Chapter 70: The sound of Nibelungen

"You have finally asked the right person. If anyone in the world can do this, maybe it is me. As far as your body is concerned, Zhou Yu's spinal fluid is an alien intruder. The effect is like a virus, disintegrating your bodily functions and making you lose some of your abilities. If you want to get back your abilities, there are only two ways. The first is like antiviral treatment, the week will be The spinal fluid left in your body kills like a virus."
"Killing... It sounds cruel." The ink stays on the chin. "I still choose a gentler way. Everything Zhou Yu gave me, I care a lot."
"The second method is to convert Zhou Yu's spinal fluid into a part of your body."
"I like this." The night nodded, and he showed a childish smile.
Zhou Yu’s gaze passed through the night, and he didn’t understand what kind of creatures could combine both innocent and qualities.
Dr. Jiang also swallowed his mouth.
"But the former is more likely, and the latter almost crosses the boundaries of the species. In the end, everything depends on the fate!"
Ink night took a look at Zhou Yu’s shoulder and said,
Hey, I like this little guy.

Dr. Jiang picked up his eyebrows and replied: "I am not a little guy. And Zhou Yu, you can come out from there."
After that, Dr. Jiang went to the door and entered the password and fingerprint door to open it.
Wu Yun, who got the news, and Zhou Qing rushed to Zhou Yu, who was going out of the room.
"Oh my God! Brother, you have never told me about such a big thing! If you don't come over, I will never see you again!"
Zhou Qing almost didn't cry, although he usually doesn't seem to be close to anyone, but Zhou Yu is the only person he cares about.
"If you tell you, you have no intention of working." Zhou Yu took a shot of Zhou Qing's back. This is the consistent style of Song Zhi, to ensure that everyone who comes to Nibelungen can complete his post value.
Bai Yingting smiled and looked at the picture of the brothers hugging, and then his line of sight was opposite to the ink night, and the warmth in his eyes sank.
He walked over and lowered his voice and said to the ink night: "You are really impulsive, and almost ruin everything."
In the night, the ink eyes narrowed and looked straight into Bai Yingting's eyes: "Predecessors, do you seem to expect me to save you? If Zhou Yu finds out what you are, I guess he will shoot you down. He hates most." It’s cheating."
Bai Yingting also reported an indifferent smile: "You can try it. But I will tell him that the only person who can save Zhou Qing is me."
The two men looked at each other and smiled. Bai Yingting extended his hand to the night and said: "Cooperative cooperation."
Zhou Yu suddenly turned his face and asked: "What cooperation is happy? When did you two have an intersection?"
Zhou Qing also looked at it curiously.
Bai Yingting said with a smile: "It seems that Zhou Yu, you still don't know, Mr. Song Zhi is preparing for the plan to go to the ancestor Imir. I and Zhou Qing as botanists are also part of this plan. So we are going to cooperate. Right. In the night, did you feel the existence of Song Yu? When did he plan to go to the ancestor Imir?"
The ink night closed his eyes and searched for something. After ten seconds passed, he did not say a word. Others were unclear, but they remained quiet.
When the ink night opened his eyes again, the golden color of the two eyes seemed to compress the whole world into his eyes.
After a few seconds, the eyes suddenly faded and returned to black.
"No... I used too much physical strength before, and I really couldn’t sense Song’s place."
He glanced at Bai Yingting and seemed to say "You can give it a try."
Bai Yingting shook his hand: "I am weaker than you now."
Zhou Qing did not understand: "White Professor is weak? Are you sick?"
Bai Yingting smiled and replied: "I am just a metaphor. Compared with the ink night, all of us are very weak."
Zhou Qing suddenly remembered how Bai Yingting took himself away from the research room. He was thinking about asking the other person when there was no one. I didn't expect Bai Yingting's gaze to have come.
His lips are shallow smiles, as if he has seen everything in Zhou Qing.
At this time, Dr. Jiang said: "Hey, I just heard that Zhou Yu can also sense the location of other creatures. Since the ability of the ink night is not good, I heard that the temper is wasting my energy. It is better to teach one week now. Yu. Maybe he can sense Song Song’s message."
At this moment, Zhou Yu’s question has come again:
Song Song? Who are you talking about Song Song?

