My head hurts like hell!
Wang Lan cursed inwardly, then his body began to convulse. His headache gradually caused him to lose consciousness, and his internal organs felt indescribably uncomfortable.
This really proves the saying true.
A headache isn't a disease, but it can be excruciating when it strikes.
"elder brother!"
Seeing Wang Lan like this, Sun Muchen quickly went up to support him.
But in that short time, Wang Lan was already soaked in cold sweat and was trembling violently.
Wang Lan felt dizzy and his vision blurred intermittently. He also felt his stomach churning. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer and vomited.
Immediately afterwards.
Wang Lan's vision also turned into a hazy, chaotic blur.
And he could no longer feel his headache...
Slowly, a glimmer of light appeared from the center of the chaos, gradually growing larger.
Wang Lan saw the familiar scene once again.
It was a blackboard with a white border.
That's... a television!
A sense of anticipation suddenly welled up in Wang Lan's heart.
He wanted to know who was watching TV.
The image gradually became clearer, and colors filled the field of vision.
This is a laboratory of considerable size.
All kinds of experimental equipment are available.
These were all novelties that Wang Lan had never seen before.
"Old Sun, you're still watching!"
A voice rang out from the side, seemingly greeting the person taking this view.
Wang Lan was startled.
He noticed the person's title.
Old Sun?
He shares the same surname as Mu Chen!
The person turned their head and looked in the direction from which the sound came, only to see that the person was a man.
The man asked, "What brings you here?"
"Why do you think I came?" the man said. "Lately, I've noticed you've been acting increasingly strangely. You keep watching this video, you've watched it eight hundred times already. What are you planning to do?"
"Nothing..." the person replied after a long pause, then sighed and asked, "Is there something you need?"
"Something's up," the man said, pulling up a chair and lighting a cigarette. "As you know, due to the mutation, those monsters are becoming increasingly ferocious and are constantly expanding their territory. I just discussed it with them, and we might not be able to hold out here for more than a few years."
“Oh…” the man replied, “I guessed it. This outcome was bound to happen sooner or later. Humans have been evolving for tens of thousands of years and are almost at saturation. This mutation has not yet had a significant impact on humans. In contrast, animals have benefited greatly and are constantly pressing us. Although we are putting up a stubborn resistance, it is only a matter of time before we are defeated.”
“You know that’s good,” the man continued, “So, we just had a meeting, and we were thinking…”
"No need to say anything!"
The man immediately interrupted him, saying, "There's no room for discussion. I'm not handing over that fragment right now."
“Sigh…” The man sighed and said, “I knew you would mean this. But we had already agreed that we would use that fragment as a bargaining chip. On the one hand, we would provide you and your daughter with a safe place. On the other hand, we would need to use the power of your fragment when necessary.”
The man did not speak.
The man continued, "Old Sun, let's be frank. I personally understand your feelings as a father, but have you considered that your daughter is only two years old, her body is still developing, yet you've kept her in a sleep pod for almost fifty years? Look at yourself, you've become a frail old man. Do you think your daughter…?"
"shut up!"
The man flew into a rage and said, "You know nothing! No one understands the workings and functions of the sleep pod better than me! My daughter will be fine inside."
“Yes, yes, you’re right. Don’t get agitated. I didn’t mean anything by it,” the man nodded and continued, “But have you ever thought about whether this mutation will really end as you wish? Thirty years ago, the release of the evolutionary mist began to stabilize, and we deduced that this mutation might be coming to an end. But thirty years have passed, and the release of the mist hasn’t changed at all. And you? You’re old and gray, in your twilight years. How much longer can you wait? If one day the mutation really ends, and you awaken your daughter again, how long can you stay with her?”
The man remained silent, not uttering a single word.
After a long while, the man sighed.
“Old Sun, we’ve known each other for a while now, and I really don’t want to fall out with you unless absolutely necessary. But you’ve seen the situation now. The entire survivor city is at a critical juncture of life and death. I think you should prioritize the bigger picture. Once the survivor city is breached, you and your daughter will also be in danger. I think… you should think about this carefully.”
After the man finished speaking, he kept looking at Old Sun.
Old Sun remained silent, and no one knew what he was planning.
After a long while, the man sighed and finally said, "Think about it yourself. We have tried our best to meet your requirements and given you the best conditions we could. We hope you can consider us. Otherwise, the next time someone comes, it won't be me, and you certainly won't have the same attitude as me."
After saying that, the man turned to leave.
Old Sun suddenly spoke up: "Don't say I haven't contributed anything to you. If it weren't for me, this survivor city would have been devoid of survivors decades ago!"
“I know,” the man replied, “but that’s precisely why we’re discussing this with you instead of taking a hard line.”
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