Chapter 459: Baiyue

Introverted? reason? wrong! Wrong! How could a restrained person arrogantly yell the name of His Majesty the Holy Emperor in such a place, and threaten the medical staff. Only young people who like to be open and quick to speak can do this.
What Old Corey said about him now seemed more like a cold joke.
To live in this world, only children who are inexperienced in the world will pursue what they want, and a mature man who wants to establish a foothold in society and live on, he must learn to compromise and learn to follow the trend...
"Are those in the'Rover Technology Consortium' overestimating this kid?"
What Boyle didn't know was that Old Corey and others didn't overestimate Tang Fang, but he underestimated Lord Captain.
Regarding the small abacus of the Star Alliance, Tang Fang knew that their purpose was to capture him, not to kill him. Therefore, no matter how he made trouble or toss, Boyle would wipe his butt, and this will continue. Until the moment they do it.
This kind of treatment is very good, especially when he is in a bad mood, without revealing his strength, but he can be willful.
Tang Fang did not answer Boyle, because Tang Lin suddenly walked to him, pointed to a cell in the left corner and said, "Brother, look!"
Tang Lin pointed out that the prison cell was not in a
closed
state like the room where the female Morris slave was being held. There was only one person in it, a person sitting on the toilet lid with both hands and feet tied by chains.
The man had long slender Danfeng eyes, but his eyebrows were a little pale and looked very uncoordinated.
His hair is thick and jet black, draped messily on his shoulders, like a savage, but what is amazing is that his body is very clean. Not in the usual sense... He has no chest hair, no leg hair, even the private parts.
Tang Fang didn't like to look at the man's body. Even a bodybuilder like Schwarzenegger would feel a little sick. But this time he couldn't help but look at it a few more times, because he wanted to figure out whether it was scratched or raw.
After about 5 breaths, he mumbled: "Qing...Qinglong..."
"He is special." Tang Lin said a word.
"It's very special!" Tang Fang turned his head, looked at his younger brother who had become a little taciturn since he woke up, and said earnestly and earnestly: "Tang Lin, you can't just..."
"Brother, what are you thinking about!" Tang Lin shook his hand as he inserted a dagger into the middle of the army boots. He barely scratched his feet.
Master Captain blinked, "Am I wrong?"
"I mean he is special." Tang Lin explained again.
Tang Fang glanced at the man, especially the bald words, and nodded: "I didn't say he was not special..."
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Tang Fang was a little hairy when he looked at him: "If you have something to say, please don't look at me like that."
Tang Lin took a deep breath, and said with an ear: "His mental power... is not right, to be precise, it is a very unusual brain wave."
"Listening to what you said, it seems like this is the case." Tang Fang's expression slowly returned to calm.
He is different from Tang Lin and Freya, his body is roughly the same as an ordinary person, but he has the ability to regenerate at a high speed, and he can't distinguish the strength of a person's brain waves. Fortunately, Emma can hack into the data host through the wireless network to obtain that person's physiological index.
"I'm going to put the cell down." Tang Lin did not ask Boyle for advice, and immediately walked to the console after speaking.
Just then. The mobile video device on Boyle's wrist rang, and he pressed the answer button. It was called by Ivan, the manager of "Fallen Angel".
"Tang Fang, I'm going to accompany me. Something happened in front of me. Manji had an argument with someone. I'll go take care of it and return later, and prepare clean clothes for you by the way."
Tang Fang's military uniform had just been stained with blood when he was holding the female Morris slave, and it looked a little irritating.
"Okay. Go ahead." Tang Fang narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.
Boyle didn't say much. Tell a few guards to take care of them both, and walk quickly to the crystal passage. Take the magnetic levitation facility and leave the central platform.
At the same time, with the assistance of the staff, the cell holding the "Blue Dragon Man" slowly landed on a berth on the edge of the platform.
Tang Lin opened the door, and the two entered the room one after another.
The male Morris slave sat on the toilet seat and did not move, but from his hands gripping the chains tightly, it could be seen that his emotions were not as calm as his sitting posture.
He didn't waste too much gaze on Tang Fang, instead he focused his attention on Tang Lin, staring at him like a stone sculpture.
It wasn't until this time that Tang had clearly seen his features. His hair and eyes were in line with Asian characteristics, and his face, nose and mouth were similar to those of Germanic descent, with a mixed-race taste.
"Ho ho ho..." He suddenly laughed, his voice very hoarse.
Tang Fang knew that this was not his original voice, but because he hadn't spoken for a long time...He had been silent in this cell for too long.
"You are not a human! You are not a human! Hahahahaha!" He suddenly burst into laughter, his voice very strong, unspeakably wanton and unassuming.
Master Captain suddenly became interested, because he was not crazy, he was just stating one thing, and the object was... Tang Lin!
"What's your name?" When he walked to the neatly arranged, unwrinkled bed, Tang Fang took the pillow at the head of the bed and placed it on his left rib, leaning against the iron frame at the foot of the bed, looking like he was going to follow him. Have a long conversation.
