When Mo Bei's energy sensing quill came into contact with this ancient Douqing unit, he immediately noticed something was wrong, so he quickly stood up and shook his right hand wildly.

Because he was shocked to find that the moment the energy quill contacted the cell body of the Douqing unit, the cells immediately became restless, as if they had become wild beasts that smelled the fishy smell, and quickly "climbed" up along the energy quill.

These things were as fast as lightning. Although Mo Bei's reaction was fast, he was still one step slower. His entire right palm was stuck by the tissues of the cell body like maggots on the tarsal bone.

"Get out!"

A decisive look flashed in Mo Bei's eyes. He made a quick decision and pulled out a sharp knife from under the desk, aiming it at his right wrist with a knife!

"Bang!"

The palm of the right hand falls in response to the sound at the wrist, and the incision is extremely neat.

However, strangely, no drop of blood flowed out of the fracture.

There was no bleeding, but the pain was clearly transmitted to Mo Bei's brain. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, but he made no sound, and his eyes were staring at his arms.

It's too late!

The invading cell tissue has moved up from the palm to the entire arm.

His entire arm quickly became swollen like a filling, and his skin was bulging, as if it could break and break open at any time.

Mo Bei didn't care about so many, and immediately controlled his Douqing organization with his sense of thought, resisting the invaders.

Since there is no way to physically separate it directly, we can only control the Douqing cell body, drive out the invaders or assimilate them.

I saw that the swollen part suddenly split into two, forming two eye-catching bulges on the arms, and then they collided quickly and entangled together.

It seemed as if two forces with irreconcilable forces were confronting each other and then rushed together.

"ah!"

Mo Bei, who was gritting his teeth, couldn't help but shout, and the cold sweat on his forehead rolled down like soybeans.

I saw that his arm muscles sometimes swell, sometimes contract, sometimes like waves, sometimes like old roots.

The invader's difficulty was beyond Mo Bei's imagination. He found that his strategy of using Douqing organization to suppress the other party had failed.

Despite his thoughts and suppression, the invader was still very domineering. In a short while, the original Douqing cell body tissue was completely defeated and instead was swallowed and assimilated by the invader.

One goes up and the other goes down, and the winner is decided!

Mo Bei finally felt a little panicked.

"Damn it!"

He never expected that such a great danger would be hidden in this inconspicuous fragment of Douqing.

Could it be that my life is here today?

He recalled that he had no father or mother since childhood, wandering around, looking for food in the garbage dump, competing for "territory" with scavengers on the streets, and competing for "beds" with others under bridge holes...

I don’t remember how many times I’ve been bleeding, nor how many times I’ve been hanging by my life!

However, he escaped countless dangers. Many wanderers who were with him had long left this world forever, and it was so difficult for him to get to this day step by step!

There is a component of luck in this, but more of it is his persistent efforts and his tenacity and stubbornness to not bow to fate!

Looking at the invading cell body that continued to spread toward the arms, Mo Bei's mind was clear at this moment-

Could it be that I can't escape this damn unlucky fate?

No, never!

Mo Bei's eyes became firmer, he lifted the saber to slash his arm and slashed it...

"when!"

The expected severe pain did not come because his right hand blocked the sharp blade.

A new "palm" has been formed at the end of his right hand, but this new palm has no five fingers, and it directly grasped the blade of the slashing saber.

Immediately afterwards, he pulled his right hand and grabbed the saber from his left hand.

Then a shook!

"puff!"

The entire saber slayed into the wall, leaving only one hilt.

But Mo Bei did not give up. He was about to continue to move, but the "palm" of his right hand had changed and turned into a display screen, which was directly stretched in front of him, and a few words appeared in it.

"Stop, I have no malice!"

Mo Bei couldn't help but stop.

He realized that things didn't seem as bad as they thought.

I cut my palm off before because he was sure to take it back, and he didn't even have to go to the hospital. He just needed to spend some time with his own Douqiang to do it.

If it were not forbidden to do so, he would not want to cut off his entire arm. After all, if he could not recover later, it would likely affect his subsequent career as a Douqing Training Teacher, and even his daily life would be greatly affected.

He made up his mind, mainly because he was completely unknown to the Douqing organization that had been forced into it, and he was very afraid of it, so he was very fearless.

