The Memory Lost in Space - 303. 303 Restoring Memory (3)

With a high ponytail, Feng Xiaowan dressed in a short-sleeved shirt, military uniforms, and thick-soled boots, he didn’t look like Feng Lin at all.

She put her hand in her trouser pocket and looked up and down Chu Mo, “Are you Chu Mo?”

“I am Chu Mo.” Chu Mo smiled bitterly, “Luo Lan Yingxian should have told you a lot about me.”

“Wrong! She doesn’t like talking and never talks about other people’s right or wrong. The only time I mentioned you was what I strongly demanded. She said you killed my mother, really?”

Chu Mo was silent.

Zuo Qiubai scolded: “Xiao Wan!”

Feng Xiaowan rolled his eyes and muttered contemptuously: “If you don’t like me talking, don’t talk to me!”

Chu Mo asked, “Can you call me Dad?”

“Call your father?” Feng Xiaowan sneered, pointing at Zuo Qiubai who was surprised, “He also asked me to call you father, do you all have a habit of being a father?”

Chu Mo looked at Zuo Qiubai, and Zuo Qiubai looked at Chu Mo.

At that time, Zuo Qiubai told Chu Mo that he exchanged Princess Shao Qi for Feng Lin’s daughter, Feng Xiaowan. Because two people had a knot in the matter of closing the forest, one didn’t say much, and the other didn’t ask too much. They didn’t expect such an oolong in front of Feng Xiaowan.

Both of them were smart people, and immediately understood that they had been teased by Ying Xian Lorraine.

One of them must be true and the other is false, but it is impossible to find out who is true and who is false. Because Feng Xiaowan’s genes have been edited by Yingxian Luolan, which is different from the genes at birth. Whether she is related to Chu Mo or Zuo Qiubai, she is related to each other by blood, but what the relationship is, can’t be determined based on the edited gene.

Zuo Qiubai suppressed the entangled complex feelings and said to Feng Xiaowan: “Call Chu Mo Dad, even if it is goodbye.”

Feng Xiaowan stared at Chu Mo with disdain, “Are you hoping for my mother’s forgiveness? Then I’ll tell you on her behalf, don’t forgive! Never forgive! You won’t forgive even if you die!”

After Feng Xiaowan finished speaking, she turned around and ran away.

Zuo Qiubai yelled a few times without stopping, but looked at Chu Mo apologetically.

Chu Mo smiled and shook his head, indicating that it was all right.

I already knew that whether it was success or failure, it was a lonely and desperate road.

Chu Mo said, “Thank you, brother.”

Zuo Qiubai stared at Chu Mo silently.

The two were obviously brothers and had been together for decades, but they didn’t know each other face to face.

Zuo Qiubai was also angry when he first learned the truth. Why was he abandoned? But then he understood that the one who was left could bear the most.

…

A harsh alarm sounded, and Chu Mo said to Zuo Qiubai: “Tell Xiao Wan, I didn’t pray for forgiveness, because I never intended to forgive myself.”

After he finished speaking, immediately cut off the signal.

Zuo Qiubai stared blankly at Chu Mo’s figure disappearing.

After a long time, he raised his hand to salute the army in the direction where Chu Mo disappeared.

The metal door of the secret laboratory opened and Cinnabar walked in.

He was very cautious, afraid of traps, and did not allow anyone else to enter, except for the combat robot, he alone entered the laboratory.

While watching the surveillance video, Chu Mo picked up the injection that had been prepared on the table and injected himself with the medicine.

After a few minutes.

Cinnabar stood outside the office.

Chu Mo said, “Please come in.”

The door opens automatically.

More than fifty years later, the two reunited.

The eyes are facing each other, and the familiar face is full of the vicissitudes and strangeness left by the ruthless time.

The white horse crossed the gap, and sparkled.

Countless past events passed through the hearts of the two.

When Cinsha was six years old, he went to Chu Mo’s house. Chu Mo took him by the hand and led him to their room, pointed at everything and said, “Mine is yours.”

Cinsha couldn’t speak because of aphasia. When Zi Yan and Bai Li Cang laughed and bullied him, Chu Mo always descended from the sky and stood in front of Cinnabar like a guardian angel. Later, he always joked that his ability to successfully break through to the 2A level of physical fitness was due to one enemy and multiple fights at that time.

When Cinnabar was able to speak again, Chu Mo was happier than Cinnabar himself, and kept teasing Cinnabar with excitement, only to say that his voice was dumb.

Cinnabar was on the battlefield for the first time, and Chu Mo was more nervous than Cinnabar. Thinking wildly in my mind, I prepared a large box of special medicines. If it weren’t for Yin Nanzhao’s disagreement, he would almost enter the army and turn himself into a special soldier so that he could help Cinnabar at any time.

When Cinnabar became the commander, Chu Mo feasted the guests. He has high medical skills and good medical ethics. He is very popular in Alicata, but he usually likes to be clean and rarely attends banquets. It is rare that he takes the initiative to hold a banquet and everyone comes to join him, almost turning the entire Spartan Palace into a dance hall.

