Chapter 66

Jiang Zhulang looked tired after learning from Luo Xiya and Martin what happened during his coma. Seeing this, the two of them left the easily digestible food and left the room.

Hearing the crisp sound of the lock being locked, Jiang Zhulang stood up with a cold expression.

"System, come out."

Unlike the usual pretending to be dead, this time the system responded very quickly, "Host, please speak."

"According to the current experimental progress, there is still a long time before the real outbreak. Why are you so anxious?"

The system replied: "The system did not detect any intention to act from the host's actions."

Jiang Zhulang: “?”

He laughed out loud at this ridiculous answer.

The system was completely unaware of his silence and continued with its cold, unobtrusive electronic voice: "The system cannot understand why the host did not kill everyone as soon as he entered the laboratory and nip the crisis in the bud."

"...Then why didn't you tell me to kill everyone the moment I entered the comic?"

System: "The system detected that the host at that time was incapable."

Jiang Zhulang: "Haha."

"Host, please pay attention to the system mission and fulfill your savior's duty."

Jiang Zhulang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "If you hadn't dragged me into that apocalyptic fantasy for no apparent reason, causing me to be unconscious for half a month, my plan would have been mostly completed by now. Since you didn't say a word during this long period of time, no matter how I called you or how I asked you, then please continue to be a good dumb system and don't bother me."

"I know what to do. I don't need your advice."

There was a noise in my head, and then the system became quiet and stopped talking.

Jiang Zhulang sighed, leaned against the bed, and planned to check the forum, but found that the system had silently turned off this function. The large fluorescent words urging him to complete the task flashed a few times at the right time, as if the forum window would be closed forever if he did not complete the task.

Jiang Zhulang: ...

He rubbed his forehead, which was still a little swollen and painful, and got out of bed.

When I woke up from the illusion, it was already midnight. I pushed the door open and walked into the corridor. It was quiet with only faint lights flickering.

"Where are you going?"

Luo Xia's faint voice suddenly rang out, and Jiang Zhulang shuddered.

He turned his head and saw Luo Xiya leaning against the door, looking at him quietly. Her heterochromatic pupils stood out in the darkness, as if there were flashes of light.

Jiang Zhulang smiled awkwardly.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Luo Xiya sighed, took a few steps forward to walk side by side with him, and complained in a low voice: "You really don't care about your body. You ran out before you were fully recovered? Don't you know to put on more clothes?"

"I just want to see the guards."

Roshia shook his head helplessly and led him to another path.

"Let's go this way, quickly. Although it's already midnight, the guards are very alert."

Following the direction of his finger, Jiang Zhulang saw the scene at the entrance and exit.

Compared to the dimness of other places, the entrance and exit with the spiral staircase is brightly lit, and from time to time, groups of armed guards patrol back and forth.

"It seems Jeff is determined not to let anyone out. Has anyone made any trouble?"

Luo Xiya shook his head. "Except for us, everyone here is very enthusiastic about the experiment and wants to stay in the laboratory all day. Even if someone wants to go out, they will turn back after walking here."

Jiang Zhulang nodded to show his understanding, took out the little spider from his pocket, activated it, and manipulated it to crawl forward along the corner of the wall.

He wanted to try whether spiders could pass through places where humans could not. If not, he would need to readjust his plan.

The two of them stared intently at the little spider as it bypassed the guards unhindered, climbed up the stairs, and disappeared.

Through its eyes, Jiang Zhulang could see that the original doors had all been replaced with green crystal doors. Perhaps because they were in a hurry, the doors were not perfectly sealed, leaving tiny gaps at the corners, just enough for the little spider to pass through.

He took back the spider and nodded to Roshia, then the two of them walked back the way they came, heading towards the room where Cross was imprisoned.

"Jeff thought he was an eyesore and moved him to another place."

Pushing the door open, Jiang Zhulang could hardly believe his eyes.

——One of Cross’s hands was hanging down, and from the strange angle of the hand, it was easy to tell that it was broken. He was extremely thin, and half of his face was covered with strange lines that looked exactly like those in the illusion.

"Hiss." In this state, he certainly won't die, but it doesn't look like he can survive either.

This was probably a grocery store. There was thick dust floating in the air and on the ground. The ground was covered with messy footprints and felt sticky when stepped on, not to mention the damp, cold, moldy smell that was everywhere in the air.

In such an environment, with injuries on his body, his condition was naturally not very good. Jiang Zhulang approached Cross and clearly saw the rotten flesh around his unhealed wounds, bloody and dirty.

