Bei Ming sat in the car, looking at his hands in silence.

He was still recalling the scene of killing the five taskers. Within a dozen minutes, the entire team had collectively made the decision to kill their five companions, and afterward, there was no regret or grudge.

Everyone feels that they have made the right choice, so they can have a clear conscience.

Little did they know that this so-called correct decision was actually made under the step-by-step guidance of Dr. Zhuang. He used everyone to completely achieve his goal.

Bei Ming finally had a vague understanding of what ability that "?" represented.

He plays with people's hearts and manipulates the overall situation. As long as Dr. Zhuang wants, he can kill anyone with trickery.

They were incredibly skilled at using two peaches to kill three warriors. Even if Bei Ming had the ability to read minds, he had no choice but to follow their words.

He? Is the most terrifying tasker.

Bei Ming wiped his face, feeling a surge of anxiety. What he couldn't get over was that, in the middle of a battle, he'd been distracted by Dr. Zhuang's calls.

Before his brain could react, his body had already made the choice according to Dr. Zhuang's order. Why did this happen?

Bei Ming's thick brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and his hands slowly clenched into fists.

Zhuang Li, who was sitting next to him, sighed and said, "He's resisting me."

7480 asked in surprise, "Why?"

"Probably because he discovered my plan. He wanted to spare the woman's life, but I interrupted his attack, leading to the woman's death." Zhuang Li guessed.

"Just because of this?" 7480 said angrily, "How could he be mad at you because of a woman? Didn't he always obey you before? I never expected that a henpecked man would become so arrogant! He's become SSSS-level, and he's become so arrogant."

"Soldiers are very principled. I can understand that. I will find a chance to explain to him later." Zhuang Li said calmly.

Yet, upon hearing these words, Bei Ming could no longer remain calm. He obeyed Dr. Zhuang's every word? Was this the reason he had saved him and bestowed upon him such immense power? Did he simply need an obedient tool, or perhaps a well-used knife?

Will he order me to help him eliminate dissidents like he did just now?

Bei Ming had a vague feeling that this was the truth. He clutched his chest, trying hard to keep his breathing from becoming heavier due to his sudden cardiac arrest.

This realization made him extremely painful.

If the meaning of his existence is just to be a tool, it would be better to let him die from the beginning.

Obey? How could he possibly obey such a person?

Bei Ming lifted the roof of the car and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm going outside to get some fresh air." Then he disappeared without a trace.

"There's something wrong with Bei Ming." Zhuang Li looked at the open roof of the car and pondered thoughtfully.

"He's so cold! Colder than any other world before." 7480 complained.

Zhuang Li nodded without saying anything, then took out the communication tool he had developed and sent a message to Ye Huai: [Do me a favor. After this is done, I'll find a way to strengthen your genes.]

Ye Huai replied immediately: [What are you busy with? Tell me!]

[When we stop to rest later, ask Bei Ming something. Ask him if he knows what genes have been fused into his body. Then, tell me his answer word for word.]

[No problem!] Ye Huai, who was sitting in another car, gladly accepted this super simple task.

Bei Ming ran alone in this deserted city. When he met zombies, he killed them along the way. Only when he felt the pain in his heart was less severe did he run back and reunite with his teammates.

Seeing Dr. Zhuang jumping out of the car, he hesitated, not knowing whether he should go over.

The man waved his hand and said coldly, "You're really dirty. Find some water and wash yourself before coming back."

Bei Ming's ears immediately turned red. Knowing that this person was just using him as a tool, he still cared about every word he said.

He quickly hid his bloody fist behind his body, his movements a little awkward.

Ye Huai shouted in time: "Captain, there is a water tank upstairs. I'll take you there."

Bei Ming nodded to Dr. Zhuang and followed in silence.

7480 complained again: "Did he take the wrong medicine? He hasn't said a word to you or even looked you in the eye for the entire day. He wasn't like this before!"

Zhuang Li smiled indifferently, then, under the protection of dozens of soldiers, walked towards a bank on the roadside. This was their destination for the night.

