Chapter 162 Kill Her
Yan Chu stood in front of He Fan's dormitory door and raised his hand to knock on the door.
There was no movement in the room.
Don't want to open the door for her?
Yan Chu curled the corner of his mouth, moved his fingers slightly, and the door lock began to turn by itself with a "click", and the door was opened.
He Fan was facing away from the door. When he heard the noise, he slowly turned around. His black eyes shone coldly in the dim light.
The two looked at each other, the air seemed to be stagnant, and the silence was terrifying.
Potato suddenly flew out and circled around He Fan, his face full of shock, muttering to himself.
[Really... How could this happen? Is there a bug?]
Although Yan Chu knew He Fan's life clearly through the original text, she actually had no idea what he looked like.
The only time was when she first entered the book, when she quickly glanced at the bloody body being carried away.
This is the first time I have met He Fan face to face.
Yan Chu was about to speak when he suddenly saw He Fan's pupils shrink violently, and his hands pressed hard on his temples, his knuckles turning white from the force.
“Ugh—!”
He Fan staggered back two steps and bumped into the wall, the veins on his forehead bulging out in an extremely hideous manner.
Kill her...
A vague voice echoed in his mind.
[That should have been yours...]
"What's wrong with you?" Yan Chu subconsciously took a step forward.
"Get out of here!"
He Fan suddenly became extremely angry. His originally black eyes had completely turned scarlet and were staring at her intently.
His right hand twitched uncontrollably, as if he was trying to strangle someone, or as if he was resisting some instinct.
Kill her...
The sound of breaking echoed deep in his consciousness, as if it was heard through a thick curtain of water, but it made his blood boil uncontrollably.
Yan Chu keenly noticed that He Fan's right hand was twitching abnormally. She frowned and said, "What are you doing..."
Before she finished her words, He Fan's scarlet eyes suddenly focused and locked onto her!
His figure instantly turned into an afterimage and rushed towards her, his scarlet pupils dragging two blood-red streaks in the air!
Yan Chu's eyes flashed, and he subconsciously dodged the opponent's attack, but when he turned sideways, he saw a faster black shadow passing by the edge of his vision and intercepting the attacking hand.
Gu Qinyuan had stood in front of her at some point, his five fingers tightly clasping He Fan's wrist, his eyes frighteningly cold.
He Fan's attack was abruptly stopped, but the violence in his eyes did not diminish but increased. He stared at Yan Chu as if he was looking at some foreign object that must be destroyed, and a low roar came from his throat.
Gu Qinyuan's voice was terribly cold: "Looking for death?"
He Fan's eyes moved, and his focus suddenly locked on the man in front of him with cold eyes.
He instinctively felt an unprecedented sense of terrifying oppression. This man exuded an aura more dangerous than death.
However, the stronger the person, the more...
Spider-web-like bloodshot suddenly appeared on He Fan's arm, then quickly disappeared under the skin.
He stared at their clasped wrists, feeling a strange connection vibrating deep within his veins.
Just then, hurried footsteps were heard in the corridor.
"What happened?"
Su Su appeared at the door carrying a plastic bag full of food, her breathing becoming unstable from running.
Her panicked eyes swept across the mess in the room, finally landing on He Fan's distorted face.
Su Su was stunned, and the plastic bag in her hand fell to the ground with a "bang". She stared at He Fan's blood-red eyes in disbelief.
He Fan's pupils suddenly shrank.
The bloodshot eyes faded at a speed visible to the naked eye and returned to pitch black.
Gu Qinyuan realized that the resistance in his hands also disappeared.
He Fan shook off Gu Qinyuan's hand, his voice terribly hoarse: "Get out, all of you get out."
Yan Chu and Gu Qinyuan exchanged glances, and Gu Qinyuan nodded imperceptibly.
No one noticed that a red line that had just formed on the inside of Gu Qinyuan's right wrist was slowly fading away.
After leaving He Fan, Yan Chu frowned and asked, "Has he ever suddenly gone berserk like this before?"
Gu Qinyuan shook his head: "I monitored him for five days, and he was very calm the whole time, not even saying a word."
If Su Shu hadn't come to see him every day, He Fan could even have stayed in the house alone in a daze for the entire day.
Yan Chu was even more confused: "Then what happened to him just now? Why did he attack me as soon as he saw me?"
"I don't know," Gu Qinyuan's eyes were gloomy, "I think you two didn't know each other before."
Yan Chu shook his head: "Of course I don't know him."
In this world line, she has never played the role of a vicious female supporting character for a single day. Even if He Fan still has memories, they should be complete strangers now.
"And is he really not a zombie? His eyes turned red just now." Yan Chu asked doubtfully.
"This is what I find strange. He's indeed dead, but he's not completely a zombie," Gu Qinyuan's eyes flickered. "If I must say, his condition is a bit similar to that monster at Tomorrow's Base."
Yan Chu frowned. "But Yuan Lin's outburst was caused by him absorbing the power of a human crystal core as a human, so he couldn't control himself. This guy..."
Having said that, Yan Chu suddenly realized something and his eyes lit up.
"In that case, I'll go find Ji Liang tomorrow to see what's going on with him."
**
Ever since he learned the cruel truth about studying humans and absorbing human crystal cores, Ji Liang felt as if his soul had been sucked out. He curled up in a dim room all day long, like a walking corpse, spending his days in a daze.
He lost his friends, his goals, his shelter, and even indirectly caused the deaths of hundreds of thousands of people at the base.
Every time he closed his eyes, the screams from the night the base was destroyed would ring in his ears.
Living has become a torment for him.
In the room, Ji Liang sat at the desk, the sharp blade in his hand glowing coldly under the desk lamp.
He slowly brought the blade to his wrist.
Just one light cut and it's all over.
His life is both atonement and compensation.
Ji Liang gritted his teeth and was about to row down when there was a sudden knock on the door of the room.
The sudden knock on the door startled him, and the blade fell to the ground with a clang, which was particularly harsh in the silent room.
"Ji Liang, are you there?"
Yan Chu's voice came through the door.
Ji Liang hurriedly picked up the blade, stuffed it under the book, slapped his pale cheeks hard, and then opened the door tremblingly.
Yan Chu looked at him, then curled his lips: "Ji Liang, I have something to ask of you, can you help me?"
Ji Liang was stunned for a moment, then nodded subconsciously: "What help do you need? Tell me."
Yan Chu told him everything about He Fan.
"I want you to help me see if He Fan is in the same situation as Yuan Lin."
When he heard the name "Yuan Lin", Ji Liang's pupils trembled violently.
His eyes dimmed a little, and he lowered his eyes and shook his head: "Sorry, I... I don't want to study this anymore."
Yan Chu raised her eyebrows slightly, and with a movement of her hand, a black shadow flashing with cold light suddenly flew into her hand.
Ji Liang looked closely and found that it was the blade he had just hidden under the book!
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