Chapter 274 The Cold-Blooded Cannon Fodder Doctor 14
Chapter 274 The Cold-Blooded Cannon Fodder Doctor 14
After being interrupted, the silver-haired boy obediently stopped talking and sat in the chair as if it were none of his business, not at all like a test subject for research.
Ni Qing was too busy taking care of herself to pay attention to Him, and the original owner's workaholic persona seemed to slowly merge into her.
The fully automated doorbell rang: "Doctor, these are the hourly blood changes extracted from the girl who just died. We've already put them in test tubes. Would it be convenient for you to come and retrieve them?"
Ni Qing took off her gloves, gave a casual "hmm," and then walked past Yue Jianchen without changing her expression. She opened the door, brought in the tray containing the containers, took out a portion of the liquid, and put it into the instrument for testing.
Just as I was concentrating, the system, which I hadn't heard from in a long time, started buzzing again: "Sir, the judge wants you tonight... buzz... to his room... buzz—says— buzz."
Ni Qing paused, somewhat stunned: "What?" Perhaps she was too surprised, she blurted out.
The experimental subject, not far away, glanced at them sideways, his gaze calm, his long, dark eyelashes concealing a certain obscurity.
Ni Qing resumed her experiments in silence, but her movements slowed down somewhat: "Is this sound quality from the original manufacturer? Passing on messages like this is trying to scare people to death!"
The piercing sound from 103 came again, leaving the doctor in white unsure whether it was tinnitus or his ear had broken down.
"Really? — He wants you to be in his room on time tonight— He says he wants to give you..."
The signal on the 103 line was poor, and the transmission was becoming increasingly blurry; I've forgotten what the original message was. Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel resentful. They kept saying they'd upgrade its specifications, but the higher-ups kept putting it off.
This causes it to run out of capacity and constantly clear data automatically.
Even if the message was relayed in such a ridiculous way, Ni Qing's mind wouldn't wander. She would believe it must be a mistake. She would even believe it if the judge wanted to kill her tonight.
After thinking it over, she stopped him: "Don't torture yourself if you can't remember. I'll leave as soon as I'm done." She also took the opportunity to glance at the young version of the judge.
Hmm... the two people have completely different auras.
She didn't want to put on an act regarding her accidental slip of the tongue; if asked, she would pretend to be clueless, and if asked, she would say she was possessed by a ghost.
I reckon the world will be in a bit of an AI-managed state again soon.
After instructing her assistant on everything, she had them take Subject One back.
She wanted to see what kind of pranks those people from the Time and Space Bureau were up to.
In a moment, she too lost consciousness and left this world.
The Time and Space Bureau is also a virtual space that simulates day and night, and she returned just as night fell.
"Oh, you look rather unfamiliar!" Not knowing which leader from Northeast China had been promoted, she nodded politely as a greeting, and then hurried toward the office where the moon was gradually setting.
His room was dimly lit as always. Ni Qing knocked on the door, and after receiving permission, she immediately went inside to find the light switch. Damn it, what's with the pretentious act?
As the moon sank, he remained seated at his desk, unperturbed and offering no resistance.
Ni Qing touched around for a long time, only missing the judge, before reluctantly giving up.
As the moon sank lower, he raised his eyes and said calmly, "Finished with work?"
Ni Qing couldn't tell whether he was talking about work or finding a lamp, so she could only nod with a forced smile: "My business is not even a tenth as busy as yours."
Who the hell said that a presiding judge only appears once every few decades or even centuries? Isn't that just asking for trouble every day? The person spreading this rumor should be dragged out and executed along with their entire family.
Ni Qing gritted her teeth, her expression becoming increasingly amiable.
As the moon sank lower, he didn't expose her, but casually tossed her something shiny. Ni Qing only felt a flash before her eyes and instinctively reached out to catch it.
Is this what the system meant by "sending something"?
She hesitated for a moment, and the long-lost, familiar bracelet emitted a crystal-clear luster, and a warm power surged within her.
This is--
She was stunned for a long, long time. It was Red Moon Star...
That was the bracelet she lost in the first world after switching groups, and it was also a prop she made.
As the moon sank, it spoke again, its tone as cold as ever: "Please keep your prop, or rather, your bug, safe."
Ni Qing was no longer listening to him; she just pursed her lips and stared blankly at Hong Yuexing.
Yue Jianchen blinked and casually asked, "What? Something very important?" So important that she could start ignoring his words.
Thinking of this, he looked at her again, trying to observe the changes in her emotions in her expression.
"All the male protagonists in your worlds are influenced by it, causing them to deviate from their original paths."
Ni Qing then looked up at him.
Is Red Moon Star important? It seems irrelevant, because she can make countless such things.
But strangely enough, some people can attach special meanings to ordinary things.
"Your things are yours to return to their rightful owner," Yue Jianchen said, and then let her leave.
He didn't want to interfere in other worlds, but now, even in his past self's world of memories where he had no recollection, she was following his shadow.
Is it due to something within myself, or is it an added effect of this bracelet?
Why is he so indifferent to his past, and even unable to empathize with it?
On the other side, Ni Qing put the Red Moon Star on her hand again. She rarely used props anymore, so she decided to let it be a pretty decoration.
Then, the teleportation began to the smaller world.
The test subject is also the male protagonist of her mission. This time, the Red Moon Star was taken away, so he will be affected to some extent, right?
She cleared away these inexplicable emotions and focused on the world around her.
They come, the security.
When she opened her eyes again, she didn't know how much time had passed. AI had already printed out and categorized all her test data reports.
The phone had little battery left and emitted a dim light.
Ni Qing picked it up and glanced at the time. It had been three days since she arrived.
A list of blocked text messages, about five or six, popped up on the main screen. She clicked on it with a puzzled look; they were harassing messages from Song Ling.
Ah Ling (censored version): I know you like me too, and I admit that what I did was a bit of a jerk.
Ah Ling (censored version): But everyone makes mistakes, can you give me a chance to make amends?
Ah Ling (censored version): Please don't break up on bad terms, okay, since we grew up together and share the same wishes.
Ah Ling (censored version): I want to be with you, please forgive me? Please reply to me.
Ni Qing rubbed her eyes. No wonder she was stopped; she saw poop. People really don't listen to reason.
She took off her work clothes, gloves, and glasses. For the past three days, AI hadn't treated her body like a human being, and now she woke up feeling extremely tired.
She picked up her phone as she walked, preparing to go back to her room to rest.
"Dr. Ni, the test subject has been moved to Room K. He seems a bit unstable. Would you like to go check on him?"
Ni Qing raised her head, her brow furrowed. It was a laboratory that was quite far away and lacked facilities. How could it have been moved there?
But upon hearing the words "emotionally unstable," she didn't have time to think about it further. She just felt that the staff member looked unfamiliar, so she quickly changed direction and headed towards the K laboratory.
Some of these text messages were from three days ago, and some were from two days ago. She was about to block them when another message popped up unexpectedly.
Ah Ling: Right now, talent is in short supply. I won't be punished in any way, just verbal reprimands.
Ah Ling: I'm back now.
She stopped abruptly, a bad feeling creeping over her. She turned around immediately, but her vision blurred, and she instantly lost consciousness.
Ni Qing: What a messed up life.
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