the computer.

"Wen Zhuo? He went to receive supplies from the base."

After the sentence was over, the surroundings fell into tension and panic.

Obviously growing very well, Angela, who was about to mature, suddenly weakened, and the environment in the cultivation chamber was sterile, and various attempts to adjust the environment of the cultivation chamber were useless, and even worsened.

Professor Cao, the person in charge of the base, was already in a cold sweat, and the fingers clasped on the table turned white from the force.

If Angela died, so many years of hard work, all the huge consumption of manpower and material resources...all in vain.

Even, they will be abandoned on the moon.

Wei Ling didn't say a word, and browsed through Angela's vital signs and environmental readings every day, reviewing the statistics that Wen Zhuo had collected, with focused and cold eyes, like a machine.

"Professor, suspend all oxygen! Increase the nitrogen level to ten percent!"

As soon as Wei Ling finished speaking, the other researchers immediately objected.

"You're fooling around! Even if Angela needs very little oxygen, you can't..."

"I don't have time to explain to you! Professor, if you don't empty the oxygen, it will die in no time!"

The entire research base suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at Wei Ling.

His back is straight and his eyes are firm.

"Wei Ling! You..."

Before the objections could be finished, Professor Cao immediately gave instructions: "Just do what Wei Ling said! Empty the oxygen! Inject nitrogen!"

Gradually, the shriveled Angela gradually filled up, and gradually regained its blue luster.

Wei Ling tried to adjust the air content in the cultivation chamber again, and Angela's condition miraculously got better and better.

Everyone exhaled.

Some put down their glasses and pressed the corners of their eyes, and some gulped water, as if it wasn't Angela who survived the catastrophe, but them.

Wei Ling came to the glass with his pockets in his pocket, and Angela swayed over, sticking her whole body on the glass, as if she wanted to wrap Wei Ling up, or act like a baby.

Wei Ling smiled, and tapped on the glass: "You are instant noodles, and they rise up after soaking?"

After finishing speaking, Wei Ling turned around and discussed with Professor Cao why Angela suddenly became weak.

"Thank you Wen Xiaojiu for the record. He probably also felt that Angela needs a lot of nitrogen to mature." Wei Ling said with a smile.

"Wei Ling, I know you and Wen Zhuo have been classmates for many years. Although he doesn't care about some things, I still want to remind you."

"what happened?"

"Wen Zhuo's father was an alcoholic. He would beat people up when he was drunk, and the whole family was ruined. So Wen Zhuo should be resistant to alcohol. Don't... just call him 'little wine' or something ..."

Wei Ling was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and touched his nose: "Oh... so..."

Lao Cao!You didn't say this a few years ago!It's like I bullied Wen Zhuo!

This night is the night of warming and drinking.

He pulled away the chair, and found that the cup on the table had been filled with freshly ground coffee, and there was a piece of paper under the coffee cup, which was written like Wei Linggui's talisman:

Enjoy the coffee that Master Ben gave you.In addition, Angela almost hiccupped, you should pay more attention to its data.

Wen Zhuo lowered his eyes, lightly touched the coffee cup with his fingers, then lifted it up to take a sip, and his brows frowned a second later.

Difficult to drink to a new height.

Putting down the cup of warm wine, he felt drowsy, his head moved forward, and almost fell into the cup of coffee.

At that moment, he seemed to be back in his freshman year. He fainted and was sent to the hospital. After a bunch of tests, he was diagnosed with leukemia.

Professor Cao paid for his medical expenses in advance, but his alcoholic father came to the hospital to mess around, saying that he should not drag the family down if he has a terminal illness.

His mother stood by, with tears in her eyes and didn't even dare to step forward to stop him.

When my father had had enough trouble and left, his mother told him that his father was dissatisfied with sending him to college, and beat and kicked her at home.Treating leukemia is a huge expense, and the family really can't afford it.

Looking at his mother, Wen Zhuo didn't even feel sad, as if the coldness between blood relatives was natural.

God will not make him terminally ill and not die just because he has a good brain and a high IQ.

That day, he made up his mind to leave the hospital, go to a place where no one knew him, and leave quietly.

Just when he was making plans with his eyes closed, someone came to his bedside, he smelled a refreshing smell, it was his roommate Wei Ling.

A guy who is a bit wayward, lazy, and completely different from his personality.

Wei Ling gently pulled up the quilt for him, changed the hot water for his thermos, sat by the side and waited until the drip was about to run out to call a nurse for him.

Wen Zhuo thanked him, many years later Wen Zhuo still remembered the temperature of Wei Ling's fingertips that day.

Later, Wen Zhuo got a bone marrow match, and even the doctor thought he was too lucky to die.

Wen Zhuo passed by the attending doctor's office before being discharged from the hospital, and heard two doctors chatting.

"That kid named Wen Zhuo is really lucky, and the one who successfully matched with him is actually my classmate!"

"His classmate is also cute. He keeps asking me if I want to make a hole in his bone to take the bone marrow. I almost cried like that. I joked that yes, it will hurt and paralyze. Will you give the bone marrow back?" ? He said yes, even if he is paralyzed, he can save his classmate’s life, and that’s a good deal.”

