Chapter 84 Who are you? You are me
Yao Yuntao was sitting in a corner sorting out documents when someone knocked on the table.
She raised her head and met He Jianshan's gaze.
"You've been chosen."
Half of He Jianshan's face was hidden in the darkness, his eyes were cold, and he seemed to be suppressing hidden resentment.
At this time, Li Ziyue and his group had already left. Without the tiger in the mountain, the monkey became king.
He Jianshan had a bad temper and had been oppressed before. Now that they were gone, he wanted to vent his anger on others.
Yao Yuntao knew what being "selected" meant.
Before, it was only said that the research institute sent weapons and gold coins, but no one asked what He Jianshan provided.
No one dares to ask, because if you ask, you will become the next item of trade.
Although He Jianshan is stupid, the man behind him is famous for his cruelty and cunningness. Yao Yuntao can't afford to offend him and can only temporarily obey He Jianshan.
Before leaving the corridor, Yao Yuntao heard the rumbling sound of machinery starting up, and she couldn't help but shudder.
She had heard that the people who were chosen would eventually become victims of human experiments. Her face turned paler and she was thinking about how to escape.
The corridor seemed to become very long, and He Jianshan's footsteps sounded like a devil knocking on the door, or like a human head dangling in the air.
"Clang clang clang."
Then, the footsteps suddenly stopped.
Liu Yuche chuckled for a moment: "You are going too far, aren't you? I haven't even left yet, and you're already rushing to take revenge?"
Although she had a barely friendly smile on her face, the muzzle of the pistol in her right hand was pointed at He Jianshan's eye.
"Why are you pretending to be merciful?" He Jianshan was not afraid when Liu Yuche was the only one there. "Where do you think those weapons came from? What's wrong with sacrificing a small number of people for the safety of the majority? Why do you stop me?"
Liu Yuche held his forehead with his hand: "Do you really think I know nothing? Weapons are sufficient at this stage, and there is no need for any extra sacrifices. Whether you are doing this for the public or for private benefit, you know it clearly in your heart."
He Jianshan taunted, "If you were me, would you bear not to exchange people for weapons? Without weapons, more people will die."
"We all came from that place, why are you pretending to be a white rabbit?" Liu Yuche pulled the corner of his mouth, "Stop blackmailing me morally and stop trying to change the concept."
Her eyebrows moved slightly, and then there was a crisp "bang!" sound, and a small black hole with white smoke floating in it suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain.
"You also know that time is running out. If you keep nagging me, the next time the gun will be pointed at your head."
Liu Yuche looked at He Jianshan and asked provocatively, "Why, do you want to try?"
He Jianshan was so frightened that his limbs were shaking. The shadow of being oppressed by Zhang Xingzhi and Zhang Lian in turn came over his mind. He gritted his teeth and left with a gloomy face.
Yao Yuntao trotted over and said thank you shyly.
Liu Yuche waved his hand nonchalantly: "You should thank Li Ziyue. He told me in advance that He Jianshan might cause trouble for you and asked me to be more careful."
"Besides," she raised her eyes slightly and looked at the surveillance camera hanging diagonally above the corridor, "If I hadn't come, it would have been even harder to explain later."
…
Sun Yuancheng knew that the nurse suspected him.
Although he was able to disguise himself as the director of the institute, he did not possess the abilities that the director originally possessed.
He was just a paper shell that would become visible if burned and would break if poked by someone.
So when the nurse came up behind him, pointed the tip of the scalpel at his side and stabbed it mercilessly, Sun Yuancheng did not show much surprise.
The nurse touched the inexplicable wound on her waist and smiled with her lips curled.
"You can trigger 'Blood Debt Pays with Blood'. You are indeed a player."
Upon hearing this, the other zombies in the laboratory paused their movements, and countless eyes, as if whispering, looked at Sun Yuancheng.
The atmosphere froze in an instant.
"Human?"
"He dares to pretend to be the director. He is very courageous."
The zombie with a rat head and a human body sneered: "I wonder if it tastes good..."
Sun Yuancheng was injured in the waist, but his face looked normal and his eyes were as calm as water.
Before the other mutated zombies could react, the nurse's wrist suddenly twisted, and the scalpel fell to the ground with two clangs. Unable to bear the pain, she pinched her wrist and stepped back repeatedly.
Sun Yuancheng, however, continued to stroll leisurely in the garden.
The nurse shrank back in disbelief: "...you..."
Sun Yuancheng frowned slightly and raised his eyelids, his sight inadvertently falling on the rat-headed zombie. Then, without any warning, the zombie's wrist twisted wildly, and it huddled on the ground in pain, with its long black tail entangled around the wound.
