Chapter 184 (First Release)...
Shen Wu scrutinized the motionless "delivery guy" in front of him, his gaze indifferent.
This mediocre clone is infatuated with an ordinary person, which is one thing.
Ironically, it was Shen Wu, who was an important part of himself, who became unusually strange whenever he encountered Ning Wanwan.
Shen Wu's long, slender fingers rested on the armrests as he slowly turned the wheelchair, glancing towards the direction of the ordinary person's house named Ning Wanwan.
Before leaving, he simply uttered a single sentence.
"But it doesn't matter, she'll be mine soon."
Whether Shen Wu is infatuated with her or not at that time will not affect me.
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In the days that followed, Ning Wanwan became increasingly cautious.
She always felt that what happened that day was not a coincidence.
Therefore, except for necessary outings to school, Ning Wanwan basically stays at home and doesn't go out. She buys food on her way home and brings it back directly. Just to be on the safe side, she doesn't even order takeout anymore.
However, she was incredibly unlucky; despite being extremely careful, she still fell victim to the virus.
Ning Wanwan stared at her front door, watching helplessly as a large hole was corroded into it within her sight.
A dark red figure slowly squeezed in from outside the door.
"Who are you!" Ning Wanwan's reaction speed had improved compared to before. While pulling out the knife she had prepared and holding it in front of her, she quickly dialed the phone with trembling hands, trying to call the police.
But all she heard on the other end of the line was a busy signal, and her heart sank.
This is not normal.
What's even more unusual is the "person" who squeezed in. Ning Wanwan saw it clearly; it looked like a soft, charred mass of flesh and blood, wrapped in a familiar set of clothes.
It's that neighbor...
But why did it turn out like this...?
Is he even considered a "human" anymore...?
If everything in front of her hadn't been so real, Ning Wanwan would have almost doubted that she was dreaming; everything had happened so suddenly.
The scene was so disturbing that her mind went blank, with only her intuition constantly screaming alarms.
Danger!
A nauseating stench of blood assaulted her senses as the mass of flesh, waving its indistinct limbs, crawled rapidly toward her.
When the knife slashed through, it only made a sizzling sound, and the door was completely corroded away, just like the gate itself.
Ning Wanwan wanted to escape, but in such a confined space as her home, where could she, a terrified ordinary person, possibly run to?
Her legs were going weak, and she collapsed to the ground uncontrollably. The huge, charred mass of flesh, dripping with corrosive "saliva," was about to cover her.
The consequences of being covered up will never be better than those of a door or a knife.
Ning Wanwan closed her eyes, only managing to utter a useless "Help!"
But the next second, a heavy thud rang out, and the charred flesh let out a strange scream before collapsing to the ground and turning into a pool of bloody mess.
Ning Wanwan opened her eyes, suppressing the urge to vomit, and dared not look at the mass of things on the ground that could be completely censored.
Fortunately, another person, much prettier than her, appeared in her field of vision who could save her.
"Are you alright?" He withdrew his hand after throwing something, seemingly relieved, and looked down at her with a smile on his lips.
This is a young man sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a clean and well-tailored white shirt. He has a handsome face, gentle and smiling black eyes, and a refined and elegant demeanor.
The only flaw was his dangling legs, which were clearly unable to walk.
Ning Wanwan stared at his face for a while, feeling the disgusting images from before gradually being banished from her mind.
She hadn't quite figured out what had happened yet; her mind was still a mess. She tried to stand up, supporting herself with her palms on the ground. A hand reached out in front of her, with long, slender, and fair fingers.
Ning Wanwan pursed her lips, helped herself to her feet with the hand she was holding, and whispered, "Thank you."
The voice was very soft and faint, trembling with a lingering sense of panic.
Shen Wu narrowed his eyes slightly.
Ning Wanwan stood there for a while, catching her breath, and finally realized that she had many questions to ask.
Throughout this process, the young man patiently waited for her to regain her senses without disturbing her, which was very considerate.
"You, who are you? What is this thing...?"
Ning Wanwan turned her face away and pointed to the puddle on the ground.
The young man smiled and said, "I'm here to save you. As for this thing, just think of it as a 'mutation' that shouldn't exist."
If an ordinary person knew nothing about mutations, they would probably think of things like genetic mutations. However, Ning Wanwan knew the plot, and she quickly thought of the great world change that was about to happen.
If this thing is indeed a result of a mutation, then in the future... will the whole world be like this?
As if recalling that scene, Ning Wanwan felt nauseous again.
But her face only paled slightly; her expression didn't change much.
Shen Wu looked at her with great interest.
It's not that it has no merits at all. However, it's not enough.
"Is this... mine, my neighbor?" Ning Wanwan glanced quickly at the black and red clothes on the ground, and slowly asked another question.
