"He fainted from exhaustion?"
The seventh seat and the third seat were a little surprised when they looked at the ninth seat being carried on the bed by Shen Qingzhu.
Shen Qingzhu nodded, "We were smoking in the yard. As soon as he stood up, he staggered and fainted."
The third chair walked to the bedside, put his hand on the forehead of the unconscious ninth chair, felt for a moment, and nodded slightly.
"His mental strength is indeed severely overdrawn."
"Tch, is this idiot crazy, is he working so hard?" The seventh seat put away his fan and rolled his eyes, "Master Yayu isn't here, so who can show him this desperate posture?"
Shen Qingzhu raised her head and stared into the eyes of the cheongsam woman in front of her, with a cold murderous intent flashing in her eyes.
"Woman, please be more respectful with your mouth. It's because of sneaky people like you that our progress is so slow..."
The seventh seat squinted at Shen Qingzhu, "Hey, you two have such a good relationship? You've already started to stand up for him? Newcomer?"
Shen Qingzhu's eyes became colder.
"Okay, stop talking." The third seat said quietly, "Everyone go out and let the ninth seat rest for a while... By the way, the food in the manor is almost finished. The tenth seat, you and the seventh seat go out to do shopping.
Come back at one o'clock, you don't need to buy too much this time, just a few days' supply is enough, go and come back soon."
The seventh seat glanced at Shen Qingzhu, snorted coldly, and walked out of the room.
Shen Qingzhu's eyes flashed with an undetectable light.
"Okay...Third seat sir."
…
laboratory.
The pale golden sunlight shines through the window and casts a faint halo on the silver-white test stand. A young man wearing a coat stands beside the stage, carefully cutting open the skin of the body with a tool.
Jiang Er, who was wearing a long white dress, was sitting in the corner, looking at An Qingyu's movements with doubts in his eyes.
She gently floated down from the bookshelf, landed in front of An Qingyu, and blinked.
An Qingyu came back from work and looked into Jiang Er's eyes. He was stunned for a moment, then he seemed to have thought of something and smiled and said:
"I forgot that you can't speak, wait a minute..."
He turned and walked out of the room.
When he came back, he had a small dark blue MP3 player in his hand.
In this era, MP3 can already be regarded as an antique. An Qingyu rummaged through all the clutter in the attic before finding this rare thing.
He turned on the MP3 player, adjusted the volume, and placed it next to the test bench.
"The sound quality of this thing is much better than that of old TVs. It should be closer to your own voice." An Qingyu said with a smile.
Jiang Er stared at the MP3 and gently raised his palm.
Sizzling...
A faint sound of electricity came from the MP3.
"Welcome to listen, this is... sizz... welcome to the lunch story session, the last book said that the ninth emperor of the earth, Ji Qianming, crushed the world of gods, and then... sizzle... followed my left and right hands in slow motion...
…sizzling…
You... Zizi, what are you doing?"
The disturbance of the magnetic field caused the MP3 signal to continue to be interfered. After debugging for a while, Jiang Er finally connected it to his own channel.
Different from the voice that came out on the old TV before, her voice now is more real. It is the unique voice of a seventeen-year-old girl, green and full of youthful atmosphere.
An Qingyu held the scalpel in his hand and smiled, "I'm helping you repair your body."
"Repair the body?" Jiang Er looked at the complete corpse, "Didn't you help me put it together?"
An Qingyu shook his head, "That's just to facilitate transportation. Just putting the limbs together is not enough. Your body has been exposed to the air for so long and has rotted extensively. I want to help you restore your body to its original state...restore
Become what you were when you were alive.
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Chapter completed!