Chapter 107 The Day the Plan Went Off Track/Happy Birthday
"You've slept enough, wake up."
…Who is it?
“Wake up!”
The vision gradually became clear. The young man in military uniform and long white hair who was lying on the black sofa turned his head and his eyes fell on the young man with long dark blue hair in the darkness.
The young man looked at him deeply, his expression was a little complicated for a moment, but soon, he pulled the corners of his mouth with a forced smile, and his pale face was illuminated by the faint light, like a demon.
"You're tired like a dog, you might as well kneel down before them. At least your face can still be seen."
The young man had a slender and handsome figure, but his face was very tender. His beautiful amber eyes sparkled behind his hair, and his face looked very young, with a strange childishness.
"…You're still so mean, Yule."
Qian Jianmu smiled and slowly sat up from the sofa.
The comfort after a good sleep made my limbs relax, and the headache from days of running around was slightly relieved. I felt lazy and just wanted to sleep in the dark.
This is a special prison with pitch-black walls and no headlights. Only small lights are enclosed within the walls, just enough for people to see clearly.
Next to this room is an ultra-high-tech technology room. Through the special glass, you can see the light flashing with data inside.
The two rooms are connected by an iron door that is more than 20 centimeters thick. Now the iron door is open, connecting the two enclosed spaces.
Although he had to come over every cycle to 'check' on the condition of the critically ill Deep Blue Yule, most of the time, he just came over to have a good sleep.
Of course he will also pay a certain amount of compensation.
Yule was obviously used to it and rolled his eyes at him.
"When you are no longer useful, I will eat you up bite by bite."
After saying this, he grinned, his exceptionally sharp shark teeth revealing a dangerous sharpness.
For Yule, the word eaten, was not a threat.
He actually ate it.
An extremely dangerous hazardous substance, one of the seven man-made gods, a genius whose appearance is unknown to outsiders, the life of the 24-year-old young man Yule is a sticky blend of darkness and blood.
“You can’t eat it now, right?”
Rubbing the dull pain between his eyebrows, his eyes fell on Yur's face. A black mesh bite stopper covered most of his face. His hair fell on the bite stopper, raising a smooth angle.
Although he is in a wheelchair, Yule is not disabled.
When humans tame wild beasts, they usually just put them in a cage and put a collar on them. However, Yule was too special, so special that ordinary methods of taming him were completely useless.
When trapped in a cage, he would try to die by banging his head against the bars; when put on a collar, he would strangle himself with the collar.
He once tried to break his neck, gnawed his wrist artery until the bone was exposed, and bit off his tongue countless times, even having his tongue bitten off from the root. He now uses an artificial bionic product.
The experiments he conducted as a teenager brought out his intelligence to the extreme, but at the same time, they also left him with very cruel sequelae, making him irritable, moody, sharp, eccentric, and cruel.
He would die in his dream if he fell asleep for five minutes. The sunlight would make his whole body allergic. The sudden strong light would cause his heart to beat too fast and he would die suddenly. His obsession with death turned into some kind of mental illness, which almost took away his sanity. If he encountered a tall building, he would jump off without a care in the world. If he encountered a knife, he would stab himself with it without a care in the world. He would self-mutilate, commit suicide, and become exhausted.
In order to prevent him from dying, his superiors put him in a straitjacket. After he was unable to hurt himself, he began to hurt others crazily.
It was just an everyday chat, a meeting in which both the host and the guest had a great time. The cute and pretty boy handed over the gift in a friendly manner. When the gift fell in the guest's hand and the guest picked it up, the boy pounced on the guest and bit off his throat. When he was caught, he was still chewing the flesh and laughing.
This happened when he was a teenager.
The older he got, the more extreme he became.
Pouring scalding hot water on someone's face for no reason, stabbing a fork from the eye to the brain, hanging someone from the door with a rope made of wire, or grabbing someone's hair and banging it against the wall until the skull shattered.
No matter who it is, no matter how he treats them, no matter whether they are men or women, old or weak, as long as they appear in front of him, as long as he is suddenly in a bad mood, he will think of a way to carry out the next massacre.
The people who took care of him couldn't last more than a month. In the end, they would tremble and go into shock just by hearing his name. Even if he did nothing, his existence itself would make people lose the desire to live, forcing others to die one by one.
The higher-ups tried every possible way to restrict his movements, and the best way they finally adopted was to tie him to a wheelchair, put him in a straitjacket, restrict the movement of his limbs, wear a bite arrester, and lock him in a transparent glass studio for 24-hour surveillance. All guards and wardens had to wear armor made of special metal that could withstand bullet attacks.
"When values are above all else, there will always be people who will ignore what you do and do whatever it takes to keep you alive."
