Chapter 138 The one who is not loved is the mistress

Fu Ren peeled a piece of candy and stuffed it into Shen Zhi's mouth.

The sweetness that is unique to sugar spreads on the tip of the tongue, but the excessive sweetness and stickiness that follows clogs the throat, making the fragile stomach cry out in discomfort.

Shen Zhi frowned slightly, spit the candy in his mouth into his palm and held it tightly, his movements becoming limp uncontrollably.

"What's wrong?" Fu Ren anxiously hugged Shen Zhi, who was staggering and about to fall after losing his strength.

Shen Zhi shook his head, pushed Fu Ren away, and left alone.

Fu Ren frowned and wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Meng Yiyan: "Do you know what he wants to do?"

Fu Ren watched Shen Zhi's back disappear into the night, and looked at Meng Yiyan with disgust: "What do you want to say?"

Something flashed through Meng Jinyan's mind, and he said in a daze, "You learned about Shen Zhi from Yang Sen, so you also know that his blood is the best serum to cure the zombie virus."

Meng Yiyan pulled out the dagger from his shoulder without a care, letting the blood flow. "It is true that he has suffered a lot, but his fate is predetermined. Only he can save the end of the world, and no one can change this."

"He can vent his dissatisfaction by taking the lives of insignificant people at will, but in the end he still has to accept his mission."

"I think you have the same idea," Meng Yiyan said with a pale face and bloody enthusiasm in his eyes, "No one wants to live in a precarious apocalypse, even those with special abilities, or non-offensive special abilities like you."

"You relied on your own strength to become the captain of the first team of Tonglan, which is amazing. However, as the zombies continued to evolve, you died in the mouth of zombies sooner or later," Meng Dingyan said calmly, "The last zombie tide is an example, isn't it? You haven't recovered from the injuries you suffered that time."

Fu Ren's steps slowed down and he tilted his head slightly: "What qualifications do you have to let someone who has never seen the light bring light to others in the darkness?"

Meng Jinyan looked at Fu Ren intently for a while, then suddenly smiled.

Fu Ren is the child of the Fu family and the Meng family. The Meng family had been conducting biotechnology research before the end of the world. Fu Ren's mother was the eldest daughter of the Meng family. She lived a free and unrestrained life. She quickly fell in love with the only son of the Fu family and divorced after she became pregnant.

Fu Ren was raised by the Fu family after he was born. When he was four or five years old, someone from the Meng family came and said that his mother had cancer and they wanted to take Fu Ren to the Meng family to spend his mother's last days with her.

Fu Tang agreed.

Fu Ren was taken away and locked in the laboratory without seeing his mother. The people of the Meng family told him that he could save his mother and asked Fu Ren to cooperate.

Fu Ren accepted the experiment conducted by the Meng family. The thin blade cut his skin and he could even hear the sound of blood flowing.

Every bottle of medicine that was injected into his body made him feel excruciating pain. Blood seeping from his bone marrow oozed out of his pores. His five senses faded. Fu Ren had been enduring it, thinking that as long as he could hold on, he could save his mother.

Fu Ren did not survive, and when the Meng family was about to dissect his brain, the eldest daughter of the Meng family rushed into the laboratory and took Fu Ren away.

His mother didn't have cancer at all, and she was even an experimental subject of the Meng family.

Fu Ren was carried by his mother into his father's car and fled from the Meng family. However, how could the Meng family let them go so easily? In the end, both Fu Ren's parents died, holding Fu Ren tightly under them.

After he was found by the Fu family, he found out that the Meng family was conducting human experiments, and even that all of them were the Meng family's prey.

"Whether you are speaking up for him or using him to take revenge, only you know," Meng Yiyan said sarcastically, "You have seen the world before the end of the world. That world was clean and beautiful, without killing and without danger at any time. Fu Ren, don't you want to make this world normal?"

Fu Ren didn't think it was strange that Meng Yinyan said this. Meng Yinyan was a member of the Meng family and would do anything to gain benefits.

Fu Ren scanned Meng Jinyan's shoulder, which was bleeding profusely. It seemed that those who had been subjected to human experiments by the Meng family would have problems with their bodies.

