91 I'm hungry
I'm hungry
Time seemed to stop in an instant.
There was a deathly silence after the pause, followed by a frantic flow of black slime, which initially expanded to occupy the territory of the bedroom.
They attached themselves to the ceiling, blocked the cracks in the door, crawled into the ventilation ducts, and even crawled out of Zhu Ning's body, sucking his collapsed spirit as their own nourishment.
If allowed, they should crawl all over the Queen's Store, continue to invade, and even occupy most of Area 103.
They fed on Zhu Ning's negative emotions, and now it was as if their food supply had been suddenly cut off.
It was as if the master's orders were above theirs, and they had no choice but to obey without any refusal.
It took shape, a black creature hanging upside down from the ceiling. It looked like an upside-down bat, or an upside-down black mummy.
This is what grows out of her, this is part of her, and this is also her enemy.
Its empty eyes looked over, and Zhu Ning knew not to look into its eyes, otherwise he would die. That mysterious and powerful power seemed to be able to see into people's hearts.
At this time, Zhu Ning was looking directly at it.
Was this a contaminant from her own contaminated area? Or was it a high-level alien species that fell on her and reproduced?
Zhu Ning didn't know what they were. They were parasites that fed on him, just like a system that parasitized him.
If you are a parasite, just be a parasite honestly, just like a vine must rely on a big tree, Zhu Ning is that big tree.
She may never be able to get rid of these things in her lifetime, but the subordinate relationship between them must be correct. Zhu Ning is the master, and everyone else can only depend on her.
They were screaming, Zhu Ning heard it, it was a roar of pain.
As if obeying the orders of some more powerful being, the black slime was dissolving, hanging from the ceiling, falling like raindrops, regrouping, and reassembling.
They were climbing towards Zhu Ning, or to be more precise, Zhu Ning was devouring them.
They returned to where they came from, and tons of black slime pressed down on Zhu Ning.
The little girl's body is so small that she looks so weak under the tsunami-like slime, as if a willow branch has to bear the weight of tens of millions of pounds.
The willow branches were compressed to the extreme, using their resilience to withstand the strong pressure, and bent into an arc, as if they would break at the next moment.
But she did not retreat, nor did she stop. Data streams were flashing in Zhu Ning's eyes, emitting an indescribable light.
If she was really an experimental subject, her bones, flesh and blood were artificial, and the system in her brain was a pollutant-combining machine.
Her gears were spinning at high speed, sparks flying under the high load, and her heart was beating violently, as if it was about to tear her chest and jump out immediately.
At her limit, she might break down again, this time literally crushed into pieces, but she wouldn't retreat or give in.
She stared straight at the enemy in front of her and felt the black, cold mucus returning to her body like sea water pouring back.
They entered from the back of her neck, began to climb along her spine, and dispersed in an orderly manner with the spine as the center.
The slime coated every bone of hers, clinging to the white bones, then disappearing, clinging, disappearing, clinging, disappearing.
Endlessly attaching, countless times of absorbing, and finally merging with her flesh and blood.
Monster. Zhu Ning had never felt so clearly that he was a monster.
She couldn't describe what she was doing, and no knowledge she had could explain her condition.
Snap——
She heard her spine break.
…
boom!
Suddenly, there was a loud noise upstairs in the Queen's Store, and wine bottles fell to the ground with a clatter. It was like an earthquake, or like something buried underground was reviving.
"What happened? An earthquake?" a customer asked.
"What's going on?"
The well-trained store clerks reacted faster, yet maintained a polite smile. Their professional training included crisis management.
"There are special circumstances today. Please leave immediately. Your purchases will be waived."
Some customers were unhappy, but the acting store manager offered a good apology, and since the shaking was still going on, no one wanted to lose their life here, so the customers reluctantly accepted it.
The guests left very quickly and in an orderly manner. There were no guests in the basement today.
Once the people left, the other store clerks asked, "What happened?"
This shop has never experienced anything like this since it opened. The earthquakes continue. What is Boss Song doing? Is he hatching an evil god?
"I don't know," the acting store manager said, his expression grave. "The basement is sealed off."
The entire underground passage was blocked, and people outside couldn't get in. The acting store manager said, "Let's go out first."
The Queen's Store has its own store rules, and they act according to them.
"What about Mr. Song?" the clerk asked. "Are we just going to leave him alone?"
Acting store manager: “He’ll take care of it.”
Song Zhizhang leaned against the metal gate. He could feel the trembling behind him, and something indescribable was growing.
The tiny Queen's shop was not a suitable place for a birth; if it grew big enough, the shop would be submerged.
Song Zhizhang has always been very well prepared, but at this moment he realized his own weakness and that the security level of this room could not withstand it.
He had cleared the corridor and Lin Xiaofeng was trembling. She was so special that she might be more sensitive to the emotions inside.
Song Zhizhang didn't leave. It was useless to run anywhere in this situation.
In this situation, his special ability is most suitable for use. The safe house inside is not the last line of defense. The last line of defense is Song Zhizhang himself.
With his special ability, he can choose to seal this place off, truly creating a cage, like pouring cement, completely killing all living things inside.
