Chapter 88: Is the Terminator the Dead Ike Wataru?
"You've finally arrived."
The Witch of Daylight stood before Sangli, the silvery-white experimental syringes on her body gone, her hair falling like feathers to her waist.
The skin had a deathly pallor, yet it still retained the warmth of life.
It's as beautiful as jade.
Not an Asian face.
Sang Li took a step back, instinctively wanting to go find Lu Jin.
"Stop looking. Don't you know Amber's abilities? Mind control," the Day Witch suddenly said.
Sang Li frowned.
Amber.
really.
No wonder she saw pearls and roses just now.
It seems that Amber and Scarlett's abilities were used.
It seems that Amber's abilities are not limited to what is described in the files, such as making people kill each other through sound waves.
Has Amber's abilities deteriorated?
Isn't it an evolution?
What's going on?
Sang Li didn't understand.
The Witch of Daylight smiled calmly: "And Slo, Slo's paintings and Amber's anomaly, using pearls as a medium, created this non-existent me. Oh right, and Fei Ling's memories, how could I forget that poor little thing? If he knew, he would definitely feel very wronged."
"What exactly is going on?" Sang Li asked in a low voice, her voice trembling. "Why are you standing in front of me? Aren't you already dead?"
The Witch of Daylight smiled, the pearls in her eyes gleaming gently: "This is what you see. I am indeed dead, otherwise we wouldn't be meeting. This is just an image I left for you. I anticipated your prediction, which is why I can speak to you freely. What's wrong? Why are you staring into my eyes?"
“…Pearls,” Sang Li stared into her eyes, “Why are your eyes pearls?”
“Because I’m blind,” the witch said softly. “Since I can’t see, I might as well be pretty. Didn’t you see what they did to me? They took off my eyeballs, thinking I would never see the future again. They severed my vocal cords, thinking I would never speak again. They extracted my spinal fluid, trying to find out the secret of my immortality, but I can’t live forever… What’s the point of using me for research? This day was bound to come sooner or later anyway.”
Sang Li understood. BEAM had captured the Witch of the Day and subjected her to numerous inhumane human experiments, ultimately leading to her death. But she must have some kind of connection with her, which was why she was here.
Fei Ling guided her here.
But didn't Amber meet him first?
Besides, Amber's brain doesn't seem like it can hold much...
After all, it was just a pure mermaid anomaly.
"Then why do you know Amber?" Sang Li asked.
These words caused the Day Witch to tilt her head slightly, and a hint of pity seemed to flash across her pearl eyes, which were etched with rose petals.
"know."
"But we don't know each other. To be precise, you know Amber, not me. I'm just someone who took two of His pearls. He doesn't know me. There was only a transaction between us."
“Although I don’t know Him, I can tell you something. Before He lost His memory, you swore that He would never forget you, but you lied to Him. I hope He is doing well now. If Fei Ling doesn’t mind, you can tell Him the truth.”
“I’m really looking forward to that day, after all, when I met Him, He hadn’t yet learned human emotions.”
Sang Li's breath hitched.
"Who am I?" Sang Li asked. "Is there some kind of relationship between us?"
“Of course.” The Witch of Daylight reached out her hand, her fingertips slightly cool, and gently placed it on Sangli’s forehead.
"You are the Terminator."
"The end... what?"
That sounds a bit cringey.
Do I still have this ability?
What, does it attract both men and women from all over the world to fall in love with you?
That's not a good idea.
It sounds like an omega with incredible abilities.
The Witch of Daylight smiled, like a slowly blooming, decaying rose.
She whispered, “Foolish humans, you will end them, you have the power. Anyway, everyone will fall in love with you, won’t they? Everyone will be at your feet.”
“This doesn’t sound like a good thing,” Sang Li said. “Nobody’s even asked me what I wanted to do. It’s not that I can’t accept love, but having too many people love me can be a problem, can it? I can’t be chased by people forever, can I? And what if all the handsome guys in the world fall in love with me and I can’t control myself? Besides, I don’t want to attract those seventy- or eighty-year-old people, or the rest of the Bureau…”
"..."
The Witch of Daylight remained silent.
Sang Li guessed that she probably hadn't anticipated what he was saying.
They might also think she's being a bit too noisy.
She wanted to ask something else.
“Wake up,” the witch’s voice whispered in my ear, “Sang Li, you are not human. Our meeting was all part of your plan.”
What?
mine?
You've said so much, and then you tell me that I arranged all of this?
Do I really have that much ability?
Do I know Amber before she lost her memory?
What's going on here?
The atmosphere around us suddenly changed.
“...Wake up, Sang Li.”
Lu Jin's voice was close to my ear, low and uneasy.
