Alien Executioner

"So you don't want anyone to disturb you on weekend nights, just to have a good sleep." An Ran rarely showed a relaxed smile.

Wang Feng couldn't help but laugh, and picked up the bottle to fill the glass with wine.

"No one can resist a good night's sleep."

"Does enjoyment matter most in your eyes?" An Ran suddenly looked surprised.)

"What do you mean?" Wang Feng was stunned.

An Ran's eyes looked unkind, but no one cared because they had always been like that in the past few years, like a foolish devil.

He resisted the urge to knock on the table, just because of the petal jade pendant hanging around his neck. This little action was always done inadvertently, foreshadowing that the phagocytic cells could no longer hold back.

"You even refused a meeting with my sister, Director An Xin. I heard that she personally found you that time, but you seemed to be sleeping."

Wang Feng raised his eyebrows: I

"It did happen. I have to admit that I failed to fulfill my responsibility that time, but it was a misunderstanding. I fell asleep at the time, but I was only late because I was woken up later to receive her." X

"What does she want from you?" An Ran suddenly became curious.

Minister Wang Feng was obviously a little hesitant and looked embarrassed.

“Is it really okay to tell you?”⑼

"If you just told me, it would have nothing to do with me."

"Well then." The man scratched his head. "It's not a big deal. Director An Xin wanted me to customize some props for her, such as restraint handcuffs."

An Ran nodded thoughtfully.

The inhibition handcuffs can suppress the phagocytes in the xenobiotic body, preventing them from expanding, but the research department has not made the principle clear.

Often used in alien prisons.

"And a collar." Wang Feng added.

"It may be for a certain alien species in the Abyss Prison. Those high-risk super alien species need to have their restraining handcuffs replaced every year. Some unique alien species are difficult to adapt to, so they need to be customized."

An Ran nodded to show that she understood. This was the only reason she could think of. The alien species that made her sister so concerned must not be simple.

"so--"

Wang Feng's eyes rolled:

"Director, you are not here to call me to task, are you?"

"No, I'm just curious about your recent research. As you know, I'm on vacation, and the last thing I lack is time."

An Ran was flipping through the research data on Wang Feng's desk as he spoke. The minister didn't take this impolite behavior seriously, and it was obviously not the first time.

"Which Devouring Weapon have you taken a fancy to again? Just take it if you like it. You have earned the money for it anyway." Wang Feng obviously did not believe it.

An Ran didn't say anything else and just flipped through the pages attentively. He knew that this man had the habit of keeping important information close to him, so he checked it very carefully.

Most experiments and scientific research data will be uploaded to computers to a certain extent, but truly important confidential documents are often kept on paper.

But this is just the conventional thinking in intelligence offensive courses.

This is the Countermeasures Bureau, an official agency run by a supercomputer and artificial intelligence with zero protection, so the most important files will be uploaded instead.

However, since Zero's database is divided into sections and regions, the data of the Research Department will be stored independently, and only the Minister of Research Department and the Director have the authority to view it.

After all, in the past, the Research Department and the Countermeasures Bureau were two separate independent institutions. Even though they were divided together, in name, the Director of the Research Department and the Director of the Countermeasures Bureau were colleagues of the same level.

An Ran would not trouble her sister. Since she could do it herself, why should she rely on others?

Besides, he hated the feeling of being controlled when he was Naya, so he had a little rebellious idea.

He closed the file. The file casually spread out on the table was actually nothing interesting.

"What is a special cannon?"

An Ran said the words that appeared on the document. It was a preliminary idea and template for the structure of a special-purpose cannon, but there was no relevant physical object.

"It's similar to a ray gun, except it's an ultra-high energy beam device that can instantly burst out energy equivalent to 8000 times that of gamma rays." Wang Feng's answer was exactly the same as what was written in the document.

An Ran stood up and walked towards the water tank in the corner, where the Devouring Sorrow was rising and falling.

It is alive.

At that moment, he couldn't help but admire this quasi-hall executive for being able to separate the Devouring Sorrow from the alien individual and allow it to survive independently.

"It's incredible, isn't it?"

Wang Feng followed behind him, bent down, picked up the small water jar, and gently placed it on the table so that the two of them could look at each other properly.

The anemone-like object seemed to be swimming, and ripples appeared in the water inside.

"How did you manage to keep it alive? It's like a ripped-out heart beating in water. It actually adapted perfectly." An Ran exclaimed.

"It wasn't going to survive." Wang Feng pushed his glasses.

"What methods did you use?"

"It's the blood of the ancient gods."

An Ran moved her eyes to his face suspiciously. The man calmly said words that were almost taboo.

He hadn't heard this word for a while. There was a bottle hidden deep inside his body...

Wait a moment.

An Ran tried hard to perceive, and the phagocytes all over his body gave the answer.

Gone...

An Ran's face gradually turned pale, and he realized that the bottle of ancient god's blood in the tentacle had disappeared.

Before he could even ask the question, the man had already answered.

"That time when Director An Xin came to see me, she brought a bottle of ancient god's blood. To be honest, I was stunned at the time. I even didn't sleep for three consecutive days. I was eager to study it."

"My thoughts are not complicated. I started with Devouring Sorrow. I wanted to know what kind of wonderful reaction would occur between the alien species and the blood of the ancient gods. In the end, I found..."

An Ran could no longer listen to what Wang Feng said. He was trying hard to recall when his sister stole him away every night.