Now, the other party actually took the initiative to communicate with him and conveyed the meaning of no malice, which made him feel relieved.

"Are you Dou Ling?"

Qingling, that is, Douqing Intelligence, is said to be very common in ancient Douqing.

After the explosion of "Hope Star", many core spiritual technologies have been lost, including Douling-related technologies. In recent hundreds of years, the Douling Manufacturing Bureau has re-mastered the core technologies in this area. However, any information in this area is a secret in the secret, and ordinary people can't get any contact with them.

Mo Bei heard the word "douling" from Zhu Degui, and his understanding of it was limited to hearing and never met him in person.

After asking this question, Mo Bei felt that it was a bit unnecessary. Apart from the breeder, there were only Dou Ling who could independently control the tissues of Dou Qing's cell bodies.

So he asked again, "What do you want to do?"

The right hand began to change, and finally formed a strange appearance, with no head, only a body, but a nose and eyes on the body, which looked like an onion head, chubby and fat, and looked quite cute.

"You...he...hello."

The other party's voice was a little distorted at the beginning, so it was normal after adjusting it.

"Sorry, I haven't spoken for a long time, I'm a little uncomfortable."

Mo Bei stared at it without saying a word.

"I will introduce myself. My name is Qin Zhan, and it is Douqing Intelligence. As you said, humans call our lives like Douling. My appearance here means that you must have become my host. This means that you and I have a fate, and in the vast sea of ​​people, they can be combined with low-probability events..."

Onion Head said while also, a display screen would be brought up to display the corresponding auxiliary commentary text on it.

Seeing that it was going to talk endlessly, Mo Bei had to ask again: "What do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do? I didn't want to do anything. I appeared here as soon as I woke up. Didn't you take the initiative to activate me? I am your Dou Ling, you are my host, it's that simple."

Dou Ling, who claimed to be Qin Zhan, looked "innocent".

Although it looks like an onion head, its expression is extremely rich and exaggerated, and can convey a lot of information.

Although Mo Bei had never seen what Dou Ling looked like, his intuition told him that Dou Ling was full of evil spirit.

"You swallowed my Douqing."

Mo Bei said expressionlessly.

"You said the garbage just now?" Onion head showed disdain, "Can it be called Douqing? If I hadn't had nutrition and energy and needed replenishment in urgent need, I wouldn't be interested in such garbage!"

"Can you come out of my arm? I still like the previous garbage." Mo Bei said tentatively.

Onion head looked surprised: "Don't you welcome me?"

Mo Bei was speechless and thought to himself, isn't this obvious?

"Am I not as good as the garbage I just now?" Onion Head seemed to have suffered a huge blow, "You are insulting me! To tell you the truth, if you want to abandon me, there is no way! We have now become a symbiotic relationship. If I leave you, I can't survive. If you leave me, you can't survive!"

Mo Bei looked disbelief.

"Hehe, because I won't let this happen!"

Looking at Onion Head's sneering sneering, Mo Bei was creepy and wanted to hammer it flat with one punch.

Only then did he understand the subtext of this guy. It was clearly a naked threat, and he suddenly felt silent again.

When he encounters such a strange thing, he doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a disaster.

He didn't want to bring a bomb on his body at any time. This uncontrolled feeling made him feel very upset.

"Don't think about it." Onion Head seemed to see through Mo Bei's thoughts, "I just said it very clearly. Now we are in a symbiotic relationship. I will not do anything that endangers your life, but will try my best to protect your safety. It is a great fortune for you to meet me. If it weren't for the lack of help, I wouldn't want to stay with you..."

Right!

After hearing what he said, Mo Bei found that it was really reasonable.

At this moment, the initial panic had gradually disappeared, and his rationality was slowly recovering.

Douqing was originally developed as a human individual combat weapon. Douling was an auxiliary product and a joint application of intelligent technology and Douqing technology after it was developed.

Since it was decided to equip the army on a large scale, its developers naturally considered security, which is why Douling could not exist because it could not leave its host.

With this relationship, Mo Bei's biggest doubts and worries were almost eliminated. The only thing that was a little uneasy was that this guy seemed to be too humane.

Maybe he was too worried, Gu Douqing's Douling might be like this.
To be continued...