Chapter 50 Dream
Feng Zhibei's mind was a little confused.
The man in the white coat in front of him rubbed his head again. "What are you thinking about?"
“I was wondering what the world outside was like.”
The owner of the body replied.
"...I don't know either. We'll be able to go out and take a look in a few days."
The man picked him up and walked towards the door.
There was a faint sound of quarreling outside the door.
"...Using humans for experiments, are you crazy or am I crazy?"
Another voice was very calm: "What else? Do you have any better ideas? We can't let those children suffer forever."
"That's also... those humans are innocent..."
His voice became smaller and smaller, as if he knew he was in the wrong.
"You... leave it at that. My own brother is also in the experiment. Someone has to sacrifice for this."
The door was pushed open, and a faint blue light emanated from it.
To Feng Zhibei's surprise, there was a long circular corridor outside with many colorful murals on the walls and several photos hanging high above them.
He was wondering where the sound came from since there was no one outside.
"Okay, stop arguing. I'll be running the experiment with Xiaozhi later."
The person holding him said, and then the mural on the wall twisted and a young girl's face emerged.
"Yan Chuxue! Could you please stop making decisions on your own?"
She looked very annoyed, frowning, "Xiaozhi is in a bad mood right now. You're just pushing him into trouble by taking him to participate in the experiment!"
She was the one who said "humans cannot be used for experiments".
A woman's face also appeared on the other wall. "Have you really thought this through? And... can you guarantee that you can create the program under those circumstances?"
Yan Chuxue's grip tightened for a moment, causing the person in her arms to groan.
"...Don't worry about my affairs, just take care of yourselves."
"I say, before you leave, do you want Xiaozhi to help you with this? After all, this matter is so risky."
Another head popped out from the photo hanging above the corridor, a man with a punk temperament.
"Also, Brother Bei is on the verge of collapse. If you don't ask Xiaozhi to check on him, he'll really go crazy."
Yan Chuxue casually asked: "What has he been doing recently? Why does he collapse every day?"
"Well, he..."
The man in the photo curled his lips. "He's preparing to make the core. He's melted half of the heart again. It's failed several times. He said if he melts it again, it'll be dead!"
"Listen to his nonsense," the girl in the mural pouted, "and he still treats himself as a human being. Only you have genuine feelings for him!"
"Oh, anyway, go over and take a look, Brother Bei is really pitiful!"
After saying this, the man in the photo scurried back away and never showed up again.
The surrounding scene flickered for a few moments, and when it returned to calm, it was no longer in the original corridor, but had become a blank space.
In the center of the venue, a man in a white coat was standing with his back to Feng Zhibei.
"I say, are you doing your little experiment again?"
Yan Chuxue stepped forward and took a closer look.
The man was wearing a mask and had short black hair flowing down his neck. He looked very well-behaved.
"Yeah, this kid ate a lot of my food..."
He moved aside and displayed the container in front of him.
Feng Zhibei looked up and saw a cylindrical container about one meter tall appear in front of him.
The container contained a light blue liquid, and inside it was a pink lump of flesh floating, which looked like an early human embryo and was surprisingly cute.
From time to time, bubbles emanated from the skin of the meat ball, gurgling upwards.
Yan Chuxue was very interested and leaned forward holding Feng Zhibei: "It's so small, is it a boy or a girl?"
"I haven't set a gender yet. I'm going to let it choose for itself."
The man placed his fingers on the glass wall, and the flesh inside rolled and stuck to it.
"How did you get the number C?"
Yan Chuxue bent down and looked at a small sticker on the outside of the container.
It is marked C-000.
"Because all the ones in front are dead, we can only number them above C," the man said, after teasing the meatball, and turned to Feng Zhibei, "Xiao Zhi, can you help me take a look at it?"
Feng Zhibei's brain was a little overloaded in his sleep. He nodded and turned his gaze to the container.
"...Want to tell the truth?"
An uncomfortable feeling emerged in his heart, as if he was uneasy.
Feng Zhibei took a deep breath. "My ability can't predict everything about its future. I can only say... its birth was not a good thing."
Images suddenly appeared in my mind, passed by like a sped-up movie, and then disappeared in an instant.
Born from the warm ocean, with a severed head, entering the cemetery alone to dig out the wedding dress and put it on...
"I can't explain it any more clearly. I suggest you don't invest too much in it."
Feng Zhibei felt some pain in his temples. He raised his head with difficulty and looked into the eyes of the meatball. "Brother Bei...you said you gave it your heart, right? Can you take it back?"
"Ah? Why are you coming back?"
The man called Brother Bei looked surprised and a little confused.
"Just... uh, eat it?"
Feng Zhibei's voice was a little uncertain.
Yan Chuxue was already impatient. He said, "Since Xiaozhi has said the situation is not good, I advise you to give up. Even if you lose C-000, you still have C-001."
"No."
A weak, hoarse voice interrupted him.
Feng Zhibei felt a strange fear rising in his heart, and squeezed out a little sound from his throat: "It... Brother Bei, listen to me, it's not safe for it to hold your heart."
