Mystery Makes Me Strong

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Afterwards, everyone who reached an agreement drove home from the adventure park.

Wang Wenwen is the biggest winner in this adventure.

She understood the direction of her life, found the motivation to move forward, and swept away the haze in her heart. At this time, her whole face shone with brilliance.

The biggest loser is not Wang Cuiyan. In fact, she is very relieved, because it shows that her training measures are correct.

My daughter is only 18 years old, so she has surpassed her nearly 50-year-old self.

Her daughter is destined to stand on the top of the mountain and become a top group.

No one expected that the biggest loser was Zhao Han, who was lying on Wang Wenwen's stomach.

"How come you didn't cook at the end..." she said with her dying breath.

"Uh, the meals in the kitchen must be fake, they are all props, how can they be made?" Wang Wenwen said helplessly.

She knew that she would meet her mother today, so she didn't bring any snacks, so as not to be scolded by the other party.

"Shan Shan did bake some snacks before, you can put them on your stomach and order takeout when you get home." Wen Rensheng handed over a box from the front row.

"Thank you, teacher." Zhao Han was instantly resurrected.

"I'm hungry too." Wang Wenwen looked at him greedily and said subconsciously.

"Have you half." Zhao Han said generously.

"Uh, forget it. I want to control my weight. The teacher reminded me before." Wang Wenwen gritted his teeth.

"You really don't eat?" Zhao Han was very surprised, but she knew how greedy the other party was. If she didn't eat for an afternoon, she must be hungry enough. Can she hold back now?

"If you don't want to eat, don't eat. As smart as I am, of course you know that you can only lose weight by dieting and exercising." Wang Wenwen don't go too far.

Wen Rensheng said in the front row at this time: "Actually, for aliens, as long as they learn some special rituals, they can easily lose weight."

"Ah, since that's the case, then I'd better eat one piece, no, two pieces, three pieces, four pieces." Wang Wenwen immediately retreated.

Hearing this, Wen Rensheng shook his head slightly and said, "I haven't finished what I said just now, but those special ceremonies have great side effects and are not the kingly way to lose weight. It seems that your awareness is not enough."

When Wang Wenwen heard this, he immediately waved his fist at the opponent's back.

Damn, isn't this deliberately trying to **** off your own appetite?

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After resolving the matters between Wang Wenwen and Wang Cuiyan, life returned to calm.

For Wen Rensheng, the biggest gain is Wang Cuiyan's collection. In return, it has become an item that he can view and borrow at any time.

And Wang Wenwen can also borrow the collection normally from her mother, as long as she remembers to return it as is, but if she doesn't return it, she has to pay for it herself.

While respecting her rights as an adult, she also fulfills her obligations as an adult.

After dealing with this matter, Wen Rensheng put all his thoughts on the puppet armor.

The next day, the day after returning from Adventureland, Sunday.

Wen Rensheng didn't go out and was sitting at home. He was informed by Old Wu that today was the day when his father transplanted the xenogeneic species. .

He closed his eyes, communicated with alien species, and used the connection of the mysterious world to remotely control the puppet armor.

After express delivery, it has appeared thousands of miles away, following Wen Rende and acting as a 24-hour free bodyguard.

The distance will have a great impact on the control of the puppet. Generally speaking, the farther the distance is, the lower the control power and the higher the required skill level.

The destroyer he was waiting for before solved this problem through the relay of the "mysterious center", which was equivalent to using technical means to reduce the skill requirements for aliens.

And the puppet, not every action has to be done by the controller, in that case, it will be exhausting.

In fact, it has a high degree of intelligence, which is why Wen Rensheng said that the armor is very suitable as a material-because it is very spiritual, and it is with this spirituality that it can far exceed the current robots.

The manipulator only needs to give orders, as he did the last time he served in a destroyer.

At the same time, in Arctic City, a certain xenotransplantation institution in the regional inspection department.

