The Paper Man I Raised is the Boss of the End of the World

The reason why Dr. Wei was selected among the vast number of people in the research institute, Shen Cheng was of course thoughtful.

Dr. Wei can be treated politely by Xia Jinshi. Obviously, his status in the research institute is not low. He is a lonely man. Shen Cheng followed and found that he had no children and no wife. , But back home are faced with cold walls and cold houses, the chance of exposure will be much less.

In addition, Dr. Wei has a rigorous personality. Like many researchers, she likes to live a regular life according to a schedule. She has written the schedule on her mobile phone and computer, which is also very beneficial to her role.

Shen Cheng has never entered the Academy of Sciences, so the map is currently completely black. She doesn't know how much danger there is in the Academy of Sciences, and how many cards Xia Jinshi has in his hand. Of course, you must be prepared for long-term lurking and acting.

Of course, it is best if you can't expose it, and you don't want to sneak into the village to shoot.

At around nine o'clock that night, Dr. Wei had just returned home exhausted. He turned on the computer in the living room, and was concentrating on contemplation. Suddenly, a shadow appeared in the shadow behind him that he didn't even have time to see clearly. Behind him is a hand knife, and then skillfully fed him a 24-hour sleepiness potion bought in the store.

Shen Cheng put Dr. Wei's face on the clone, and directly asked the clone to search the man's home and his belongings.

Dr. Wei's computer was clean and there was almost nothing, but Shen Cheng saw that he had marked a time in red, it happened to be tomorrow afternoon, and the event location was the [Dean's Office].

Yashou Oh! Does he have an appointment with Xia Jin tomorrow?

Shen Cheng's heart tightened when she saw this: On the first day, you have to face the big boss, isn't this terrible?

What does Dr. Wei want to say to Xia Jinshi?

She flipped through the computer again, but there was no other description for this time.

Shen Orange frowned and looked around the room: The meeting time was marked in red. Obviously, Dr. Wei felt that this meeting was very important. She suspected that he had already made the groundwork or prepared materials with Xia Jinshi before. If this is the case, when she goes to see Xia Jin without knowing anything about it, something big will happen.

Since there is no data on the computer, what about the rest of the house...or on the phone?

Shen Orange searched the house.

Dr. Wei's house is extremely simple, but Shen Cheng found a picture frame turned upside down in the drawer of his desk.

She picked it up and looked at it. It was a family portrait.

The man in the photo is holding the woman and his daughter, and the whole family is smiling and looking very happy.

But there are only a few men's clothes in the closet of this home. From the decoration to the furnishings, they all show the desolation of being alone.

Shen Orange scrutinized the white walls on all sides, the very rudimentary decoration, and touched his chin: the house should have been built after the end of the world. In this case, this family portrait should be the last bit of Dr. Wei's nostalgia for the happy life he once had. As a relatively important researcher in the Academy of Sciences, his wife and children didn't even follow him to the J City Base? What about them? Is it dead?

Being able to carry a family photo with him shows that Dr. Wei still cares about his former family. Although such a person is usually taciturn, he is afraid that there is still a minute or two of softness in his heart.

Early the next morning, Shen Cheng directed his clone to swipe Dr. Wei's card and entered the Academy of Sciences.

She was really apprehensive at the beginning—a little worried that her disguise would be torn apart, but as soon as she entered the map of the Academy of Sciences, she realized that her worry seemed to be superfluous: without it, for the situation that Yijin was squeezed by the black-hearted boss For example, for the walking dead social animals, it is really a luxury to consume this mind to care whether others have 'camouflage'. Most of the people who work here are probably because it is a rare institution with high welfare and high security in the last days. Faced with the high load of 997 caused by being highly squeezed, it is almost no protest at all.

It was only after 8:00 in the morning. When Shen Cheng walked in, a researcher had already greeted her disheveled. She approached a little character, and many of them had debuffs showing [beardless] and [no haircut for 1 month]. Wait, no matter how you look at it, it looks like you didn't go home and sleep at all!

