Chapter 87 The Vampire "Soothe you, sweetie, shh..."
Sang Li was certain that she had indeed drunk his blood.
However, this idea popped into my head suddenly.
She hadn't thought of this before.
Just now, it was as if I suddenly had an epiphany.
The color of blood surfaced from the depths of her memory, like bubbles rising from the bottom of a dark lake, gradually staining her memories red. She moved closer to Lu Jin's chest, sniffing deeply, as if searching for a familiar scent. She didn't think she had any vampire attributes; she didn't like duck blood, pig blood, chicken blood, or blood tofu—she disliked all blood.
But in the confined space, she seemed to hear Lu Jin's heart pounding.
Blood vessels, veins...
Could it be a lingering effect of biting someone?
No, that's not right. When I bit someone last time, I didn't suck Bai Heng's blood.
Moreover, blood is inherently pungent.
Is there something wrong with this world?
What's going on?
Sang Li swallowed hard: "Blood."
I must look like a vampire with no cure left, in this state.
"Are you sure?" Lu Jin asked in a low voice.
Sang Li's behavior is too strange, and the file doesn't say that she can suck blood.
She can only eat a medium-rare steak at most.
Moreover, Lu Jin didn't think his blood was particularly delicious.
He stroked the back of her neck and bent down slightly: "How much do you want?"
He still decided to give it to her.
She gives you whatever you want.
It's just a mouthful of blood.
Sang Li nodded, her temples damp with cold sweat, her lips trembling slightly.
I feel terrible, but the medicine should be within reach.
She increasingly doubted her motives for being by Lu Jin's side.
Everything was arranged.
Lu Jin can meet all her needs.
Sang Li: "Two or three bites should be enough."
Her vision was somewhat blurry, but her eyes were unusually firm.
Lu Jin didn't say anything more, but simply rolled up his sleeves and slowly ran his fingers along his forearm.
Fresh blood flowed from the wound, spreading slowly and steadily across the skin like ink.
His movements were slow, like the final ritual before a sacrifice.
He was observing Lu Jin's expression.
Sang Li smelled it.
It made her feel that this was what she had been longing for.
Sang Li moved closer to him and took a small breath. The scent spread along her nerves, and every strand of her hair trembled.
She wasn't craving blood, but the taste seemed to have a soul.
Sang Li licked her lips: "Then, let's give it a try."
After she finished greeting him, she opened her mouth and bit down on Lu Jin's wound.
The instant her lips touched the edge of his wound, Lu Jin's body tensed violently, as if an electric current surged from his nerve endings, traveling upwards to the back of his neck, and even causing a tingling sensation in his chest. The touch of her mouth was too soft, as if every inch of his nerves had been kissed. He couldn't breathe at all, his throat tightened, and he stared at Sang Li in the darkness.
Sang Li didn't look at him.
The warm blood flowed into her mouth, and she felt as if she had been struck by a heavy blow.
A fiery heat surged from her throat down into her chest, and she felt a force struggling and churning beneath her skin, as if some dormant entity had been awakened.
Then, it merged with her blood.
She clenched her teeth, but seemed unsatisfied, swallowing blood and unwilling to let go.
Lu Jin's hand instinctively gripped the back of her head.
He didn't speak, his breath was extremely low, as low as the dark clouds in the depths of the night.
call.
Why do we have to do this here?
The air became thick, like honey dissolved in water, sweet and sticky, almost enough to seal off reason.
His tongue lightly brushed across the wound, burning his back until it tingled, and cold sweat slowly seeped from his spine.
"Hmm."
It seems like he drank too much.
He could feel her trembling, but he couldn't tell if it was from pain or something else.
Lu Jin didn't speak, but gritted his teeth, his face taut with clear contours, and his Adam's apple bobbed heavily.
Glug.
Glug.
The sound was so obvious with every swallow.
He closed his eyes, forcing himself not to think about her current appearance, not to think about the blood on her lips. His palms traced down her neck, stopping on her back, and then gently stroking it, as if to soothe her.
After a long while, she opened her mouth and looked at him, her lips still warm with his blood.
Sang Li is much better.
When I drink it, I always feel like something is filled up.
Although this process looks...not very elegant or healthy, and it goes a bit too far.
She was a little embarrassed: "You taste great, I'll give you a five-star review."
Lu Jin: "..."
