Chapter 437 The Untold Stories About Me and the Snake (62)



"How can you be so sure it was man-made and not a natural disaster?"

When Tong Su asked this question, her voice was a little hoarse. In fact, she had already accepted the result in her heart. Connecting Professor Hua's memories with Wu Ming's memories, everything made sense.

Ye Chenxi, a peerless genius of the Special Forces, encountered an accident during a mission in 2008. All his teammates were killed in battle, and he fell into the hands of the Mingwang.

The deceased made a phone call to someone and clearly mentioned that it was that person's information that enabled them to successfully capture Ye Chenxi.

Ye Chenxi underwent a cruel surgery, with his horns severed, limbs amputated, scales pulled out, and tendons removed, destroying all his characteristics as a dragon.

Therefore, the dragon fell, and thus, all was lost.

His memories were erased, his body was completely destroyed, and he was rebuilt in extreme pain. His superpowers were transformed from a dragon into a snake, and he became the experimental subject of the Death Jiazi.

From then on.

Ye Chenxi is dead.

The one who survived was Wu Ming.

Ten years later, she and he met again in a prison cell in the dark.

So the officer said the base was built for Wu Ming.

That's why his status and position were so special in the Death Base.

Therefore, Wu Ming's mind is always unstable, and he often has breakdowns.

Therefore, he was covered in surveillance, restrictions, and nanolocks, and was never truly treated like a human being.

Darkness.

Wu, meaning black.

"冥" means death.

Wu Ming was a name synonymous with infamy. He was tainted with infamy, and the best ten years of his life were wasted in his death.

He emerged from the darkness.

He was with death.

Professor Hua's weary figure slowly emerged, and he took out a torn piece of paper.

The paper was torn, stained with dirt and grime, and even more so, three large, crooked characters written in blood.

—There is a traitor.

“This is Chenxi’s handwriting. I taught him it from a young age, so he would never mistake it. This is my dream. I can sense the information on that piece of paper, so I can conjure it up. But in reality, I would have no way of finding it.”

Professor Hua covered his face in anguish: "Traitor! There's a traitor among us! I don't know who the traitor is, and I don't even dare to report it. I firmly believe that Shen Xi is not dead, but how can I say it out loud? If the traitor finds out, how will they torture Shen Xi?"

His voice was blank and suppressed, filled with helplessness and regret: "Back then, I shouldn't have let him go! All these years, I've regretted it. I've tried to find him, tried so many ways, but I can't find him..."

Professor Hua suddenly raised his head and stared intently at Tong Su.

"The moment you appeared, I sensed something was off. I thought you were an undercover agent trying to contact a traitor, so I kept an eye on you. But then he appeared... and I recognized Shen Xi at a glance! That's the child I raised from childhood! Even if his powers turned into snakes, even if he grew up and completely changed, I could still be sure that it was Shen Xi!"

His voice was dry and hoarse, each sound like a lament.

Tong Su grasped Wu Ming's hand, turned her head, and asked cautiously, "Do you want to see him?"

She and Wu Ming watched all of Professor Hua's memories together. The man remained silent, and his expression didn't even change.

The more he held her hand, the tighter he gripped it, revealing the turmoil in his heart.

When Professor Hua appeared, she deliberately blocked Wu Ming from seeing him.

Professor Hua didn't hear Tong Su ask Wu Ming's voice; he was still crying.

Wu Ming stared intently at Professor Hua.

His memories were chaotic, mostly consisting of jumbled lines and color blocks. Whenever he tried to think, his entire sea of ​​consciousness would erupt, even causing him to lose his mind.

Therefore, he rarely thinks.

Until she appeared.

Like a beam of light that suddenly appeared, warm and sweet, it shone into his gloomy, depressed, and collapsing consciousness.

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