Transform into Ruan Mei and start from the battlefield of national destiny

Until now, he still remembers the first time he met Ruan Mei.

That was six years ago, during an extremely secret operation, the country’s top medical and surgical leaders gathered in Shanghai.

He met Ruan Mei, who was only 12 years old, and witnessed the whole process of her performing a heart replacement surgery on a patient.

It was then that he understood that the authorities had not called these industry masters here to perform the surgery themselves, but to let them be students and learn from a child how to scribble on the book of life and death.

The patient, who was about to be declared dead, miraculously survived after the operation and even looked a dozen years younger. The heart that was still beating in his chest was like a young man's heart, full of energy and vigor.

In the next two years, he heard some news that was only circulated in a very small circle, such as the regeneration of severed limbs and genetic programming. In a trance, it seemed that technology had leaped forward for several centuries.

Don’t you think such technology is enviable?

Just talking about the genetic programming technology, if it falls into the hands of some people with bad intentions, it is not impossible to create the zombie virus in the movie, which is definitely the ultimate nuclear weapon that can send all human beings in the world to space.

After that, Old Lin never heard of such news again. He knew that it was definitely not because the child prodigy had become indistinguishable from the crowd, but because the higher-ups had sensed a threat—perhaps he had come up with some earth-shattering research that forced the higher-ups to completely block the news.

Otherwise, once the news leaks out, it will inevitably cause widespread turmoil.

So even when he was in the Countermeasures Bureau, facing the commander-in-chief's questions, he kept his mouth shut and did not reveal Ruan Mei's true identity - the morale of the people was important, but keeping the secret was even more important.

Professor Ma, the survival expert in the live broadcast room, was also well aware of this. After the fake identity used as a cover was exposed, they became even more certain that the higher-ups did not want to reveal Ruan Mei's true identity.

When the official news came out, most of those who knew about Ruan Mei's existence but had not reached the pinnacle of power were extremely surprised. They could only believe that this was a decision made with confidence after the authorities had carefully considered it and had a solution.

So, does the government have any solution to the unrest?

If so.

Revealing Ruan Mei's true identity was also a last resort. After all, her outstanding performance in the national battlefield would make everyone doubt her.

As the saying goes, it is better to open than to block. Instead of waiting for this unstable bomb to explode at some unknown time, it is better to detonate it first, so that at least we can be prepared.

Today, within a one-kilometer radius around Ruan Mei's home in Haidu City, there are Donghuang security personnel everywhere. In a large warehouse nearby, there is a large amount of heavy firepower stored, including several tanks and infantry fighting vehicles.

These are all to protect the safety of the laboratory.

On one side are thugs who come from all over the world to steal research data.

One side is the elite soldiers stationed here to protect the laboratory.

A conflict is about to break out.

Just when the fuse was about to burn out, an order was sent to the on-site commander of the stationed troops.

"What? You want us to stay put?" The on-site commander looked at the soldier who delivered the order in disbelief.

"That's what the higher-ups said."

The on-site commander frowned and paced for a few seconds before deciding to execute the order: "It is the duty of a soldier to obey orders. Notice to everyone: no matter what happens, do not act rashly."

Up to this point, the on-site commander still didn't know what his superiors were planning, but soon, when he observed the streets through a telescope, he immediately understood what his superiors meant.

A beam of blue light lit up from the yard and shot straight into the sky. It pierced through the clouds and dyed the white clouds blue.

"It's raining?" The militants, startled by the strange sight, discovered that there was a drizzle falling from the sky.

He subconsciously wiped his face and found that the rain was blue.

"Blue rain? What is this?" He raised his head, only to find that his companions around him began to become dazed one after another. Before he could react, he became one of these people.

With expressionless faces and dull eyes, like zombies, the armed thugs with evil intentions gathered from all directions at the gate of the target courtyard.

The gate creaked open and they walked in stiffly. After the last person entered, the gate slammed shut again.

The sound of the door closing woke everyone up. They were surprised to find that the scene around them had changed drastically. They were in the alley and on the street just now, but now they were in a garden.

Just when they didn't know what was happening, a crisp sound of footsteps came from a path not far away.

A little girl came out, holding a notebook in her arms, followed by a strange creature that looked like a cat and a pastry.

Although there were a large group of strangers in the yard, there was no panic on her face. Her expression was dull and her eyes were scrutinizing as she swept over everyone.

"Most of it is waste, but there is also a small part that has some value." The indifferent words came out of her mouth, and this was the last sentence all the thugs heard.