Shen Wu: "Your observation is very keen. A few days ago, it really was your neighbor."
In other words, it's not like that anymore, right?
Ning Wanwan recalled the normal appearance of her neighbor from her memory, and the contrast made her stomach churn again.
Fortunately, she hadn't eaten dinner, so there was nothing to vomit.
Ning Wanwan lowered her eyes and thought.
"No one can escape this fate." Shen Wu sighed softly, uttering this seemingly ambiguous statement.
After experiencing this series of events, an ordinary person would probably be extremely panicked, clinging to him as a lifeline, and trembling with fear at the prospect of the future implied by those words.
“No one… can escape it…” Ning Wanwan murmured to herself.
What if the future world becomes a place overrun by monsters...
She absolutely did not want to see that.
She was clearly aware of this thought of hers.
"Are you alright?" A gentle male voice sounded in my ear. "Most people would break down after seeing a monster like this. It's amazing that you can still stay rational."
“You seem to be struggling to stand. If you’re uncomfortable, you can lean on my legs.”
“At least I have a wheelchair for you to lean on,” the young man said jokingly, his gentle words like flowing water, possessing the magic to sweep away one’s weariness.
His eyes held a faint, gentle, and calm smile, making people want to confide in him and rely on him when they are vulnerable.
Like a whirlpool, an abyss.
Ning Wanwan was also drawn to those eyes, and slowly leaned closer. The young man reached out and touched the top of her head, smiling as he said, "Good girl, don't be afraid, it's over."
Ning Wanwan obediently lowered her head, letting him stroke her, her eyes filled with a hazy, bewildered mist, as if she had been completely overwhelmed by this unexpected turn of events.
What Shen Wu excels at most is capturing such lost sheep.
The girl still seemed terrified; even as her body gradually calmed down, her voice still trembled slightly: "Is it really over?"
"Will there never be anything like this again?"
Shen Wu sighed softly: "Good child, I don't want to lie to you. Unfortunately, this kind of anomaly will become the main theme of the world in the future."
Ning Wanwan pursed her lips, her face pale, and remained silent, seemingly lost in fear once again.
Shen Wu comforted her, his voice possessing a charm that seemed to calm people down unconsciously.
"But don't be afraid, I'm here, nothing will happen, at least for now, you are safe."
Hearing his words, the girl's complexion seemed to regain some color.
She gave a soft "hmm," then looked at him and said thank you.
Her voice was very soft and faint, as if it would dissipate with a gust of wind, but Shen Wu inexplicably focused on capturing it.
My ears feel strangely itchy.
When he met her quiet, gazing eyes, that strange itch seemed to spread to his heart.
Then come the limbs and bones.
This is strange.
The feelings that had been subtly surfacing since he first saw the girl, but which he had deliberately ignored, now surged forth uncontrollably.
Shen Wu couldn't quite tell what this feeling was, but this novel instinct drove him to enjoy the focused gaze she relied on, while keeping his eyes firmly fixed on her.
That's really strange.
But when the girl looked away from him, he was suddenly filled with a sense of emptiness and anger.
Why look at other things?
Isn't it good to keep watching him?
This intense desire almost made him, a man who was usually very composed, lose his facade of pretense.
He wished he could immediately grab the girl's chin, press down on the back of her head, and force her to turn around, so that she could only look at him, like a lost lamb, completely dependent on him.
He saved her, and she depends on him. Isn't that only natural?
Fortunately, the girl quickly turned her head back.
Shen Wu smiled and suppressed his desire, looking at her gently, as if trying to encourage her: "Good girl, is there anything else you want to ask? I will answer you."
"Really?"
Ning Wanwan looked at him, then slowly lowered her eyelashes, and asked hesitantly, "May I ask how you eliminated it?"
"sure."
Shen Wu made no attempt to hide anything, taking out a vial of reagent; the liquid inside had an indescribable luster.
He swayed slightly, and when he saw the girl's gaze follow the reagent as it swayed, a different kind of smile appeared in his eyes.
He felt pleasure, just like a human teasing a beloved kitten.
"It's thanks to this—I threw this at it, and it was destroyed. It's that simple."
Ning Wanwan stared at the reagent for a while, then tentatively asked, "But this reagent must be... not simple, right?"
Shen Wu chuckled and nodded, but showed no intention of continuing. Clearly, the information that followed was not something that Ning Wanwan, an ordinary person, could know.
"Is there anything else you want to ask? I'll answer anything I can."
He asked calmly and without any leisure.
He knew very well, how could there not be? There were simply too many mysteries facing the girl.
There are too many questions to ask, whether it's why that neighbor turned into a monster, who he really is, or why he happened to be there to save her.
And these are questions the girl could ask for a very long time, until it was completely dark, and she still wouldn't finish asking them.
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