"Aren't you afraid of me?" The man didn't answer Tang Fang's question, he squeezed the iron chain that bound his hands and feet, and made a dull metal crash.
"Why are you afraid of you?" It was not Tang Fang who answered him, but Tang Lin.
"That's right, because you are not human." He repeated.
This is very unpleasant, Tang Lin frowned, and sneered: "This is really ironic when it came from a Morris slave."
"It's really ironic," he said.
Then he looked at Tang Fang: "My name is Baiyue, Bai during the day, and the mountain!"
"Oh? You have a name?" Tang Fang was a little surprised, because in the database of "Fallen Angels", his code name was "9528".
"You are a little different from them."
"Of course, I'm very smart." Bai Yue answered quickly.
Tang Fang pointed to the thing between his legs: "I mean it."
That person is speechless...
"This is very unlucky." Master Captain continued to spread salt.
Bai Yue was speechless.
"Who gave you this name?" Tang Lin didn't have the cold humor of Tang Fang. He has always been very serious, so compared to falling into trouble. He was even more curious as to who gave Morrisnu, who had a reasonable IQ before him, a complete name instead of a code name.
"My mother!" Bai Yue released his hand holding the chain.
"Do you have a mother?" Tang Lin was strange.
The Morris slaves in the Phoenix Empire are generally assembly-line work products that the government collects the sperm and eggs of Morris slaves of different genders through IVF technology. Without a name, where are the parents?
Although this blasphemes human rights, there is still a big gap compared with human cloning. Therefore, countries such as the Star Alliance and the Charles Federation have always criticized the Phoenix Empire as having great human rights issues, but they cannot be said to be anti-human. .
"Don't confuse me with them." Bai Yue looked at the Morris slaves in the cell behind him, with a trace of anger on his face: "Huh, a bunch of cartilage!"
"Oh?" Tang Fang smiled: "Then you are tough?"
"Otherwise, why do you think I am trapped here." Bai Yue shook the iron chain that bound his hands and feet. With a proud face: "I killed someone."
"I've killed too, a lot." Tang Fang smiled and bent his eyes. This time he came to "Fallen Angel". He finally found a more interesting thing to do, instead of having to sigh about the helpless social and institutional problems .
He thinks it is very interesting to molest a Morris slave who thinks he is very intelligent, especially when he is not wearing clothes, but still looks bullish, sitting on the toilet seat, but he seems to be stepping on tired bones. When forcibly installing x.
"Why kill so many people?" Bai Yue asked with a serious face.
"Because they want my life, so I can only apologize to take their life before they take my life."
Bai Yue sneered: "Oh. You do it to live!" Then he made a sacred look: "I did it for sacrifice."
Tang Fang blinked, a little puzzled, and pointed at the people behind him: "Aren't they all sacrificing?"
"Wrong, so wrong!" Bai Yue said, "They sacrificed for the old Virginia stuff, and I did it for myself."
"Oh?"
Perhaps it was Tang Fang's words that touched his heartstrings, or perhaps it had been silent for so long. He needed a loyal audience to tell the story that seemed to him to be impassioned and passionate.
He jumped onto the toilet seat and said loudly, "You know, I am a Morris slave, Morris slave! But I am a very special Morris slave. I am much smarter than them, and I will think about being born. Meaning. Will resist the injustice of fate, will step on the name of His Majesty the Holy Emperor."
"My name is Bai Yue. I am walking on the road of pursuing the value of my life."
"Then have you succeeded?"
"Not yet, but I already have a goal."
"Appreciate further details."
"Since I cannot choose my own birth, cannot overcome the sad fate, and even the power of choice has been ruthlessly deprived of the empire, but I still have one last chance to realize my self-worth. I can choose when to end my life, at least , My own life should be understood by myself, not by anyone else. This is my sacrifice only!"
"You're really smart." Tang Fang rolled his eyes and said to his heart: This stock is out of heart, and it turns out that Morris slave's way of thinking has far surpassed that of human beings.
Tang Lin was silent, looking at Bai Yue's wide soles, he was very worried whether the toilet lid would suddenly break.
"Then have you succeeded?" Tang Fang continued to ask.
"Of course, because I killed someone, they must put me to death... You see, didn't I make a choice and realize my self-worth?"
Tang Fang continued to roll his eyes, even though he knew that Freya was very playful and his words were vulgar, he couldn't stop at all.
"Then why are you still alive?"
Bai Yue scratched his scalp: "Maybe it's not time yet."
"I don't think you are any different from them."
Tang Fang went to the door and called a staff member, pointed at Bai Yue and said, "How much is his life worth?"
The staff took out the pda in the pocket of the white coat, slid the touchpad, and replied without looking up: "20,000 stars."
Waved and screened the staff, Tang Fang sat back at the end of the bed again. Seriously said: "Do you still think that the right to choose is in your hands?"
Bai Yue thought for a while, then he stopped talking, and so on. Finally sighed: "So, am I wrong?"