His mother had been put on the experimental stage, and Fu Ren didn't believe that they would let Meng Jinyan go.

"I don't know how the Meng family has brainwashed you, but I want to tell you that a person's fate is determined only by himself," Fu Ren looked at him coldly, "You're on your own."

The stinging pain in his shoulder could not bring back Meng Jinyan's sanity. Every individual's sacrifice is for the sake of all mankind, and he did nothing wrong.

"Shen Zhi!" Meng Yinyan called out the name softly. He liked Shen Zhi very much, but that love was shallow and ethereal, rootless and drifting.

At that time, he was released from the laboratory because the Meng family and Lan An had an engagement. Meng Dingyan felt the air outside, everything was so different, and all of this was brought by Shen Zhi.

The marriage partner designated by Lan An.

Meng Jinyan went to meet Shen Zhi almost with a grateful mood and went to his first date. He put on a suit and tie, brought flowers and booked the best restaurant, imitating the couples in TV dramas and full of expectations.

Meng Jinyan waited from day to night without any impatience. He sat by the window and greedily watched the scenery outside change from the dawn to the sunset, full of hope.

It was completely dark, and the restaurant was lit up with incandescent lights. At this time, Shen Zhi pushed the door open and walked in.

Shen Zhi looked very cute, with a look of mud on his face that looked out of place, which added a bit of funny cuteness to his already gloomy demeanor.

Meng Yinyan looked at him with a smile, took out a handkerchief to wipe the dirt off his face, pulled out a chair for him like a gentleman, and asked him gently what he wanted to eat.

Meng Jinyan watched Shen Zhi finish the whole meal. He hoped that this time could be longer and longer, and it would be best if he could stay in that time forever.

Meng Tingyan often thought back to the scene of his quiet and harmless future wife having dinner with him. He no longer had to worry about the reagent being injected into the skin or being cut by the scalpel. He just enjoyed the dinner.

But it was wrong from the beginning. The person who met Shen Zhi at first was not him, but Fu Ren. Fu Ren took Shen Zhi away, and they spent time together under his name that he could not see.

Meng Yi said that he didn't mind, as long as the beautiful things stayed with him for a short time. After all, he would be the one to get Shen Zhi in the end, because no one could refuse this marriage.

Later, he gradually gained control of most of the power in the Meng family and found an excuse to ask Lan An to stop their human experiments on Shen Zhi. This move was very effective. Shen Zhi cut off contact with Fu Ren and was grateful to him.

But he didn't expect the end of the world to come so soon, and Shen Zhi's fate came so quickly. He couldn't let the end of the world exist forever for Shen Zhi, so Shen Zhi's sacrifice was inevitable.

"Kill her." Meng Yinyan shed his gentle skin and turned into the monster that originally belonged to him.

Meng Jinyan decided Xiang Wu's fate as if it was just a small order, and left without looking back, leaving behind the heart-wrenching cry.

If Shen Zhi still has attachment to this world, he can give it some time. If Shen Zhi still has attachment to Fu Ren, he will kill Fu Ren, but Shen Zhi will die anyway.

Meng Dingyan went to see the people who came to Tonglan with Shen Zhi. Shen Zhi, Youyou, Wentian, and the little boy were all Lan'an's experimental subjects, but Shen Zhi was the most successful one.

Yang Sen, Xiang Wu, and the man who turned into a zombie halfway through the journey are all researchers from Blue Coast who are monitoring them.

Meng Jinyan asked people to seize these failed products and said, "Announce that Professor Shen has developed the serum and will verify its effectiveness tomorrow."

"And," Meng Dingyan asked, half of his face hidden in the darkness, "When will the zombie tide come?"

"Five days at most."

Meng Jinyan got the answer, walked past the three people who had been controlled and bled, and walked away.

Then let Fu Ren die on that day as a sacrifice for Shen Zhixian.

Shen Zhi, who was unaware that his fate had been decided, put the sugar that was almost melted in his palm into the measuring cup.

Shen Zhi locked himself in the laboratory and refused to see anyone. All the supplies were kept under his nose and he was in charge of them.