Everyone looked at Wu Yun, Wu Yun sighed and replied: "Song is a s-class creature. I have seen him on the way I am carrying you back. He said that he would join forces with Song to deal with Turin."
Dr. Jiang looked at Wu Yun and stunned his head: "Hey, are you finished?"
Wu Yun nodded and said: "I finished, what else to say? Oh, we don't know when Song Song intends to act."
Dr. Jiang stunned his face: "It seems that you really don't know anything about Song's romance."
Wu Yun picked up his eyebrows and said: "Roman history? Song Zhi, what other romance can this guy have?"
Everyone looked over curiously.
Dr. Jiang directly pulled the chair next to him and cocked his legs. His fingers clicked on the air: "Well, let me tell you a story. Song Song is the s-class creature that Song Zhi cultivated." At that time, there was a female researcher who was a fiancee of Song Zhi, but the female researcher was lured by a s-class creature and then became pregnant. Of course, she was born with a s-class creature. Only the female researcher’s end was very Tough."
Zhou Yu remembered the video of a female researcher who had been let go of Wu Yun’s first training, with a s-class creature and the past that Song Zhi had vaguely mentioned.
It turned out that this is true.

Song’s pain was so painful, but the s-class creature that the female researcher gave birth grew up. Because all the people around him saw human beings, he wanted to integrate into us and also to imitate himself into a human being. Hate can't kill him, but in any case, the s-class creature still has the blood of the female researcher. He hates that the child has to raise him at the same time. Human beings are emotional creatures. A child has been with him for a long time, and he will have feelings anyway. The s-class creature stayed with Song Zhi for many years, and Song did not keep him in the research room, but let him grow up freely, and He also gave him a name called Song Wei."
"The amount... is really unfair, but I have to be kept in the research room." Ink night pretending to be dissatisfied.
"Song Song grew very fast, two years ago. Juli Group used his spinal cord to create a neurotoxin specifically for Nibelungen, and wanted to use Song Wei to hunt down his father. The father killed the revenge of the researcher, but unfortunately failed. Song Wei was killed by his father in order to protect Song. Nibelungen is such a cruel environment. Father may not be good to his son. The seriously injured Song Hao finally understood the use of the Juli Group, so he left the base, hid in other places, healed, hibernated and found his own biological father."
Everyone else was silent, and only the ink night kept a smile.
"This is really a moving story. Compared with Song Wei, I am so lucky. I don't know who my parents are. It is an egg."
He took another look at Zhou Yu and said: "And the person I believe is not Song Zhi, but Zhou Yu. My Zhou Yu has a strong and warm heart."
Zhou Yu looked at the ink night coldly and walked out sideways: "I am hungry. Wu Yun, let's go to the restaurant to eat."
"Wait, Dr. Jiang, how do you know about Song Zhi and the s-class creature?" Wu Yun asked curiously.
"Is this strange? I have worked with Song Zhi at the same base. It is a friend. When Song Zhi began to ignore Song Song, the little guy often looked at me with poor eyes!" It’s like looking back a long time ago.
"My God, Song Zhi actually has friends? This is a miracle! Sure enough... even if it is a bad guy, God will give him a window!" Wu Yun exclaimed.
Jiang Jinghang’s look was cold, and he said coolly:
This is your Bolong, not a playground, and there is no outdoor teaching. There is always someone who has to play the role of a bad person to set off your greatness.