"Meow--(Ms. Ruan Mei, you have new experimental materials for your research.)" This strange creature, whose scientific name is Maomaogao, means a cat that looks like a cake. Ruan Mei named it Friend of Ram.

Upon hearing this, little Ruan Mei half-knelt down, touched Ram's Friend with her hand, and smiled, which seemed a little creepy to others: "At least in the short term, we have an inexhaustible supply of materials."

Chapter 44 Interesting People and Stories

If time is regarded as a blank piece of paper, then a person's life is the lines drawn on that blank piece of paper.

Use a paper cutter to cut out the paper with a certain line drawn on it, and a new lifeline will become independent from the original life.

Slice, this is the definition Ruan Mei gave to the life she cut out. In the past 18 years, she only made two slices in total.

The first slice was made when she was almost fourteen years old, so the self in this slice was still her childhood self, full of curiosity and thirst for knowledge about everything, full of energy and richer emotions.

The second slice was made after she had further refined her technique. On her 18th birthday, she saved a slice of herself from the day before. It's said that turning 18 is a rite of passage, a farewell to one's past immature self, and this slice perhaps embodies that sentiment.

Because the two slices had different personalities, before arriving at the National Destiny Battlefield, Ruan Mei left the first slice at home and brought the second slice into the battlefield.

The one staying on Blue Star now is 14-year-old Ruan Mei. She is more emotionally rich and more impulsive than the current Ruan Mei.

Ruan Mei might release these captured guys without caring because they had little research value, but as a slicer in her childhood, she would only regard these people as inexhaustible research materials.

The medium life in the surveillance camera not far away faithfully recorded this scene and sent it to its own body - so although the slice also has the effect of clones, it cannot achieve shared memory at this stage.

In the battlefield of national destiny, Ruan Mei's cell phone suddenly rang.

"Sorry, I have to excuse myself for a moment." Ruan Mei said to the person in front of her, then took out her cell phone from her pocket.

Looking at the video image sent over, Ruan Mei smiled and typed out a line of words: "It doesn't matter, do it any way you want."

An emoticon with the word "get it" popped up on the chat interface.

Ruan Mei put away her phone and looked at the person in front of her: "You just said that you can see, right?"

This was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. He wore a small white round hat on his head and a tattered robe. In the bag around his waist were many books with yellowed covers.

What is most impressive is his eyes. Surrounded by a circle of beard, his eyes are like the lonely night sky, the deep black is extremely bright, and yet so cold that it makes people feel chilled.

"Yes, my beautiful lady, I can see." His hoarse voice paused slightly, and after a moment's movement in his throat, he continued, "So would you be willing to listen to my story? It won't take you too long."

"Okay, come with me." Ruan Mei nodded and took the middle-aged man to sit down in a cafe on the street.

After they each ordered a cup of coffee, he, who had previously introduced himself as Alhazred, began to tell his story.

He is a folklorist. Since graduating from university, he has been collecting, organizing and studying local folk customs around the world.

By chance, he came into contact with a pagan cult called "The Cult of the God of Flesh and Blood" in a remote mountainous area.

At first, he didn't take it seriously, but as he traveled to more places, he began to notice something was wrong.

This mysterious paganism seemed to be everywhere. Although he had never heard of such a cult before, he had found traces of it all over the world, such as statues of the God of Flesh and Blood, their scriptures, and the magic circles they left behind.

This is very strange.

With strong curiosity and thirst for knowledge, he began to explore the secrets of this church, and this was also the beginning of the tragedy.

By chance, he became the leader of a branch of the sect and gained the trust of everyone. Then, he organized a large mass as recorded in ancient books.

During that Mass, he was surprised to find that his life was connected with the lives of other believers. He was like an emperor, no, a god, and others held him up high.

Somewhere in the dark, he felt a powerful dark force descending upon him. He subconsciously came into contact with this force, and then saw an unspeakable great existence.

Fear welled up in him, and he instinctively waved his hands, trying to get away from this existence.

When his soul returned to his body, he was shocked to find that all the believers around him had died on the spot, their bodies covered with burn marks.

And he himself seemed to have torn off a part of the mysterious existence because of his panic movements in the void and assimilated it into his own power.

"The price of power is being watched by a great being," Alhazred said, his eyes scanning the surroundings. "It lurks in the void, watching me constantly. Once I reveal any mental weakness, it will attack me."

"A very valuable story," said Ruan Mei.

“No, it’s not just a story.”

In order to prove the authenticity of his experience, Alhazred took something out of the bag at his waist and placed it on the table.

It was a pale skull with a candle placed on the top of the skull.

