Chapter 274 N89 District Head

N89, the experimental base.

"A cruel spirit."

"Not everyone can have it."

When Joshua got up, he didn't see anyone. Those idiots must have been drunk last night. It's a problem for them to even get out of those bitches' bellies.

Logically, it should have been Patrick's turn to work the last shift. Maybe that guy got up early—he was one of the few hardworking bastards in Sector N89, quite different from the others—Joshua grabbed a handful of hallucinogens, poured himself a glass of tomato juice, walked to the window, and sure enough, he saw him at a glance.

The sky was overcast. The other person was squatting on the path outside the courtyard, talking to a blonde girl with shoulder-length hair. He was holding several bottles of orange potions and giving her some instructions. After a while, he was laughing very happily.

Ah, what a warm and harmonious scene, rarely seen in Zone N89.

Joshua knew all too well how his companion handled things—gentle, patient, almost too kind to resist. It was as if the light of the whole world shone on him, so noble that once eyes met, it was impossible to look away. This guy had always been a likable character, but some deadly things were hidden in that gentle embrace.

He took a few sips of tomato juice, watching the still somewhat heartwarming scene. The girl laughed along, and Patrick took out a strip of pills—for the effect of injection—while she just stared at him intently, her eyes slightly bright—she clearly disliked him intensely.

Wild roses, which he had had planted long ago, bloomed on both sides of the path, growing like they came straight out of a painting after being treated with genetically modified drugs. Everything was so beautiful, like a scene that could only appear in a fairy tale. Joshua thought to himself, "Don't be ridiculous, how could this be a fairy tale? It's more like a horror story."

Noticing someone was watching, Patrick stood up and waved to him. Joshua raised an eyebrow, taking that as a response. The girl looked embarrassed, waved back, whispered something, and then reluctantly left.

"Ah, what a cruel spirit."

"Give Fusion Unit 1 to a beautiful young woman."

"It's not hard to imagine how devastated this silly kid would be after happily completing the injection at home and seeing his body begin to dissolve."

Unlike District N76, District 89, which is managed by Joshua, possesses many technologies that can link to the "layers"—most of which are lured by fusion potions stolen from the Gospel of Heaven, with the aim of temporarily bypassing the restrictions of the Mirror of Eternal Dreams and directly connecting to the second wave layer.

Nearly five years have passed since he regained his memory and began this research, and the effort he has put in during this time... cannot be described in just a few words.

All we need to know is that he succeeded.

An uncontrolled area that mass-produces forbidden substances operated under the very nose of the Heavenly Gospel for years.

Li Lin was of course aware of this matter.

Similarly, he tacitly approved of it.

So many operatives have been dragged into this mess. It's one thing for Zelda to be a powerful but completely unambitious lackey, but Li Lin is projecting the entire Earth. If there are only such useless people, then these people will only become more and more rotten and utterly useless.

Therefore, free-range farming is necessary under certain circumstances.

In fact, most of the operatives who regained their memories took the initiative to find Li Lin to negotiate and cooperate, although some of them made some rather unreasonable demands. The rest were simply lower-level operatives who wanted to make a living and take the opportunity to lie low.

Dying within the influence of the Mirror of Eternal Dreams would certainly endanger their physical bodies in the mortal world, but as long as they chose the right person… death was never a problem. According to this creator, he was going to break through the Mirror of Eternal Dreams and wreak havoc outside anyway, and by then, no matter how shattered his spirit was, he could repair it, so these people had no choice.

In short, he painted a very impressive picture, as if he already possessed immense power.

But no matter what these partners thought, in Li Lin's eyes, they were there to add fertilizer to the blood source of all things. Whether it was a good choice or a bad choice, they could only highlight the specific effects of different characteristics, and that was all their value.

Patrick walked back to him, and just then Joshua heard someone on the loudspeaker say in a low voice: "Wake up, you bastards, are you not patrolling anymore? Who the hell is that? Put your pants back on!"

"What kind of look is that? Okay... she did intend to date me, but I refused. But this silly girl still gave me a room key, saying that I could contact her if I was interested after today's experiment."

Patrick said, taking the room key out of his pocket and casually tossing it into the trash can: "All I can say is that real men don't need to sleep with women."

"Honestly, I almost cried. I never imagined you were such a great person who was so dedicated to scientific research."

"That silly girl has been bred twice, she should be dead by now." The other person laughed and continued, "But she is a good person, and she has never slept with anyone in the base. She just has too much potential, she is suitable to be put into the second fluctuation layer, we are lacking such a vessel."

"Then why did you still send Fusion Unit 1 over there?"

Joshua leans back tactically.

You really are completely unresponsive to reason.

"Come on, everyone who comes out of the second fluctuation layer has to change their body anyway, what's wrong with that?"

He paused, then added.

"Okay, I swear I'll go see her tonight if she's not in such a hurry to start the injection—and then I'll play along with her flirting and all that."

Haha, that's really God's blessing, I hope so, Joshua thought—when Patrick first arrived at Sector N89, he was thinking he might run into some fun-loving bitches, but now he's practically penniless. He's the kind of ascetic type with a great physique, and many of the sluts who haven't even had a chance to participate in the research like him. Back in Eoubs, there were so many dazzling people around him; he probably wasn't this popular even at his peak. But unfortunately, he's used to the way he acted as an operative, seeing everything as a bloody and hopeless hell.

As for that silly girl? At least she seems alright now. Joshua sipped his tomato juice, idly continuing to speculate. With a bit of luck, perhaps everything would go smoothly. After dinner tonight, the furnished apartment would become quite lively—she would experience a brief period of happiness, finding a sense of belonging in the ecstasy of body and spirit.

"Damn, how did some idiot fall into the pool?"

The broadcasting station issued a new communication, with audio access granted through a shared channel, meaning anyone, any living person, could hear it.

"Hey—don't go over there."

"I can smell it, it's Fusion Matrix 1."

"This idiot will soon turn into a pile of minced meat."

She will certainly find happiness.