Tang Fang nodded: "It is a superficial thing to judge this kind of problem by right and wrong."
This guy is definitely a strange flower in Morris Nori. Actually he would think about this kind of problem that only the magic stick can tangle. From a certain perspective, he is indeed smarter than other Morris slaves, but this kind of smartness is not desirable.
Just when the three of Tang Fang were silent, Boyle stood silent in front of a monitor in a conference room of the "Fallen Angel", beside him was the manager Ivan. At this moment, he was looking at the picture on the monitor curiously.
Boyle moved his gaze away from Bai Yue, looked at the timetable of the video camera with his wrist, and whispered, "Let's start."
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At the same time, in the courtyard of a sea-view villa in the residential area of ​​the "Cui Fank" Resort Hotel, a few kilometers away from the "Fallen Angel".
Freya was sitting on a beach chair, blowing the salty sea breeze, holding a glass of juice in her hand, and meticulously counting the stars in accordance with Tang Fang's instructions.
"1178, 1179, 1180, 1181..." Her voice did not rush, like the wind blowing indifferently.
A wave climbed onto the beach and swallowed countless shrimps, soldiers and crabs. There was singing from the other side of the mountain, and colorful fireworks woven into a sea of ​​light in the sky.
Freya unconsciously lost consciousness, staring at the colorful rainbow sea in a daze.
She thought of listening to those nice songs nearby. I want to see how the fireworks rise to the sky.
She put half of the glass of juice on the beach table next to her, sat for a long time, thought for a long time, and finally shook her head and continued to count her stars.
"Huh? Which one have I counted... Really sad... Forget it, let's start from the beginning."
"Tang Fang, I'm very good and obedient." Freya continued to start his life of counting stars.
The girl patiently did what they agreed upon. She didn't know that there was a person leaning on the railing of the balcony on the second floor of the villa. To be exact.
Freya is very simple, to some extent. Simply means stupid, means stupid. How could Tang Fang really leave her alone in a place like a resort hotel, let alone Horace, Benedict and others.
His worries were not unnecessary at all, because there was really one more person in the yard of the villa, just when Freya drank the juice in the cup and found that he had forgotten to count again.
"Freya, what are you doing?" Mingming's voice was very old, but he insisted on stalking his throat and made a gentle accent.
The girl did not hear of her, but still devoted herself to counting her stars: "12, 13, 14..."
"Wow...wow..." Not far away came the sound of the sea tide, regular and rhythmic, like the rain from the eaves beating the ground.
Because the voice was too soft, it was so soft that it was easily overwhelmed by the sound of the sea tide, so this time, I can't blame the girl for not hearing it.
"Freya, what are you doing?" The voice rose a little.
Freya continued to count: "21, 22, 23..."
"Freya, what are you doing?" When the voice sounded for the third time, it was already near the beach chair.
Freya is still counting: "28, 29, 30..."
"Freya, what the are you doing?" The voice finally ceased to be soft, like a dog hiding behind the door fence.
Freya shook her body and felt a little dazed. When she recovered and looked at the starry sky again, she found that she had forgotten which one to count again.
She was very angry, very very angry, because this was what Tang Fang asked her to do, and she had to do it well, but that voice was really annoying.
So she looked at the figure standing next to the beach chair angrily, and said, "Didn't you see me counting the stars? Don't be noisy!"
"Count the stars?" The man froze for a moment, and looked up at the night sky. The sky was pitch black and dark clouds covered the sky. Not to mention the stars, there was no moon.
"1,2,3,4..." The girl started from the beginning again, with a serious and focused expression on her face.
The man felt his chest suffocated, as if something was blocking his throat, so that the following sentence was hoarse like a crow: "Stop counting, I'll take you to see the fireworks."
Freya paused, glanced at him, then raised her head and continued counting: "12, 13, 14..." This time she was rare to count.
"There are people setting off fireworks over the mountain, and they will still sing around the campfire, don't you want to go?" The voice continued to tempt.
Freya stopped counting again, the light in her eyes flickered for a while, and she said loudly: "You ~ EbookFREE.me~ Don't talk anymore. Sister Kleiya has said that you cannot talk to strangers casually, let alone talk to strangers. Strangers go."
"I'm not a stranger." Horace moved his face from the shadow to under the light, and pointed to himself: "I am Tang Fang's friend and yours. How can I be a stranger?"
Freya thought for a while, and said seriously: "If it's you... even more so!"
"Why?" Horace was puzzled.
"Because Tang Fang said that he can't go with the uncle... Uncle is a bad guy. They will show me goldfish and let me eat bananas. This is wrong!"
"Huh?" Horace was stunned. He could swear to the sky that he really didn't intend to touch her this time, but just wanted to inquire about Captain Tang through her mouth.
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In the next conversation with Bai Yue, Tang Fang learned the origin of his name. It turns out that this guy's origin is really different from most Morris slaves, and this is also his proud capital, or he thinks it is better than others. The reason Maurice slave is smarter. (To be continued)