His eyes moved to the now harmless looking ball of flesh, and an image flashed through his mind.
A pale hand stretched out from the blood, clutching a half-broken heart, and blood continued to flow out of the heart.
"Oh, it's nothing... The main thing is that it's already the final stage. If it succeeds, Xiaotong and Xiaozhi can rest together. Besides, isn't your game still missing something?"
Brother Bei waved his hand and raised his eyebrows at the two of them, "Don't talk about me. You yourself are Xiaozhi made of bones, what qualifications do you have to talk about me!"
He laughed to himself as he pushed Yan Chuxue away, "Get out now! Didn't you say you were going to do an experiment with him soon? Go and have a rest! Don't worry about me..."
The picture became blurry again, and in a blink of an eye the scene changed, this time to a small room.
The room was not warm, with all-white walls and floors, and an unpleasant smell of disinfectant permeating the air.
Yan Chuxue placed Feng Zhibei on the small bed at the back of the room, and sat on it next to him, looking into his eyes.
Feng Zhibei raised his head and looked at the man in front of him.
The Yan Chuxue in the dream was no different from the one in reality, except that her eyes were obviously clearer and there were no rows of earrings on her ears.
Feng Zhibei complained in his heart: He looks like a naive and stupid college student.
His body suddenly moved, he rummaged through his pockets and pulled out a card.
He heard his own voice: "After I put it into the experiment, there will be no one to help them monitor the direction of the experiment. Oh, it's quite frustrating... But the girl next door is okay. I plan to give her some of my authority."
Yan Chuxue frowned, "Forget it... I've been working with her for a few days, and she's almost driving me crazy."
"Hey! I think she's pretty good!" Feng Zhibei's voice suddenly became heavy. "To be honest, He Xinmei is a bit too realistic, Bei is too idealistic, and Jin Yu is too stupid. Only she can make me feel a little more at ease..."
"Moreover, she calculated the future purely by calculation. Unlike people like me who rely on tricks to shorten their lives to interpret the future, she can go further than me."
"...Oh right! To see her talent, I asked her to predict when you'll find a partner."
He raised the cards in his hand and showed them to Yan Chuxue with a smile.
Yan Chuxue's brows furrowed even more, almost twisted into a ball.
"Why are you smoking this? I don't have that much desire for my mate."
Feng Zhibei felt a surge of joy at the success of his prank, and he instantly understood the purpose of his actions in the dream.
——Tease each other.
"...This dream understands me quite well. It is indeed something I can do."
He thought to himself.
The body grinned again, laughed a few times, and then replied: "I'm just worried about you! What if I die one day and there is no one to talk to you?"
"Reversed Death! I don't understand this, but Zhichun said that you will have a partner in the future, and you won't be alone after I die. This way I can rest assured..."
"You're always learning about death from her," Yan Chuxue said helplessly, "I've already told you that you won't die. There's no way that day will ever come."
"I hope so..."
Feng Zhibei slowly stopped smiling and took something out from another pocket.
"Here, isn't it cute? I'm giving this to my dear teacher Yan as a birthday present. I guess I'll be put in there on your birthday, so I'm giving it to you in advance."
He opened his palm, and a small piece of glass bone appeared in front of him.
Yan Chuxue took it and looked at it carefully in her hands.
From this angle, Feng Zhibei could clearly see the other person's tall nose bridge, which cast a perfect shadow under the light.
Like a beautiful statue.
"That's cute...thank you."
Yan Chuxue's tone was a little complicated. He put the bones away and looked at Feng Zhibei.
"I……"
Feng Zhibei was just about to listen to what the other party was saying when a scream suddenly came into his ears.
“Ahhhh—”
He suddenly opened his eyes and saw sunlight shining through the curtains onto the floor.
There was a sound of something running outside the door.
“…I seem to have encountered this scene many times.”
Feng Zhibei stared at the ceiling and muttered to himself.
The floor was a mess again, with a thick layer of blood stains that made it almost impossible to step.
He turned over and thought for a moment, then had to bite the bullet, put on his shoes and tiptoe out of the house.
I walked and recalled this dream.
After all, anything can happen in the game, so he attributed everything in the dream to special effects of the game.
...But this dream is indeed different from the previous ones. It is too real, and I still remember it clearly when I woke up.
Feng Zhibei went downstairs. There was a pool of dark red blood and small blood spots on the stairs, like the traces left by an animal jumping back and forth on the stairs.
Soon, he knew what had left it.
A rag doll with a sad face was jumping up and down in the room, screaming non-stop.
The living room was also in a mess. A young girl was mopping the floor vigorously with a mop. The entire sofa was covered with pieces of meat. A woman with half of her body burnt was sitting on it, constantly shaking the pieces of meat off the sofa onto the floor.
In the kitchen, Yan Chuxue poked her head out and waved at him with the hand holding the fruit knife: "Good morning?"
Feng Zhibei had no expression on his face.
Do you think my morning is good?
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