Chapter 78 Not alive

Before stepping into the laboratory, He Jingtong heard the sound of the system.

The system asked him: [Are you sure you really want to accept the spiritualization experiment? You can't understand those things if you don't experience them yourself. And if you experience them yourself... spiritualization itself is a change that cannot be reversed.]

[You do this, as if you are still following your original destiny...]

"Resisting fate and only changing the fate of others, isn't that good enough?" He Jingtong didn't care about this.

Because He Jingtong knew early on that although he was the protagonist of "Alien", the most inseparable core of this comic was the alien.

Transfiguration is an irreversible existence for everyone, and the same is true for him, the protagonist.

In the original plot, after being experimented on by Fu Zexun, He Jingtong was not controlled by Fu Zexun, whether it was special or not.

Carefully pretending to be abnormal, he tried hard to live in the academy. Every step he took seemed like a step into the unknown.

Until that day comes...

[But if they knew that you experienced such a fate again, they would be very sad.] The system felt really sad when seeing He Jingtong not caring about himself.

He Jingtong is very conflicted.

He can change the fate of everyone so that they don't have to face the bad situation, but when it comes to himself, he has no so-called salvation awareness at all.

Because in his mind, saving others is actually equivalent to saving himself.

All his pain came from those people.

Just like now, everyone is fine, so Fu Zexun's experiment on He Jingtong has become another way for him to become stronger, rather than a particularly inhumane act.

"Then your sudden suggestion means that you want to interfere with the destiny I have chosen for myself?" He Jingtong stood in front of the laboratory door while talking to the system.

Inside the lab, it was Fu Zexun staring at him. Outside the lab, it was Zhou Li standing behind him, looking restless.

Not far away, the alien spirit Su Qing stood in a dark corner where no light could reach him, watching everything under the light with cold eyes.

In response to He Jingtong's words, the system remained silent.

It tries to explain from a rational perspective: [If your strength is only due to being made into a spirit in an experiment, how will the three-dimensional comic readers view you? ]

"I think your big data analysis ability should tell you that humans' admiration for strength never cares about the source of strength."

[Okay.] The system got angry, [I just want to say, don't accept that experiment. I can't accept it. I don't want you to become a spirit.]

[I brought the comics here, and I’ve read them, of course. I also know how important supernatural beings are in this world, but I just don’t want to see you become one.]

"Your mentor..." He Jingtong asked again.

[The instructor just suggested that I don't interfere with your fate. After all, interfering means losing the meaning of observation. But if I just observe and don't interfere, then what is the difference between my actions and writing a review of a new comic book? ]

The system successfully convinced itself, but heard He Jingtong laugh.

"I never said I wanted to undergo a spiritization experiment."

What kind of idiot is he?

Fu Zexun can understand the knowledge related to the space gate, so there is no reason why he can't understand it.

What's more, the lazy alien's ability at that time happened to be a space gate.

Before the actual experiment, He Jingtong only needed to tell Fu Zexun openly that he needed to see the analysis.

After He Jingtong expressed his thoughts, he said to Fu Zexun in the laboratory: "At least give a dying person an accurate overview of what will happen after his death."

Fu Zexun still didn't care about this, so while the system program was in chaos, he directly threw a pile of documents to He Jingtong.

"These are the things you want to see." Before Fu Zexun heard He Jingtong's reply, he raised his eyelids and looked at him, "What? Don't you understand why I was so generous to take them out?"

"No." He Jingtong replied to Fu Zexun without looking up while flipping through the records, "If you don't show me your research results, then I think that in the future everyone will only be able to see your results, and will no longer be able to discover the energy you spent on the current process."

Each of these experiments would cause a stir if it were brought out.

And how to give the space gate attribute to the body of the spirit?

The seven kinds of alien spirits created by Fu Zexun have powers that humans can also possess on their own.

The only illusion ability that seems a bit outrageous is just that in the eyes of the top hypnotist.

"The second thing is," He Jingtong glanced at Su Qing, who had also entered the lab but squatted in the corner, "At a time when the game seems to have already marked that you will definitely win, my attempt to understand your game progress will only make you happy."

This means that he will know in detail where he lost.

If you think you can still resist, then do it.

And if he knew clearly that the existence of the alien spirits Su Qing and Fu Zexun at the same time was a situation that he had no way to resist, then I think He Jingtong would become more cooperative in the next research.

Since you are going to die anyway, why make yourself die in pain?

He Jingtong continued to look through the records until he suddenly pointed to a sentence and said, "What do you mean, time gates and space gates are not only related in a vertical and horizontal sense, but are also two absolutely different conceptual entities?"