Going up to the top floor and finding the water tank, Ye Huai asked as he was drawing water out, "Captain, have you asked Dr. Zhuang? What genes were fused into you, and why are you so strong?"

Bei Ming's hand-rubbing movements froze slightly, and his tone became a little unnatural. "Dr. Zhuang said this is confidential. Can't you tell me?"

"No way? So mysterious? I merged the genes of a tasker who moves as fast as lightning. So now I am the Flash and I can run very fast. By the way, do you know the tasker? You should be able to know of their existence with your authority, right?" Ye Huai continued to test.

"You also know the tasker?" Bei Ming showed a surprised expression.

"Of course, Dr. Zhuang once captured a tasker and fed him a truth serum, extracting many secrets from him..." Ye Huai vividly described the past events and concluded, "So, the taskers, like the zombies, are also our targets. They are the driving force behind the apocalypse."

He still doesn't know that Dr. Zhuang, whom he admires, is also a tasker.

Bei Ming gave a sarcastic smile, and the tip of his tongue felt slightly bitter.

He was silent for a long time before he suddenly asked, "Do you know anything about Mantis shrimp?"

Ye Huai was stunned: "Pipi shrimp? Is that the kind you eat?"

Bei Ming's face turned green, and he promptly gave up the idea of asking Ye Huai about mantis shrimp. Hearing this man's answer, he knew that in his eyes, mantis shrimp were just a kind of food.

So why do I have the genes of a mantis shrimp? Bei Ming was caught in endless entanglement. Facing the Flash Ye Huai, he actually felt a little inferior.

Ye Huai asked with a smile: "Do you want to eat mantis shrimp?"

Pipi Shrimp Bei Ming: "..."

Ye Huai continued to speculate: "I think you must have fused the genes of a Super Saiyan, otherwise you wouldn't be so strong."

Bei Ming: "...I'm done washing."

We can’t talk about this topic anymore. If we continue to talk about it, my inferiority complex will explode.

"Oh, then you go first? I want to take a shower." Ye Huai began to take off his clothes.

Bei Ming had no habit of prying into other people's privacy, so he went downstairs alone. After he left, Ye Huai put his clothes back on, took out his communicator, and sent a message to Zhuang the barber, reporting their conversation word for word.

"Pipi Shrimp?" Seeing these three words, Zhuang Li smiled softly.

7480 asked stupidly, "Why did the spirit suddenly say it wanted to eat mantis shrimp? Is this a side effect of the genetic modification?"

It has no idea what information these conversations contain.

But Zhuang Li knew. He leaned back on the sofa in the VIP room, closed his eyes, and smiled with amusement. At the same time, he shut down his mind.

7480 couldn't sense any of his thoughts and couldn't help but ask anxiously: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"No, nothing."

In just a few seconds, Zhuang Li had sorted out his thoughts and unblocked his brain.

Feeling his emotions again, Master 7480 breathed a sigh of relief and grumbled, "You and the Gods have both taken the wrong medicine! You two are so weird!"

Zhuang Li shook his head and chuckled, then picked up his communicator and typed a message: [Do me another favor and tell him that I have a crush on Bei Ming.]

Ye Huai: “…”

[Wait, I'll be there soon.] Ye Huai quickly washed his face and resigned himself to his fate as a lobbyist.

Bei Ming, who was stuck in the stairwell, had a blank expression. He was stunned for a long time before asking in a dry voice, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, you can go ask your old leader. When you were abroad, Zhuang Li found your leader and asked to transfer you to his side. When you died, he was in a meeting. Suddenly, he covered his chest and knelt down, as if his heart was dug out. We were all shocked by him. He could sense everything you went through. Isn't this love?" Ye Huai asked back.

Bei Ming covered his chest, feeling the rapid beating of his heart.

He didn't expect that the reason Dr. Zhuang saved him was actually like this according to other people's words.

Because? Love?

Can the tasker also have love?

Can you believe these words?

Bei Ming was completely lost in confusion, chaos and inexplicable longing.

Ye Huai patted his shoulder and said earnestly: "It's the end of the world now. It's not easy to find someone who will accompany you wholeheartedly. You should think about it carefully." After that, he left this place.