This is a large building complex similar to a hospital, but it is much larger than the largest hospital in China, and the talents gathered in it are also the top of the top.

Anyone with a formal position is the best of the best.

Wu Liansong was standing outside a door similar to a surgical operating room at this time, looking at the reminder on the door of "transplantation", and he had mixed feelings in his heart.

Once upon a time, he was also very close to this kind of place, but in the end, he was one step short, and it became a lifelong regret.

Xiaobai...you are in another world, how are you? Remember our father and daughter?

You are so stupid.

And the armored puppet controlled by Wen Rensheng, dressed in a white coat and wearing a big mask, was waiting on the side, much like a doctor accompanying his family.

It didn't take long for a few people to walk by from the side of the corridor.

The armored puppet sensed something and turned to look: three men and one woman.

Two of the men were very young, not even in their twenties. One of them was excited, and the other was confused. Looking closely, there was still some depression and despair.

Another man, in his 40s or 50s, in a neat suit, he could tell from his eyebrows that he was the elder of the two teenagers.

And that woman also looked like she was in her forties.

When they saw the "Transplanting" prompt on the door, their faces were very strange.

The man in the suit was the first to open his mouth and questioned: "No, mother, did you misread the transplant date? You have already made an appointment, so why is there still someone in the operation?"

"No, how could I be wrong about such a big thing." The middle-aged woman retorted directly, and then took out a notice.

"Let me see," the middle-aged man took the notice and looked at it, and said angrily, "Look at you, such a big thing can be wrong. It clearly says tomorrow, tomorrow! February 29th At 9 o'clock in the morning, you wasted a day of work for me."

"Impossible, I clearly remember that it was the last day of February, today is the 28th, so I asked you to ask for leave," the middle-aged woman argued, "and it's not right, I've watched it dozens of times in the observation room. The notice is the 28th, not the 29th."

She grabbed the notice and looked at it carefully, but it said "No. 29".

"This year is a leap year, so there will be an extra day in February. You must have misremembered the doctor's order. You are always like this, and you are doing things in a mess." The man in the suit thought he had found the truth, and immediately complained.

"You can't remember it wrong, but have you ever cared about your child? Apart from giving money, it's just giving money. Even for such a big event, it's only when the event is imminent that you rush over by plane." The middle-aged woman became angry when she heard it. shouted now.

"Please keep quiet in the corridor." At this moment, a loudspeaker sounded immediately.

The man in the suit suppressed his anger at the moment, but he couldn't help defending: "I don't make money because of this family, how much did the boss spend to cultivate aliens? Without me running hard outside, he can only be like other people's children. , enter the Inspection Division, receive free education, and become cannon fodder in the future!"

"Look at what you said, it's like how much money you make. If you really make enough money, how can the boss be slow to cultivate, unable to keep up with the progress of other children's children, and have to give up the alien species to the second child?" The middle-aged woman refuted in a low voice.

Wu Liansong was annoyed, frowned and glanced over.

The man and woman felt his gaze, and immediately smiled, and immediately stopped arguing.

When the two were quiet~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Wu Liansong looked at the two teenagers. From the quarrel between the parents just now, he already understood the whole story.

A very common thing.

Since the alien species can be transferred to the family members who get along with each other day and night, there will be a situation - if a newcomer alien species is slow to cultivate and is destined to be deprived of the alien species at the age of 35, his family will naturally use various means to persuade him to voluntarily transfer the alien species. to their siblings.

In this way, you can keep the benefits as much as possible in your own hands.

Although most of the time, the consequences of doing so are futile, and the second person transplanted is often slower than the first person.

After all, when the Inspectorate is screening, the first choice will of course choose the one with the highest degree of fit.

But after all, people are people, and there is an element of luck. There are still a small number of people who, through this means, become experts of alien species, and keep the alien species that will inevitably be deprived of them in their own families.

Since there are these precedents, the parents and other relatives of those newcomers and aliens will naturally ignore those failures and follow them one after another.