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

Physical examinations and genetic adjustments for Xing have become a regular item, and this happens every once in a while.

Hearing Xing's voice, Ruan Mei stopped what she was doing, turned around and took a few steps closer.

The gorgeous blue eyes swept over Xing's naked body, and finally stopped at Xing's rather large chest - Xing looked ordinary, but actually had a good figure, but the loose clothes covered most of her charm.

Of course, Ruan Mei doesn’t care about this. Her mother’s concerns about her daughter’s figure do not exist for Ruan Mei, who can control genes.

It was only during multiple examinations that Ruan Mei vaguely sensed problems with Xing's body.

"This examination may take a while. If you feel bored, just take a nap." Ruan Mei said softly.

"Oh." Xing answered honestly.

In front of Ruan Mei, Xing's lively personality was restrained a lot, but the reason why nature is nature is that it is difficult to change.

After watching Ruan Mei busy outside the incubator for a while, Xing finally couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Mom." Xing called out.

"Hmm?" Ruan Mei raised her head and looked away from her notes.

"I can't sleep. Mom, can you tell me a bedtime story?" Xing first made a bitter expression, then asked coquettishly, her voice as soft and sweet as marshmallow.

Ruan Mei gently gazed at Xing floating in the glass cabin. Seeing the pitiful expression on the gray-haired raccoon's face, she smiled and said, "Okay, then... what story do you want to hear?"

"Anything is fine, as long as you, mom, can say it." Xing replied immediately.

"Well, then I'll tell you a story about the starry sky." Ruan Mei chuckled and began to tell the story in her soft voice.

"In the sky, within this starry sky, there are still many planets with intelligent life. But at that time, they all thought they were the only ones in this starry sky."

"Because of the barriers of time and space, they have no way of communicating with the outside world, and naturally no way of understanding the full picture of the starry sky."

"Until a train appeared. It was a train traveling through the universe. It was its appearance that opened the passage to all realms, connecting countless worlds together."

“The story I want to tell begins with this legendary train.”

"It's a story about a train mechanic, a train guard, and a train surveyor, three passengers who work together to save a planet..."

As Ruan Mei's voice was gentle, sleepiness came over Xing like a tide. His eyes slowly closed, the distance between the worlds gradually began to grow farther, and his consciousness fell into a soft sea of ​​clouds.

"Just like that, the former prison planet became a city of grand events, and the prisoners in the prison were also freed." Ruan Mei stopped her narration, and the surface of the liquid wrapped around the planet was already rippling with regular waves.

She slept very deeply and sweetly, with a peaceful expression, as if she could sleep until the heat death of the universe.

Looking at Xing's sleeping face, Ruan Mei showed a smile. She turned around, put the research at hand aside, and looked at the letter brought by Xing on the laboratory table.

It was a letter from Black Curlytail. The girl from the Sky Ring tribe was obviously a nostalgic person. Even in today's convenient communication, when it came to some difficult topics, she would still choose to write a letter instead of making a phone call or sending a text message.

The reason why it was Xing who brought the letter was because a few days ago, after the concert, Black Curlytail used Xing's relationship to talk to Eden for a long time.

During that conversation, Black Curly Tail seemed to have found her own path. Her name frequently appeared on Eden's volunteer list. I heard that she even wanted to follow Eden's path and become an artist and a singer.

The power of music, is this the path she chooses?

Ruan Mei opened the envelope and took out the letter. After the initial greetings and thanks, the black curled tail wrote:

"Just as you said, after completing my revenge, I now feel lost. Perhaps I am indeed a ghost living in the past, and shouldn't exist in this world any longer."

"Although the helmsman told me that day that I could live more easily, I don't know what I should live for. Should I live just for the sake of living?"

"It wasn't until that concert not long ago that I saw Miss Eden's dazzling light on the stage and the countless children waiting eagerly behind her. My heart suddenly began to beat faster."

“Perhaps, I have found my own path.”

"Thank you, Ms. Ruan Mei."

Ruan Mei's eyes fell on the signature on the letter. It was a familiar name that caused ripples in her calm heart.

That name is——

Robin.

Chapter 22 The Killer and the Snake

A beautiful girl with pink hair stood on the roof of a tall building, her beautiful amethyst eyes looking at the garden in the distance.