He took out a bowl of potato paste with bacon from his storage ring, but before he could put it down, Cross, who had smelled the aroma, snatched it away and devoured it quickly without caring about the hotness.

"You... they don't even give you food?"

As soon as he asked the question, Jiang Zhulang knew that he had said something nonsense. How could they take good care of a "consumable" like Cross who couldn't die and whose research value was not high? On the other hand, in Martin's words, even those people in the Warlock Academy didn't care about their lives, let alone him.

After eating the porridge, Cross didn't say a word. He raised his eyes and stared at Jiang Zhulang. He grabbed one of his hands and shook it again and again.

Jiang Zhulang:?

Looking at Cross's eyes which were more "innocent" than before, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Are you... stupid?"

Jiang Zhulang lifted up Cross's chin, which was sharp enough to kill someone, and shook it left and right, trying to find any signs of disguise on his face.

Cross remained silent and showed no reaction.

He sniffed, struggled to break free from Jiang Zhulang's fingers, and with lightning speed, he grabbed his hand that had touched the bowl, opened his mouth and took a big bite.

Jiang Zhulang:? ! !

He pulled his hand back, looked at the wet teeth marks on his hand, and said with gritted teeth: "Have you lost your mind and turned into a dog?" His face was dark, and he wanted to wipe the saliva back on Cross, but his eyes glanced at his naked upper body and his dirty pants of unrecognizable color. He paused, and finally decided to pour potion on his hands to disinfect them.

He couldn't help thinking:

Cross is naked for several chapters in a row. Wouldn't the reader think that he has some special fetish and was drawn like this on purpose...?

Thinking of the sporadic attacks that could still be seen in the comments, Jiang Zhulang calmly closed his eyes.

Never mind. It won’t make a difference if you say one or two more sentences.

Roshia, who was originally guarding the door, heard the noise and came forward. His voice was cold and his eyes were like knives, shooting at Cross: "There is no hope for him. Forget about him and let's go."

Cross looked at him suddenly and shook his head, "No, I'm hungry..."

After speaking to Luo Xia, he turned to look at Jiang Zhulang, blinking, tilting his head and pouting to look cute, all in one smooth movement.

"——Dad, eat!"

Jiang Zhulang: ???!!!!!!

ah??

Jiang Zhulang was so shocked by his word "Dad" and his fake cuteness that his pupils were shaking and goosebumps were all over the floor. He took a breath of cool air.

He thought, this was not in his plan, what on earth was going on? !

He covered his head, unable to bear the sight. Thinking that this hand had been bitten by Cross, he quickly put it down and switched hands.

Luo Xiya glared at him unkindly, tugged at Jiang Zhulang's sleeve, and whispered: "Don't be fooled by him... There are so many experimental subjects, and I have never heard of any survivors becoming insane and turning into fools. Lan Nuo, you have to be careful..."

Jiang Zhulang nodded and smiled with an ambiguous meaning.

He fed Cross some more jerky, but unlike the usual way of feeding him, he used air currents to form a rope, tied the food around, and dangled it around him, teasing him.

Seeing the fragrant food floating in front of him, but he couldn't eat it no matter what, Cross's lips twitched and he cried silently in grievance.

He just stared at her with those clear and slightly red eyes, his thick eyelashes were wet with tears, looking so wet and pitiful.

Jiang Zhulang was not moved at all and even had some desire. He said, "You are not that stupid. You know not to cry loudly and attract people. It seems that you can still be saved."

He casually tore off a small piece of jerky and pressed it to Cross's lips.

Cross: "Dad, ah."

He swallowed the jerky, burped, sobbed softly, and kept tilting his neck forward, just like a dog, trying to reach the food hanging in front of him.

Jiang Zhulang raised his eyebrows.

If he had doubts before as to whether Cross was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid, now he was absolutely certain that he was just pretending to be stupid.

——After all, a fool wouldn't adjust his attitude so quickly based on what he said. The way he cried out to save himself was like a confession.

It seems that being treated with so many strange drugs has had some impact on his IQ. Jiang Zhulang didn't think that the former Cross would show such flaws.

After feeding Cross three pieces of jerky and a glass of juice bit by bit, Jiang Zhulang clapped his hands and stuffed another pill into Cross's mouth.

Sensing the resistance of his tongue, Jiang Zhulang pinched his lips with two fingers and warned: "If you dare to spit it out, I will beat you."

Cross shuddered and swallowed it obediently.

It was a pill specially made for him, with a trace amount of magic tonic added.

As long as this pill is taken regularly, the suppressed arcane energy will gradually return unnoticed.

Jiang Zhulang nodded with satisfaction, and he and Luo Xia quietly returned the same way.