The air felt as if it had melted, becoming scorching and unsettling.
But Lu Jin had to force himself to calm down.
"It's not hot anymore?"
"Hmm, it feels like there's some special ingredient added to your blood. That's strange, how come we didn't notice it before?"
Sang Li pursed her lips, her physical condition had improved somewhat.
She began to wonder if Lu Jin was staying by her side as a mobile blood bank.
I'm not a vampire, am I?
Succubus?
A vampire succubus?
never mind.
That's not important.
"Don't get horny," Sang Li said, reverting to her carefree demeanor. "After all, you were bitten by me just now, weren't you?"
Lu Jin: ?
Lu Jin: "No, I can hold back."
Sang Li retorted, "Ah, my charm has diminished?"
Lu Jin laughed angrily: "Then how do you want me to answer? We'll do it in this cabinet in a bit..."
"No." Sang Li covered his mouth. "Shh, let's not talk about it, sweetie. Tell me if you feel unwell, I have experience."
"What experience?"
"To soothe you, sweetie, pee-pee."
"..."
Outside the cabinet.
The wall behind the combination lock has been completely opened.
A strong chill swept over us, and the smell of experimental reagents mixed with the corrosive odor of metal was quite strong.
The two exchanged a glance and then fell silent.
What could possibly be hidden in such a highly confidential wall?
This is a huge underground laboratory with extremely high ceilings and bright light deep inside.
The surrounding instruments stood silently, like giant beasts that had long since ceased operation.
A giant storage dish stands in the center of a platform that resembles a shrine.
Like a pillar.
The liquid was a nearly transparent light blue, and a woman's body was suspended inside the storage dish.
That was a woman.
Her entire body was snow-white, her bloodless skin smooth as porcelain, and her hair was also a pure, unblemished white, floating lightly in the solution. She was naked, slender and delicate, much like the petals of a precious white lotus, with almost no uneven color visible.
It is an experimental subject.
Her limbs, torso, even her forehead and spine were covered with a dense network of metal tubes, making her look like a biological specimen fixed in the water.
But this is clearly a person.
A living, breathing person.
Sang Li had never seen her before.
This should be an anomalous entity.
Like myself, they are in human form.
Chi Du can become a raven, and Fei Ling can become a rose.
Only I, from childhood to adulthood, have always been human.
I feel heartbroken.
Sang Li felt a chill run down her spine, gripped Lu Jin's sleeve tightly, and said in a cold, hard voice, "Are they conducting human experiments? Are they from the Bureau?"
Lu Jin stared at the woman in the storage container, his brows furrowed tightly.
This was the first time he had ever seen such a scene. The laboratory didn't belong to any of the current Administration's open systems; all the equipment was old-fashioned, but well-preserved and still operational. Therefore, it could be inferred that this must have happened in the past.
“This is impossible,” he whispered, repeating to himself, “Impossible.”
According to BEAM's Ethical Control Regulations, any abnormal entities with human-like consciousness, especially "humanoid abnormal entities" capable of communicating with humans, are strictly prohibited from being used in experiments. All related operations must be approved by the ethics review committee after three rounds of review, with accompanying video and monitoring records. Not to mention such a blatant and cruel "storage dish" experiment.
All BEAM Administration personnel must strictly comply.
In all his years at BEAM, he had never heard of any human experimentation.
Even Bai Heng never mentioned similar inside information.
Three researchers stood before the storage dish, a scene they were already used to.
"It's still twitching?"
"Just nerve pain."
"...Let's extract the spinal fluid. Hopefully, it won't take too long today."
A lab technician examined the board in his hand, his tone icy: "According to last night's instructions, this is the sixth stage of recording. I wonder when the experiment will end? Do you think she can still feel pain? Why is she still twitching?"
The other person laughed and scoffed, "You still believe she's alive? Didn't you see? The neural activity graph is flat; she's dead, long dead."
"Have you all forgotten what Professor Olga said?" The researchers looked up at the storage dish. "She's only brain dead. Her cardiopulmonary system and trunk muscle responses are still functioning normally, and her cell turnover rate is maintained extremely well. As long as these are intact, she's not dead, and our experiment needs to continue."
"Ha, how ironic."
The joking researcher approached the storage dish, looked up at the porcelain-white female body, and showed no pity in his eyes.
It's like watching a lamb.
