MTL - After Being Forced To Raise a Crazy Milk Dog, I Am So Fragrant-Chapter 1 I was called mom at the beginning

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  Chapter 1 was called mom at the beginning

  I love you, starting from the nostalgia of genes and ending with the salvation of faith.

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   Tick, tick...

  Precise instruments are running at high speed, and the cold mechanical sound is beating up and down, as if it is a trial of the end.

  The sleeping girl was awakened by the sound, and the biting cold made her eyelashes tremble.

  The girl is wearing a white gauze dress, her long black hair is loose like seaweed, and her exquisite facial features are the most outstanding works of God.

  The weak and helpless figure is like a dodder flower that can only live by relying on others, with a beautiful sense of brokenness.

   People can't help but want to possess her desperately!

  The girl slowly opened her eyes. The glare of the light made her uncomfortable, and the low temperature and cold made her shiver fiercely.

   Damn, what the **** kind of place is this?

   After adapting to the light, Cen Qing looked around.

  The ultra-modern experimental equipment was emitting a strange red light, and next to it was a huge cylindrical culture medium, with dark green slime rolling inside.

  This should be a laboratory!

  【Drip, congratulations to the host for binding the 10086 system of the last world plane】

   There was an extra mechanical sound in Cen Qing's mind.

   But then the system seemed to be dead, no matter how Cen Qing called it, there was no movement.

  She wants to apply for another system, okay?

   I feel so unreliable!

   Stepping on the cold ground with bare feet, Cen Qing always wanted to get close to the culture medium, as if there was something she wanted to find in it.

  As she approached, the green slime in the medium made small waves.

  Cen Qing also clearly saw that there was nothing inside, but a living person!

  The boy closed his eyes tightly, his whole body was filled with various tubes, and his body floated in the center of the culture medium.

  Maybe out of shock, Cen Qing involuntarily stretched out his index finger and touched the glass cover of the culture medium.

   At this moment, the green slime inside was like boiling hot water, surging violently against the glass cover.

   Even the entire foundation was shaking.

   If it is allowed to sway like this, the entire laboratory may collapse!

   Almost instantly, Cen Qing's body reacted with stress.

  As she pressed the red button next to it, the green slime in the medium in front of her quickly disappeared.

  Like a drowning person surfacing, the boy suddenly opened his eyes and took a big breath of fresh air.

  He pulled out the tube on his body, and stared at Cen Qing in front of him with dark eyes, innocent and simple.

   It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with the glass cover blocking him in front of him. The boy was circling around anxiously, flapping non-stop.

   Fortunately, Cen Qing understood what he meant, and subconsciously pressed the yellow button with his index finger.

  The tightly closed glass cover is automatically pulled open from both sides.

  The young man's black eyes burst into bright light, he opened his arms, and rushed towards her in one stride.

  Cen Qing's body was tense, and he picked up a steel pipe that fell from the ceiling just now.

   The enemy and the enemy are unknown, so knock people out first.

   There was a bang, and the steel pipe fell in response, making a crisp sound.

  Cen Qing was embraced by someone, green slime rubbed against her body, and some cracks appeared on her cold face.

  The young man firmly imprisoned her in this square inch, as if he had obtained his most beloved toy, with a soft and waxy voice.

   "Mom, hug."

  Become a mother at the beginning, what kind of plot is this?

   Looking at the beautiful boy who was a head and a half taller than her in front of her and rubbed his head against her shoulder from time to time, Cen Qing was completely confused.

   "I'm not your mother, let go!"

   The habit of casually identifying your mother is not good, you have to change it!

   Pulled his arm vigorously, but the boy didn't move at all, instead he raised his sad and hurt eyes to look at her.

   "Mom doesn't like Aci, don't you want Aci?"

  Fingertips tugged at her white gauze skirt, as if grasping at the last straw.

  The boy bit his lower lip tightly, his long eyelashes trembling uncomfortably, weak and pitiful.

  A Ci?

   This name is a bit familiar.

  Cen Qing quickly calmed down, looked at the boy in front of him, and asked tentatively,

   "Your name is Jiang Ci?"

  The young man nodded repeatedly, his black eyes filled with shattered starlight.

  He said she was her mother, and only the mother knew his name!

   "Then I am?"

   Cen Qing pointed to himself as if he was struggling for the last time.

   "You are Ah Ci's mother, those people call you Dr. Cen Qing."

   While he was in the medium he couldn't see, but all his thoughts were on her.

   He is looking forward to today's meeting.

   But compared to Jiang Ci's excitement, Cen Qing was not so happy, with a downcast face.

   Sure enough, she was wearing a book.

   After transmigrating into the story of the heroine of the end-time Mary Su that I read last night, I became a villain with the same name and surname.

  Thinking of the ending of the original owner, Cen Qing's face was completely cracked.

  The original owner is the person who developed the zombie virus and is also the chief culprit who created the end of the world.

  As a veritable female scientific research madman, the original owner is keen to conduct various genetic experiments, and the No. 1 experimental body created is the most perfect killing machine in the world.

  Ao, that is, the well-behaved and harmless Jiang Ci in front of her who calls her mother.

  During a thrilling escape, the original owner pushed Jiang Ci into the tide of zombies in exchange for escape time.

   Unexpectedly, Jiang Ci's body was fused with the zombie virus. Not only did he not die, but he became even stronger.

  The first thing he did when he came back was to imprison the original owner in the laboratory and return all the experiments the original owner conducted on him to her.

   You can't live, you can't die.

   Cen Qing stopped reading after seeing this, mainly because of the same name and surname, she looked weird.

  So I sent the author a one-stop service with low stars and bad reviews overnight, but I didn't expect to wear it into this book after sleeping.

  So, if you have nothing to do, don’t give bad reviews casually, you will wear books (dog head).

   drop—

  The Zeus Project is officially launched.

  The cold mechanical female voice echoed in the empty laboratory, and the weird red alarm continued to flash.

   Before Cen could finish clearing his mind, the hoarse roar of some unknown creature came from outside the door.

  The white tiles cracked several cracks, and the lights on the ceiling flickered.

  The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

  Apocalyptic words, those outside...

  Can't they all be mutant creatures in the laboratory?

  Cold sweat slid down her cheeks, Cen Qing picked up the steel pipe on the ground again, and kept building himself mentally.

   From another perspective, she is still the mother of these things.

   The problem is not big, don't panic!

   The howling sound was getting closer and closer, and the door was knocked loudly.

  Cen Qing could even clearly hear the harsh sound of sharp nails sliding against the marble.

   But Cen Qing's reaction made Jiang Ci on the side feel puzzled, and asked in confusion,

   "Mom, you seem to be scared."

  I seem to pull it!

  Her calves are shaking, okay?

   But Jiang Ci's next sentence made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

   "Those are your kind, why should you be afraid?"

   Edible Guidelines:

   1. Buy stock papers, CP self-site, extra branch line.

   2. Don’t pay attention to the overhead background.

   3. Add whatever comes to mind.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)