Chapter 62 4000 Nutrient Solution Plus (Two-in-One) "Goodbye...
Although he expected that the person who would come to pick him up would be Vermouth, when he actually saw the Thousand-Faced Witch appear in front of him, Zhu Fushimi was still inevitably surprised.
What about Vermouth bringing back a fake Mezcal's corpse... He just thought that kind of Onion news was a joke. With Mezcal's strength, how could he die at Vermouth's hands in just two or three days? And on his own territory?
I don’t know whether this rumor is an insult to Mezcal’s strength or an insult to Vermouth’s eyesight.
But no matter what, Vermouth shouldn't be here at this time.
Noticing Zhu Fujingguang's surprise, the beautiful female star curled her lips into an emotionless smile: "That's because before your matter, everything else has to take a back seat, my..."
The young man with cat eyes could not hear the last term clearly because he had fallen into a coma.
In the last moment before losing consciousness, Zhu Fujingguang wanted to complain that since they were going to knock him out, what was the point of sending a message and letting Vermouth appear in front of him.
When he regained consciousness, he didn't open his eyes immediately. Instead, he closed them and took in his surroundings. It was completely silent. There was no sound of medical equipment or other large instruments operating as he had expected, nor was there any breathing from another living being. Beneath him lay soft bedding, and the air was filled with an old yet luxurious aroma.
After waiting for about half an hour and seeing no change, Zhu Fujingguang finally opened his eyes and found himself in a very familiar room - at least the decoration was familiar, except for the huge display screen in the center of the room that looked out of place.
After observing for a while, Zhu Fu Jingguang walked to the bookshelf and opened the notebook on the bookshelf. As expected, he saw densely packed notes with neat handwriting. Even with many marks, it did not look messy.
The huge display screen flashed at this moment, and then a huge crow's head suddenly appeared.
This phenomenon, which could almost be called supernatural, did not surprise Zhu Fujingguang at all. He just put the notebook back in its place and sat down quietly on the mahogany chair opposite the display screen.
The crow's head was pleased by his well-behaved attitude. Its eyes, originally bright red to the point of being dangerous, flashed and turned into a luxurious emerald green. An old and kind male voice came from its beak that didn't even open or close: "Good boy, I'm really pleased that you can still maintain this attitude even now."
The crow's head turned slightly, seemingly looking at the bookshelf that Zhu Fu Jingguang had just flipped through. "He was my most beloved child, but unfortunately, God is jealous of his talent... And you, in all these years, are the only one who makes me feel like him. So I thought that if you could leave a child, his bloodline would be continued."
Zhu Fujingguang still maintained a meek expression, revealing a little bit of surprise, but in fact his silence was almost deafening: a script even older than the rich family recruiting a son-in-law appeared!
While feeling sickened by his boss's words, he worried about whether Bourbon would be tied up and imprisoned with him. Although the public security's general offensive was imminent, some things were easier to do as a code member. Someone would also be needed to act as an insider on that day. Compared to Tennessee, who had only recently switched sides, Bourbon was undoubtedly the one who would take on the most important role.
Whether thinking from the perspective of public security or understanding Fūya Rei's style of doing things, Zhu Fushimizu knew that the other party must still be wearing the Bourbon skin that is loyal to the organization and ambitious, until this mask and the organization, this behemoth, are completely destroyed.
But before he could think about how to convey the message to Bourbon, the boss's next words made Zhu Fushigi Jingguang show his genuine shock.
"Although the aura is still not very obvious, a great being has been conceived within your body. Good boy, good boy, both you and Bourbon."
The repeated "good boy" fully demonstrated the boss's satisfaction, and almost made Zhu Fujingguang lose control of his expression.
Connecting the two sentences, everyone can understand what "great existence" refers to. Moreover, no one knows better than Zhu Fujingguang how eager the boss was to match Bourbon, which has a 100% compatibility with Scotland.
He'd always speculated about the balance of power within the organization. After learning about the effects of "Safray" from Mescal and speculating that the boss wanted to control him and Bourbon, he'd never considered the possibility of having a child. After all, while he'd accepted his second gender as an omega, he'd never considered the possibility of conceiving a child.