Wu Yun is silent.
When everyone walked away, the ink night came to the side of Bai Yingting and said to him in a sly voice: "Hey, seniors, how long can your body support?"
Bai Yingting raised his eyes: "It won't be too long. I have put my body into a dormant state. I don't know how long I can manipulate this body. Moreover, your ability is also tied up. It is impossible to count on Song Zhineng. Find a way to help you unlock this shackle, he won't let you go."
The lips of the ink night twitched an inscrutable smile: "Don't worry, my predecessors, I have found a way to extend my strength."
"what way?"
"Of course it is Zhou Yu. I will teach him the power of s-class creatures little by little, and he will adapt him to Nibelungen's life little by little."
"But he is always human."
When he came to the restaurant's Zhou Yu, the chef just gave him a potato goulash package, and he couldn't wait to send it to his mouth. A meal was not enough for him to eat. He raised his hand to ask the chef for a second meal. The chef was hesitant. After all, all the food here was quotad, until the chef Song Zhichao nodded in nowhere. The chef then took another meal from the kitchen.
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Zhou Yu ate three times in succession.
"You are simply a thirsty ghost reincarnation! What happened to you? Hurry up and stop, I am afraid that you will break your own stomach." Wu Yunyu lived on the edge of the plate.
What Zhou Yu realized, slammed the edge of the table and resisted his appetite. He doesn't know what's going on, as if he woke up this time and felt very hungry, no matter how much he ate, he would be quickly digested.
And at this time a variety of voices poured into his mind again. Criss-crossing, drowning Zhou Yu.
Zhou Yu lowered his head and held his head in his hands. His brows were very tight. He wanted to pull himself out of these sounds as he did last time, but the more he struggled, the deeper he was, the more the voices would be. More and more loud and complicated.
"Remember what I said to you. Their voices have different levels. You are different from them. You are far above them. Don't think about leaving, but think about transcendence."
The inky night calmly and with a hint of cool sound, Zhou Yu’s burning thoughts instantly fell into the ice sea, calmed down, and it lifted itself up one by one and finally detached from these noises.
Wu Yun worriedly asked: "Zhou Yu! What's wrong? Is the body still not recovering? What Dr. Jiang said that you have no problem at all!"
"I'm fine, just a little headache, just take a break..."
Zhou Yu suddenly stood up and rushed into the bathroom. His hands were pressed on the sink. Everything that had just been eaten was spit out. Finally spit out only the stomach acid, Zhou Yu turned around and adjusted his breathing on his back.
At this time, the ink night came to his side and put his hand on his face. The temperature of the ink night is slightly cooler than that of Zhou Yu's face. This fresh feeling makes Zhou Yu feel very comfortable.
"I am sorry, let you experience my world in this way."
"If these have become a reality, I just want to know how to master this ability. I can't rely on your guidance forever to make myself... no longer hear these voices."
In the night, the ink stayed on the edge of the sink and looked at Zhou Yu.
"I know that there is something in your human world called a bicycle. Bicycles need to be balanced. Balance is a feeling. Once you find the balance, you will never forget how to ride a bicycle and control your body. The same is true. These voices exist objectively, because your brain is different from ordinary humans. Don't escape, they are your strength. In the world you grew up, I don't think anyone would be afraid of bicycles, right. ?"
At this moment, the ink night has a calm and wiseness that is inconsistent with his superficial age.
There is persistence in his eyes, but in a deeper sense it is a transcendent.
"If you want to get in touch with Song Wei, there are two ways. The first way is to let me absorb your blood and restore my strength. The second way is that I teach you how to find the information you want, and other. The creature gets in touch and you come to connect with Song Yu."
"But now the most urgent task I think Song will not give me such time to learn. Once I miss the opportunity, not only Song Yi may become the goal of Turin, but we may never be able to catch him again."
Zhou Yu extended his finger to the ink night, and the ink smiled at night. The slight smile on his eyes had a mature meaning.
"Fingers are not enough now."
He lifted Zhou Yu’s wrist and bit it. Although he could feel his teeth piercing his skin, then the kind of soothing feeling rushed down into the deep brain of Zhou Yu’s brain. Then all the sounds changed shape, soft, with a sense of rhythm, like a concerto.
Zhou Yu knows that this is his own experience of the world through the brain of the ink night.
Everything became inexplicably beautiful. He seemed to hear the singer of a certain plant. He seemed to hear it. Some creatures were talking to each other, like whispering whispers, and those who made Zhou Yu hate. The sound, which has been transformed into a lot from the mud, has become beautiful.
He didn't know if it was because the sound that the night of the night heard was good, or because the ink night filtered all the good things for Zhou Yu.
When the ink night put away the teeth and left Zhou Yu's wrist, Zhou Yu suddenly breathed a sudden waking up.
The world has once again become awkward. Zhou Yu found that as long as he does not concentrate, those voices will flow into the brain. He can't control himself like a night.
The inky night's thumb is attached to the place where I just bite Zhou Yu, gently rubbing it, he lowered his head, and there was a gentle look between the eyebrows, which is the opposite of the woman's femininity - tolerance, and patience, compared Zhou Yu, the ink night at this time is more like an elder.
"Thank you."
"It doesn't matter, I don't feel any pain anyway. You can try it, can you feel the existence of Song Yu?"
The ink night closed his eyes again. When he opened it, the golden dragonfly was deeper than before. Staring around his eyes could feel the emergence of power, expanding rapidly in all directions, and everything could not escape it. Search. When it reached a certain level, there was another force that docked with the ink night. Daddy, the golden eyes of the ink night restored the original black again.
"I found Song Yu, he has been tracking Turin. They will arrive at the ancestor Imir in three days."
"Then we will tell Song Zhi now."
Song Zhi’s ten fingers overlap. He looked at the ink night and asked with a very serious expression:
Can I believe in you?