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In the young memory of cinnabar gray and black, Chu Mo is the most brilliant color.

When the memory just recovered, Cinnabar was very angry and unwilling, painful and sad, and couldn’t figure out why it was Chu Mo, but after ten years, all the anger, unwillingness, pain and sorrow were tempered by the flames of war.

He didn’t expect that when he faced Chu Mo again, his mood was so calm that he didn’t want to question the past at all.

Everything has already happened, so you just need to make a break today, you don’t need to ask why.

Cinnabar said calmly, “You look haggard.”

Chu Mo smiled, “You have changed! I thought you would use your lightsaber to cut me angrily when you saw me.”

Cinnabar said calmly: “You have changed before I changed.”

Chu Mo defended: “I haven’t changed, but you never knew my ambition.”

Cinnabar asked mockingly: “Murder brother, do you have the ambition to become a consul?”

Chu Mo smiled and stood up, raised his hand gracefully, and made an inviting gesture, “Want to visit my laboratory?”

Cinnabar did not say a word.

Chu Mo walked into the elevator, and Chensha silently followed behind.

The elevator door opens.

Walk through the triple metal door and enter a grand underground space.

The temperature is very low, almost frosty.

There are countless huge cylindrical transparent vessels around, which contain various experimental samples that have died.

Chu Mo said as he walked: “Many years ago, when my father counted the federal genetic disease rate, he found that it was higher than the interstellar average value, and this value has a tendency to increase year by year. He discussed this with Professor An, Professor An said He also made a similar discovery. When studying sudden anomalies, he found that the mutation rate above A-level physical fitness is gradually increasing. Do you know what this means?”

Cinnabar did not say a word.

Chu Mo said: “It means that the alien species may eventually die of genetic disease. From that time on, my father and Professor An began to secretly conduct prohibited experiments, hoping to save the alien species, but they chose two completely different paths. I have repeatedly demonstrated the possibility of curing the mutation, and found that it is very small. It requires the right time and place, and it does not work at all. In the end, Professor An’s failure proved my argument. Even if he used You Beichen’s clone Yin Nanzhao as an experiment, he still did not have it. Ways to cure the abnormality.”

Cinnabar’s gaze flicked across the cylindrical transparent vessels.

In the beginning, there were only the carcasses of various animals. Later, there were people one after another, and then there were all kinds of heterogeneous humans with abnormal morphology.

After Cinnabar consciously realized that those in front were not animals, but heterogeneous humans who had become mutant beasts.

Even though he has gone through war and is accustomed to seeing death, he still feels heart palpitations. He stopped abruptly and asked coldly: “This is your research? Turn living people into sealed specimens?”

Chu Mo walked to a cylindrical vessel and looked at the experimental body in admiration, “This should be the evolution direction of the alien species.”

Inside the vessel was a human-like inhuman corpse, like a heterogeneous species in a semi-abnormal state. He has sharp horns, a hard head, sharp teeth, a burly torso, strong limbs, and his body is covered with fine scales. At a glance, he knows that he is strong and strong.

Chu Mo stroked the vessel and said regretfully, “Unfortunately, he only survived for an hour before he died. If it were you, the result would definitely be different.”

Chu Mo turned around and looked at Cinnabar.

4A-level physical fitness, human brain, beast body, the perfect combination of wisdom and power, the most perfect alien!

Cinnabar kept a distance of more than three meters from him, obviously guarding him.

Chu Mo spread his hands helplessly, and said with a smile: “I know you won’t give me a chance to give me medicine. This time, I gave myself medicine.”

His facial muscles twitched, and his smile became more and more weird, as if he was enduring great pain, and his whole body was trembling.

Cinnabar calmly took out the weapon case, and a black lightsaber appeared in his palm.

Different from the previous mutation, Chu Mo had always been conscious, his head and upper body had not changed at all, but his lower body had begun to slowly melt like syrup. The bones and flesh were twisted and blended, as if they were smashed by a blender and mixed together. Then, in a pool of thick flesh and blood, one after another thick black tentacles grew from the inside at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally a total of eight were grown. Only tentacles, as strong and flexible as long snakes.

The place where each tentacle connects to the waist is very thick, and it gets thinner as it goes down, and when it reaches the tip, it is already as thin as the tip of a sword.

Chu Mo rolled up a scalpel with the tip of one tentacle, and the other tentacle picked up a human bone. The two tentacles were as dexterous as human hands. In a short while, a white bone was carved into a blooming flower.

He stretched out his hand gracefully, a tentacle curled up with a white bone flower and placed it in front of cinnabar, “borrow flowers to offer Buddha.”

He waved his tentacles casually again, and a hard vessel containing the subject shattered and turned into powder.

Chu Mo waved his tentacles and smiled and said, “This should be us! The smartest brain and the strongest body in the interstellar world, human beings are vulnerable to us.”

Behind him, a cylindrical transparent vessel contained a variety of heterogeneous humans, from weak to strong, like a living history of heterogeneous evolution.

“It’s just you, not us.” Cinsha struck it with a heavy sword.