Moreover, compared to the hypocritical statement of "wanting to leave a bloodline for the child who died young", Zhu Fujingguang believes that if this fake child really has the possibility of coming to the world, it is very likely that he will still become a tragic experimental subject.
Yes, fake children.
Even though the boss announced this "good news" with such joyful and satisfied words, Zhu Fujingguang knew that there was no second life in his body.
That night, Rei Furuya only temporarily marked him. According to what they'd learned in the physiology class before 1207, the higher the compatibility between Ao, the harder it was to create life. This was especially true with Rei Furuya's 100% compatibility, which meant that only a permanent marking could create life. However, inversely proportional to this difficulty, past examples had proven that children born in this way inherited the best aspects of both parents.
So it was obvious why Boss came to this conclusion—it was the white pill that Mezcal made Scotland take.
Mescal, who used to be from the medical team and knew the existence and origin of the experimental subjects better than Scotland, was able to infer the Boss's true intentions based on the current situation even though he was thousands of miles away. He sent the medicine in time to put Scotland in a relatively safe situation.
Zhu Fujingguang didn't know how he would be treated if the drug hadn't disguised his condition. He might be in even greater danger than he was now, or perhaps there would be unexpected breakthroughs in the danger. Regardless, since he had chosen to trust Mezcal, he was prepared to continue with the current scenario.
Before the screen went black, the crow head made a final statement: "During this period, the most important thing for you is to take good care of your health."
Zhu Fujingguang began to explore the room. Although he knew that his every move was under surveillance, it was only natural that he would be bored and wander around in the limited space without a mobile phone or computer.
Scotland is just obedient. It is very smart and has excellent means. Otherwise, it would not have been able to keep the logistics team running normally in such a chaotic situation.
Thinking of this, Zhu Fujingguang's eyes moved as he stood in front of the bookshelf: the logistics team would probably be taken over again by the winner-takes-all Rum. He hoped that the other party would like the "surprise" he left behind.
Compared with the sample books he had seen in another house before, the books on the bookshelf had all been read by people, especially the medical books, which had quite a lot of notes on them.
But after just a cursory glance at two rows, Zhu Fu Jingguang began to frown. Due to the limited development of medical theory in the last century, the contents of these books seemed a bit absurd to modern people. What's more, the notes contained some seemingly far-fetched conjectures, such as cell rejuvenation and using brain waves to transfer memories to younger bodies...
It's creepy to watch.
Zhu Fujingguang thought back to the portrait of a young man he had seen in the oil painting gallery. He was gentle and intellectual, and it was impossible to tell that he had such a crazy inner self. However, thinking that he was probably Boss's son or grandson, sharing the same bloodline, it was not surprising.
In addition to the built-in camera and microphone on the display screen, Zhu Fujingguang also found a bug under the desk and a surveillance camera in the gap between the wardrobes. The door was naturally locked, but there was something unusual about the wall next to it, which might be a movable device.
After making sure that he had explored almost everything he could under surveillance, Zhu Fu Jingguang returned to the bookshelf and began to flip through the notebooks one by one.
If those books with only notes on them had already made Zhu Fujingguang feel horrified and realized that these might be the beginning of organizing human experiments, then these neatly written notes now completely revealed this abyss to him.
Through these seemingly disorganized, yet in fact clearly thought-out, lab notes, he could see how this young man, who lived a century ago, used his exceptional intelligence and knowledge to create a bottomless abyss: he experimented on centenarians from his hometown, comparing the activity of cells throughout their bodies. Whenever he found a difference from an ordinary person, he would directly remove that part and preserve it for subsequent experiments; he studied how to transfer the brain or memory of a dying person to a newborn baby, thereby achieving immortality; he compared what combination of pheromones would produce the most perfect child, the ultimate bearer of memories...
Almost all of these things can be linked to what happened to Kato Chinae and himself, and it also made Morofushi Kagemitsu truly understand why the boss needed a child born from the union of Scotland and Bourbon.
Judging from the time when this young man was alive, if the Boss was his direct elder, then his age must be at least 140 years old. Rather than being really so long-lived, Zhu Fujingguang felt that it was more likely that the other party had "changed his body".
It is precisely because there are precedents of successful but not perfect success that the other party will be more eager for a "perfect container".
