Chapter 391 The Interstellar Villain Forced Love 18
Under Su Mo's gaze, Jinse's figure was crumbling, and he continued to question as if he couldn't believe it.
"You said you want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs. Is it because you want to eat it or is it a program setting?"
Su Mo: "Program settings."
Jinse's eyes turned red again: "In the test at the beginning of the school year, you came to see me compete only after the program analysis. Isn't it out of concern?"
Su Mo's back became straighter and straighter: "Yes."
The tears in Jin Se's eyes were forced back by her. If it weren't for the red eyes that still wouldn't go away, there was no sign of sadness at all, and her tone was even colder than Su Mo's.
"I understand, you are x-068, not Su Mo."
"Not my Su Mo."
Jin Se said the last sentence so softly that it would be blown away by the wind. If Su Mo was not a robot and did not have super strong ears, he might not be able to hear it clearly.
His lips wriggled and he opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He stubbornly cooled his heart and watched Jin Se leave.
In the second professional class, Jinse did not appear again, and the peace around Su Mo returned to the past.
Isolated by the class, no one would approach Su Mo during class, and he could finally listen to the class well.
But he was inexplicably anxious and felt uncomfortable doing anything. The knowledge points he had absorbed so eagerly in the past seemed to have suddenly lost their appeal.
The red eyes of Jinse when she left came to mind.
She is so stubborn and never wants to show weakness in front of him. Will she hide in a corner and cry bitterly?
Another voice reminded him that his nature is hard to change, and everything he did was right. Su Jinse didn't change, she just changed her torture method, and he couldn't be fooled!
He can't afford to lose.
She kept saying that she wanted to learn equipment manufacturing for him, but now she was shocked and left after just a few words from him. What she said before must have been just a pretense, and he didn't care about it.
On the other side, Jinse, who had been tossed around by Su Mo for a whole class, was staying peacefully in the pharmaceutical treatment major, and was even chatting happily with others.
"Are you...the store owner? It turns out you are a pharmacy student."
After finding a random seat and sitting down, Jinse met a familiar face. The silk dress she had made when she first came to this world and had a dispute with Bai Duoer was made by her.
The other party has a gentle appearance and is a rare beauty, whose personality is very different from that of the original owner.
She chuckled lightly, looked at Jinse, and introduced herself: "Shangguan Jing, I know you, Su Jinse."
During yesterday's school test, Jinse caused quite a stir. Now she has almost become a celebrity in the school. Everyone knows that she is the top scorer in the mecha major.
Sensing the hesitation in the other party's eyes, Jinse explained generously.
"The second major." It's actually the third, but the relationship between the two is not that familiar, so there is no need to explain in too much detail.
Shangguan Jing understood. It happened that the teacher was in class, and the two of them listened intently, but nothing happened like in the previous class.
While listening to the lecture, Jinse glanced at Shangguanjing calmly.
When she heard this name, she thought of a person, Shangguan Jing, the daughter of the Prime Minister and the fiancée of the second prince.
In her previous life, Su Jinse chased Huangfu Yu, and no one else could see her. After her death, she followed Huangfu Yu in the form of her soul, so she naturally had no contact with him.
If she hadn't announced her name, Jinse would never have guessed that she was the second prince's fiancée.
In my impression, Shangguanjing finally turned into a report in Huangfu Yu's hand, with the ending of just one sentence.
‘The second prince’s concubine, Shangguan Jing, died together with the second prince from the insect wave.’
But... Jinse rolled her eyes, and in the memory of the original owner, she seemed to have heard someone mention that Shangguanjing was excellent in studies and participated in the research on Zerg pollution in the pharmaceutical treatment profession.
Zerg pollution is something that everyone who has been injured by Zerg will experience.
If someone is injured by the Zerg, the special toxins in their body will penetrate deep into the human body from the wound. They will either become a monster that is neither human nor insect, die miserably, or linger for a long time.
There is only one method of resistance known today, which is to cut off the parts injured by the Zerg before the poison enters the body.
Therefore, wearing mechas to fight on the battlefield is not only to enhance combat effectiveness, but also to protect one's own safety.
Research on Zerg contamination has never stopped, but at most, injections that can delay the virus for ten minutes have been developed, leaving time for people to cut off limbs.
With the current status of the original owner, it is difficult to access the target population contaminated by the Zerg, making it inconvenient for sampling and experimental research.
Perhaps she could start with Shangguan Jing and participate in the project to study Zerg pollution.
This is related to her subsequent plans.
After thinking about it, Jinse turned his attention to the podium again and concentrated on listening to the lecture.
She has experienced many worlds, and has dabbled in both Chinese and Western medicine, including alchemy in the realm of cultivation.
Now when I hear the teacher talk about the research on pharmaceuticals in the interstellar plane, she doesn't sound unfamiliar at all. Instead, she can understand everything and draw inferences from one instance to another. The lesson is very fruitful.
The next class was not a professional class in Shangguanjing's class, and Teacher Li in her own class kept urging her. Jinse thought for a while, returned to the mecha professional class, listened to the class, and learned the other two subjects from the optical brain.
knowledge.
While studying, time flies by quickly, and it’s time for school to end in a blink of an eye.
When she walked out of the school gate and saw Su Mo standing in front of the aircraft, waiting for her to go home, Jinse glanced at her without any nostalgia.
She didn't see Su Mo coming in for a long time, so she spoke coldly.
"go home."
Su Mo just came in and stared at her back with complex eyes.
"Yes, Master."
There was silence all the way. As soon as Jinse got on the aircraft, she closed her eyes and rested her mind. She didn't seem to notice the indistinct glances on her body.
The atmosphere was so peaceful that it was a bit eerie.
Su Mo once again took a deep look at Jin Se, withdrew his gaze, and looked at the confidence level, again without saying a word.
until…
"Master, we're home." Su Mo lowered his eyebrows and couldn't see his expression clearly.
Jinse stood up, let out a slight "hmm" from her nose, walked out of the aircraft indifferently, and went straight back home.
In the evening, she didn't ask the housekeeping robot to make dinner like she had done the past few days. She didn't even get the nutrient solution. She never went out after entering the house.
Su Mo sat in his room, unable to hear any movement outside. It seemed as if the harmonious relationship between the two of them these days was just an illusion, and everything was back to where it started.
Experiencing something he had taken for granted for so many years now made him feel a sense of regret and despair.
At night, Su Mo lay motionless on the bed, his mind extremely active.
As a robot, he does not need food to provide energy, but Jinse is different. Usually, even if she does not eat food, she will drink nutrient solution normally.
Now that she doesn't even drink nutrient solution, she must be hungry, right?
Thinking of this, Su Mo turned his head towards the door, with an expectation in his eyes that even he himself could not detect.
After they had dinner together for the first time, Jinse came to see him late at night.
One minute, two minutes, ten minutes...two hours passed, and the door didn't move at all.
Su Mo straightened his head and looked at the ceiling, becoming more conscious.
The other party didn't care at all. What's funny is that he fell into other people's sugar-coated bullets again in just a few days.