Chapter 513: The mystery of Zhang Yang's life experience

Zhang Yang was taken to Lin Xueyi's office. This is the office where Yu Ji jumped from the window. Of course, the damaged glass curtain wall has been restored.
Looking at Zhang Yang who walked in, Lin Xueyi waved his hand to signal the security guard to go out. The security guard hesitated a bit, after all, he backed out and took the door.
"Sit down." Lin Xueyi got up and poured a cup of tea for Zhang Yang. He gestured to Zhang Yang to sit down.
Zhang Yang didn't sit down, still stood and shook her head. A pair of sharp eyes stared at this charming woman. He knew that this woman, like several other women, was waiting for the long-haired middle-aged man to return.
"Say, as long as I can help, I will help, power, women, money, all can be." Lin Xueyi sat down with an elegant smile.
"I want to see the little monk!"
"Little monk?" Lin Xueyi frowned.
"I want to see a little monk!" Zhang Yang's eyes went straight, looking strangely scary.
"I haven't contacted him for a long time."
"You have a way, I know, you have a way." Zhang Yang's eyes flashed with strange eyes.
"Don't you keep in touch with him?" Lin Xueyi felt a great deal of pressure.
"Now it's gone, he's running away from me, he's running away from me." Zhang Yang's voice was hollow, like a walking dead.
"This……"
"Tell him, I have news from Wang Hao."
"Ah ..." Lin Xueyi stood up suddenly, staring at Zhang Yang with a shocked look, and there was an extreme joy in the shock.
"Yes." Zhang Yang nodded surely.
"Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me his news, tell me ..."
The wife's elegant woman was crying with joy, covering her delicate flowery face with her hands and twitching, her body shaking uncontrollably.
"I want to see the little monk."
"Tell me first."
"I want to see a little monk." Zhang Yang's tone was extremely firm.
"... But, I don't know how to contact him." Lin Xueyi finally recovered his sedation, wiped his eyes gently with a tissue, and lowered his head for a moment to think.
"You must have a way."
"I don't know ..." Lin Xueyi looked at the office phone with hesitation.
"You must have it." Zhang Yang's tone was extremely firm.
"Well then, let me try."
Lin Xueyi picked up the microphone and dialed a string of numbers.
"It's Xueyi, is there any news about the young monk?"
"Xue Yi, is there news from the young monk? There is something urgent."
"Do you know the little monk?"
...
Lin Xueyi kept dialing the phone number, and it was obvious that anxious expression appeared on her face. Obviously, all the feedback messages were without the whereabouts of the young monk.
"Sorry, you saw it, too." Lin Xueyi shrugged, "You can tell me where Wang Hao is now ?!"
"Wait a moment."
Zhang Yang walked to the desk and put his right hand on the phone.
One second!
Two seconds!
Five seconds!
Fifteen seconds!
...
Zhang Yang counted the number silently in his heart. He believed that the little monk already knew from the telephone network that people were looking for him ...
really!
Just as Zhang Yang estimated, at 20 seconds, the phone rang, and Zhang Yang slowly picked up the phone.
"Xue Yi, what's the best thing to do to find a young monk?" The young monk's voice is still full of mature innocence.
"it's me."
"Zhang Yang !!" Obviously, the little monk's expression on the phone side should be very surprised, but this is all speculation. When a smart program has no display screen, it should have no expression expression.
"Little monk, don't hang up. If I hang up, I will completely destroy the interconnection even if it takes a year, you know, I can do it." Zhang Yang's tone was full of threats.
"... , you're ruthless!" The little monk first froze and gritted her teeth.
"Tell me, who am I?"
"..."
There was a silence on the phone, and Zhang Yang didn't say anything, listening to the silence on the phone.
The silence was long and long. Even Lin Xueyi, who was sitting on a chair, had a little impatience. She didn't understand what Zhang Yang and the monk were playing.
"You knew already?"
"I don't know, I'll know when you say it."
"This ... why ask now?" The monk's voice had never been more cautious.
"Because, I'm going to do something big," Zhang Yang said with a stern expression.
"event?"
"Yes."
"What's the big deal?"
"What you tell me, I will naturally tell you."
"Does your mother keep your belongings when you were young?" The young monk asked suddenly.
"Yes, I'm back to C this time, just to see those things."
"Have you seen it?"
"No."
"Why not watch first?"
"I want you to tell me, instead of discovering it myself, because, I have been thanking you all the time, thank you very much, and I hope to be able to say it from your mouth." Zhang Yang said with a serious expression.
"Zhang Yang, I ..." The little monk stuttered, even with a little guilt.
