Off the stage, the dim fluorescence became the only light source.

The man wearing a silver mask stood in the depths of the darkness, clearly inseparable from all light, but his whole body suddenly split his vision like a sharp blade, making it hard to ignore. Even his pupils were absorbed by light. When he looked down, the dark and thick fog accumulated, which was imposing, making people seem illusory and unreal.

In the silence, a plop—

However, the little girl in the dress fell to the ground excitedly, and the complicated lace cake skirt was rolled up, and the whole person was swayed by the skirt on the edge of the seat.

In the blue sky, almost every girl has fantasized about this scene before her.

The king walked down from the high platform, lowered his arrogant head for himself, took away the surrenders he captured, and took off the masks that made countless people crazy like a charity among the many curtains.

She had already passed the unrealistic girlish fantasy period.

What excited her was the scene in front of her—

The noble new king walked down from the altar to pick him up in person - this beautiful little brother who is indifferent to the world!

It's like a mouthful of sweet and shocking melon!

The little brother was obviously familiar with the new king, and followed obediently without hesitation.

Perhaps because of the first recovery from a serious illness, Wu Jin's face was still pale, and her porcelain-like skin looked gentle and soft in the dull light. The fluffy curls flew slightly with the airflow, and the slender eyelashes cast shadows, adding a bit of human atmosphere to the flawless outline.

The two of them looked at each other with one high and one low, and their aura was strange and harmonious.

The man did not speak from beginning to end, and when he turned around, the boy immediately followed suit.

The central control system of the entire building was then manipulated. Where the two passed, the originally bright lights went out one by one, and even the shadows projected were integrated with the darkness.

Most of the audience focused on the stage, but no one noticed it.

The only little girl with her neck stretched out, suddenly remembered something after a long time.

Five minutes ago, she seemed to have told her brother that she suspected that the red-haired muscular man who warmed the new king's bed was the Crazy Lion...

She burped nervously.

Now I regret it too late! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Wu Jin followed the man with curious eyes and wandered around.

When there was no one everywhere, he couldn't help but shout happily: "Brother!"

The man nodded.

The pace is constantly under the feet.

When Wu Jin blinked his eyes and looked at Wei, the luxurious silver mask blocked the man's expression, and the extremely familiar gun cocoon distribution on his wide palms.

Wei Shi led him through the dark auditorium, the exaggerated and magnificent Baroque hall, and the corridor with light metal paint. At the end of the view, a flat wall suddenly appeared virtual ripples.

"The verification begins, the verification is successful. Welcome to the adults."

——Inside the door, it seems to be another completely different world.

The elevator descended rapidly, and this mysterious base was located directly below the stadium.

The moment he stepped out of the elevator, more than a dozen pairs of eyes gathered here. After seeing Wei Shi, they saluted respectfully, and then looked at Wu Jin who was following him.

Some are curious, some are stunning, and some are stunned.

One of the ladies in white coats smiled kindly at Wu Jin.

"Brother Wei." She then reported: "Everyone is bidding in the B64 conference room. This person..."

Wei Shi glanced at Wu Jin.

Wu Jin blinked, and the words were almost written on his face - it would be good to put me anywhere.

"Wait for me here." Wei Shi spoke in a concise manner. When he left, the lady beside him smiled and opened the door of the lounge for Wu Jin.

B64 conference room.

The meeting room, which can accommodate only twenty people, is closely guarded, and the desperate people of different forces stand outside the door with guns.

In the venue, a man in a white coat was explaining to the bidder the latest scientific research results of the floating city.

On his neckline business card, the word "Song" with flying dragons and phoenixes was written.

The atmosphere was calm and composed in the audience.

Except for a black cat - eating cat snacks in the first row of seats.

"Genetic modification technology was proposed by the ancients eleven centuries ago." Researcher Song explained gently: "By the 27th century, the focus of individual transformation research began to shift from DNA to RNA - if DNA is the book of life, the book could not be rewritten at the moment we were born. It is a huge price to develop efficient and stable DNA strands."

The black cat jumped onto the podium as fast as lightning. Researcher Song had to respectfully invite the ancestor: "In contrast, the lower cost is to induce RNA behavior - that is, to translate and transcribe this medium for the book of life."

"As we all know, the major biotechnology giants - Nanxusu Company, R code entertainment, including the federal military, have changed the RNA transcription process in the experiment in recent years through drug injection and biological radiation. In the process of creating new cell tissues, hormone secretion is strictly controlled, human body functions are enhanced, and the so-called perfect human-shaped weapon is created."