Shen Zhi stared at the candy Fu Ren gave him, slowly breaking it down and repeating his experimental steps.

It seemed like he didn't have time, and he didn't need the supplies.

Shen Zhi was not sure how long he had stayed in the laboratory, but he heard someone banging on the door frantically and loudly expressing their gratitude to him for developing the serum.

The sounds of crying with joy and the guards dragging mixed outside the door. The sleepless experiments made his legs and feet numb. After a moment of fainting, Shen Zhiqiang propped himself up and opened the door of the laboratory.

What serum? Shen Zhi didn't understand what they were talking about. He hadn't developed the serum yet. He just didn't need the supplies.

"Distribute all the supplies," Shen Zhi's face was pale but his voice was firm.

The people outside the door were stunned for a moment, and then burst into loud cheers.

Shen Zhi closed the door again, isolating their joy from his own world.

The serum can only prevent the zombie virus from invading, but it will not restore the infected zombies to normal people. No one can reverse it, just like it is impossible to revive a rotten tree. So when Shen Zhi knew that Xiang Wu's medicine could restore zombies, he became suspicious.

But that kind of serum is enough. As long as they don't turn into zombies, it can be controlled. There is hope for mankind.

Shen Zhi pursed his lips, his eyes calm. He was unwilling to give in, he wanted more.

Shen Zhiju raised his hand, aimed it at the measuring cup, and cut his wrist, watching the blood drip into the measuring cup.

Shen Zhi repeated his experiment. After an unknown amount of time, or how many times he failed, or how many times he had cut himself, or how much blood he had wasted, Shen Zhi finally made a small, transparent test sample.

He took the bottle of reagent and walked out of the laboratory door.

And without the guards outside the door who usually protected him, something had quietly changed.

"Where is Fu Ren?" Shen Zhi grabbed someone and asked.

The man was in a panic, showing a look of despair and grief, and he kept saying, "The zombie tide is coming, Captain Fu went to resist the zombies and died."

How is that possible?

Shen Zhi left him and ran hurriedly towards the Tonglan gate.

The psychics released their energy balls on the high walls, corpses were everywhere, the smelly zombie fluid and the blood of psychics and ordinary people merged into one, the smell of decay was mixed in the wind, and there was nowhere to hide.

Shen Zhi looked at every face, no, not Fu Ren.

Shen Zhi was like a headless fly, a herbivore that had strayed into the laws of the jungle. He didn't fit in here, but no one cared about him because they were too busy taking care of themselves.

"Xiao Zhi," a familiar voice sounded, Meng Jinyan pulled Shen Zhi worriedly, "It's not safe here, you go back first."

Shen Zhi grabbed Meng Yiyan's arm tightly, "Where is Fu Ren? Where is he?"

Meng Yiyan comforted Shen Zhi and calmed him down, "I'll take you to see him for the last time."

Shen Zhi's brain was like a rusty machine, digesting Meng Yiyan's words.

Shen Zhi was brought by Meng Dingyan to a warehouse full of injured psychics, howling corpses everywhere, and Fu Ren, covered in blood, was lying in the corner.

Shen Zhi didn't know how he walked over. He pried open Fu Ren's mouth and poured all the medicine into his mouth.

The rough action made Fu Ren cough and open his eyes, but before he could say anything, Shen Zhi covered his mouth tightly and forced him to swallow all the reagent in his mouth.

Fu Ren was not surprised to see Shen Zhi. He thought that he was about to die, and God would be kind to him and let him take one last look at Shen Zhi.

Fu Ren curled up the corners of his mouth and tried to smile, but he couldn't help vomiting blood.

Fu Ren tried to wipe it off in panic, but the more he wiped, the more it came.

Shen Zhi held Fu Ren's blood-stained hand, stared at his decaying body in a daze, tears falling silently.

Fu Ren gave up trying to save face for himself and wiped the tears from Shen Zhi's face, "Don't cry."

After Fu Ren was rescued by the Fu family, the family hired many psychologists to treat him so that he could gradually lead a normal life.

