It's reasonable to have more than 100 million vests in the world of science, right?

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"You can leave now."

He spoke calmly, took out his phone and started doing his work.

Hearing this, Gu Hansheng glanced at her, stood up and left quickly.

01The whole ball fell into a stagnation.

It looked at Rong Sheng cautiously, always feeling an indescribable weird feeling.

The identities of Rong Sheng and Gu Hansheng suddenly appeared in its mind.

01 fell into silence. Just as he was about to think deeply, the surroundings suddenly became completely dark.

When it opened its eyes again, it saw Bertrand sleeping soundly in the quilt beside it.

01 I couldn’t help but scratch my head. I’m back, but I don’t know what happened next.

It's a little worried.

After a while, Bertrand, who was sleeping soundly, yawned, turned over and got up, rubbed his sleepy eyes and poked 01 with his hand.

01, who was poked, looked at Bertrand who got up, washed, changed his clothes, and then skipped out of the room. He remained silent and did not follow him.

Back to the system space, 01 found a small ball nestled in the corner.

why.

It can't figure it out.

After Bertrand finished his breakfast, Scotland walked up to him, bent down slightly and whispered in his ear.

Inserting the straw into the freshly opened lemon tea, Bertrand's mouth curled up with a wicked arc. He got down from the chair and let Scotland pick him up.

"Hey~ In that case, let's go check him out~"

He hummed a tune while sipping his lemon tea, his legs swinging happily.

Scotland took him to the organization hospital.

Arriving at Tequila's ward, Bertrand got down from Scotland's arms, ran to the bedside, and looked at his legs, which were only left with the thighs, with a look of curiosity.

"Wow, my legs are so short. Will it hurt?"

He even poked it with his hand curiously with sparkling eyes.

Tequila took a breath and looked at Bertranci, his dark eyes vaguely containing a hint of expectation, "You said you could give me a new pair of legs, you were not lying to me, right?"

Bertrand leaned back and sat precisely on the chair that Scotland had moved behind him, with his legs crossed and a black butterfly resting on his finger.

A wicked smile appeared on his fair face. "As long as you dare, then of course I'm not lying to you~"

Tequila was silent, as if he was considering it. After a while, he nodded with determination, "I dare you, please."

If he lost his legs, it would mean that he would be abandoned by the organization, and the consequence of being abandoned by the organization... is death!

He can only take a gamble!

Bertrand looked at him, and the slightly raised corner of his mouth became ambiguous.

But soon his smile brightened again, "In that case! Then let's get started today without further delay!"

Scotland behind him raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and suddenly several men jumped into the ward from the window.

Although it is normal for someone to jump into the house from the window.

But... this is the fourth floor.

Looking at their dull and cold eyes, Tequila knew that these were all model dolls transformed by the little madman.

A killing machine that only obeys Bertrand, as if it had been implanted with a virus.

"Take him away."

Bertrand pointed at Tequila and spoke to the puppets.

The puppets nodded, gave Tequila an anesthetic on the spot, and then carried him away through the window with a grunt.