"No one dared to touch her while she was alive; her death is a blessing for the researchers. The professor was right; if she hadn't died, none of us would have known the secrets of her body."
"Have you forgotten the last time?" another whispered. "When we inserted the extraction needle into her spine, she had no heartbeat, but she suddenly opened her eyes."
"Stop scaring people! Hurry up and get on with it, headquarters needs the data tomorrow." The first person urged in a low voice, as if trying to avoid the image. "Killing her took a lot of effort back then, and I don't want to think about it. Besides, even in death, she didn't scream, she was laughing instead."
Hidden in the shadows, Sang Li's fingers were clenched so tightly they turned white, her lips were almost bleeding from being bitten, and her eyes were filled with hatred.
It's obvious.
She loathed the conversation and the experiment.
Professor Bai Heng's mentor.
The experimenter picked up the record board: "Okay, sixth sample extraction for BEAM-001."
What?
Lu Jin's heart skipped a beat again.
【BEAM-001 The Witch of Daylight】
It turned out to be the Day Witch.
He did know that the Daylight Witch was taken in and executed by the Bureau, but he was surprised that it was done through human experimentation.
The lights made the metal operating arm above the storage dish reflect light so brightly it was blinding, and it felt as cold as the tip of a scalpel.
Two researchers were adjusting the monitoring equipment, while another person leaned against the counter with a stack of files, casually flipping through a page, and asked, "What exactly is the power of the Daytime Witch?"
"Nobody knows. The file only says 'high-intensity triggered type,' but the specific cause is unknown. Self-immolation, flames, mind control? But that doesn't mean that abnormal beings basically only have one conventional ability, for example, physical attacks and mental attacks cannot coexist."
"There's a theory that she can manipulate group emotions. In one infiltration experiment, five researchers broke down without warning, two of whom committed suicide within ten minutes, and the remaining three remain mute to this day. She didn't even say a word, she just glanced at them. So, afterwards, all people who approached her had to be strictly protected."
The researcher holding the data panel said, "I always felt that she was associated with roses. When she was arrested... she was holding a rose in her hand. It was so red it was almost black, and the petals were withered, but she held it tightly. Nobody dared to touch the flower. But later we found out that it was just an ordinary rose."
The three researchers were talking as they extracted spinal fluid.
The Day Witch floated quietly in the blue liquid.
After the experiment was completed, they closed the password door.
"I always felt something was off."
"What?"
The three of them stopped what they were doing at the same time.
"Never mind, it's nothing. Hurry up and get it to room 108, they're still waiting."
The three left quickly.
The lights were turned off.
After walking for a while, Lu Jin and Sang Li did not move.
They hid in the closet, where there happened to be a few lab coats. Once they put on the clothes and covered their faces, they looked like lab personnel.
It can cause physical phenomena on its own, rather than passing through walls, so this is not a scene reproduction.
It's as if they traveled through time.
We must not cause unnecessary disturbances.
"Do you still remember the password?" Sang Li asked.
She knew about the Day Witch; Bai Heng had told her.
Lu Jin didn't look at her, but stared down at the combination lock embedded in the metal wall.
“If I can’t even remember this,” he said in a low voice, “I shouldn’t be the captain.”
With a flick of his finger, several strings of numbers were quickly typed in.
With the final tap, a soft "beep" sounded, and the combination lock light turned green.
boom.
The heavy metal door opened slowly with a thud, and the Day Witch's storage container reappeared before their eyes.
Sang Li looked up and stood in front of the storage dish.
She reached out and slowly touched the glass, her palm resting on the cold surface.
Perhaps out of a sense of shared suffering among those with abnormalities, she suddenly developed a sense of hatred, which grew increasingly intense.
I hate the Bureau of Investigation and human experimentation.
They all deserve to die.
"Why are we here?" Sang Li murmured to herself.
Those eyes opened.
Without warning, it opened its eyes.
Sang Li held her breath, her pupils contracting sharply.
The smooth, flawless, round pearl, with a subtle rose relief pattern peeking through its depths, is just like...
Just like the ones Amber had given her before.
The next second, the Witch of Daylight's lips moved.
She spat out a rose.
Sang Li suddenly heard someone talking.
"Lu Jin, Lu Jin!"
Turn back again.
Lu Jin disappeared.
The Witch of Daylight floated in front of her.
"You've finally arrived."
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