She had a samurai sword slung around her waist, and her whole body looked like a sword, cold, ruthless, and sharp.

However, as his chest rose and fell, that sharp aura disappeared in an instant.

Hiding her breath has become an instinct for the girl, because her profession is a killer. A killer is someone who can eliminate the target quickly and efficiently when the target is least expected, so naturally she cannot attract attention.

The reason why she appeared here was naturally because of her mission - fortunately, this was not an assassination mission, but a kidnapping.

Although the word kidnapping doesn't sound very good, it is still better than murder. Even though her hands are covered in blood, Miss Killer still doesn't want any life to be lost in her hands.

"Ruan Mei..." Miss Killer whispered the name of her target, and couldn't help but recall the information about the other party in the file distributed before departure.

She was a very beautiful lady. Even the assassin lady who stood out in the organization for her beauty had to admit that in terms of beauty alone, she was slightly inferior to her target. That might be the "greatest" face in the world.

Her gentle, elegant, cool and aloof temperament makes her a person you will never forget once you meet her.

As a killer, Miss Killer is very good at observing a person. Just through the photo, she couldn't help but think of the greatest biologist of this era, Mebius.

Coincidentally, Mebius is the adopted daughter of the target.

I really don't know why someone would want to attack Mebius's adoptive mother. Perhaps, they want to use this to threaten Mebius? But what would they threaten her with?

Miss Killer was a little curious about the answer, but she knew one thing: for people in their line of work, the less they knew, the safer they were.

Shaking her head, she cast aside her chaotic thoughts. Miss Killer pulled out a photo of her target from her bosom. After confirming the target's appearance once more, she leaped from the rooftop...

The target purchased a large plot of land on the outskirts of the city and built a garden there at great expense. The permanent population is seven people, all female, and none of them are unrelated. The target lives directly north of the garden...

All the information about the operation flashed through her mind, including the aerial view of the building, and Miss Killer quickly determined her plan of action.

She leaped over the wall near the woods, landed silently inside the building, and then quickly headed towards the target's bedroom.

It was late at night, around two or three in the morning, when people were sleeping the deepest. Some slight movement would not disturb others, but Miss Killer was still very careful.

Her movements were quick and cautious, and her figure passed through the woods without making a sound.

The dim moonlight became her best cover. She flashed between the shadows and finally stopped in front of a yard. Comparing it with the map in her mind, she knew that her target was in the yard.

Taking a deep breath and calming herself down was her habit before every action, because it allowed her to get closer to the legendary state of instant.

At this moment, just as she raised her foot to step into the yard, a small stone hit the ground in front of Miss Killer.

The tiny sound was almost drowned out by the sound of wind blowing through leaves and water flowing through cracks in the rocks, but the killer lady heard it clearly.

Like a cat whose tail is stepped on, she suddenly drew out the blade from her waist.

who!

I looked around, but there was no one around, as if everything was just an illusion. But could it really be an illusion?

Such a thought flashed through Miss Killer's mind. She believed in her intuition and her judgment. There must be something hidden around.

A weird and oppressive atmosphere spread in Miss Killer's heart.

She stood there, not daring to move, on guard against attackers who might appear from any angle.

The night wind blew across the ground, rolling up the fallen leaves. The cool breeze blew Miss Killer's messy bangs.

It was at this moment that her ears moved, and some discordant sounds entered her ears.

Yes...this way!

Swing the sword and cut diagonally.

A bright silver arc of light suddenly appeared, which was the embodiment of the perfection of swordsmanship, infinitely close to the legendary instant state, and it was an unavoidable sword strike.

However, the killer lady who swung the knife felt a sinking feeling in her heart because something didn't feel right.

"Leaves, how could this happen!" When she used the moonlight to see clearly what she had cut down, a low cry came out of her mouth.

At this moment, the scorching breath hit Miss Killer on the back of her neck.

"Oh, you seem to have gotten the wrong direction, you uninvited little wild cat." A voice as sweet as honey came from behind. At the same time, a slightly cool touch touched the side of Miss Killer's neck, making Miss Killer dare not move.

This is a killer.

When did she appear behind me!

Miss Killer screamed in her heart. She was completely unable to sense the existence of the person behind her, and was not even aware of her approach.

Miss Killer slowly loosened her grip on the hilt, and the katana fell to the ground with a clang.