So no matter what he did, no one would let him die.
He will live forever, and live in excruciating pain forever.
"You think this thing can stop me?"
Hearing Qian Jianmu's words, he laughed strangely, and a weird smile appeared under the bite stopper.
Of course he could get away with it, but there was no point in just going out, he had to wait for the right moment, for his next victim.
Qian Jianmu didn't care. He held up his face and watched him calmly as he controlled the wheelchair to slide towards the water platform with a purpose, and then gave him a purposeful look.
His danger level is so high that even his physiological needs, except for sleep, have been replaced by technology. The latest nutritional supplements developed can be absorbed with the highest efficiency, and they only need to be replenished and excreted once in a long time.
However, he likes sweet taste very much. In order to reduce the frequency of excretion, he rarely eats, let alone sweets.
The restraints only gave him a few centimeters of room to move, and his arms and hands were completely trapped in the metal. After all, he couldn't even pour himself a glass of water. Receiving his gaze, Qian Jianmu, who had been admiring him with evil intentions for a while, stood up and poured him some water.
Seeing him coming, Yule observed for a while and said quietly:
"Haven't you grown taller in a long time?"
"……Shut up."
"You're already 21 years old, what are you expecting? Just accept it, this is the height you'll be in your lifetime." Yule kept chattering.
"Hello……"
"So fierce... I won't say anything, just add more sugar."
Sighing helplessly, Qianjianmu took away the cup and began to pour syrup into it.
"I can't give you too much, unless you want to be forced to change clothes."
There was only a bottom layer of water in the transparent cup, which was matched with syrup in a ratio of almost 1:1. He inserted the straw and fed it to his mouth.
"Just in time, I'm ready for my next performance."
Yule took a look at the pitiful amount of syrup, said a few more words unwilling to admit defeat, then bit the straw obediently and sipped it bit by bit.
Normally no one talks to him. Every time Qian Jianmu comes, he is surrounded and chattered for a long time. The people speak in a rude way. He is obviously very smart but he just pretends that he can't understand the expressions on others' faces. But every time when it was time to replenish sugar, he would close his mouth, lower his eyes, and suck on it carefully, in small sips.
At this time, this guy is so obedient that it's scary.
Watching him drink up all the water, Qian Jianmu took back the cup to prevent it from becoming a weapon again. However, he took the straw away and it fell into his hand. Qian Jianmu took a look but did not stop him.
Passing through the thick door, this is Yule's world.
Virtual screens are everywhere, the bright white lights are blinding, and a large amount of information and data are circulating back and forth. Sitting in such a room for even just one day will drive a person crazy. Moreover, Yuel's physical characteristics mean that he does not need to rest. Work can keep him thinking and keep him away from spontaneous brain death (death immediately after stopping thinking).
He suffered from a mental illness and wanted to die, but he didn't want to die quietly, so he survived.
It costs a huge amount of money every year just to save him, but compared with his talent, the money becomes insignificant.
He is a monster, a genius among monsters, a monster among geniuses.
The model and structure of the latest judgment AI, the model and structure of the experimental all-powerful AI goddess, the second-generation crow-type autonomous monitor, 30% of the medical machinery drawings on the market, 10% of the industrial machinery drawings, as well as the maintenance and regulation of intelligent systems in the past decade or so, are almost all based on his talent and theory.
There is no need for sleep, and active thinking runs aimlessly in this small space, but it is used to the maximum extent through control and monitoring, and the situation of the whole world is silently grasped.
Qian Jianmu closed his eyes, feeling a headache from the pressure of the large amount of information forced into his field of vision. However, Yuer slid in as if it was normal. His brain waves could directly control these machines. In a flash, the virtual screens all over the sky were switched to the parts that Qian Jianmu could understand.
A girl with white hair appeared on the screen.
Long white hair, closed eyes, lying on the bed.
Qian Jianmu looked at the girl deeply, and when he turned his head, Yuer was looking at him quietly. Noticing his gaze, he rolled his eyeballs and adjusted the screen to the current research progress of major technologies. He introduced the general situation for a while as if nothing had happened. This was a necessary itinerary for their meeting, and Qian Jianmu had to use this to get the job done.
The screen flashed very quickly, with each page staying for less than a second. Qian Jianmu remembered everything in his mind. He was a little distracted, but fortunately his body was functioning and nothing was seriously wrong.
"You're almost 22, right? Tomorrow?"
Everything was over, Yul suddenly asked.
“…After a few months, why ask this?”
He didn't know his birthday, his so-called birthday, the date he joined the orphanage, and the year, month and day when his bone age was calculated.