Sang Li suddenly opened her eyes, her whole body covered in cold sweat, her palms sticky as if she had just struggled out of deep water.
She gasped for breath for a while before finally regaining her senses; the ringing in her ears hadn't subsided.
“You were just lost in thought.” Lu Jin frowned. “For a full two minutes and fifty-three seconds, you were staring at that storage dish.”
She looked up and saw the body of the Day Witch lying quietly in the glass container, her eyes closed and lifeless.
But she clearly saw her open her eyes just now, and even speak... It wasn't a hallucination, it was a mental intervention.
It is a certain ability.
Sang Li closed her eyes and whispered, "It was made by Amber and Fei Ling."
"Her ability is emotional projection, and also memory manipulation. She... or rather, Amber's ability just interfered with me."
But, if this really is Amber's ability.
She thought she understood Amber fairly well; she was nothing more than a possessive mermaid who occasionally retaliated against passing ships.
He can only create illusions and cause emotional fluctuations, not store a memory.
But wait, if the Amber Files are real, then she transformed from a human into an anomaly through some kind of fusion. But the Witch of the Day died over twenty years ago, and the ship Amber was on when she was human didn't happen twenty years ago, right?
The timing doesn't match.
Could BEAM's records be falsified?
Lu Jin: "What are you thinking about?"
Sang Li: "I have doubts about the research level of BEAM."
Looking at her, Lu Jin seemed to have calmed down a bit and relaxed.
But in reality, Sang Li's heart was pounding uncontrollably, like an electrocardiogram submerged in water, ready to explode at any moment. It was as if her brain couldn't think at all; any thought would cause a splitting headache, as too much information rushed in. She leaned against Lu Jin, nuzzling his shoulder: "I'm so tired."
Lu Jin observed her complexion: "Are you still able to walk?"
"Um."
They need to see what else is in this experimental base.
The researchers just mentioned that the Day Witch's spinal fluid was sent to room 108.
What secret experiment is taking place in room 108?
"Let's rest for a bit, then we'll go."
"good."
The two left the laboratory and walked into the main passage deep inside the experimental base.
At the end of the corridor is a brand-new metal sign, which must have just been hung up. It reads "BEAM-S9 Experimental Building, Third Area".
The lights flickered on and off, and metal doors stood side by side, the numbers on them resembling the serial numbers of deceased patients.
By any measure, it's a human experimentation site.
Lu Jin knew nothing about this place.
If that's really the case, then Sang Li might have been born here.
【101】
【102】
[...]
【107】
Finally, we reached [108].
"Are you ready?" Lu Jin asked in a low voice.
Sang Li needs to prepare herself mentally.
He was afraid that what followed would be too much for her to handle.
Sang Li glanced at him and nodded: "Open the door."
"Click".
Door 108 opened with a bang, and a blast of disinfectant that hadn't been used in a long time rushed out, mixed with a faint metallic rust smell.
The room was empty, the walls were tightly sealed, and only a strip of invisible light from the ceiling emitted a pale glow, illuminating the corridor like the cross-section of a surgical scalpel.
Cold, clean, and deathly still.
There is no one.
Lu Jin, his gaze deep, stepped inside.
He knew this structure all too well, so well that it sent chills down his spine.
“This is a buffer chamber,” he said, his voice low and husky. “108 itself is not the main laboratory; it’s a disinfection room that leads to the underground storage area. The real contents are hidden down there.”
The corridor sloped downwards, and the ground gradually became slippery. A thin layer of disinfectant spray slowly dripped down from the cracks in the ceiling. The concentration was low, but it carried a chemical smell that made one's scalp tingle.
They held their breath in unison, walked through the thick fog, and reached the end.
The steel door in front was tightly closed, flashing a faint red light, and an outdated fingerprint reader and iris verification module were embedded in the door.
ah.
Password required.
Can I [do something]?
In the current scenario, Lu Jin's pupils should be unrecognizable.
After all, if this happened twenty years ago during the era of the Daylight Witches, then Lu Jin would still be a cute little kid.
"you say……"
Sudden.
"stop!"
Two figures appeared behind them without their noticing, dressed in gray-blue lab uniforms, holding warning static firearms and aiming at the two.
I wonder where they came from?
The door wasn't opened.
I didn't hear any footsteps just now.
Sang Li and Lu Jin turned around at the same time.
Oh no.
How were we discovered?
Sang Li immediately raised her hands in surrender, since she had no weapons at the moment.
"As expected, there's an unusual intrusion here!" one of them said coldly, his finger already on the edge of the trigger, ready to pull it at any moment.
Sang Li stepped back a little; she couldn't really kill herself, could she?
But there's nowhere to hide now.