"Then we're going to eat tonkotsu ramen, right?"

"Yeah! Later, I found out that it wasn't that serious and scary, so I was as happy as if I was about to bloom."

Standing there, Wen Zhuo realized that Wei Ling was the one who gave him the bone marrow.

The guy who is afraid of pain when the school organizes blood donations, thinks about pretending to have diarrhea and squatting in the toilet.

When Wen Zhuo returned to school, Wei Ling was already a sophomore, and he took sick leave. After returning, he had to continue his freshman year.

When he came back from the laboratory, he often saw Wei Ling playing basketball with other students. The sleeves of his T-shirt were pulled to the shoulders, exposing his entire arm.He would pick up his clothes and wipe the sweat off his face. Under the light of the street lamps, his tight waist line looked tough but seemed to be broken if he snapped it hard.

Wen Zhuo could stand there and watch for a long, long time.

Just when Wei Ling on the court raised his head to look at him, Wen Zhuo suddenly woke up, his body sank, his shoulders trembled suddenly, his hands rested on the desk, in front of him was Wei Ling. that cup of coffee.

He almost fell asleep?Why did he suddenly think of Wei Ling?

No, something ingested his memory about Wei Ling!

Wen Zhuo stood up and looked at Angela in the training cabin.

The strong fluorescent blue luster around it has not had time to dissipate.

"You never know what the real Wei Ling is. Don't try to use his curiosity to lure him."

Wen Zhuo's voice was extremely cold.

Lunar Research Base Day132

"Wen Xiaojiu...ah, no, Wen Zhuo! Wait for me!"

Wei Ling caught up with Wen Zhuo who came out of the conference room.

Wen Zhuo turned around and said, "What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for me to do nothing, don't you still wait for me?"

Wei Ling put his hand on Wen Zhuo's body, smiling slightly.

With so many people in the research base, only Wei Ling dared to hook up with Wen Zhuo.

"I think what you said is right. Angela has the ability to read the brains of other living organisms, any knowledge is not a problem for it! And it is likely to be a parasitic organism."

Wei Ling talked a lot, and the more he talked, the more he talked, and he almost had an IMAX screen to play a movie.

"Wei Ling." Wen Zhuo lowered his voice, meaning "you're digressing".

Wei Ling immediately became serious.

"That's why I also agree to terminate the cultivation of Angela and Noah...they are too erosive to be controlled by humans. But Professor Cao means that if our training plan fails, we might have to stay on the moon for a lifetime... ...that's ridiculous!"

"Wei Ling, they sent me to the database." Wen Zhuo's voice was always indifferent and alienated, as if he didn't belong anywhere, no matter the earth or the moon.

Wei Ling froze for a moment, showing an expression of disbelief.

"Are they brain twitching? Then I'll go to the database too."

"You can't stay in the database at all." Wen Zhuo dragged Wei Ling back who was about to rush back to the conference room.

"I can't wait if you're not here. Look at them one by one! Big oily heads! The black-rimmed glasses are as thick as the bottom of a yogurt bottle!"

"You want to go to the database with me just because I'm prettier than them?" Wen Zhuo's voice was flat, with no hint of joy or anger.

But Wei Ling has long been used to the other party's indifferent tone, the more indifferent Wen Zhuo is, the more Wei Ling can enjoy himself.

"That's really incomparable - one or two of them grows like over-nourished pitcher plants, you are Tianshan snow lotus, against the wind and proud frost! This can be compared to..."

Before Wei Ling finished speaking, Wen Zhuo suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth.

"Woooooooo..."

Professor Cao's voice sounded from behind them.

"Wei Ling, don't even think about going to the database. I'm afraid you'll just write a virus and wipe out the entire database. And Angela is in the mature stage, so you have to stay in the training base."

Just because he saved Angela twice, Professor Cao became more and more "superstitious" about Wei Ling's judgment.

Wei Ling's face collapsed in an instant, and Wen Zhuo could see the struggle for survival in his eyes without moving his hands away.

After Professor Cao left, Wei Ling whispered, "Without you, who am I going to babble to?"

Then Wei Ling's head was rubbed by Wen Zhuo, Wei Ling waved his hand away, as expected - Wen Zhuo, a senior cleanliness patient, was wearing sterile gloves.

Just when he was about to say, "Who are you as a kitten or puppy", Wei Ling looked up and met Wen Zhuo's eyes.

There was no warmth in his eyes, Wei Ling had long been used to it.But at this moment, Wei Ling felt the pressure.

"When I'm not around, don't watch alone at night, try to avoid being alone with Angela. If you encounter special circumstances..."

No matter how stupid Wei Ling is, he also understands that what Wen Zhuo means is that Angela has other plans for him.

"I'll put on a spacesuit, walk on the moon, and find you in the database."

"Contact me about something."

"Okay, I'll call you every day~" Wei Ling said with a smirk.

Wen Zhuo turned around and left.

Wei Ling frowned and rubbed his chin: "Shouldn't it be time to say...'I'll cut you off if you talk nonsense'?"

So Wen Zhuo acquiesced in calling him to harass him?