"—First will, loyal, strong bone density, and high muscle proportion."

"This type of combat body has fatal defects. It has few emotions, decreased external perception, and has a high incidence of heart disease."

"The most important flaw among them is our 'emotional shackle'."

Four big words appear on the screen.

"Floating City's profits soared in the genetic medical industry last quarter because we broke this 'emotional shackle'."

Everyone in the audience was shocked.

"Please pay attention to this cat."

Researcher Song scratched the black cat's chin and took the cat up while it was not paying attention: "One of all the cases I have treated is particularly complicated and difficult. The other party is strong, has a strong sense of alertness, and his will is completely uninterrupted by psychological hints."

“Just when we were helpless, empathy therapy inspired us.”

“No one is alert to cute little animals – while making medication adjustments to patients, we adopt psychologist-assisted animal therapy.”

“The patient quickly established a deep friendship with this 'companiment therapist', proactively opened his heart, and reflected a significant increase in dopamine in a recent physical examination.”

"The patient played with this cat..." Researcher Song touched its back, and the black cat suddenly burst out and opened its teeth and claws at him.

“And communication…”

Researcher Song suddenly covered his left hand, and three blood marks on it were clearly visible.

The speech on stage continues.

On one side of the conference room, behind the single-sided mirror, the two floating city officials were dumbfounded.

"Why can't Xiao Song think it's okay? He insisted on catching this black cat. Except for Brother Wei - who hasn't been scratched by it in this base??"

"For the sake of truth... He is so rude and talk nonsense. You said, is it really this broken cat who cured Brother Wei? It doesn't look like it, and the relationship is not very deep!"

"Teacher Song said that yesterday's test report was the result of successful empathy. After so long, the psychological suggestion must be effective. In the past half month, isn't it just this cat? Where can I move it without moving it?"

"It's not a cat, but a red-haired lion? Ermao? Hahahahaha..."

The door handle opened from the outside, and the two of them immediately silenced, and they saluted with their eyes: "Brother Wei!"

Wei Shi: "How is it inside."

"Better than expected." A younger brother quickly reported: "The first phase of patent bid has risen to a credit point of 1.2 billion, and the price of Zhiwei is still increasing..."

A few moments.

The tender ended successfully.

Researcher Song came out of the conference room with the cat in his arms. Before he could see anyone, the black cat jumped to the ground, acting coquettishly and rubbed Wei Shi's calves, and his furry tail hooked around the man's trouser legs.

As he rubbed, he lay flat on the ground and exposed his belly.

Seeing that Wei Shi had no intention of hugging him, and he didn't even use his feet to rub his stomach, the black cat rolled around for a few times, and finally could only follow the man in disappointment.

Wei Shi took the contract from Researcher Song and nodded with satisfaction: "Good. Get ready and go with me to see Zhiwei."

Researcher Song responded and went back to clean up the room.

The middle of the journey, his eyes kept aiming at Wei Shi's back, and suddenly stopped for a long time.

"No!" He slapped his thighs: "Embroidered... He should have a good relationship with the healer. Why didn't he pick up the cat?"

The colleague on the side was stunned: "This - not necessarily?"

Researcher Song shook his head into a rattle: "Two elements of empathy."

"First, the first time they are exposed to the concomitant treatment within twelve hours after psychological suggestion. Second, the concomitant treatment continues to pay attention to the concomitant treatment. Also, this is the first stage. When the treatment advances to the next stage, it is to create emotional connections, including the desire to care, possessiveness, comforting desire, etc...."

"Apart from Brother Wei, other cases are inseparable from the patients with the treatment. For example, Damao will go out to walk the guinea pig every day..."

He suddenly paused: "A month ago, where did Brother Wei go after he made his psychological hint?"

"According to the laboratory's instructions, I stayed with Black Cat for a few hours, and then went to the Closen Show to play auditions." My colleagues checked the treatment records.

Researcher Song nodded: "Okay, I remember, go back and check it-hey, wait, who do you think Brother Wei brought in just now?"

A photo was projected onto the screen.

Researcher Song was slightly stunned: "It's pretty... check the information."

Wu Jin, 19, Bai Yueguang Entertainment, Closson Show trainee ranked third in ranking, A rating on the rematch, and advanced to the 51st audition.

"The 51st audition...isn't it that Brother Wei?"
To be continued...