Institute of Abnormal Biology

[Pre-release of the article "I opened the underworld cafeteria to extend my life", the text is at the end] No. 717 (Hour seven) x Xia Jiaoyang On the surface, the Institute of Abnormal Biology is an irregular institute without a formal license. In fact, all monsters that can destroy the world are imprisoned here. Xia Jiaoyang, as the only martial sect who relied on pure combat power to become an A-level researcher, was affectionately called the "Watchdog of Hell". One sunny afternoon, the director called Xia Jiaoyang to a conference room with a confidentiality level of S or above. Director: You know how dangerous 717 is. He claims to be able to communicate with the world. We have indeed intercepted many signal waves from around him and interpreted a very powerful desire to destroy the world. Xia Jiaoyang: Ang. Director: But recently his wavelength has changed. Xia Jiaoyang became slightly interested: Have you changed your ways? I have been giving him ideological education every day recently! Director: We have decoded a very powerful... Desire for you. Xia Jiaoyang:? Director: Converted into text, it should be a great SQ literature. Xia Jiaoyang stood up expressionlessly. Director: What are you going to do? Xia Jiaoyang: I confiscated his crime tools just in case! "I'm going to keep this shitty world alive because of you." Mr. Xia didn't know that his handsomeness and cuteness saved the world that day. The little monster who pretends to be obedient and paranoid has an amazing attack power. Next year [Pre-received article: I open the underworld cafeteria to extend my life] There is a snack bar in the old street, and the owner is a good-looking medicine jar. Si Nanxing, the medicine jar man, wobbled three times with every step he took, raised his legs and panted three times. Everyone said he wouldn't live long. The snack bar he opened had few people alive all year round, and neighbors said it would not be open for more than a few days. Of course ordinary people don't know that Si Nanxing is not an ordinary person, and this store is not opened for living people. When the devil comes, paper lanterns are hung in snack bars without signboards, crows with glossy black feathers land on the eaves and crow three times, and lonely ghosts flock to the place. Si Nanxing lay in the beauty chair and coughed twice: "Eat slowly. Eat well before you go on the road. No fighting is allowed. Be careful, there is someone below me." Just as the ghosts were about to sneer, a young man wrapped in the evil aura of the underworld walked out of the gate of hell. He only glanced at it and the whole place was silent. Zhu Youjun pinched the bag and asked: "The same old method, half of it is cashed out, and the other half is recorded as merit in exchange for longevity?" "Yes." Si Nanxing reached for the book, "Let me see how long I can live." Zhu Youjun refused to show it to him: "Secrets of the underworld." Si Nanxing lay back down again and complained nonchalantly: "You don't even let me see it. What if I accidentally end up as old as the sky?" Zhu Youjun stared at him: "That's good." "You have to live as long as heaven to be able to stay with me forever." The serious underworld clerk Zhu Youjun x Hun does not hesitate to live for how many days, how many days does the sick man Si Nanxing have? A love story between ghosts who are worried and ghosts who are greedy. Intention: redeem each other and save the world.