Now the other party allowed Zhu Fujingguang to view the information. If he didn't believe that Scotland was moved by his hypocritical family drama that had been going on for many years and really became a good child, then... he didn't intend to give him the opportunity to reveal these secrets to the outside world.
At dinnertime, as he'd expected, the wall he'd assumed was equipped with a mechanism began to make mechanical sounds, reminding him of an early elevator. Then, a small window opened in the wall, and a steaming bowl of Japanese food appeared before him on a stand.
He walked over and casually glanced at the back of the stand. It looked like a dark, miniature elevator shaft. After removing the tray of food, the stand didn't disappear immediately.
Zhu Fu Jingguang had no appetite and only ate half of his meal.
Only when the uneaten part was put back on the bracket did it retract and the wall became smooth and flat again.
Perhaps he felt sleepy after eating, and soon the young man with cat eyes yawned and lay on the bed with his eyes closed to rest.
In fact, he was comparing the structural diagram of the house, thinking about where the experimental data or even other experimental subjects were most likely stored, and when he should take action.
Given Morobushi Kagemitsu's current situation, he may only have one chance. Although Matsuda Jinpei said that his bomb is enough to blow up a villa, it would be better to destroy it in a targeted manner.
Such a sinful experiment stained with countless blood cannot be exposed to the sun.
Human nature is the most vulnerable to test.
*
On the first night, Zhu Fujingguang took advantage of the cover of the quilt to assemble the bomb and hid it in a blind spot in the room where there was no surveillance.
Over the next two days, he managed to leave the house for the first time, using the excuse of feeling unwell. On the way to the infirmary for an examination, he saw the interior of the house for the first time. It was indeed a one-to-one replica of the previous one near Tokyo. The only difference was that the servants here... let's just say they were servants. Each one wore an identical mask and never spoke, making Morobushi Kagemitsu feel like the protagonist of a horror movie.
Even the doctor who examined him was like this, which made Zhu Fu Jingguang feel a little regretful. He had originally thought that he would meet Sambuga and might be able to find a breakthrough from him.
However, this time leaving the room allowed him to narrow down his target range. Now he just needed to wait for the right opportunity to end it all completely.
Realizing this, Zhu Fujingguang, who was sitting in the room, felt very calm.
The boss, probably fearing he would get bored, sent some books, painting supplies, and musical instruments into the room, making it seem as if he really knew what kind of people Scotland was and what interests they had.
However, whether it is painting or music, it will reveal a person's true emotions and even thoughts, so Zhu Fujingguang is still reading quietly.
He was halfway through a novel when 1207, who had been silent since the last time he was reminded that he could take the pills Mezcal had sent him, spoke.
"...Is it just a matter of failure?"
So the fingers that were turning the pages stopped at the edge of the book. Although there were clear calluses on it from long-term use of sniper rifles, at this moment it seemed so fragile that it could be cut by the sharp paper.
After coming to this world, the person who accompanied Zhu Fu Jingguang for the longest time was 1207, and the only person he felt sorry for was 1207.
"sorry."
Perhaps feeling that just one sentence wasn't enough to express his guilt, Zhu Fujingguang repeated, "I'm sorry."
1207 was so lively when they first met, but now he has been dragged into this state... and he doesn't even dare to ask, what will happen to 1207 if he fails?
Because Zhu Fujingguang knew very well that no matter what the result of 1207 was, it would not affect his decision in the slightest.
He thought the little system would cry, just like the last time when its favorability plummeted after it indirectly caused Jiang Gu Ling to temporarily mark itself, but he didn't expect 1207 to just remain silent for a long time.
Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed inwardly when he saw that 1207 hadn't responded for such a long time, thinking that the other party probably regretted choosing him as a host. After absentmindedly turning a page of the book, he finally heard it speak.
"Although I said I was number one, I've actually never met any other systems. You're the first person to talk to me as an equal, and you don't make unreasonable demands like the bad hosts in the textbooks. You're also really gentle. When I was excitedly discussing the plot of the movie in your mind, you didn't find me annoying even when I woke you up in the middle of the night. At most, you threatened to tell me a hundred system horror stories the next day..."
The little system spoke slowly, but there was no trace of tears in his voice. He just recounted every little detail of their time together during these days.
