Chapter 12
When Zhang Xun saw James, he always felt a little bitter and envious. The two of them are about the same age, and they can even be regarded as young. But he would never become such a man, never be like James, who would receive approving glances or even compliments from his father.
"No, I have to go back and train Adam. He can't stay alone for too long." Zhang Xun replied.
James' face collapsed, "Another excuse? How many times has it been since the séance project? I said, Axun, are you avoiding me because of the last time you played?"
"I'm really busy, don't make wild guesses." Zhang Xun reassured, half helplessly and half guilty.
It's not that Zhang Xun is unwilling to hang out with James and his group of friends, but their interests and hobbies are completely different from his. In the winter at the end of last year, he was dragged out to hunt with a group of James. Wearing heavy leather boots and trekking in the snow, he stumbled all the way, sweating profusely. After seeing the roaring bear, he fell into panic In a snow pit, he hadn't climbed out of the pit until the others had finished hunting bears. It made James' group of friends keep laughing at him as a goblin (because he would get into the ground). Another time James dragged him to the Oktoberfest, and he spit out more than he drank, and James carried him back to his residence. Not to mention the last time James took him to play basketball together. When he was fighting for the ball, he was knocked dizzy by a group of burly men who were a head taller than him, and his face was still bruised, which took a week to disappear.
However, James has not given up on saving his ten thousand-year-old house, and whenever he has the opportunity, he will take him to play together, in the name of taking him to participate in social activities and outdoor sports that are beneficial to the body and mind...but Zhang Xun is hurting his muscles and bones I'm afraid, although James is kind, but he doesn't want to be teased by the soldiers all the time as James' nerdy follower, so recently he just used the excuse of preparing for a séance.
In order to make his excuse sound more real, Zhang Xun continued, "I only have one month to tame Adam, and I wish I didn't even have time to sleep. Oh, fortunately, I thought it would be easier after the seance."
"One month?! So short?" James patted his shoulder sympathetically, "General Zhang is making things difficult for you again?"
"It's not difficult. I can do it." Zhang Xun pulled out a smile, tried to look very confident, and patted James' arm stiffly and clumsily imitating the posture of those soldiers patting each other's shoulders, "I Let's go first. I'll find you for a drink another day."
Seeing that Zhang Xun walked away quickly as if fleeing, James yelled unwillingly and added, "Why don't we bring wine to your place to drink?"
Zhang Xun didn't look back, just raised his right hand and waved it, "Next time!"
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Before Zhang Xun went to see Ya, he took a bath first. In front of Adam, he hoped that he would be as clean and tidy as possible.
Wiping the fog off the bathroom mirror, he studied his own body. Compared to the soldiers in the battalion, he was indeed a little too thin, but he was not so skinny, and his bones were slender, and his skin was firm, so he was still quite attractive. Although his face was similar to Zhang Shuo's, with sword-like eyebrows and phoenix eyes, but at the corners of his cheekbones, nose, and lips, it was a little warmer and more bookish. His appearance was originally considered popular in the military camp, but it was only popular with pure 1s who prefer weak boys, but because he always shut himself in the Lab, there was nothing to be pursued or pursued by others Chance. When he started to think about it later, he was a little too old.
Although the lifespan of a person can extend to one hundred and twenty years old with the advancement of genetic technology, the cognition of age is still lagging behind. Thirty-three years old is already regarded as an "uncle" age in the eyes of many young people. There are many boys who are more beautiful than him, more handsome than him, younger than him, and more cheerful and outgoing than him. He has become more and more a chicken rib, unwilling to compromise, but often feels lonely.
Up to now, he has stopped this kind of thinking and only immersed himself in work.
After drying his hair and changing into his uniform, Zhang Xun picked up the materials needed to train Adam, left the independent hut where he lived, and walked to the Lab where only he can enter.
Adam was still waiting for him.
The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: jīge bison bī, Mingjiu, chain chain chain chain, Xia Ran Xia Ran 1
Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of every test must pass
So my Shoujun, as always, has the problem of lack of fatherly love_(:з」∠)_. . .
Chapter 6 Adam (1)
In order to ensure Adam's safety, Zhang Xun gave all the mechanics and researchers working here a vacation. In the past few days, there will only be him here. Zhang Shuo had opposed this plan before, thinking that Adam might be unfavorable to Zhang Xun and escaped. But Zhang Xun thinks that he has already installed a sufficiently complex and sound intelligent security system in the Lab. There are monitors in every room, which are connected to Pan, the artificial intelligence system designed by Zhang Xun himself. As long as anyone acts aggressively towards Zhang Xun, Pan will activate the defense mechanism, trying to protect Zhang Xun and subdue the attacker with the least damage.
In the process of training Pan, James once visited his Lab and half-jokingly hammered Zhang Xun's chest. In the end, due to the opponent's strength, Zhang Xun showed a little pain for a moment, and Pan confirmed that he became aggressive at the time, and shot James two anesthesia injections in succession, making the bastard fall into a coma for two days before waking up. Come on... It's no wonder that James always has such a little hostility towards Pan.