The waste is going to strike back

Chapter 186 A Story Deep in My Memory

Yan Shaohui also asked Dr. Yan whether this blood protein was harmful to him, but Dr. Yan did not have any definite conclusion. However, seeing that Yan Shaohui had actually broken through the bottleneck of SS-level supernatural powers and successfully reached the SSS level, at least for now, this blood protein did not harm Yan Shaohui.

One day, Yan Shaohui was sitting in the office writing something when he heard a knock on the door.

"Come in." Yan Shaohui said without raising his head.

Then Qi Shanlang walked in with a small bottle in his hand. If Mu Xin was present, he would definitely realize that this bottle was the one he used to store the spiritual spring water.

"I'm here to return something." Qi Shanlang placed the small bottle in front of Yan Shaohui.

"Huh? What is this?"

Yan Shaohui's attention was attracted by the small glass bottle in front of him, and he asked with a little curiosity.

"Huh? You don't know? Mu Xin said this is a potion developed by Dr. Yan that can restore superpowers. When we were fighting those SSS-level zombies, my superpowers were exhausted and he gave it to me. He also said that this potion is in the experimental stage and he would not take it out unless it was necessary."

Yan Shaohui frowned and picked up the small glass bottle, looking at it from left to right, but he couldn't remember that Dr. Yan had invented this kind of medicine.

But Qi Shanlang would not lie to me, so I should ask Xiao Xin after I get home. Maybe they forgot to tell me about this.

Yan Shaohui replied, "I understand." After seeing Qi Shanlang off, he still felt something strange in his heart.

But because he had a lot of things to do, he could only ignore this strange feeling for the time being and deal with it later.

After Mu Xin finished assembling the gun he had just assembled, he stretched his stiff neck a few times and sighed, "My neck is so sore~"

Song Ziwen, a firearms enthusiast, has recently been very keen on competing with himself in firearms assembly. Song Ziwen has won several times before. Although Mu Xin does not have a strong desire to win, he is still the deputy commander-in-chief of the base. How can he save face after being defeated again and again?

Therefore, before he and Song Ziwen agreed on the next competition time, he had to practice his hand flexibility until he could assemble the gun even with his eyes closed.

Practicing at home was not enough, so he secretly brought everything to his own office at the headquarters so that he could practice it several times in his spare time.

A great man once said: Time is like a sponge, you can always squeeze out a little bit of it. He believed that he would not lose to Song Ziwen next time!

Before he knew it, it was time to get off work. Mu Xin put all the guns and other tools into the drawer, then walked leisurely to the door next to his office and tapped it rhythmically with his fingers.

This was a secret code that only the two of them understood, and Yan Shaohui understood it immediately.

He smiled, closed the document, stood up and walked to the door, then deliberately lowered his voice and whispered: "Come in."

When Mu Xin heard the person inside speak, he smiled, opened the door and was about to step in. However, before he could take two steps, he bumped into Yan Shaohui's arms.

"Wow, you were waiting for me at the door!" Mu Xin punched Yan Shaohui and said.

Yan Shaohui smiled dotingly, "Yes, I'm just worried that you'll be tired."

Mu Xin snorted and laughed: "I'm not that delicate that I get tired after walking a few steps."

"Isn't it enough for me to feel sorry for myself? If you don't feel sorry for yourself, then I will feel sorry for you!" He is really good at taking advantage of others!

Yan Shaohui opened his lips and bit the tip of Mu Xin's nose with a punitive look. He was satisfied to see a circle of pink teeth marks left on the tip of the nose, and he smiled.

Mu Xin covered his injured nose and looked at Yan Shaohui accusingly. Yan Shaohui shrugged and smiled roguely, then put his arm around Mu Xin's shoulder and walked to his seat, letting him sit on his lap while he continued to open the file and started working.

"You haven't finished yet?"

"No." Yan Shaohui replied.

Mu Xin supported his chin and looked lazily at Yan Shaohui's serious profile.

Mu Xin wanted to leave Yan Shaohui, but that man was stubborn and refused to do so. Mu Xin had no choice but to find ways to amuse himself.

He glanced dully at Yan Shaohui's extraordinarily large table and found a glass bottle that was extremely familiar to him. He squinted his eyes, took the small bottle, and fiddled with it in his hands.

There are many traces of sand and gravel on the small glass bottle. The bottle has long lost its smooth surface and looks very old.

He remembered that the bottle he had brought with him was accidentally thrown away, so it shouldn't have appeared here.

But when Mu Xin opened the cork on the glass bottle and leaned over to smell it, he concluded that this was definitely the bottle of spiritual spring water that he had accidentally dropped.

But...how did this bottle get 'instantly transferred' to Yan Shaohui?

Mu Xin looked at Yan Shaohui with a puzzled look on his face, "Shaohui, where did this little bottle come from?"

"Shan Lang came here before and said that you accidentally lost it." Yan Shaohui signed his name at the end of the document, then turned to look at Mu Xin, "What else did he say, Xiao Xin, do you want to know?"

When Mu Xin heard Yan Shaohui say this, he felt as if someone was pulling at his heart.

"What?" Mu Xin asked in a low voice.

Yan Shaohui relayed Qi Shanlang's words to Mu Xin, who felt like breaking out in a cold sweat after hearing them.

"Xiao Xin, I just contacted Dr. Yan and asked him if he has developed any new medicine recently. He said no." Yan Shaohui looked straight at Xiao Xin, "Then what is this medicine that restores superpowers that you mentioned?"

Mu Xin closed his eyes and sighed.

So it was finally exposed. After all, paper cannot cover fire.

But he didn't expect that there was only a small flaw at the beginning, and he didn't expect that it would eventually be torn into such a big hole.

Forget it, I have to confess sooner or later anyway, so it’s better to do it today than to wait for another day.

"Shaohui, let me tell you a story first."

"Okay, you talk and I'm listening." Yan Shaohui listened attentively.

Mu Xin's eyes suddenly became long-lasting, and he dug out the past buried deep in his memory, along with the most painful scars.

"It was also the end of the world with zombies everywhere. There was a young man without any superpowers. He loved his lover deeply. His lover's physical aptitude was not good, so the young man gave his lover a jade pendant, which was his family heirloom. There was a space in the pendant. The spiritual spring water in the space could temper a person's bones and superpowers, making him stronger. After his lover drank the spiritual spring water, his natural ability became hundreds and thousands of times stronger than before. But the young man never expected that as his superpowers increased, his lover's desires and greed would also grow."

Yan Shaohui frowned and looked at the emptiness in Mu Xin's eyes, hesitating whether to let Mu Xin continue speaking.

Mu Xin ignored Yan Shaohui's look and continued to talk to himself: "My lover formed a small team. Everyone in the team looked down on the boy. They thought that the boy, who had no special abilities and only knew some martial arts, was a burden to the team. They often bullied the boy, but the boy endured it for his lover. Until one person appeared, the boy fell into endless despair."

"one person?"