At the end, it whispered, "I really don't want you to die."
die.
This word has actually never left Zhu Fu Jingguang's life.
When he was young, he experienced the tragic death of his parents. The dark red color of that night turned into a nightmare that ran through most of his life, and seemed to have laid the tone for his entire life.
After Gai Shouyi was arrested, Zhu Fujingguang joined the organization as an undercover investigator. From then on, his hands were stained with blood, innocent and not innocent... He had forgotten how many lives he had taken with the sniper rifle in his hand. When the bullet shell fell to the ground, another flower of blood bloomed. There would be people who loved it and were excited about it, and there would also be people who couldn't sleep at night because of it.
During that invisible day, Morofushi Kagemitsu heard the news of the deaths of Hagiwara Kenji and Matsuda Jinpei, but he couldn't even attend the funeral.
This is someone else's death.
Then came Morofushi Kagemitsu's own death.
The rooftop of that abandoned building was the place where Morobushi Kagemitsu died.
He could not gamble with the lives of his relatives and friends, he could not afford to gamble, so even though he knew that the hurried footsteps coming from not far behind him belonged to his childhood sweetheart, who had been with him for 19 years, Zhu Fujingguang still resolutely shot himself in the heart.
Then he came to this world. It was a world that was neither familiar nor unfamiliar, filled with people he was familiar with, yet they had strange relationships and identities with each other. Zhu Fujingguang had truly thought he could survive here, but he didn't expect that in the end...
Really didn't expect it?
Zhu Fu Jingguang suddenly asked himself: Did you really not expect that you would still die?
Actually, that's not the case. Personality determines choice. Since when, a deep-rooted view has existed in the depths of Zhufu Jingguang's consciousness: if one day, someone really needs to sacrifice, that person will only be himself, and only himself.
Country, family, childhood influences, friends... these are all more important than "Zhu Fu Jing Guang".
During those long nineteen years, his childhood friend, Furuya Rei, had somewhat sensed this, and so he tried his best to illuminate him with his own light, subconsciously using various means to convey to Morobushi Keimitsu how important Hiro was to Zero. So when he fired that shot on the rooftop, the person Morobushi Keimitsu felt the most guilty about was Furuya Rei.
Perhaps because of this guilt, Zhu Fujingguang can no longer compensate the original world's Furuya Rei in any way. So, whether for public or private reasons, he will try his best to help this world's Furuya Rei realize his ideals.
When he first heard the requirements of Mission 1207, he was secretly delighted for his unacknowledged love. Later, when his feelings were exposed by Jinpei Matsuda, Morobushi Kagemitsu finally faced up to his feelings for Rei Furuya. However, it was precisely this recognition that started his endless suffering.
…Actually, it’s not just painful.
When Rei Furuya took his first photo in Europe, when Rei Furuya told "Cat" that he wanted to go see the sky of Nagano with him, when the two of them tortured each other by buying clothes in the mall and then laughed at each other, when they leaned on the railing of the observation deck and said they would rush back to save the pot of beef soup, when Rei Furuya made a heart with cooling stickers on the back of his T-shirt and drew a Q-version avatar, when they both pressed the ringing button slowly...
In these seemingly insignificant moments, Zhu Fujingguang could truly feel happy.
That's enough.
Although there are still many regrets, at least there was warmth in the past, which is enough for him to face death calmly.
As one of the organization's core experimental subjects, Scotland was unsuitable for living in the light after the organization's demise, and would also bring countless troubles and dangers to those he cared about. Therefore, using his life to bury this dark behemoth was simply the most cost-effective deal.
After a long silence, Zhu Fujingguang could only repeat 1207's words of retention, which were mixed with countless heavy emotions, like a person who had lost the ability to express himself completely in language.
"sorry."
*
The right opportunity came one evening.
A barely audible gunshot rang out from the left rear of the house. This building was likely over a century old, so the soundproofing wasn't particularly good. The quietness was usually achieved thanks to the sound-absorbing carpet and the silent servants.
The former sniper, who was most familiar with the sound of gunfire, looked at the sound and confusion clearly appeared in his eyes. But in the end, probably thinking that he couldn't get out, he could only lower his head to read again. However, his left hand, which was lowered and raised from time to time, proved that he was not immersed in reading.
