102: This is slightly spicy, this is super spicy
Lu Chuan looked at He Jingrui, who was drooling beside him, and said helplessly, "Look how greedy you are. Go to the kitchen and get two small bowls."
He Jingrui's eyes lit up, and he immediately scurried into the kitchen.
When he came out, he was already holding two large porcelain bowls for soup.
Lu Chuan immediately glared at him.
"I just told you to try a taste, did you really think you could eat both bowls of my noodles?"
He Jingrui pouted, and could only go back into the kitchen to exchange them for two small bowls.
Lu Chuan then took them with satisfaction, and portioned out some of each of the two different spicy noodles.
"One is mildly spicy, and one is super spicy."
He pointed at the two bowls of noodles, reminding him, "I've already tried the mildly spicy one. Although the chili peppers floating on top look intimidating, the spiciness is mild, and even people who don't eat spicy food can easily accept it."
"As for this super spicy one, it's even spicier than the bowl you just ate, and it's specially prepared for spicy food lovers. You can try a taste first, and if you really can't eat it, then just stop."
He Jingrui's nose was almost in the bowl; he hardly heard Lu Chuan's instructions.
He stared obsessively at the glistening fatty intestines under the red oil, his Adam's apple bobbing, and he could no longer resist eating heartily.
"Hiss! So hot, so spicy, so, so delicious!"
Seeing him like this, Lu Chuan couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Why are you acting like a starving ghost reincarnated? Look at your pathetic state!"
The two small bowls didn't contain much, and with He Jingrui's frantic slurping and sucking, they were quickly in his stomach.
However, when He Jingrui looked up, Lu Chuan had already sprayed a mouthful of noodles onto his face, then burst into uncontrollable laughter.
"Hahahahaha..."
He Jingrui was momentarily confused.
He wiped the noodles from his face with a tissue, then asked Lu Chuan angrily, "What are you doing..."
As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized something was wrong.
"Why did I become tongue-tied!"
Lu Chuan, wiping away tears from laughing, handed He Jingrui a mirror.
He Jingrui took one look and was instantly dumbfounded.
"Oh my! Sausage lips!"
In the mirror, his face was red and sweaty, and his lips were swollen, looking exactly like two sausages embedded below his nose.
Lu Chuan laughed, but still went to the fridge to get milk and an ice pack.
"I told you to try it bit by bit! Who told you to eat so eagerly?"
He Jingrui took the ice pack and gently pressed it against his lips, looking utterly dejected.
How was he supposed to know it would be so spicy?
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Magic City, skyscrapers.
Ye Chen stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the myriad of lights below.
His expression was calm, his eyes without a ripple.
As if this human world had nothing to do with him.
"Knock knock knock."
A knock on the door sounded.
"Come in."
Ye Chen did not turn around.
After receiving permission, the assistant quickly pushed the door open.
Behind her followed a middle-aged man in casual clothes with a stern expression.
The middle-aged man had a strong presence. After entering, he went straight to the sofa and sat down, not speaking, just quietly watching Ye Chen's back.
The assistant was about to serve tea to the two, but Ye Chen had already turned around and waved her out.
As the door opened and closed, and the assistant left, the office became silent again.
Ye Chen and the middle-aged man stood and sat, looking at each other without a word.
The only difference was that Ye Chen's eyes remained unmoving from beginning to end.
However, the middle-aged man's sternness, with the passage of time, was like gradually melting ice, revealing the guilt and helplessness beneath.
"Xiao Chen..."
However, the middle-aged man had not finished speaking.
Ye Chen had already interrupted him with an expressionless voice.
"Commander Ye, the experiment progress has just shown some improvement. All experimental data can be directly accessed and viewed by you, so there's no need to make this special trip."
The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, saying, "Xiao Chen, I'm not here for that. Your grandmother's health has been getting worse recently. She misses you very much and wants to know when you'll come home for a visit."
Upon hearing this, Ye Chen looked at the middle-aged man strangely.
"Commander Ye, could it be that you're overworked and your memory is starting to get confused again? I told you last time, I, Ye Chen, am an orphan. When have I ever had a family?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man's expression stiffened for a moment, momentarily speechless, then a bitter look appeared on his face.
"Xiao Chen, you have a family, you're not an orphan. The DNA test report proves it, we are family!"
Ye Chen shook his head, his voice exceptionally cold.
"Commander Ye, I can clearly recall every blade of grass and tree in the orphanage, but I cannot remember a single brick or tile of the Ye family mansion."
"A human individual is not simply a pile of flesh and blood cells; it also requires memory participation. I have already verified this and published a corresponding paper. If you are interested, you can refer to that issue of 'EMBO Journal'."
As his voice fell, he seemed too lazy to continue talking nonsense with the middle-aged man. He picked up his white coat from the desk, put it on, and walked towards the door.
The middle-aged man quickly called out to stop him.
"Xiao Chen!"
However, Ye Chen was unmoved.
Compared to performing this boring charade of father-son affection with the middle-aged man here.
He was more interested in researching the microscopic changes and quantum entanglement states of hongjun particles and human cell evolution.
Isn't the miraculous evolution of life more interesting than boring ethical emotions?
Watching Ye Chen leave without looking back, the middle-aged man's hands clenched tighter and tighter, finally letting out a silent sigh.
After a while, he also got up and left.
Recently, alien creatures have infiltrated the Nameless Lake in Yinhua Mountain in the southwest again.
He had a heavy responsibility and could not waste too much time here... Returning to the secret research institute, Ye Chen changed into a sterile lab suit, then walked into the temporarily opened ward.
"Gao Lingfeng, how are you feeling?"
Gao Lingfeng, who was exercising with a barbell, looked back, a thoughtful expression on his face, as if recalling the identity of the newcomer.
Seeing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but shake his head.
After the hongjun particles were activated, Gao Lingfeng indeed broke through the limits of the human body.
But as time went on, more and more abnormalities appeared on him.
Such as occasionally emitting beast-like roars.
Or memory loss.
Or his body emitting a faint red mist.
But strangely, as these abnormalities deepened, Gao Lingfeng's cell awakening rate also continued to increase.
It had now reached 3%.
While Ye Chen observed and recorded, Gao Lingfeng finally remembered.
"You are... Ye Yi..."
Ye Chen's cheek muscles twitched, forming a "smile" expression.
"Yes, I am Ye Yi."
However, the next second, Gao Lingfeng suddenly dropped the barbell, then rushed to Ye Chen like a gust of wind, looking at Ye Chen's eyes suspiciously.
"No, you are not Ye Yi. You look the same as Ye Yi, but you are not Ye Yi."
Ye Chen was startled, then put away his fake smile and said seriously, "Gao Lingfeng, your condition has worsened."
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