"Is your plan coming to an end?" Yule narrowed his eyes and said in a subtle tone, "The workload has suddenly increased, and the sleep has decreased. You were not there when Xiao Qian (Shijian Chidori) was taken away a year ago. I thought you should have calmed down after killing someone in the lab... It seems that you haven't?"
"What are you talking about?" The white-haired young man crossed his shoulders and raised his eyebrows.
"No, nothing."
The wheelchair turned around and the young man faced the screen again. The screen was switching rapidly at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.
"I have done everything you asked me to do. I will never underestimate you, Xiaomu. You are different from us. Do you understand?"
“…We are no different.”
"No, people like us ..."
He suddenly laughed sarcastically:
"People like us don't care about anything. We don't care what Xiao Qian is taken away for, and we don't care what Luo Lan is going to do next. We don't care even if we die. We don't mind killing each other if necessary. We have no friendship or emotion, no courtesy or shame, but you are different."
“…”
"You care about us too much."
"I……"
"Forget it, you can't say anything nice. Time's up, close the door and get out."
He seemed to be just talking on a whim, and when he was done, he waved his hand and told him to go away.
The screen in the upper right corner displayed a line of time. The time was ticking and his "visiting" time had arrived.
The dark blue-haired young man seemed to be suddenly angry. He turned his back to him, his eyes jumping between different screens, and Qianjianmu could not understand the complicated operations.
However, Qian Jianmu still had something to say, and he smiled.
"It's okay, you can just keep going like this."
Not caring about anything, acting recklessly, and using their own talents to fight against the whole world, it's not bad to continue like this. Anyway, for them, any way of life is the same.
Thinking of this, Qian Jianmu closed his mouth, adjusted his silver-white military uniform, tapped his toes twice, and turned around neatly.
Will we meet again?
He was thinking about this, a little absent-minded.
The boots stepped on the ground, tap-tat-tat. The night was very quiet and the slightest sound seemed particularly loud. Qian Jianmu also has to calculate future work. In addition to Yule, he also needs to check a special protection subordinate. There is still a lot of work to do, and he cannot sleep before the deadline.
The reason he slept so soundly this time was because he hadn't slept for four days.
There was so little time, he had to keep moving forward and stay calm. Use drugs to maintain spirits, energy drugs, stimulants, all injected into the body, lift spirits, and then complete them one by one.
Being tired doesn't kill you, but stopping can.
It's almost over, please be patient.
Thinking of this, he walked to the iron gate facing outward and stood still, but did not open it.
"……?"
A subtle feeling of strangeness arose from the bottom of my heart.
The white-haired young man raised his bright golden eyes and looked in the direction of the surveillance camera. However, right in front of his eyes, the light representing the surveillance camera suddenly went out.
The lights outside the cell began to disappear bit by bit, and the only remaining light source was the transparent glass room that belonged to Yule and was closed when he left.
The exaggerated screen was still switching, and on the screen facing him, a screen image of the entire dungeon appeared, as if it was a level in a mini-game, with a tiny dot of light wandering in the huge circuit.
"… Yule?"
"uh-huh?"
Yule made a nasal sound without looking back, not surprised that he didn't leave.
"You want to stop me?"
"Ah... not all of them?"
The young man made a strange nasal sound and muttered softly:
"Ha, I warned you, we don't care."
The tiny dot of light moved to a small square. Qian Jianmu heard the sound of smoke ejectors activated around the cell. White smoke dissipated in the air, and a slightly bitter taste rose to the root of his tongue. He held his breath.
"I'm sorry, Xiao Qian asked me to do this first, but this should be the next step in your plan, right?"
This was something Qian Jianmu had not expected.
The reason why he gave the technical part to Yule without reservation was because this guy didn't care. He naturally thought that Yule wouldn't care what he did and naturally wouldn't stop his actions.
Yet something seemed to have gone wrong.
"Luo Lan will join the project next week. I'm sorry. Although I'm not sorry at all, it was indeed me who blocked your message. You are really outrageous. You want to destroy the government. What's the next step? Rescue Xiao Qian and commit suicide to dig out the chip? Don't you really know what kind of scum we are? If you let us out, the world will be in chaos, right? Oh oh oh, you don't care at all..."
The drug climbed up to the brain. It was an anesthetic specially made for Yule, which kept the brain functioning while losing control of the body.
In order not to harm Yule's brain, the dosage of the drug was calculated very precisely, but Yule released it without regard for the consequences this time. Even though he had received drug resistance training, he could not hold on for long.
“…You are not…”
The huge confusion made him dazed, and he didn't dare to think about what would happen next.
"You don't know, right? Xiao Qian told us this before she left, huh?"
Behind the transparent screen, the young man in the wheelchair turned around. Although the one-way glass prevented him from seeing the situation here, he still looked at Qianjianmu keenly.
