When Fang Mo saw the corpse on the laboratory bench, he had already guessed that the so-called "murderer" was the person who disappeared that day.

"Captain, when we found the dog, it was drained of blood and left in front of the computer building." The soldier who sent the body described the scene truthfully and made a reasonable guess. "Could someone have been infected with the virus and left the dog there to declare war on us?"

Fang Mo put his hands in his pockets and walked around the experimental table. He carefully observed the dog's body and did not speak.

The soldier thought that Fang Mo had agreed with his thoughts and continued to guess. "Captain, with my years of experience, this person must still be hiding among those people. As long as we check each and every one of them, we can definitely find him ..."

The soldier saw that Fang Mo didn't seem to object, so he immediately said a lot of opinions.

Fang Mo did not show any movement on his face as he listened. He slowly reached out his hand from his pocket and rubbed his thumb against his index finger. There was a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Since it's so easy, then I'll give you a day to find him. If you can't find him, then immediately disappear from my sight." Fang Mo looked up at the soldier with a dangerous look in his eyes, "forever ..."

The soldier was so scared that he quickly knelt on the ground and did not dare to make a sound, totally losing the arrogance just now. He was now more like a mouth that had been so scared, waiting to be eaten by the the cat in front of it.

Fang Mo did not like people showing off their intelligence in front of him the most, especially those who were lower in rank than him. They did not know to weigh their abilities. If they were really capable, they would not be just a soldier now.

"What? You can't?" Said Fang Mo, with contempt in his tone.

"Since you can't do it, don't talk big in front of me. I hate people showing off in front of me, especially people like you. Get out!"

After the soldiers left, Fang Mo picked up the scalpel on the table behind him and gently cut the body's neck. He could still see the blood flowing out of the blood vessels.

"Ha ... you're still being merciful. It seems that you haven't completely turned into a zombie yet. I'd like to see how long you can last."

In the corner of the playground.

Since Lian Ranran was determined to become stronger, of course, she had to cultivate properly. Stand on the timber piles! Chop the wood! Carry water with one hand! They were all the must.

All of above wwere what Lian Ranran had imagined last night, but the real situation was like this.

"Taller - taller - taller - ah! ! ! Getting taller! "

Lian Ranran stood in front of a small sapling with one hand outstretched and her willpower concentrated. Countless times, her mind was filled with the scene of it growing at a millisecond's speed, then blossoming and fruiting, but she did not see any movement from it.

Lian Ranran tried again and again.

Suddenly, just as Lian Ranran thought that her efforts were about to be effective, a gust of wind blew past and took the last green leaves of the sapling, landing at zero.

"Uh ..."

Was God joking with her again?

How could he tease her like this?!

Little Yancheng, who was sitting in the corner, seemed to have known this would happen. He just sat there, silently seeing this stupid woman trying uselessly.

If she still wanted to protect him in this state, he still had to wait a few hundred years.

He stretched out a hand from his armpit and opened it. As usual, he injected a force into his palm to summon lightning's power, but it was a complete failure.

Still not.

Ever since he became the child he was now, he no longer had lightning power, but just like an ordinary child.

"Abracadabra! Heavenly God, please give me power!" As she read the slogan, she stretched out her hand toward the sapling, but nothing happened.

"What the hell! I have already invited the Heavenly God. Can't you just give me some face!"

Lian Ranran was about to lose her patience as she sat down on the ground, her eyes looking downcast.

In the end, she still couldn't do it. She was useless. She didn't even know how to use this little ability. What was her use? As expected, she was still a good-for-nothing.

Little Yancheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Lian Ranran's self-destructive look, saying faintly, "The so-called special power is the inborn superpower of some people rather than everyone. It is exactly because of this minority, the nation has specially established a special force to train these people with special power and use their abilities to protect the whole nation."

Lian Ranran became serious when she heard Yancheng's words.

"The method of cultivating your special abilities isn't something that you can achieve by just randomly playing. You must undergo special training skills."

"What training skills?" Asked Lian Ranran, fascinated.

"This must ..." Little Yancheng was about to say something when he suddenly saw Wang Qiang walking towards them with a team. He immediately shut his mouth and did not say anything.

If Wang Qiang and the others heard this, it would be a leak of military aircraft. He was not that stupid.

"Tell me!" Lian Ranran hated those who said half the words and didn't continue the most, and was somewhat irritated by the man.

"Didn't you want to know where Lin Fan lived last time?" Little Yancheng turned his head to look at Lian Ranran and suddenly said such a sentence, which made Lian Ranran confused. "I'll help you."

When Lian Ranran came to her senses, she saw that Little Yancheng had already run to Wang Qiang's feet and grabbed the corner of his clothes, acting coquettishly.

"Big brother, do you know where my brother is? I'm separated from him, um ~ ~ ~"

Little Yancheng's ability to pretend to cry was getting stronger and stronger. With his little hands covering his eyes, his eyes would immediately turn red. Wang Qiang immediately gave in and squatted beside him to comfort him.

"Oh, don't cry. Tell me what your brother looks like."

"He's tall and thin, and he's wearing a pair of metal rimmed glasses. There's a mole at the corner of his eye ..." Little Yancheng described Lin Fan's appearance and began to draw.

At the back, Lian Ranran was so awkward. This child was getting more and more skilled in this.

Was she picking up a human or a demon?

He was so good at pretending!

Also, when did she say that she was going to look for Lin Fan? Hmph! She was so angry that she did not want to see that idiot again. He actually dared to refuse her confession. She must be tired of living! Hmph!

In fact, Lian Ranran herself did not know that she had said that she had forgotten to ask Lin Fan where he lived a long time ago. Only Yancheng remembered it silently and kept it in his heart.