Something had quietly been added to his clothes.
The gunshots outside became more and more frequent, and even explosions were heard from time to time.
When the hour hand of the wall clock pointed to "6", the wall opened on time again to deliver the meal, but at the same time, Zhu Fu Jingguang also heard the sound of the lock of the door being turned from the outside for the first time, which had been silent for many days.
Without thinking for a second, Zhu Fu Jingguang threw the food on the stand aside, smashed the stand with a tray, and jumped sideways into the bottomless space that was like an elevator shaft.
At that moment, the shrill alarm sounded throughout the house.
Hands, feet, and back, he took turns using these three fulcrums to prevent himself from falling too fast. Fortunately, the space was narrow enough. When his heels sensed that the thickness of the wall was wrong, the cat-eyed young man supported the wall with both hands, exerted force with his waist, and kicked away a movable wall before his feet were about to lose consciousness.
Several people wearing white coats and identical masks turned their heads and looked over.
He didn't have time to care about how creepy the scene was. Morobushi Kagemitsu was focused on the fact that they were trying to move some stacked boxes filled with strange pieces of meat and transparent cabinets full of corpses. Even though the face of the corpse in one of the cabinets was slightly deformed, he still recognized it at a glance - it was Kato China.
Feeling uncomfortable in his stomach, Zhu Fujingguang took out the first bomb, threw it forward, and immediately let it fall and explode.
The bomb that Matsuda Jinpei had proudly introduced exploded. Even though Morobushi Kagemitsu had already fallen a distance when it actually exploded, he still felt a sharp pain in his chest from the impact of the aftermath, and his ears were buzzing, making it almost impossible for him to hear anything.
This house was indeed more than what was visible on the ground. By the time Zhu Fujingguang stopped falling, it was at least five stories high from his room.
Now there seemed to be solid walls on all sides, including under his feet. Even Zhu Fushimizu could do nothing without hot weapons, and he didn't want to use his last bomb rashly.
Just as he was thinking about whether he should climb up and find another way down, perhaps due to the chain reaction caused by the bomb just now, Zhu Fu Jingguang felt as if half of the house was collapsing with crackling fire.
Morufushi Kagemitsu: “…” Matsuda is sometimes a little too modest.
He hid in the corner and avoided the collapse. He then struggled to pull the stones and wood off his body, and once again felt that it was a good thing that this was an old house, otherwise he would have been knocked unable to move by now.
After the collapse, the sky above his head and the room below his feet were revealed before his eyes.
Zhu Fujingguang could see people coming in the distance. Although he couldn't see their faces clearly, judging from their clothes, they were probably public security officers.
Time was running out. The young man with cat eyes coughed and endured the taste of blood in his throat as he turned over and walked down the room.
It was a database. Everything was locked and protected by bulletproof glass. Zhu Fujingguang had no way to look through it, and he couldn't understand the naming method. Just as he was hesitating, he finally found one of the files named "Shafulai".
Zhu Fu Jingguang stroked the last bomb in his hand and originally wanted to detonate it directly, but after thinking about it, he turned over and returned to the position where he had just been.
Maybe it rained today, the orange-red sunset and the flames that were visible spreading everywhere were connected together, making it difficult for him to distinguish the boundary.
But compared to the sky that seemed to be on fire, the light gold reflected in the sea-blue cat's eyes was what occupied Zhu Fu Jingguang's entire attention.
Furutani Rei, who was rushing over here, was still wearing the classic Bourbon suit, but his face no longer had the usual ease of Bourbon, only disbelief and panic remained - he clearly saw Morobushi Kagemitsu sitting right above the database.
At the same time, a notification sounded in Zhufu Jingguang's mind, announcing the end of everything: "The organization has been destroyed, Furuya Zero's favorability is less than 100, the mission has failed, and the data will be cleared soon!"
It seemed as if warm liquid was flowing across his face. Zhu Fujingguang blinked his blurry eyes and took a last serious look at the sky and Furuya Ling.
Then detonate the bomb and throw it hard into the database.
Before a huge explosion sounded and his body seemed to be controlled by something to fall into the sea of fire, he smiled and said to the blond man who was being held tightly by several subordinates.
"Goodbye, Zero."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