But Lu Jin, daringly, stepped forward.
"Don't move! Hands behind your head! Or I'll shoot!"
Lu Jin's eyes turned cold as he stood in front of Sang Li and reached for her waist.
However.
The experimenter suddenly paused, his tone turning strange: "You are..."
He saw Lu Jin's face clearly and seemed to realize something unbelievable: "You weren't supposed to be here in the files, were you...?"
Before the other party could send a distress signal, Lu Jin suddenly moved.
Almost instantly, he lunged forward, raised his hand to block, and struck the first experimenter on the side of the neck with his elbow!
With a "crack," the man collapsed to the ground before he could even utter a sound!
The other man tried to fire, but before his fingertips could even touch the trigger, Lu Jin had already snatched the gun and smashed it hard into his face.
Sang Li stood still, watching Lu Jin retract his form.
He was like a cold, hard military knife, the murderous aura emanating from his very bones lingering, even his breathing seemed to cut through the air.
So handsome.
A man who can solve problems is very handsome.
Lu Jin bent down, grabbed the tester by the back of his collar, and forced his face close to the iris recognition module by the door.
A cold white light swept across.
"drop."
The door lock's green light came on, and a mechanical unlocking sound was emitted.
Lu Jin pulled Sang Li along, saying, "Quick, let's go inside."
The two of them slipped into the door almost simultaneously, and the door closed automatically behind them with a muffled "bang".
Sang Li, panting, looked at him and said, "You...you're too fast."
Before I could even see clearly, a whole bunch of them collapsed.
"I've practiced it." Lu Jin answered succinctly, wiping the bloodstains from his hands and looking warily into the deeper passage. "Let's go. There's definitely something else below 108."
Sang Li lowered her voice: "Judging from their reaction just now, it seems like they know you. How old are you today? You're not over fifty, are you?"
Lu Jin: "..."
Lu Jin: "Do you think I look like I'm in my fifties?"
Sang Li: "I'll try it next time."
Lu Jin: "Okay."
As you walk down the metal corridor, the disinfectant mist gradually dissipates, and the ground begins to dry and become cold, with the sound of footsteps echoing dully on the steel plates.
It is exactly the same as the traditional BEAM containment facility.
Sang Li followed beside him, walking step by step through the gray-blue wall and through one small door after another marked with anomaly numbers.
It was pitch black inside, but faint breathing sounds could be heard.
Until they arrived at the innermost completely transparent glass door.
This is a central laboratory.
Unlike the enclosed containment chamber, this place was entirely enclosed in glass, brightly lit, and a dark figure lay on the platform.
It was a crow.
Raven.
Its body was covered with metallic-colored feathers, its wings drooped, its eyes were slightly closed, and the instrument screen on the experimental table was flashing a cold light, with the heart rate image already flattened into a straight line.
【Subject 109-CR】
【BEAM-107】
Status: Dead
[Time: 23:02]
Sang Li froze, her eyes trembling slightly.
Is it Iketo?
She rushed inside and pushed open the glass door.
Really?
It really is!
She bent down and picked up the raven.
It is warm.
It has not completely lost its temperature.
The raven nestled in her arms, cold yet docile, as if rubbing against her fingertips.
Ike Watari did not transform into human form?
Lu Jin narrowed his eyes: "This is a raven?"
Wasn't he dead?
How did it come back to life?
Sudden.
“Chidu…”
“Chidu…”
“Chidu…”
A very soft voice.
Like the wind, or like the last struggle of a drowning person.
The sound was coming from a room.
Lu Jin stood by the lab bench, his expression somber.
"Chidu?"
He repeated it in a low voice, his tone as if he were entangled in cold suspicion.
Is this Chi Du?
The anomaly he was investigating and the man beside Sang Li were the same thing.
That seems to make sense.
He narrowed his eyes, his gaze slowly falling on Sang Li's face.
She calmly turned her head away.
There wasn't even a hint of shock.
"You knew all along?" Lu Jin asked, his voice low, yet like a storm about to break out, ready to burst forth at any moment.
Sang Li didn't look at him, her fingertips gently touching the cool tip of the raven's forehead.
She did not deny it.
Lu Jin pursed his thin lips, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.
Just then, the voice came again.
This time, it's much clearer.
"Chidu, what's wrong... why won't you answer me..."
The sound was extremely faint, like a mosquito's buzz, yet it seemed to be right next to my ear.
"I can't feel you anymore..."
"Ike Wataru... I can't feel your presence anymore..."
Lu Jin turned around and looked in the direction from which the sound came.
A gray-white door stood quietly, its panels mottled and rusted, yet fitted with a new combination lock.
It sounds like a girl.
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