"Well, it's a good idea to judge the situation." The voice sounded again, and Miss Killer only felt that the cold thing touching the side of her neck began to move, getting closer and closer, and wrapped around her neck in circles.

Is it a rope?

Miss Killer guessed it, so of course she didn't give up struggling. She just planned to wait for the other party to let down his guard and then take the opportunity to escape. A small dagger was waiting in her sleeve, ready to go.

However, when the man behind her walked in front of Miss Killer and completely exposed his appearance to her eyes, she was so shocked that her mind went blank for a moment.

Because the person who appeared in front of her could no longer be simply described as "human". After all, Yingke had never seen a human with animal characteristics.

At this moment, Miss Killer also understood what was wrapped around her neck. It was a long snake tail, thicker than a python.

Miss Killer naturally understood that pythons were such a terrifying creature. With just a little force, the muscles all over their body were enough to crush a person's bones, and the tail wrapped around her neck could directly break her neck with just a little force!

"Nice to meet you, you can call me Holhaiya. Now tell me, who sent you, little wild cat..." Holhaiya smiled. She stared at the killer lady as if she was staring at a prey that had fallen into a trap she had set.

"No, perhaps it would be more appropriate to call you little fox. After all, you are much more cunning than the cat demon." Holhaiya reached out and grabbed the killer lady's arm, then took out a sharp dagger from his sleeve.

The moonlight reflected by the dagger revealed Holhaiya's confident smile and Miss Killer's solemn expression.

Chapter 23 Ruan Mei and Ying

In response to Holhaiya's questions, the killer lady, who had lost the chance to escape, remained silent.

Of course she wanted to live, but she was even more afraid of the behemoth behind her because she was not alone.

However, when the killer lady really thought that she would be killed here tonight or would face torture, Holhaiya said nothing but just threw her into a room without even pretending to restrain her.

"I advise you not to think about escaping. This is not a place where you can come and go as you please, little fox. Of course, this is also for your safety." Holhaiya smiled and said this, then closed the door of the room.

This is a wooden house. Judging from the material, it can be easily chopped through with a samurai sword. But if you want to leave, there is no need to be so troublesome, because even the door is not locked. You can easily push it open by just reaching out.

Miss Killer had tried it and was able to push it open. The scene before her was not the trap or guard as she had imagined. It was just an empty yard, as if she could walk out of the room at any time if she wanted to.

Silence, still silence.

Miss Killer thought about it again and again, but still did not take this step.

The skills that Holhaiya had shown a little bit not long ago made Miss Killer believe that the words she said before leaving were definitely not just to scare her.

Go back to the room and lie down on the bed.

The bedding smelled of sunshine and was very soft. The bed was also very large. It didn't feel like the treatment a prisoner should receive at all.

Moonlight shone through the tung oil-coated hemp paper on the window, illuminating Miss Killer's face. Even with her eyes closed, she was aware of the reality she was in. The thoughts swirling in her mind made it difficult for her to fall asleep...

The next day.

The knock on the door woke up the killer lady from her dream. She turned over suddenly and grabbed the samurai sword placed beside her. At this time, Holhaiya pushed the door open and saw this scene.

"It seems you're awake, that's good." Holhaiya showed his usual mysterious and dangerous smile.

Miss Killer looked at Holhaiya somewhat bewilderedly, or to be more precise, at the plate in Holhaiya's hand.

"That is……"

"I don't have the habit of mistreating captives," Holhaiya placed the plate on the table. "But hunting is another matter. So, don't become my prey. This is my advice to you."

"Okay, hurry up and wash up, then start eating. We still have things to do after eating."

Looking at Holhaiya's expression that showed he didn't consider her as an enemy at all, Miss Killer's expression didn't change on the surface, but in fact her heart sank.

The other party was obviously not a naive person, so she did not regard herself as an enemy, purely because her strength was not worthy of her attention at all - would an elephant regard an ant as an enemy?

After washing and having breakfast in silence, Miss Killer followed Holhaiya out of the room. Along with them, the plates with empty food inside also left the room. A small tornado swept them up and floated beside Holhaiya.

Is this a demonstration to myself?

Miss Killer quickly dismissed this idea because there was no need for it. Judging from the other party's control over her abilities, this was probably just a habit of hers?

I don’t know what Miss Killer is thinking. Perhaps this is an inhuman talent.