A face was hidden in the shadows, and his expression could not be seen clearly, but his tone was more friendly and cheerful than ever before:
"Xiao Qian said that you have to live no matter what. We don't really understand, but we don't care whether you live or die. We have to do what we promised, right? And, besides the fact that you won't die, the future direction is in my calculations, and there is no difference with you dying, okay? Oh, by the way, Xiao Qian said that she doesn't want to be saved by you, haha, she is smarter than you! She told me that I had to tell you at this time!"
His vision went dark as Qian Jianmu sat on the ground exhausted, his fingers digging into his skin, but the pain did not alleviate his weakness.
"We've been patient enough. The beast is about to be released. Everyone has waited for so long... finally..."
There was a hint of blood in the tone of the young man wearing the bite device. But the next moment, his moody nerves kicked in and his tone calmed down again:
"Since this is our last meeting, I have a lot to say... But I won't say any more. I'm afraid your brain won't be able to understand it. You still have a lot of time in the future, so think about it slowly."
Minding himself, he muttered.
"Well, let's say goodnight one last time, shall we? I haven't said goodnight to anyone yet... Oh, the last person who said goodnight to me was killed by me, haha."
The body gradually became weak, and the remaining five senses were barely functioning.
Why...why am I sleepy? The brain should stay awake, right?
This feeling, is it Lilith's...drug?
……Why? Obviously, no one has changed when I left.
Yule's voice suddenly lost its frivolity and sarcasm, and became deeper and more cautious than ever before, ringing in his ears like a farewell:
"Good night, Xiaomu."
…
Dark, dark.
The resistance to Lilith's drug is very high, but the resistance to Yul's special anesthetic is too weak.
Qian Jianmu opened his eyes, but his body could not move. He was surrounded in the center and went up along the long transparent underwater elevator.
seabed……
The dark, deep, dark blue sea bottom.
Explosion!
"Protect Mr. Mu!"
The guards held his arms tightly.
"That gentleman blew up the lower end of the submarine elevator!"
"Mad man! He's committing suicide!"
...Yule?
…
Dark, dark, dark.
"We have temporarily lost Teweiji's contact information..."
“But he’s still working!”
"…Research and development cannot be interrupted. Back up the data and keep everything else as it is."
"Mother Goddess Caroline contacted me, asking about Mr. Mu's whereabouts..."
"Let's follow Mr. Mu's plan first. The antidote is ready!"
"Mr. Mu, please be patient, it may hurt a little."
It won't hurt him.
Yule's anesthetic, in order to promote brain function, will be very painful when inhaling the anesthetic and injecting the antidote, but he feels almost no pain.
But it hurts a bit...
Where does it hurt...
So sleepy...
Dark, dark, dark, dark.
…
…
"Are you awake?"
The pretty red-haired woman leaned down and gently poked his cheek.
"Xiao Mu, are you angry?"
“…”
"I'm sorry, we went too far, but we didn't mean to single Xiaomu out! How about getting up and having afternoon tea?"
She faced the sunlight and smiled warmly.
No...something is going to happen...the plan...the plan is completely, completely off track...!
"But, except for the fact that you didn't die, everything else was determined by fate." Yul's voice sounded again: "If you leave a mess for others without permission, you should also be prepared to be left with a mess, right?"
…
"Don't be in a daze while drinking tea, okay?"
"Caroline...why...?"
He picked up the teacup mechanically, his body completely out of control.
"Well, my child brought me the 'instructions'."
The red-haired woman looked at him with a smile:
"Very useful, my children?"
"Let's have one last chat. Happy 22nd birthday?"
His birthday isn't today at all...
His real birthday is today?
How did they know his real birthday?
Dark, dark, dark, dark, dark.
How did...it come to this point today?
He has worked very hard, and everyone is moving according to plan...
in the end……
"Best wishes for tomorrow."
On the bed, Qian Jianmu suddenly opened his eyes, the girl's voice still echoing in his ears.
After a brief suffocation, he covered his mouth. His intense breathing made his body sweat profusely and his lungs ached. The phantom pain in the dream spread to his body. He clenched his teeth and suppressed his shouts in his chest.
Nightmare...nightmare?
Xia Youjie was sleeping soundly. He hadn't slept for two days and one night. It was not noticeable during the day, but he was indeed tired. Chijianmu looked at Geto Suguru on the ground, and after a long time, he let out a breath.
There was a knock on the window.
Boom, boom, boom.
The six-eyed son of God stood outside the window. Even though he was in the dark, his eyes without sunglasses were still calm and deep. He tapped the window with his fingertips, and when he saw him looking at him, he tilted his head and pointed behind him with his thumb.
"come out."
He lip-synced like this.
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