The candle was burning when it was taken out. It was hard to imagine how it was placed in the bag full of classics. Those classics would probably be burned up as soon as the fire was ignited.

The so-called great human being is nothing but a rebellious mass of flesh and blood - this line of text was engraved on the skull, painted with dark red paint.

"Is this the tool I use to communicate with the dark creature? Through it, I can harness some of the power within," Alhazred said, pushing the skull in front of Ruan Mei. "You are the most perfect human I have ever seen. You are the most special. You must be able to see what I see."

In Ruan Mei's eyes, this skull was also shrouded in thick pollution, just like the letter written by the ancestor to the lord that she saw in the lord's carriage, but there was a slight difference in the pollution between the two, just like the chaotic demon that was corroded by corruption.

"Do you think I can see Him too?" Ruan Mei asked.

"Yes, I am absolutely sure that you can see the great existence hidden in the darkness with only a few tentacles exposed. No, perhaps you will see more than I do." Alhazred said.

So Ruan Mei reached out her left hand towards the skull and picked it up from the table.

At this moment, Ruan Mei saw an expression of ecstasy on Alhazred's face. She also saw the deep darkness sweeping in like a tide. She also saw a huge shadow rolling in the tide.

The black tide swallowed her.

Chapter 45 Facing the Darkness

In the chaotic ocean currents, the supreme mysterious being extended its tentacles to Ruan Mei.

The red, densely swollen tentacle stretched out, shaped like an octopus tentacle, but where the suction cup should be, it was replaced by one big eye after another.

Black mist and flowing tides were entwined around this tentacle. Ruan Mei tasted corruption from this formless darkness.

The existence behind this tentacle, the huge black shadow, must be the god of flesh and blood in Alhazred's mouth.

It must be said that the appearance of this god of flesh and blood reminded Ruan Mei of the scene she saw in the dark dungeon.

"Bad guy, don't get close to your friends." A pink figure emerged from Ruan Mei's body and floated in front of the tentacles. The power of memory flowed out from that small body and turned into a barrier.

The tentacles wrapped in pollution poked at the barrier, causing only tiny ripples, and could not advance an inch. The power of memory even counterattacked, dispersing all the nearby pollution.

The tentacles retracted, and the brief confrontation ended with the defender winning.

Ruan Mei didn't care much about this test. She looked at Mimi who floated out and said softly with a hint of smile: "You're awake."

"Hey, buddy, I slept for a long time and I'm full of energy now." Mimi came over and rubbed Ruan Mei's cheek affectionately.

"Heh..." Ruan Mei chuckled, "You've grown again."

"Huh? Have I grown up? Where, where, have I become taller? Or prettier?" Mimi looked down at her body.

"Hmm, there seems to be no change? Could it be that my friends can see something that I can't see?" Mimi touched her face a little distressed.

"Could it be my ears? My ears are pretty good. Look, they can even twitch." Mimi moved the pair of big, wing-like ears on his head.

Looking at Mimi's series of small movements and micro-expressions, Ruan Mei rarely showed a smile from the heart: "Mimi, you can speak fluently now."

"...That's right! I can actually speak complete sentences, no need to MIMI anymore!" Mimi suddenly realized and cleared her throat.

"Hey, hey, hey, one, two, three. Hey, hey, hey, one, two, three."

"Hey, my voice is really nice, and my speaking style is very mature. The first-person pronoun is actually [myself], which is great!"

"Although it's a little strange, once you accept the setting, it feels pretty good."

"But how did he do that? Why did he suddenly start talking after a good sleep... Hmm, could it be that he was sleep deprived?"

"Forget it, forget it. Let's think about this kind of thing later. He woke up at this time just to protect you, his friend."

"Hey, you big bad guy who hides his head and shows his tail, what bad things do you want to do to my friends!" Mimi stretched out his right hand and pointed at the huge black shadow that shrank into the depths of the ocean current.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz--" an indistinct sound was transmitted through the "sea water" into the barrier.

"Hmm?" Mimi looked confused. She found that she didn't understand at all.

"It wants to cooperate with me." Ruan Mei's voice cleared up Mimi's confusion.

"cooperate?"

"Mimi, let some of it in. At least now, it has no hostility towards me." Ruan Mei pinched the tip of Mimi's ear and rubbed it gently.

"Well, that's disgusting. Even if they are friends, you can't touch a girl's ears." Mimi shuddered and pulled her big ear out from under Ruan Mei's hand.

Mimi waved her hand, and a small hole appeared on the shield: "Listen carefully, don't try to do anything crooked, or they will beat you to a pulp."