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Chapter 11 Post-War Reaction,

At this time, in an abandoned yard near the river in the island country, Tokyo, a slight ray of light appeared, and a box truck with several smooth cut-out cables on both sides suddenly appeared in the yard, silently without causing any dust.

The factory was newly bought by Zhongtu, so it is naturally the money in the bank account, and the land is also included. Although it looks quite broken on the surface, it is actually quite informative inside.

I won’t talk about equipment or something. The experimental room is very expensive just by spending money to ask people to modify the various basements, which are comparable to the laboratory within real high-end technology companies.

At the same time, the factory location is very good, close to the edge of the river, either wilderness or roads on both sides, and no matter how far away it is, it is a residential area. There are no monitoring facilities around it, which makes it easier for Zhongtu to make things messy and mess around here.

"Telection is completed!" reported by Yaoyaohui.

"good."

Zhong Tu nodded slightly, waved his hand to put away the explosion-proof shields covered with bullet craters, stood up, turned around and walked to the side of Chidori. This is one of the key elements of the next action and needs to be handled carefully.

Thinking of this, Zhong Tu untied the restraint belt on Qiandou's body and then locked it again.

In this way, as long as someone doesn't help her sincerely, it is basically impossible for her to break free from it.

Then Zhong Tu turned around and walked to the female researcher, thought for a while, bent down and resisted him on his shoulder, turned around and jumped out of the car, closed the door, and went straight back to the inside of the factory, found a relatively empty office, put the person down on the chair, and then found a rope, tightly bound the female researcher's body to the chair.

The same reason is to prevent her from running away or making trouble.

Then Zhong Tu turned around and walked away, returned to the bedroom room he had specially sorted out in the factory area, and lay on the bed to rest.

Although the battle today is short and the process is very rapid, it cannot withstand the emotional changes, and it is a mental impact and a murderous nightmare. Zhong Tu's mental consumption is far greater than his physical strength. Therefore, even though his body is still full of vitality, he can't help but feel tired from his heart, wanting to have a good rest.

After sleeping peacefully, at a certain moment, Zhong Tu suddenly opened his eyes.

I sat up and gasped heavily.

He had a nightmare, and the scene was nothing else, it was the scene of him killing. The murdered person turned into a zombie ghost, got up from the ground with a twisted expression, and demanded his life...

Typical psychological depression is too severe, a precursor to post-war syndrome, and psychological regulation and treatment is required.

"How long have I been sleeping?" Zhong Tu asked in a sandy voice.

"Three hours and forty-five minutes." Yaoyao replied.

"Master, are you having a nightmare?"

"Did you see it?" Zhong Tu said unexpectedly.

"Your physical data changes tell me you have this tendency."

Brain wave frequency, body dopamine secretion, and the variable values ​​of various nerve conduction signals can clearly show whether a person is dreaming in his sleep, and whether the dream he is having is a beautiful dream or a nightmare.

"Yes, I have a nightmare. I dreamed of the two soldiers I killed before, and dreamed of turning into immortal zombies and demanding my life on me. Do you have a way to solve it?" I don't know if I wanted to find someone to talk to you or simply want to relieve my loneliness, Zhong Tu stood up and asked casually.

"This is your normal reaction after the first killing. It is a psychological extreme effect. There are three solutions: one: start self-psychological construction again and set up a stronger mental defense barrier. Two: find a psychologist and conduct regular spiritual counseling. Three: find a woman to vent and release the negative energy accumulated in your heart."

"Can such a thing be solved by a woman?" Zhong Tu was stunned, looked up at herself, who was a little haggard in the mirror, and asked subconsciously.

"Yes. Because during the life of the surname (non-typo), the body will instinctively arrange behaviors and information related to reproduction into the first sequence of the brain task list, thereby controlling the body to carry out related reactions and secrete specific hormones. In this process, certain elements that affect thinking and dreams will be integrated and metabolized, thereby accelerating the calming of psychological reactions."

"..." Zhong Tu washed his face, calmed himself down, then took a towel and wiped off the dregs of water from his face, and whispered, "Let's talk about it later."

Then he threw away the towel and walked towards the house where the female researcher was imprisoned.

The matter has not been resolved yet, but I don’t have the intention to do it.

...

"Ka."

Zhong Tu pushed the door and walked into the room where the female researcher was detained.

"It's you? I didn't expect you to survive the rude man in Kowloon." The female researcher raised her head and looked at Zhong Tu who walked into the house and said in surprise.

"I took you away." Zhong Tu said with a chuckling.

"So what? Without equipment and without whispers, what's the use of just grabbing me?" the female researcher sarcastically. She didn't care about her situation and whether she would anger Zhongtu, which directly resulted in her.

"Who told you that I don't have one?" Zhong Tu said hilariously.

"Did you even bring out the equipment and the whisperer? How is this possible? Or, you were originally from the same group as Kowloon, and this kidnapping was simply a play that you two played." The female researcher frowned, with a little incredible expression.

"You don't have to worry about those, now I'll ask you and answer." After a pause, Zhong Tu said seriously, "Your name."

"Anna Morikova." The female researcher browed, looked at him and answered honestly.

It's time to understand the current affairs.

"Originally affiliated."

"A secret research institution directly under the Soviet military."

“Where is the research project?”

"Whisperers are related to, and collecting and organizing black technology."

“Relationship with Kowloon.”

"He cooperated to hire, he paid for equipment and experimental subjects, and I provided technology to help him obtain the needed scientific and technological information from the target experimental subject's brain."

"Is there any contact information for him, Kowloon?"

"have."

"Give me."

Then Anna Morikova spit out a set of numbers, clock records, and was about to contact the other party when needed.

After all, he wants to cause trouble and collect source power, and maybe he will use the other party.

"Let's go and meet our little girl."

After saying that, Zhong Tu stepped forward and untied the rope for Anna, and walked towards the shutdown vehicle in the factory with Anna, who had a little numbness in his hands and feet.

"I've really brought it back." Anna frowned, and said with incredible feelings in her tone.
Chapter completed!
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