In the classroom.
The students whispered in twos and threes.
"I heard that the new drama teacher is very handsome!"
"Really? I don't believe it."
"Hee hee, look at you
"Flooded! Flooded!"
Whew, whew, whew.
Whew, whew, whew.
Whew, whew, whew.
“……”
Molly buried herself in smoking.
Finally.
Yilin looked at the increasingly full blood bag, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and finally couldn't help but make a questioning voice: "are you sure... You need to draw so much blood for an examination?"
Molly, listen.
After thinking about it, it seems to make sense.
So he stopped drawing blood.
But in order to be more straight and strong, Molly still tried to make her expression more calm: "how can I predict how much I need? Can't I smoke more spare? ANN, it looks a lot, but it shouldn't have any impact on you."
Suddenly.
Molly looked up and asked, "by the way, I almost forgot to ask you. What did you think was wrong last time?"
Yilin was speechless.
But I don't bother to argue with my aunt. Anyway, as Molly said, this blood loss is not a problem at all.
When you open the panel, your health has been restored to full value for a while.
In addition, before entering the inner world, if there is an injury to the body, the tower will also ask very carefully whether to consume death points for repair. Now there are many death points in Yilin, which really doesn't hurt.
Remember, Irene really didn't tell Molly about her situation in detail.
While there was no outsider around, Yilin didn't hide it and directly took the bleeding jasmine from the storage space.
Molly hasn't noticed yet. The style of blood Jasmine has slightly changed from that when it was originally made after it possessed the spirit.
But in Molly's shocked eyes, Yilin quickly cut her arm.
"You --"
Molly just had time to say a word.
She subconsciously thought that Yilin smoked some northwest wind, and even hurt herself in front of her.
But the next second.
Around the neat wound, many tentacle like granulation tissues were mysteriously drilled and squirmed wildly. A few seconds later, the ferocious wound cut by the knife was repaired as before, and even no scar was left.
“……”
Molly stared and couldn't speak for a while.
This time she didn't cry out in surprise.
It seems that Molly has seen a lot of "unscientific" things since she knew the ghost light. When "surprise" becomes the norm, she is gradually used to it.
Yilin silently put away the blood jasmine.
Molly's strange eyes re examined Yilin from top to bottom, and seemed to speak slowly with some difficulty.
"You..."
“?”
"Don't be a man at all?"
“……”
Molly nodded seriously, "to tell you the truth, I'm not sure you're still human. Well, forget it, check it first."
She did not make complaints about it or she felt it from her heart.
Molly ignored the silent expression of Yilin, directly carrying the hot blood drawn from Yilin, ran happily all the way to a pile of instruments.
Taking advantage of his free time, Yilin wanted to know the progress of Ling Yiyi's treatment.
But thinking of Molly's expression when drawing blood for herself just now, Yilin decided to ask again later, which would be safer.
Didi Didi.
All kinds of strange analytical instruments make sound.
Yilin is waiting quietly.
Finally.
After a while.
After repeated analysis, Molly finally consumed the bag of blood without waste.
"Well..."
Molly's expression was serious. Her fingers moved quickly on the tablet, as if she were browsing all the analysis data.
Seriously, Yilin couldn't understand the messy formulas and data. Sure enough, professional things still have to be done by professionals, which is reasonable.
Get down to business, Molly is not vague.
"Whether it is routine blood analysis, component analysis or gene fragment analysis, the results show that... Is completely normal."
Yilin frowned: "normal?"
"Yes!" Molly reluctantly threw away the tablet: "I'm also surprised, and I think the results are very unscientific. According to the results, you should be a purebred human."
“……”
What?
You're surprised that I'm so human?
Irene almost couldn't help giving Molly a shot.
——"Disaster ridden".
But Erin held back.
After all, he couldn't use the Apostle's power on Molly, just think about it.
Seeing that Yilin lowered his head as if he couldn't accept the fact that he was still human, he comforted softly: "don't lose heart. This is only my preliminary conclusion, but because you... Have a special identity, I can't find a more professional expert in genetic engineering to analyze your DNA."
“?”
"In other words, acridine, maybe you are no longer human, but my level is limited and I didn't detect this result."
“……”
Molly didn't notice Irene's slightly ugly expression, continued to smile and said, "of course, in fact, I think of another possibility."
"Say."
"Well, I think we should believe in science. If the results of these instrumental analysis are OK, does it mean that my state when I draw blood and everything in your body belong to the category of normal human beings?"
Huh?
Molly's words.
Let Elaine meditate.
you bet.
