Author: Nanfengyu

Compared to Wei Zhaolin's overthinking, Mi He's thoughts were much simpler.

She wanted to——

Ah, Lu Yuanchuan is indeed sick.

And now he is getting worse and worse. Not only is he suffering from brain problems, but he is also likely to have no children or grandchildren.

Of course, these problems are not insurmountable by Mihe, but now is not a good time.

The last time Lu Yuanchuan was kicked, there were two reasons why she dared to treat him directly. One was because she was worried that if he kicked someone to death, he would go to jail, and the other was because no one else checked Lu Yuanchuan's body at that time, and his injuries were not exposed.

, but this time is different.

From the moment Crisis Zhaolin rushed to support Lu Yuanchuan, Mi He gave up thinking about emergency rescue.

If it happened that one second she was vomiting blood and the next second she was jumping to life, she was afraid that she would not be able to hold on to her precious little vest.

When she got home, as soon as Mi He put down her bag, a strong and slender arm wrapped around her waist.

Mi He: "!"

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Wei Zhaolin hugged her from behind, his strong chin pressed against Mi He's shoulder and he rubbed ambiguously: "Continue?"

Mi He's head was rumbling, and all the cells in her body were screaming for her to run away.

She clung to the edge of the entrance cabinet, trying to restrain her mental energy that was running around like crazy, making her whole body tremble.

Noticing her slight trembling, Wei Zhaolin paused slightly: "Very nervous?"

"No, no..." Mi He gritted his teeth and explained, "I'm just too excited."

He was so excited that he almost used his mental power to turn Wei Zhaolin into a hornet's nest.

Mi He felt that she couldn't do this.

She has to endure it.

This is an important mission related to the survival of the race. Let alone this kind of unreasonable resistance, even if she only has one breath left, she still has to focus on the mission.

Wei Zhaolin was originally just carrying out a routine mission, but when he heard Mi He say this, he felt a sense of joy in his heart.

He has very few emotions himself, and even less when he is affected by others.

It was only with Mi He that accidents happened again and again.

Although it's unclear why, it's not a bad feeling.

Wei Zhaolin laughed softly, leaned over and picked up Mi He.

The sudden feeling of weightlessness made Mi He scream out in surprise. The momentary loss of consciousness caused her to relax the suppression of her mental power. The invisible mental tentacles swept towards Wei Zhaolin's head like a sharp blade.

If he hits the mark this time, Wei Zhaolin will be splattered with blood.

"!!!"

Mi He was so frightened that he couldn't care about anything else. Just as Wei Zhaolin was holding him in his arms, he made a strong effort on his waist, sat up and hugged his shoulders, and then used all his strength to

The force threw the man to the ground.

The rather aggressive mental tentacles flew over the two people's heads and were about to hit the wall behind them. In order to prevent the wall from collapsing for no apparent reason, Mi He could only use another mental force to scatter the tentacles.

.

If you are beating yourself up, you have to be the last to arrive first. This wave of operations almost completely wiped out the rice crop.

She lay limply on Wei Zhaolin's chest, and the excessive consumption of mental energy caused Mi He's hands and feet to become weak.

Wei Zhaolin, who was forced to become a meat mat, looked slightly puzzled: "Do you like being on the ground?"

With Mi He's strength, it was originally impossible to knock him down, but the moment before he instinctively wanted to stand firm, Wei Zhaolin thought, if Mi He likes to be on the ground, there is nothing wrong with it.

One thing that needs to be explained here is that because the energy bank was emptied after the car accident, and new energy sources have not been found yet, they dare not use it casually. In order to save consumption, Wei Zhaolin turned off the built-in scanning function, otherwise when the mental tentacles appear,

He should have discovered it the first time.

Mi He was stunned for a few seconds before he realized what kind of love the phrase "like on the ground" meant. He was speechless and choked.

"...Yes." She nodded in humiliation, "I like being on the ground."

Wei Zhaolin raised his hand and rubbed the back of her neck: "What else do you like? I can cooperate with you."

…

In the next hour, Mi He demonstrated her various 'preferences' to Wei Zhaolin.

After an hour, the two of them had done nothing substantive, but hugged each other and rolled around the living room.

Mi He was so tired that he felt dizzy and even started to have tinnitus.

After all, in this hour, she used her own mental power to hit her own mental tentacles six times. The fact that she can still breathe now is already a reflection of her strong mental power.

Mi He's face was pale and he was dying: "Zhaolin, I'm a little tired today, can you talk to me next time?"

It was obviously a question, but the next second after he finished asking, Mi He fell heavily back onto Wei Zhaolin's chest... and fell asleep.

Wei Zhaolin, who was thrown around but couldn't accomplish anything: "..."

He was silent for a long time, reluctantly choosing the latter between 'Mi He sleeps with Mi He and he does his thing' and 'let Mi He have a good rest'.

After carrying the unconscious Mi He back to the room, Wei Zhaolin lowered his head and looked down for three seconds, then turned and entered the bathroom.

Early the next morning, Wei Zhaolin went out first after breakfast. He did not rush to the company, but went to the security room of the community first.

"Impossible! Our community is monitored 24 hours a day, and there are people responsible for keeping an eye on it. Let alone someone climbing up to the sixth floor with bare hands, as long as there is a slight movement, we will not be able to detect it." After the security captain heard what Wei Zhaolin said, Lu Yuanchuan used his bare hands yesterday.

Everyone was confused about climbing up the stairs. While explaining, he called up the surveillance camera from last night, "There are two surveillance cameras downstairs in your house. This is the video. You can take a look. There is really no problem."

In this high-end community, if residents' homes were illegally invaded due to their negligence, then all the people on duty yesterday would have been fired, so the security captain was really panicked.

Wei Zhaolin sat down in front of the computer and did not operate it directly. Instead, he used his personal terminal to copy the surveillance system without anyone noticing, and then the terminal analyzed it frame by frame.

After a while, Wei Zhaolin's face darkened slightly.

Yesterday, he realized that Lu Yuanchuan's ability to sneak in smoothly was probably due to manipulation in the surveillance. However, because Lu Yuanchuan himself was a master of computers, Wei Zhaolin didn't think too much about it. He came to the security room today just for fun.

Be cautious.

But just now, the message fed back to him by the terminal was that the surveillance video had indeed been overwritten, but this overwriting method was not something currently possible with earth technology.

For example, the current level of human technology in covering surveillance is roughly similar to cutting a piece of cloth from one place to cover it in another place. However, the covering method of this video is generated simultaneously, which is equivalent to weaving a piece of cloth on a piece of cloth at the same time.

Another piece of cloth.

The technical content and data calculations involved far exceed the current level of science and technology.

This also means that another intelligent life form from a high-tech civilization has come to Earth. Moreover, the other party seems to be preventing him from completing his mission.
Chapter completed!