Fortunately, Dr. Wei's position in the research institute is not low, and he is not too young. He didn't work overtime with the young people, and he didn't come to beep with Shen Cheng, 'Why did you leave us to go home and sleep by yourself yesterday' or something like that? if.

As soon as Shen Cheng walked into the door, he encountered another question: What floor is Researcher Wei's office on?

"..." She looked at the elevator that showed that it was climbing from the -20th floor, and fell into a chaotic despair: Oops, it won't start revealing the stuff from pressing the elevator, right?

Fortunately, her behavior of standing in a daze in front of the elevator did not seem to attract the attention of latecomers. It may also be that there are too many weird people in the Academy of Sciences who start to be in a daze and fall into their own world. Someone seemed to recognize her, came over and smiled at her: "Dr. Wei, good morning."

Shen Orange responded vaguely.

"Doctor, this is..." The man glanced at the haggard and messy face she had made in the morning, and said "Oh" with realization, "Are you sick?"

Shen Orange pointed to her vocal cords: Of course she didn't dare to speak out. She used face-changing instead of voice-changing. Without professional pseudo-voice training, how could she dare to speak at will.

The younger man leaned closer and asked in a sneaky whisper, "Don't you want to participate in new projects? It's strange to say that before, we all signed up for the selection of these projects, and now we suddenly say a word. It's become a designation, the project I'm working on hasn't been completed yet, it's just..." He muttered softly, looking around, lowering his voice, how to look sneaky.

If Shen Cheng said it, there were only two words written on his face: there is a ghost.

She listened intently, and the information that could be heard from the complaint in this man's words was probably that the Academy of Sciences has now launched a new program that forces some people to participate, and this man and Dr. Wei are both in the selected queue. The person did not want to participate, and Dr. Wei's attitude was unknown.

Could this project be related to the new zombies made by Lingquan Water?

She listened attentively. Unpredictably, the man had entered the elevator. She had an idea and walked in slowly. Sure enough, the man pressed the 16th floor first. Seeing that Shen Cheng lowered his head and didn't move, he paused and went smoothly. Pressed 19 layers, apparently one of them was pressed for her.

Is it 16, or is it 19?

Seeing that the elevator had sunk to the 14th floor, Shen Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and she desperately zoomed in on the screen, barely seeing that there were only 20 floors underground.

The 20th floor is the lowest…

"Ding", the elevator door opened.

The young man walked out of the elevator slowly, but he murmured in his heart: Dr. Wei's reaction today is really strange. He is one of the oldest people in the Academy of Sciences. Usually, juniors like them talk to him about issues similar to this kind of new project. He will also stand on the basis of past people and give a little comfort, and sometimes even think about it. ways to solve these difficulties for them.

He looks strict and cold, but he is a good person with a cold face and a warm heart.

But today, perhaps because of his worries or because of illness, he didn't have much reaction, not even comforting him.

He was muttering in his heart, but soon, this little doubt was forgotten by himself.

Shen Cheng breathed a sigh of relief at the closed elevator door: she guessed right.

Dr. Wei's room was indeed on the 19th floor.

In theory, an underground scientific research site like this should be safer the closer it is to the bottom. After all, there is nothing deep underground, and it may be disturbed and troublesome on the ground.

Therefore, the more important the person, the lower the floor should be.

In terms of the tone and content of the man's speech, it is obvious that Dr. Wei's position is more important than him. Under this circumstance, his floor should be the 19th floor.

With a "ding" sound, the elevator stopped on the 19th floor.

The door opened slowly.

Shen Orange got out of the elevator.

There are only two rooms on the 19th floor, symmetrical left and right. Looking at the room on the right through the transparent glass, Shen Cheng couldn't help taking a breath in front of the phone screen: the glass room is densely packed with different shapes. Zombies, with their eyes open in the formalin, look almost alive at first glance.

A sapling grew out of the head of a zombie. At first glance, it seemed as if a tree had been grafted onto its flesh and blood.