"Dionysian factor" seems to start every time after Yilin is injured. Carefully recall that when the Dionysian factor is activated, it seems like a warm current gushing from somewhere in the body. Yilin can even clearly detect the strange feeling flowing in the blood.
"That's right." Molly suddenly showed a curious expression: "you haven't told me how you became this inhuman state?"
Yilin was too lazy to correct the language defects in Molly's words. After thinking for a while, he finally thought of a description that was very suitable and would not trigger the "prohibited matters": "I was shot."
"Ah, this..."
Molly was stunned when she heard the bad description, and then responded: "is it some kind of medicine to transform the human body?"
Erin nodded.
"Or is it some kind of microorganism parasitic on the human body?" Molly shivered slightly when she thought of the possibility. After all, the guess was disgusting.
Yilin heard the word parasite.
Subconsciously touched the dead skin on the forehead.
To tell the truth, Yilin tried to cut off the dead skin while doing the "finger cutting" test.
But no matter what angle Irene cut, what was separated was an ordinary human skin. After healing again, the "dead skin" was still pulled on his forehead, and he couldn't pull it down.
Anyway, Yilin has given up trying to separate the "dead skin".
Let it stick. It won't die anyway.
last.
Molly seems to have given up her plan to continue to check for Yilin.
After all, the results are already obvious.
At present, Yilin can barely be regarded as a human.
No matter how much blood is drawn and how many tests are performed, it is estimated that the same result will be obtained.
But to be on the safe side, Molly also promised to tap from the side, consult some professionals from the side, and perhaps read the relevant academic materials by herself.
Yilin was not surprised by this result.
Only next time.
But on the whole, there is nothing unusual in the temporary inspection, which is good news for Yilin.
At least from the perspective of "science", Yilin's body is no different.
Whether it is the unknown "dead skin" or the transformation of "Dionysian factor", no special side effects have been found at present.
Ignore it for the time being.
Two more days passed.
It's early October.
Unconsciously, Molly's laboratory also tossed for a lot of time.
In addition to solving the normal physiological needs, Yilin spent all his time in the small room.
Pan Zhengyi didn't know where to go, and Yilin didn't bother to pay attention to it. It was rare to be quiet.
Anyway, pan Zhengyi is not a child. The laboratory is so big that nothing will happen.
"Castration version read needle".
"Unstable explosives".
"Concealed weapon technique".
Yilin is constantly familiar with new skills, and then transformed into his own strength.
As the level of Apostles becomes higher and higher, the level of the tower will rise. In other words, the risk of the inner world trial will rise.
Whether in the past, present, or future, the Apostle's stratum always presents a "pyramid" structure.
The higher the rank, the fewer the number.
Countless apostles fell on the way to the advanced stage.
Erin sat cross legged on the ground.
Open the Apostle panel and have a look.
Daily exercise can't make Yilin improve his attributes quickly.
As Mo Rendi said, he is not suitable for the ancient martial arts. Without qualification, he is doomed to not go too far on this road.
At the bottom of the Apostle panel.
I don't know when some changes have taken place.
Yilin was silent for a moment. He couldn't help but lift up the corners of his mouth and laugh. When he closed the Apostle panel, he couldn't help but sigh, full of emotion.
"No one is the enemy... It's really worthy of being the enemy of no one."
"If he can become an apostle with his initial attributes... Maybe no one can beat him."
Suddenly.
Right now.
A burning pain came from the "death mark" on Yilin's chest.
Or the familiar pain.
It's like a red soldering iron on your chest.
Yilin was dripping with cold sweat. After a few seconds, the pain disappeared.
"Finally."
Yilin smiled.
He stood up and walked silently through the narrow corridor.
It turns on like a shadow.
No one noticed what Elaine had done.
Even if I noticed, I was just in a hurry and didn't care at all.
Yilin first came to Ling Yiyi's special treatment room.
Ling Yiyi is lying in bed, in treatment.
Yilin even opened his skills, but he knew that Ling Yiyi must know he had been here.
With Ling Yiyi's keen hearing, she must be able to hear her breathing and heartbeat.
Sure enough.
Ling Yiyi's mouth tilted slightly.
But soon.
Somehow, she seemed to notice something. There was a little more worry in her shallow smile.
"Be safe."
"OK."
Yilin turned and left.
No more words, no more questions.
After looking at Ling Yiyi.
From another room, Yilin finds Molly who is busy.
Tower: "..."
"Can't come here... No one can come here... Go, go, I don't want to die... I don't want to die..."
As he spoke.
The poor middle-aged security guard didn't know what to think of. On his face, he was frightened and frightened. Tears, runny nose and blood were all pasted on his face. It was ferocious and funny, as if he remembered something terrible.