The prerequisite for triggering [Blood Debt Must Be Repaid with Blood] is contact between the two parties. Let’s not talk about the nurse, how was this rat-headed zombie bound to Sun Yuancheng?
The nurse reacted the fastest. She ignored the pain in her wrist and quickly knelt on the ground, slamming her head down: "Director... I... please let me go. I shouldn't have doubted you. I just..."
Sun Yuancheng looked down at her, no emotion visible in his dark eyes.
"Doctor," he bent down slightly, picked up the scalpel from the ground, and placed it in front of him to examine it, not looking at the nurse whose head was covered in blood, "send her to the furnace room."
"yes."
Doctor Brown Bear grabbed the nurse by the back of her neck and dragged her to the other side of the laboratory while she screamed.
Zombies of the nurse's level cannot be killed, and can only be restricted by burning them continuously.
The furnace room is the zombies’ eternal prison. Once inside, death becomes a relief.
The rest of the zombies lowered their heads and focused on their work. The laboratory returned to order again, except for the occasional sharp screams coming from the steaming room.
Sun Yuancheng took off his coat and let the snow rabbit zombie waiting on the side catch it.
He turned around, closed the office door, walked to the corner of the room, felt around on the wall, and finally found a bulge.
He pressed the switch lightly, and a red light the size of a card suddenly appeared on one side. The light was reflected on his face, making him look a little gentle in the darkness and coldness.
If you ignore the hideous eyeball hidden in the light.
The inner flames continued to burn Director Zhen's body. Sun Yuancheng looked into those bloodshot eyes and then frowned.
"Thank goodness you have an unpredictable personality and you kill your companions at will, otherwise it would be difficult for me to deal with the nurses and establish my authority at the same time."
He pressed the button again, letting the angry eyeball slam into the wall.
Faint banging sounds were heard from the wall behind him. Amidst these sounds, Sun Yuancheng was carefully treating the wound on his waist.
The scalpel has infectious substances on it, which can easily cause a person to have a fever. What will he look like after the fever subsides...
He used some props to suppress the injuries on his body, but the pain became more and more obvious, so painful that he even felt the nerves in his brain twitching.
If Li Ziyue was present, Sun Yuancheng would have started crying with tears and snot hanging down Li Ziyue's legs, but now he was alone and he couldn't join up with Li Ziyue and the others for the time being.
Duan Jiayi's evaluation of him was still lingering in his mind: "If I hadn't known you through the 'Breathing Swing' segment first, I would have thought you were a weak and crybaby rookie who would fail at critical moments."
"Later I suspected that you had split personality, but after checking your relevant information, I found that you were just acting out of habit."
"When there's someone leading the team, you naturally become the rookie who enlivens the atmosphere in the team," he said with a serious look, "but when there's no one else you can take charge of things on your own. Which one are you? What's the purpose of your acting?"
Sun Yuancheng just shook his head.
"I don't know. I forget a lot of things."
Memories of the past always haunted him when he was asleep, and occasionally he woke up in the middle of the night. He wiped his face, which was covered with cold tears.
It all started when he was locked up in that school when he was less than ten years old.
When a freshman enters the class, what awaits him is not a welcome, but jealousy and bullying.
According to the test results, he should have been admitted to the best class, but due to interference from the upper class, he was sent to the worst class.
The school attaches great importance to comprehensive assessment and disregards human rights. Students with good comprehensive assessments can even abuse students with poor assessments like slaves.
The people in the class are oppressed and bullied by a third party all year round. What is born in their hearts is not mutual comfort and warmth among the weak, but a more distorted hierarchical oppression.
The weak will throw their fists hard at the weaker one.
For Sun Yuancheng, the youngest but most talented person, entering such a class was like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth.
[“I heard that you are the new genius?” Someone threw a muddy stone at him, “What crisis perception? It’s all a lie. If you really have this ability, can you come to our class?”]
[“Hey, if we let you grow up now… you’ll become a bastard who bullies us in the future.”]
He has an overly keen sense of danger. This is not the so-called divine power, but his brain's analysis of details is too advanced.
Everything has a cause before it produces an effect.
Some people can only see the storm, but Sun Yuancheng can simulate the entire grand disaster in his mind at the moment when a butterfly flaps its wings.
Such perception did him no good.
As humans have evolved to the present day, they have a set of theories for adapting to the environment, determining what they are insensitive to and what they are sensitive to.
He would start to feel fear when he saw the flower plates placed by the window, and would tremble uncontrollably when he saw sharp knives, as if the knife had cut his skin and drawn blood and flesh.