Ink night sat lazily across from him, his left leg swayed gently on the arm of the chair, his fingers fiddled with the coffee cup in front of him, and said: "Zhou Yu likes to drink tea and doesn't like coffee."
"I asked your question what is the relationship with Zhou Yu?" Song asked.
In the night, the ink smashed his head and learned how the fingers of Song Zhi overlap. The same movement, Song Zhi appears rigorous, but the ink night is in the lazy with a sense of oppression, like the power infiltrated from the gap of hell.
Sometimes Song did not understand why he was so naive as a child whenever he faced Zhou Yu, but he could show a completely different expression to other people.
The ink night hung down, and time and the world seemed to pass through his eyes and eyes, leaving no traces.
He said: "Of course there is a relationship. I am looking forward to all the expectations of Zhou Yu. I care about all Zhou Yu, and all of Zhou Yu believes that I naturally do. For now, Zhou Yu believes in you, then, you too I can trust me for the time being."
For a long time, Song suddenly said: "Can I ask you for one thing?"
Ink night raised his eyes, slowly inclined to Song Zhi, his eyes have an insight, has completely seen through Song.
"I know what your request is? You want me to protect Song Yu and let Song Hao live. But what Song Wei expects is not just alive."
Song sent his face to the side and gently opened his drawer. There was a book there, and Song used his finger to open the first page of the book, holding a photo.
In the photo, Song sat coldly at the desk, and a teenager sat on the corner of the table with his hands on the harmonica, laughing and leaning toward Song.
Song Zhi’s fingertips just touched the other’s face and received it back like a sting.
On the night of the day, they received a message that the third base of Juli Group was occupied by Dr. Turin.
When Song confirmed the news, he was working on a mission with Zhou Yu and others.
"What is the base?" Wu Yun asked curiously.
Dr. Jiang frowned. "There was a laboratory that was originally established in Turin. The equipment inside can be used for the cultivation of viruses, and there is also a production line of neurotoxins."
"Are we going to take back that base?"
Song Zhi shook his head: "It will be sooner or later. But now it is too late to stop to stop Turin from using the ancestor Imir."
"What else do we need to know?" Zhou Yu asked.
"There are dozens of field players in that base, and joined the camp of Turin like Li Shengnan." Song answered.
"Oh--that is, we must not only confront the alienated human beings, but also the creatures of Nibelung, who are manipulated by him, and the demons of your humanity. I am very curious, they can get from Turin. What did you get there?
Ink night took a piece of chocolate from Li Qian, and unpacked the package and put it in his mouth and wrinkled it with only one bite.

Tulin has mastered the most advanced research results of our Juli Group, and even there are many research things that only he knows. He can make the death dahlia alienate himself and retain the human nature, which shows that his understanding of Nibelungen’s biology has been It has reached a certain height. It is not surprising to decode the powerful healing ability and the long-lived genetic code of the creature here. Imagine Wu Yun, if one person promises you, he has already mastered the method of your daughter. Don't you follow him all the time?"
"Assume that Turin has mastered this method. If he convinces me, I will follow him." Wu Yun said half-jokingly.
"The Turing I know is a madman. He is a man who has a lot of control over power. He is not just satisfied with the dominance of the king in Nibelungen. He has human beings since he retains human thought." . He will definitely want to go back to the human world, and he has enough to let him control humans." Dr. Jiang replied.
"I don't have the heroic feelings of saving humanity. I only know that this guy can't save my daughter."
This time the mission was not dispatched by the helicopter, and everyone took the Hummer.
Zhou Yu, Wu Yun, Mo Ye, take a car. What they didn't think of was that this time Song Zhi also personally went out.
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