The tree danced its body slowly in the solution, probably sensing the arrival of Researcher Wei, its whole body dance suddenly became enchanting, and even began to tap the glass lightly, trying to get her attention .

Shen Cheng stayed in front of the tree: the top of the tree already had white round bodies like seeds, and Shen Cheng always felt a little familiar.

She searched from the depths of her memory, suddenly remembered something, and frowned: Isn't this the kind of plant that grows edible fruits that she saw when she took her cubs out for the first time!

Dr. Wei planted another tree here?

But it seems that the aggression of this tree is much lower than before. At this moment, it is still lightly knocking on the glass, and it looks a bit like a puppy trying to please its owner. Cannibal cruelty.

Shen Orange frowned: she clicked on the glass jar, and sure enough, the above attributes were displayed as:

[Improved carnivorous plants: I love to eat Zombie No. 3. Remarks; what are you looking at, have you ever seen a plant that loves to eat zombie meat and can produce food? what to see? I will never eat you again! 】

"..." OK, looking at this remark, the style of the game is getting more and more skinny.

The root of this plant is deeply rooted in the head of the zombie. She took a closer look. The root is even full of jagged teeth, and even when it is lively tapping on the glass, its teeth are creaking a little bit. Erosion of the flesh of the zombie, just looking at the movement of the roots, it is not cute at all, but looks very ferocious.

Shen Cheng now regrets being so rude to Dr. Wei before. What she doesn't understand is that if this plant really only eats zombies, the promotion of this plant will be of great significance to human society. It is self-evident. .

After all, only the crystal nucleus on the zombie now has the value of advancing the ability user, but the rest of the dirty corpse can only be burned, and even if no special treatment is done, it may spread the plague and bring disease .

When Li Weilan encountered a mutant plant for the first time, it was not picky about eating people as well as zombies. Relatively speaking, it seemed to have a deeper love for people. Against this background, Li Weilan chose to get rid of the plant. , at that time Shen Cheng was in favor.

But this plant with serrated roots is different.

It clearly says 'love to eat zombies', which is equivalent to an advanced version of the previous plant.

Shen Cheng glanced at it silently again, and didn't dare to use 'communication plants' directly to herself. After all, there are too many weirdos in the Academy of Sciences. She was afraid that if she did too much and was exposed, she would regret it later.

But seeing this plant, Shen Cheng could guess what Dr. Wei wanted to talk to Xia Jinshi today.

If he is really as she thought, a stubborn old man who has not lost his conscience and has been insisting on his own research direction, he will be 'forced to transfer' on the eve of being transferred from his work direction. What kind of behavior to do, it seems that it is easy to infer.

All she saw was the calm before the storm.

This plant is absorbing the flesh and blood of zombies all the time, growing little by little, but Shen Cheng sees its size as if it has just sprouted and it is not too long. It looks like Dr. Wei The overtime is more likely to be able to nurture the project before he is forced to leave it, so that the time he has spent before will not be wasted.

What can she do for him?

At first, she used the identity of Dr. Wei just to save Fu Yanzhou, but Shen Cheng had to tell the truth: seeing this plant called 'I love to eat Zombie No. 3', she had to admit that she had no intention of causing trouble. My heart is shaking at this time.

Since you want to make trouble, why don't you just make a big one before meeting Xia Jinshi today.

Shen Cheng looked at the time: there are still four hours before meeting Xia Jinshi.

She opened her own mall and bought seventeen or eight bombs.

**

It's time for Xia Jinshi to meet him.

Not much, not much, the owner of this research institute stepped into Dr. Wei's office.

His eyes paused for a moment at the zombie with plants growing in its head, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he called out to the man standing in front of the computer with his back to him in silence: "Dr. Wei."

Shen Cheng had to admit that Xia Jinshi was extremely polite to Dr. Wei at this time.

Although he wears gold-rimmed glasses, his mind is hidden behind the glasses, making it difficult to see his true thoughts at a glance.

She slowly stood up from the desk.

Xia Jinshi watched his movements, gently pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and waited patiently for him to speak: For a capable person, he is not stingy with his time.