He could do it, but Zhu Ning would die in there. What scared Song Zhizhang more than Zhu Ning was that he could kill Zhu Ning, and he didn't want to do that.
He didn't want to kill a living human being.
Song Zhizhang recalled the first time he met Zhu Ning. She was wearing a black protective suit, like a motorcycle suit, and she asked him where the hot pot restaurant was.
Song Zhizhang had pointed her on a path, the one that had been laid out by Prometheus. Therefore, Song Zhizhang felt an inexplicable sense of responsibility towards Zhu Ning: you led her astray, so you must bear the consequences.
He remembered that Zhu Ning had overused his mental energy and was sleeping on his sofa without any protection.
He also remembered that the other party said, "I am not your baby anymore."
Song Zhizhang could have buried Zhu Ning at the cost of his own life, but he didn't want to. It wasn't that he couldn't bear to sacrifice his own life, but that he couldn't bear to sacrifice Zhu Ning's life.
Lin Xiaofeng felt Song Zhizhang's fear. She had only known Song Zhizhang for a few days, but in her eyes, Song Zhizhang had always remained elegant and stable.
Now his eyes were red and something was constantly flashing in his eyes.
Lin Xiaofeng had never seen Song Zhizhang with this expression before. Since she was a child, she had been able to infer the emotions of adults from their micro-expressions and adjust her own reactions accordingly. She would never make trouble and would always be more obedient.
Song Zhizhang's expression showed that Zhu Ning was not in good condition.
Something might have happened to Zhu Ning.
Lin Xiaofeng's mind went blank. She leaned against the metal door. The door was obviously very heavy, but now it seemed as fragile as cardboard.
Lin Xiaofeng slowly curled up her knees and stared at the plush slippers on her feet. These slippers were also bought for her by Zhu Ning.
They opened the online shopping page and looked at it for a long time. Zhu Ning gave her full choice and let her pick out the clothes she liked.
Before she met Zhu Ning, she never had the power to choose her own clothes. She was just a doll that people could dress up as they pleased.
Now she has become a transparent person. She obviously does not need to dress up at all. All decorations are unnecessary for her. Outsiders cannot see her existence at all, but Zhu Ning treats her as a real person.
"Go choose what you like."
So Lin Xiaofeng picked out a pair of black rabbit slippers, which were a bedtime story told by Song Zhizhang, about a rabbit taking revenge on an interstellar lord.
She retracted her feet. The plush slippers were so warm and soft, while the thing behind her was so terrifying and biting. The two sides formed an exaggerated contrast that was impossible to ignore.
Lin Xiaofeng covered his face, feeling that Zhu Ning was still by his side and had never left.
Snap——
Lin Xiaofeng and Song Zhizhang didn't know how long they had been waiting. Suddenly, there was a loosening sound from the metal door behind them. Lin Xiaofeng had been leaning all his strength on the door, and now he was a little dazed.
There were two metal doors in total, one at the bedroom door and the other about a third of the way down the corridor. They were outside the second metal door.
Now the two metal doors opened automatically, revealing the room at the end of the corridor. They were so anxious when they escaped that they didn't even close the door.
Now the door is open, like the gaping mouth of an abyss.
Lin Xiaofeng raised his head and Song Zhizhang frowned.
The security gate has entered the emergency procedure and human intervention is no longer possible. Opening it now means that Zhu Ning will either be attacked and killed by the emergency device inside.
Or the pollution concentration has leveled off.
The blue earring on Song Zhizhang's earlobe flashed. He couldn't connect to the data from the monitoring room, but Prometheus could. Prometheus just said that the pollution concentration had decreased.
50%, 30%, 20%...
Song Zhizhang was a little dazed. He looked down at his secondary brain. Half an hour had passed. It was only half an hour, but it felt like a lifetime to him.
Song Zhizhang's legs were stiff and he couldn't move. He slowly regained his composure, "Xiaofeng, I'll go check it out first. Don't move."
Lin Xiaofeng originally wanted to follow in, but now she stopped after hearing Song Zhizhang's words. She knew that she was unstable and did not want to become the second source of pollution.
Song Zhizhang could see the plush slippers stopped in place. Song Zhizhang walked into the room. The lights in the living room were not on. He fumbled for the switch and subconsciously squinted after turning it on.
The living room was as usual. Song Zhizhang had not taken away the apron he had placed on the chair at the dining table in the morning. It seemed as if nothing had happened here.
It was so familiar. He had lived here in the past, adjusting himself day after day to adapt to the sudden superpowers.
He had lived here for three weeks. Did Zhu Ning only need half an hour?
There are two bedrooms and a living room. There are two bedrooms on the left and right of the front door. Zhu Ning lives on the right.
Song Zhizhang stopped in front of the door. There was no black mucus in the crack of the door, and the oppressive feeling had also been put away.
But just like a large bird of prey will always leave traces after leaving, there is a cold feeling left here, which makes people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts when they approach.
"Zhu Ning?" Song Zhizhang called her carefully.
He didn't hear any response. Song Zhizhang took a deep breath and turned the doorknob. "I'm going in?"