Bei Ming stood there for a long time before he walked into the VIP room in a daze. He saw Dr. Zhuang already changed into pajamas and lying on the sofa. He said, "I'm afraid of the dark. Please sleep with me tonight."

Bei Ming subconsciously refused: "You go to sleep first, I'm going to go outside and chat with everyone. I'm not sleepy yet."

Zhuang Li put on his coat and said naturally, "Really? Then I'll chat with you for a while."

Bei Ming was in a dilemma and could only take Dr. Zhuang with him and walk to the hall outside.

As expected, everyone was chatting, and the bank's strict security measures allowed them to relax for a short time.

After Zhuang Li joined in, he naturally asked, "The New Year is coming soon. What are your wishes?"

The mention of the Lunar New Year stunned everyone. After the apocalypse, they'd forgotten the existence of festivals. This topic struck a chord with everyone's most emotional and vulnerable side, and one after another, people began to express their New Year's resolutions.

When it was Bei Ming's turn, Zhuang Li looked at him intently.

Bei Ming lowered his eyelids and said seriously, "I hope for world peace."

Zhuang Li immediately raised an opinion: "That wish is too grand. Please be more specific."

"As long as it's your wish, I will make it come true for you." He whispered in his heart.

Bei Ming was stunned. These words fell into his heart like raindrops.

7480 jumped up and raised his hands: "Master, Master, I have a lot of New Year's wishes too! Can you help me realize them?"

"Shut up and listen to Bei Ming first." Zhuang Li ordered.

7480 put his hands on his hips angrily: "Bah! You are biased!"

The banter between the master and pet unknowingly lightened Bei Ming's heavy heart. He said slowly, "First, I hope the zombie virus disappears quickly. Second, I hope everyone can live a normal life. Third, I hope the world returns to its original state."

Everyone nodded, with longing looks on their faces, but they also knew that these three wishes were really just wishes and they could not be fully realized.

After the disaster, human technology will regress hundreds of years, and the world will never be able to return to its original state.

Zhuang Li remained silent, but sighed softly in his heart: "Is this your wish? I understand. In the near future, I will give you a brand new world."

Thinking of this, he looked at Bei Ming and smiled gently.

Bei Ming's cheeks were flushed by this smile, and his strong defenses were beginning to crumble.

7480 said sincerely, "Master, you are so kind to the gods. If they knew what you have done for them, they would definitely be touched."

Zhuang Li sighed, "I don't need him to be moved by me, I just need him to live well. If he wants a peaceful life, I will give him a peaceful life; if he wants a grand life, I will give him a grand life; if he wants to protect the world, I will protect the world for him. But the prerequisite is that he must be alive, living by my side."

Zhuang Li subconsciously touched his heart, as if he felt the desperate pain again.

7480 said tearfully, "Master, if you hadn't met the gods, you wouldn't be like this now. Master, you know, I actually like you and this life the way you are. It's great to have met the gods!"

Zhuang Li smiled quietly, his voice full of doting: "Little idiot, meeting you? You're also very good."

7480 was so moved that he burst into tears.

Zhuang Li comforted it softly while holding Bei Ming's big hand.

This time, Bei Ming showed no resistance, vigilance or struggle at all.

He shook Dr. Zhuang's hand tightly.

Zhuang Li whispered in his ear, "Believe me, your wish will come true."

Then, he sighed deeply in his heart: "Because you have me. I will do anything for you."

Bei Ming's ears and neck turned red, and soon his entire face was red. He forgot all about the damn tasker, the hostile stance, and the situation of a life-or-death struggle.

If Dr. Zhuang can change his position for himself, why can't I?

Words can deceive people, but the true heart that cannot be hidden cannot.

Thinking of this, Bei Ming suddenly became enlightened, and then his heart felt hot and began to beat wildly.

Seeing him tightly gripping Dr. Zhuang's hand, unwilling to let go, Ye Huai shook his head and sighed: My old classmate is indeed a super genius, even picking up guys is easy for him. If he falls into his hands, Bei Ming will have no way to escape, and even a straight man will be bent by him.