"Say, I won't blame you anyway, after all, I'm fine now, very good! I just want to know my background." Zhang Yang's tone became flat.
"That ... that ... many, many years ago, I ... I set up a genetic research institute in my own name ..." The little monk kept talking.
"carry on."
"However, this institute is a bit different from the NY Life Code Institute you destroyed. The institute works on synthetic genes, not biochemical genes."
"Synthesizing genes?" Zhang Yang frowned. He heard this term for the first time. Can genes be artificially synthesized?
"Yes, synthetic genes. Our research has collected more than 10 million human genes. These genes have the pure bloodlines of the Chinese nation. They are definitely the bloodlines of the descendants of Yan and Huang. The ancestors of these people can be traced back to thousands of years through genealogy. Previously, even if it was because of intermarriage with other races, Billy was quite small. We processed these genes through an advanced technology, eliminated some bad genetic medical history inside, and eliminated the genes of foreign races. Then, we used instruments to remove these The good genes that have been screened have made China the most pure-blooded Chinese ... "
"carry on."
"The plan failed. We found that the Chinese's ancestry lies in the assimilated and plastic surnames. Most of our experimental products are unsuccessful or idiots. In short, various situations have emerged. We have come to a conclusion that there is no real The pure Chinese race, the Chinese have lost their pure bloodlines in the thousands of years of history. In fact, the entire human world has no pure bloodlines, whether Han, Uyghur or Irish. The large-scale migration of these races in the face of diseases, wars, and natural disasters has resulted in a great ethnic fusion. Chinese blood has also flowed on Russians, and African genes must also be present on Chinese. cell……"
"Speak the point." Zhang Yang's tone remained flat.
"In fact, to put it bluntly, that is to say, the babies we nurtured from the pure blood of the Chinese people we extracted are not suitable for human life today, and we ca n’t even take care of them even with careful care. We have 200 experimental products. Multiple babies, and you, are the only ones left. The other children died either from illness or from various inexplicable causes. "
"I gave up research when you were five years old, because I didn't want to see more innocent children die under my heavenly thoughts."
"Am I the only one left?"
"Yes."
"That is to say, I have no father and no mother at all. I am just a test tube baby with thousands of genes?"
"Ahem ... it should be said that you have tens of millions of parents ..." The young monk smiled awkwardly.
"..."
Zhang Yang was thinking for a while.
"Actually, Zhang Yang, the young monk has now discovered that we are successful, our experiments have almost been successful, and you are the sign of success."
"why?"
"Because your IQ is very high and your computing power is very strong, the most important thing is that you can learn," The Fairy Road "..."
"Does it have anything to do with" Fairy Road "?" Zhang Yang froze.
"Yes, through our research, the purer the blood, the easier it is for people to practice" The Immortal Road ", and in the past two decades, you are the first!"
"Why is it almost successful?" Zhang Yang felt that there was still meaning in the little monk's words.
"This ... this ..." Ai Ai, the young monk.
"Say!"
"Our research found that because your bloodline is too pure, and humans need to make up for each other through genetic bonding, so ...",
"So what?"
"Your last name is a bit missing."
"For example."
"For example, a little selfish ..."
...
Zhang Yang's face turned pale.
"Zhang Yang, it's not your fault, it's the young monk's fault."
"So you have always forgiven me, always protected me, and always used your power to achieve my purpose?" Zhang Yang's eyes became sharp like a blade, Lin Xueyi sitting on a chair feeling cold for a while.
"Ahem ... this is what I can do. When you wake me up at school, I start investigating your details and find out that you are actually an experiment for me ... I think, I want to do my best Ability helps you to make up for my mistake ... "The monk's voice suddenly filled with kindness, as if talking to his own child.
"I want to know, how did you handle my age? I'm in my twenties now, and in fact, your experiment should only be eighteen years old."
"We have a very advanced instrument, not earth technology. That technology is called time warp on the earth. Through time warp, we let you grow to five years in a very short time."
...
Zhang Yang sighed. He finally understood why he didn't remember his childhood in the least, and everything was because of time warping.
"Little monk, I need your help."
"Tell me, as long as I can do it, the young monk will go all out!" When the young monk saw that Zhang Yang actually wanted him, he immediately jumped.
"Tell me where the Golden Armor is."
"No!" The little monk vetoed.
"Tell me!" Zhang Yang intensified his tone, and a crazy pressure actually entered the network through the air.
"Why? You're not his opponent. Your" Fantasy Road "hasn't entered the stage of success!"
"Because, I am selfish ..."
(To be continued)