With a sound of yelping——
The bedroom door was pushed open. There was nothing in the room. Everything was fine. The quilt on the bed was wrinkled. A black retro notebook was placed on the grass-green quilt. The bedside lamp was on, but a little crooked.
Zhu Ning's bedroom was filled with the atmosphere of life, and the chandelier on the ceiling was swaying slightly, but there were no pollutants or strange monsters.
It was very clean here, too clean, because even Zhu Ning was not here.
Where had she gone? Disappeared? Consumed by the pollutants?
In this world, nothing that happens will surprise people. They have only explored less than half of the secrets of this world so far. Song Zhizhang thinks it is normal that Zhu Ning disappeared today.
The bathroom door was ajar, not closed tightly. Song Zhizhang pushed it open carefully. Just when he pushed it halfway open, he suddenly felt a dark shadow flash before his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, before he could react, someone suddenly grabbed his neck with great force.
Bang!
The next moment, Song Zhizhang was thrown against the tile wall, his back pressed tightly against the bathroom wall. He was pressed against the tile by a brute force, making a crisp sound, and his back smashed the tile into a spider web of cracks.
The other party's fragile throat was in her hands and she could strangle him to death at any time and anywhere, but Song Zhizhang did not struggle.
Because the person in front of him is Zhu Ning.
She seemed different from before, with an incomprehensible light flickering in her eyes. It was a cold, inorganic light, which was particularly noticeable in the dark bathroom.
Like a pair of eyes of an unknown monster opened in the darkness.
Moreover, she exuded a very strong sense of oppression, and Song Zhizhang instinctively told him not to move, because if he moved, Zhu Ning would really strangle him to death.
"Zhu... Ning?" Song Zhizhang called her, but because his throat was pinched, the voice sounded squeezed out.
Zhu Ning narrowed his eyes, as if realizing who he was, and loosened his fingers, allowing Song Zhizhang to breathe.
Zhu Ning raised his eyebrows and looked at him coldly: "Even if you are the landlord, you can't just walk into my bathroom, right?"
Zhu Ning didn't know what he had been through. He looked very irritable and not easy to mess with. His face was full of words saying, "This is my territory, you are being very impolite."
Song Zhizhang's throat was burning with pain from being pinched, but he didn't get angry even though she was so mean to him. "I'm sorry."
Zhu Ning was in a bad mood, but seemed to be in good spirits.
Zhu Ning was a soft-hearted person, so he looked at him in confusion when he heard this. There were very clear fingerprints on both sides of Song Zhizhang's jaw, and his eyes were red, as if he was about to cry.
Zhu Ning had never seen Song Zhizhang like this before.
Song Zhizhang wanted to ask her what she had experienced, but he didn't know where to start, so he left the bathroom very gentlemanly.
Zhu Ning ignored him and turned on the faucet to wash her face. She stared at herself in the mirror, her face was pale and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.
She had just finished eating the lump of food when Song Zhizhang came in, leaving her no time to observe herself.
Zhu Ning touched the back of her neck and the black mucus disappeared from the surface of her skin. She checked her body and found nothing left except a few wounds. Her broken spine had healed.
There is a very strange lump under the skin of the back of my neck, as if there is something buried inside.
Ever since Zhu Ning knew that he was an experimental subject, a system had formed in his brain that made him very accepting of this thing. After all, they were all parasites, so it didn't matter whether he had one or two.
Zhu Ning didn't have a nosebleed this time, she was just a little irritable. She stared at the mirror, looking at another self, and she was trying to use herself again.
She has changed her mindset and there should be more possibilities for her.
Zhu Ning frowned, and the data stream in her eyes disappeared, as if the screen had been turned off by pressing the power off button. She regained her pair of black pupils, like normal human eyes.
Zhu Ning turned off the faucet and walked out of the bathroom. Song Zhizhang was waiting for her in the living room.
He seemed to be more stimulated than Zhu Ning. His expression was extremely pale, making the finger marks left by Zhu Ning very obvious. He was rubbing his throat.
So weak? She pinched it.
Zhu Ning felt that her thoughts were increasingly drifting towards the tyrant's train of thought, and it was a little difficult to control. She thought about it, and belatedly realized that she felt a little guilty.
She seemed to have almost smashed up the store. Zhu Ning said, "I will compensate you for the loss of the store."
Song Zhizhang: "Okay."
There was no emotion in his voice. How could Song Zhizhang become stupid after only a few hours?
The one who experienced the indescribable strange incident just now was Zhu Ning, not Song Zhizhang.
"Song Zhizhang." Zhu Ning called him.
Song Zhizhang raised his head, feeling a little dizzy, probably because he hadn't recovered yet.
Zhu Ning walked to the opposite side of him. Song Zhizhang didn't know if it was his illusion, but Zhu Ning seemed to have grown taller, or maybe it was just that her eyes were like this, and when she looked straight at him, it was impossible to avoid.
Zhu Ning: "I'm hungry."
"Huh?" Song Zhizhang was still stunned after hearing this.
Zhu Ning looked at him calmly and repeated, "I'm hungry."
Song Zhizhang's brain began to work, a little unsure. What kind of hunger was Zhu Ning feeling? She seemed to be... possibly even going to devour a source of pollution.
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