Chapter 59
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Countless small holes could be seen on the walls of the tunnel. Once a dangerous creature escaped, such as Mo Ye, it would release a high concentration of neurotoxins.
The infrared rays were changing their scanning trajectory every second. With a single command, it would become a cutting machine.
He followed Song Zhi to the deepest part of the base.
No one came here, but it was heavily guarded. It was like another independent beating heart of the base.
When the last door opened, everything became bright.
The size of this department surprised Zhou Yu.
Countless researchers in white coats were busy working.
"Are they studying Mo Ye?" Zhou Yu asked.
"Yes. Mo Ye's genes are very complicated. We want to understand what gives an S-grade creature the ability to mimic and other abilities that we don't understand. But what we have is like a drop of water in the ocean. We are still very, very far from the answer we seek, "Song Zhi replied.
He continued to walk deeper into the base.
Zhou Yu realized that this department was not protected or patrolled by armed guards.
"Aren't you worried that Mo Ye will escape?"
"Of course I am. But this kind of worry is worthless. He has already been shackled. If other humans get close to him, they will become weapons for him to use. For example, that Night Spirit from before. So many people became its nourishment. "
Song Zhi stopped in front of a door. "I'll stop here. Any further and it will be within his power. Even though he can't do anything to me, I don't like the feeling of being toyed with. "
Zhou Yu didn't know what Song Zhi meant by "toying with", but he knew that the so-called "shackles" were Zhou Yu's spinal fluid.
He walked forward step by step. His body was steady, but his heart was beating fast.
It was as if a secret was about to be revealed.
In front of him was a room. The room had no door, but one of the walls was transparent.
The room was brightly lit. A young man was lying on the bed with his legs crossed, reading a book.
Zhou Yu moved his feet. He subconsciously turned his face to the side, trying to see the young man from different angles.
His skin was very white, and he was tall, about the same age as Zhou Yu. He was wearing a white T-shirt and loose casual pants. Her legs were straight and slender, and the wrist that held the book had a kind of elegant beauty.
"I missed you very much."
This sentence suddenly rang in Zhou Yu's mind.
It seemed to come from a place far, far away, carrying with it centuries of dust.
Zhou Yu gasped. He knew that it couldn't be the young man talking because the room was soundproof.
That voice existed in his mind and not in his ears.
"I miss you every day."
The young man slowly put down the book that was covering his face and sat up unhurriedly.
Zhou Yu suddenly met that pair of amber eyes.
Bright and clear … those were Mo Ye's eyes.
The young man walked towards Zhou Yu and stopped in front of the glass.
If human beings were really created by God, then this young man was the perfect example.
He had a beautiful outline, and the subtleties were inexplicably moving.
He raised his hand and placed it on the glass wall. Zhou Yu seemed to be possessed. He also raised his hand and placed it on the glass.
"I miss your warmth, Zhou Yu."
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