Chapter 36, Transitional Chapter (I'm out of things to say, lol) ...

"..."

The moment the branch pierced the man, Pei Qing opened her eyes.

"!!!"

The scene before them was gruesome; the man's mouth was torn open by rough branches, blood seeping out, and clear saliva flowing uncontrollably.

Her pale cheeks were flushed with a painful blush from suffocation, her long eyelashes were smeared with tears, and her frail body was covered with wounds of all sizes. The granulation tissue growing on the branches at the scarlet wounds was still trembling rhythmically.

His whole body was tattered and miserable, exuding a strange beauty like a disaster sacrifice.

Seeing such a horrific scene, Pei Qing's heart suddenly skipped a beat, but it was out of excitement.

She admitted that she seemed to be acting strangely, and Pei Qing placed her hand on her heart.

Gunfire and blood are also carriers of desire, but this desire is particularly strong for her.

Pei Qing slowly raised her head, extending her index finger forward, and the tendrils beside her moved in response. She looked around at the darkness that filled the entire room and smiled in surprise.

She could feel a close connection between these sharp edges and herself, a bond of life and death. The branches were simply an extension of her body, moving at her will. This feeling was too wondrous to be described in empty words.

Pei Qing stretched out her arms, and the tendrils on both sides extended accordingly; with a thought, the tendrils stopped in mid-air.

The stretching and swaying of the main trunk affected the side branches, and the branches that were deeply embedded in the man's body seemed to be summoned by some kind of call, penetrating even further and draining his last bit of life force.

The blood droplets seemed to slowly dry up, no longer flowing down the slender ankles. The pale, thin face lost its color even more. If it weren't for the faint throbbing still lingering in the chest, Pei Qing would almost have thought that this person was already a corpse.

The vitality was so tenacious. Pei Qing carefully controlled the tendrils to slowly place the 'corpse' on the bed.

She did try to pull out the tentacles that were inside the man's body, but the tentacles seemed to be rooted in the ground. The slightest movement would cause the flesh to tear and bleed.

She had no idea that a person's body could have so much blood to flow, and that it hadn't run dry for so long.

What kind of mess is this? Unable to bear looking at the chaotic state of the room, Pei Qing closed her eyes with a headache, trying to escape reality.

Unfortunately, running away wouldn't solve the problem. After standing there for a few seconds, Pei Qing opened her eyes, rolled her eyes resignedly, and found a folding cleaning tool.

She doesn't want to sleep in such a dilapidated house!

Inside a secret research institute located at the bottom of the prison, dozens of core researchers are working intensively on the next test. The data has been updated, proving that the reagents obtained from the previous hard-won experiments have lost their research value.

Several large and small screens were placed on both sides of the laboratory, playing a loop of Pei Qing's entire process from falling asleep to going berserk, with even the trajectory of each drop of blood clearly visible.

The few facilities in the cell were almost completely destroyed. To prevent criminals from using the facilities to escape, everything here is fixed.

Even S-class criminals couldn't move it; it was easily crushed into dust. Such destructive power is simply immeasurable.

Perhaps only… has the strength to fight back. No, that one is already the closest to maturity among the experimental subjects, while He is clearly still in the growth stage, perhaps…

Dr. Linka stared into thought at the monitoring screen directly in front of her, which displayed the real-time status of Room 1081 without any blind spots, and unconsciously tapped her fingertips on the armrest a few times.

That madman was right; He's currently in an extremely unstable devouring phase and hasn't reached maturity yet, so the data might be incorrect. But he really is insane, willingly becoming nourishment for others.

Linka didn't know what the mysterious person looked like, nor what his specific abilities were, only vaguely knowing that it was related to things like splitting and proliferation.

Several years ago, Linka was ordered to stop her experiments and dismissed from her post by the research institute for violating federal experimental ethics regulations. Before leaving, she took most of the core experimental results with her, and was therefore wanted by the police. On her way to escape, she met that mysterious collaborator.

The man was highly skilled; he forged new identities for the two of them, allowing them to fake their deaths and escape. In exchange, he allowed them to continue the experiments from years ago and provided them with extremely generous experimental equipment and resources.

They have never stopped obtaining materials over the years, and even some precious materials that require layers of approval from researchers in the federal capital can be obtained with ease. After multiple attempts, Linka's desire to find an opportunity to negotiate her departure has completely faded.

This person is a complete cold-blooded madman. Apart from the effective experimental results, he seems to have no interest in anything else. Such a person is too dangerous.

He has close ties with high-ranking federal officials. If Linka had been given more time, she would never have chosen to cooperate with such a person. It is hard to feel at ease to cooperate with someone who has no leverage over her.

pity……

Linka's eyes softened as she thought about what her overly kind and simple-minded younger sister had been doing lately. She couldn't help but sigh. Oh, her silly sister.

She picked up the portable sealed chamber that had just been delivered to the lab table and examined it closely. Inside the semi-transparent chamber, a broken, pitch-black tentacle was slightly curled.

Its vitality has not diminished at all after being separated from the body for so long, so perhaps it is possible to try experimenting with parasitic hosts.

It's a pity that with that madman watching, some experiments can't be carried out. This feeling of being confined is as disgusting as ever.

Linka lowered the sealed capsule, a dark glint flashing in her deep gray eyes. She brushed her disheveled red hair behind her ear and muttered to herself, "Perhaps, we can try another way..."

Pei Qing, who was standing by the bed thinking about how to tidy up, was unaware that her every move since she entered prison had been closely monitored and recorded at all times.

Linka returned to her seat, propped her chin on her left hand, and turned back the video on the screen, adjusting it to the lowest speed. She watched it carefully frame by frame. Suddenly, she saw something, abruptly stood up, leaned closer to the screen, and zoomed in with two fingers.

When the person's entire body was pierced by the twig, their eyes went black for a moment. The speed was so fast that it was difficult to see clearly, but Linka still managed to catch a glimpse of it.

"Rejection reaction..."

She muttered to herself that the parasitism was completed in just a moment, which completely overturned Linka's understanding of decades of experiments.

She finally understood why that madman was so confident; it turned out that he truly was fundamentally different from those inferior gene groups.

If she could capture the essence of this difference and readjust the editing, it might produce a completely different genetic agent.

A completely new product.

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Author's Note: This is the last chapter before the New Year! Wishing everyone a Happy New Year in advance!

May the new year bring you great success and all your wishes come true!

(Note: All content related to biological science mentioned in this article is fictional; please do not take it seriously.)