Sun Yuancheng, who was only a few years old, could not handle this fear well. There was no one to guide him and everyone just watched coldly.
Then mock him again - "Is this a genius?"
The word "genius" completely separates him from others.
He could only shrink into the corner and swallow back his tears.
There are dangers everywhere. The corner of the wall is a relatively stable triangle, but that doesn't mean it won't collapse in the future.
Sooner or later he will be crushed to death by the stones falling from the corner of the wall.
His strong analytical ability also brought him certain benefits. He was ahead in many subjects, and it was easy for Sun Yuancheng to get full marks.
And this fragile butterfly triggered another storm of pain.
His genius was not protected, but instead was destroyed without any bottom line by those who envied him.
[“Aren’t you able to analyze? Don’t you have the so-called foresight? You go ahead, you lead the way, genius.”]
[The youngest, Sun Yuancheng, staggered in front, surrounded by fear and countless dangers. He almost paused after every step. His legs had no strength left, but he was pushed by the tall man behind him.]
[The pain was like swallowing an octopus tentacle alive, and the fishy smell rushed into his throat layer by layer. He couldn't help but fall to the ground, his lips slightly open, and vomited at the dirty shoes that the man placed in front of him.]
[His tears mixed with the dust on the ground, he cried until his stomach convulsed, but the people behind him laughed unscrupulously]
[The man stepped on his cheek and kicked him into a corner: "You still call me a genius? You useless thing, get out of here."]
[Sun Yuancheng was kicked until his face was covered in blood, but he was keenly aware that there seemed to be one less threat around him.]
[He struggled to open his blood-stained eyes and saw that the man's rage had been shaved off. Sun Yuancheng froze in place, only then realizing how slow he was.]
It turns out that what caused him the most pain was not his perception, but the suspicion and jealousy of people.
At that time, he was still young and had the ability but no means to protect himself. No one was willing to provide him with shelter to grow his wings, and he was even maliciously thrown into a bad competition circle.
Whenever he showed any talent there, he was ruthlessly suppressed.
You are trash. Trash can be stupid but not smart.
No one was willing to save him, but he wanted to live.
He can only save himself.
From then on, he deliberately made mistakes in the questions and got low scores, concealing all his advanced perceptions and prostrating himself in front of that person. He went from being a so-called "genius" to the most mediocre one. He mingled with the numb crowd, desperately pretending to be stupid and fragile.
[“I’m not a genius, I’m stupid, I don’t know anything, I can only cry,” he knelt down trembling, “Please help me, without you, I can’t do anything.”]
[“I’m very timid, and I don’t have any so-called precognitive abilities… Yes, all those things that happened before were all my fault. I got full marks on the exam because I cheated. I stole the teacher’s answers. I’m a despicable person…”]
He is not only a genius of prediction, but also a genius of performance.
He became mediocre, disgusting, despicable, and could tell lies at will.
Life became exceptionally smooth.
He was forced to act because of humiliation, but he found a way to survive in acting.
He deceived many people with his flawless acting skills and successfully passed the school's almost perverted tests. Everyone looked down on him at first, but later fell for his performance and scheming.
By the time everyone realized what was happening, he had already made it to the end with his half-truthful disguise.
…
Sun Yuancheng leaned weakly on the table, his eyes falling on the corner of the open curtain.
Through that side, he could see snowflakes slowly drifting outside the window.
Surrounding the snowflakes was a blue-gray poisonous fog.
Is he the one who is calm now and can handle everything well, or is he the one who tried to bury himself in the crowd, or is he the one who lied and knelt on the ground to beg for others' protection...
Which one is the real him?
Sun Yuancheng couldn't tell the difference anymore.
At the end of the performance, he even fooled himself.
…
The sky turned into ink-black, the snow and wind grew stronger, and a dangerous atmosphere filled the air.
The two walked with difficulty in the thick snow, the wind whistling in their ears, making it impossible to hear other sounds.
The snow and fog obscured people's eyes, and the sky was dark, so people's visual range was shortened to the extreme.
Li Ziyue was breathing heavily and raised his foot in a daze.
In this environment, many people's behaviors are based on instinctive reactions, and thinking becomes a luxury.
However, behind them, the thin layer of snow that had just accumulated was rising and falling strangely.
Slender black tentacles lurked under the snow, approaching them.
The one in front had quietly wrapped around Li Ziyue's ankle, with sharp thorns sprouting out, and was moving straight over there -
Li Ziyue seemed to have been frozen, with snowballs forming between his brows and his movements becoming increasingly slow.
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