Fu Ren also seemed to have come out of it like this. He was living a good life, cheerful and enthusiastic, like the most beautiful rose.

However, beautiful flowers need nutrients, and the nutrients that provide Fu Ren's beautiful appearance come from his corrupt heart.

How can someone remain calm and composed after his parents sacrificed themselves for him?

Fu Ren's indifference and his love for life were all pretended. He hated the Meng family and hated the people who killed his parents. Similarly, he hated himself.

"I'm sorry," Shen Zhi apologized to Fu Ren in tears for the late delivery of the serum.

Fu Ren smiled and shook his head, suppressing the sweet taste in his throat, and whispered: "Don't blame yourself, you have done well enough."

The first time Fu Ren saw Shen Zhi, he was knocked into a mud pit by him. Shen Zhi was covered in mud and had no expression on his face, like a mushroom growing out of a corner of the wall.

Thin, damp, and inconspicuous, he doesn't care about anyone's opinion. He avoids the world and silently does his own thing.

Fu Ren found it very interesting. How could there be someone who didn’t care about other people’s opinions?

He was forced to pretend to be something else, but the inconspicuous mushroom showed its true colors, which was strange and attractive to Fu Ren.

Fu Ren wanted to see the mushroom again next time, and he did. Fortunately, he met Shen Zhi many times. Fu Ren actually did nothing. He just stayed with Shen Zhi and learned to be himself.

As he learned, Fu Ren found that he could not leave Shen Zhi. Only when he was with Shen Zhi could he relax and reveal his gloomy and not sunny side without restraint.

Fu Ren sometimes felt that Shen Zhi was very similar to him. Every time he faced Shen Zhi, he felt like he was facing his weak self at that time.

It turned out that Shen Zhi had also suffered what he had experienced, and even for a longer time. He learned about that from Yang Sen. At that moment, Fu Ren wanted to hug Shen Zhi and tell him over and over again not to be afraid, that he just had to be himself, and that saving the world had nothing to do with him.

His sweetheart has done enough. He doesn't ask for anything. He just wants Shen Zhi to be well.

Fu Ren smiled, wiped away the tears on Shen Zhi's face distressedly, and asked him with a smile, "Am I ugly now?"

Shen Zhi looked at Fu Ren's pale face seriously. He had lost the vitality that he was proud of and looked extremely decadent.

"Not bad," these two words came out of Shen Zhi's mouth.

When Fu Ren heard Shen Zhi's answer, he laughed happily and laughed so hard that he coughed up blood from his lungs.

See, his baby will never lie, he will always be himself.

Fu Ren slowly stopped coughing and covered Shen Zhi's eyes. "Don't look at it. Everyone will die. This has nothing to do with you. Don't bear the fate of others."

Fu Ren's narrow, foxy eyes were filled with sorrow, and crystal tears fell from the corners of his eyes. His throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton, and he choked until he was hoarse: "So, my dear, I just want you to be well."

Shen Zhi's eyelashes were blocked by Fu Ren's palm and he blinked with difficulty. When he put Fu Ren's hand down, Shen Zhi realized for the first time that Fu Ren's strength was so weak that he could knock them off with just a slight touch.

Shen Zhi looked at Fu Ren's closed eyes, as if he had fallen asleep. He poked Fu Ren's face and said slowly, "You look so ugly now."

Shen Zhi did not receive a response, nor would he receive a response.

"It's really ugly," Shen Zhi repeated.

Fu Ren's vitality was gone, but her beautiful face was still dazzling. However, Shen Zhi found it extremely annoying and kept repeating: "You are so ugly."

How can it be beautiful without the comfort of sunshine and the moisture of rain and dew?

When Shen Zhi saw that he really didn't get a response from Fu Ren, he slowly stood up, looked down at the withered flowers mixed with the soil on the ground, with a cold expression, and turned around and left as if he didn't know Fu Ren.

But when he reached the corner, Shen Zhi fell to the ground uncontrollably and couldn't help vomiting. There was nothing in his stomach, but Shen Zhi kept vomiting, as if he would feel better only after vomiting out all the dirt.