Chapter 125: Afterthought (Part )

Special Monitoring Room of the Countermeasures Bureau.

The air was filled with the smell of mixed medicines, a faint fluorescent light was reflected on the curtains of the room, and small buzzing sounds came from all directions, like the operation of some device, but it could help patients sleep.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, FACA was in a highly operational state. Countless figures came and went in the corridor, waking up Li Fei who was sleeping lightly on the bed.

The woman opened her eyes, revealing a haggard face, having long since taken off her FACA executive uniform. Fatigue was far more deadly than laziness, and her chest felt as if it was pierced through by pain.

Li Fei covered her chest and gasped, her eyes fixed on her daughter lying on the bed. Gu Zhilan had a breathing tube and needles inserted all over her body.

The sleeping girl has woken up and slowly opened her eyes. She looked at her mother, then closed them again without saying a word.

"Sorry……"

Li Feiliulin⑵ Ersansibaba murmured in a low voice.

Her breathing gradually calmed down, and then she held her daughter's hand. The girl's delicate face looked pale and weak.

She looked at it for a long time, not knowing to whom she said:

"Everything will be fine."

Li Fei was always talking to herself. She wanted to say something when she suddenly realized someone was about to arrive. She straightened her clothes, stood up and walked to the door.

Before leaving, she took a deep look at Gu Zhilan lying on the hospital bed.

The surroundings suddenly fell into deathly silence. There was the sound of heavy and steady footsteps coming from afar. In the silence, the door was gently pushed open and someone stepped into the ward where my father was hospitalized.

An Xin stood at the door and didn't come in immediately.

An Xin did not come in uniform, in fact she took it off in the office and was now wearing a women's long-hemmed windbreaker.

She subconsciously looked around and smelled a mixture of odors.

perfume?

She smelled the scent of perfume mixed in with it, very light, like crushed grass juice, a fresh and subtle fragrance.

Li Fei...

An Xin had already determined that Li Fei had just been here, but she didn't care. As the mother of the girl in front of her, she should be the first to show up.

She spotted a chair next to the bed but chose not to sit down, glancing absentmindedly at the girl's face.

The girl's breathing rhythm was disordered.

"If you wake up and come, open your eyes."

An Xin's rather calm voice did not elicit any reaction from the girl, but she was clearly awake, her eyelids trembling slightly, and her right hand twitching uneasily into the quilt.

"After testing, it was found that the number of phagocytes in your body is completely over the limit and is not damaged. It is not a sequelae of binge eating." An Xin said tactfully.

Gu Zhilan still didn't dare to open her eyes.

She felt an instinctive fear of the director.

If he pretended to be asleep in front of his mother just now in order to prevent her from finding out the truth, then he was simply out of fear when facing the director.

The phagocytes in her body were suppressed.

An Xin waited for a few seconds.

Seeing that the girl still didn't answer her, she had no choice but to say:

"You are an artificial species."

Gu Zhilan moved slightly and breathed a sigh of relief.

There is absolutely no need to hide anything when facing such a terrifying person who knows you so well.

The girl opened her eyes, which were completely corroded by a strange black color, like a terrifying cursed crow, and a forced smile appeared on her pale face.

"Is it still impossible to hide it?"

"Your mother just came, but you didn't dare open your eyes in front of her." An Xin expressed her guess.

"Ah."

"The Devouring Death cells in your body are very powerful and are close to the critical value of phagocytosis. You will soon become a madman."

"A monster that has lost its mind." Gu Zhilan tried to act bravely. "This is the worst fate for alien species."

"Are you an artificial alien from a flower shop?"

"Besides the flower shop, where else can I find a place to take in artificial aliens?" Ling

"It was you who was spying on us outside the hotel a week ago." An Xin said this calmly, as if there was always a world hidden in her eyes.

Gu Zhilan opened her eyes wide.

Unbelievably, she originally thought that her surveillance mission was perfect, but she never expected that she had been discovered by the other party from the beginning.

The woman in front of me is really a monster.

As the youngest FACA director, she is more powerful than the executive officer. In everyone's eyes, she is like a black hole, deadly and terrifying.

An Xin waited for another two seconds. She didn't like waiting.

"I'll take this as your acquiescence. In that case, you also know An Ran's identity and the relationship between me and Naya."

"I know." Gu Zhilan tried to pull off the breathing mask on her face, her voice trembling in the dullness.

"Don't move."

An Xin's words were not loud, but they were exceptionally clear, as if some kind of magic had stopped her from doing anything.

"Your heart rate is very low and your breathing is weak. If you take it off, you will feel very uncomfortable." An Xin said lightly, "You don't want to die."

Gu Zhilan was stunned, staring blankly at the woman who was standing beside the bed and looking down at her.

"First of all, I didn't find any evidence of you having any predatory behavior. Secondly, you are an artificial alien. This is not your fault." An Xin commented.

"I have always believed that there is nothing wrong with artificially creating alien species. This group of people are also victims of society and are considered dereliction of duty by the Countermeasures Bureau. Whether from a legal or moral perspective, as long as you do not prey on or harm anyone, we will generally turn a blind eye."

"I can feel it." Gu Zhilan nodded. "In fact, there are many flower shops in Huacheng, most of which are self-employed stores, but there has never been an executive officer to disturb them."

After saying this, she added sadly:

“Except for that coffee shop.”