"It means exactly what it says." Fu Zexun glanced at the black words and explained calmly, "Where there is no space gate, the time gate is still flowing."

"Where there is no time gate, the concept of space gate does not exist. Therefore, I think that time gate is greater than space gate. If you understand time gate, you will naturally understand space gate. If you do not understand space gate, it will be difficult to try to understand time gate."

"In my later experiments on you, in addition to transforming you into a spirit, I will also give you the concept of space gates. This means that you have the foundation to understand time gates."

When Fu Zexun spoke the next words, his tone became hurried involuntarily: "As long as it takes a while for the gate to grow, your existence will inevitably become a legend."

"Should I say that you are too well prepared? Or should I say that everything is just a coincidence." He Jingtong chuckled.

"Maybe this is fate." Fu Zexun shrugged.

They all knew that He Jingtong was an artificial spiritualist, and Fu Zexun's initial experiment happened to be to create an artificial spiritualist.

In addition, the lazy spirit possesses the ability of space gates, and above the space gates, time gates. After possessing the ability of space gates, it has the ability to understand the growth of time gates, and can superimpose existing space gates to create legends.

"One world can only be countered by another world." Fu Zexun couldn't help but feel excited when he thought about how He Jingtong might eventually grow.

What he created with his own hands was not just a legend, he was even going to use this legend to create another world.

The space gate possessed by an S-level alien can be called a small world in itself.

A higher, legendary power... that is definitely a scene that only exists in another world.

With this excited mentality, Fu Zexun heard He Jingtong say: "But the other world has existed from the beginning to the end, and it has no intention of confronting us."

"There aren't even any ghosts there."

Fu Zexun was stunned for a moment, seeming to be somewhat confused about He Jingtong's confident attitude.

But then he heard He Jingtong say: "Tell me, if your fate was determined by someone else's writing from beginning to end, what would you think?"

"Everything you experience is deliberately controlled by invisible hands."

"The experiment of creating an artificial spiritualist was obviously not hidden, was it?" He Jingtong asked Fu Zexun.

“This isn’t even an experimental concept.”

"It's just a seemingly unusual educational method, but you have never known about it..."

It was visibly that Fu Zexun's face turned ugly.

Smart people doubt themselves.

It was just like the coincidence that they both recognized just now.

When something seems like a coincidence, is it really just a coincidence?

If there really is someone controlling and influencing all of this, what is his purpose?

And if that person does not exist at all, but is something of a conceptual nature like fate, and is concretely brought out by He Jingtong...

"But if everything about me is created by someone else, that is, I am a character in a story, then what do you think you are?"

"Another character in the story?" Fu Zexun looked like he was having a fantastical chat with He Jingtong.

But in fact, he had already begun to wonder whether someone was really influencing him.

"I am the protagonist." He Jingtong said this, which Fu Zexun thought was an exaggeration.

"But you are still a character in a story. As a character in a story, how do you view this story and this world?"

What Fu Zexun said had nothing to do with what he was thinking.

He was thinking about when he had transferred his experiment of artificial psychics to artificial alien spirits.

If there had been no push or incitement, or if the experiment of creating artificial spiritualists had not been thoroughly proven to be unfeasible, he should not have turned to creating artificial spirits.

What really prompted him to change his mind...

What is it again?

Fu Zexun couldn't get an answer to this question, and his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

It's like, he lost that memory.

But this is impossible. Fu Zexun is very sure that he has never lost his memory.

The memory in my brain is that I suddenly felt despair about artificial spiritual masters. It's not that I felt despair about the impossibility of artificial spiritual stones, but simply that I felt despair about the fact that people could artificially create spiritual masters.

There must be something unusual here.

But Fu Zexun had no way to quickly lock it from his memory.

However, before figuring out this problem, Fu Zexun still remembered that his current goal was to start trying to convert He Jingtong.

No matter why he changed from creating spiritualists to creating alien spirits, it didn't matter. Fu Zexun only knew that at that moment, he sincerely wanted to create a legend.

Therefore, his inner thoughts returned to the question he asked aloud.

Then I saw He Jingtong saying, "Use your eyes to see."

He Jingtong pointed at his eyeballs and said: "Use your own eyes to see this story. As for looking at this world... From the beginning to the end, I have never changed my perception of the world."

Fu Zexun frowned again.

Because if this hypothesis about the nature of the chat was meaningless, He Jingtong would not have opened his mouth at all.

But if he had said it, with real facts...

"No." Fu Zexun suddenly shook his head, "Don't think about fighting for the time gate anymore."

His eyes were dark and deep behind his glasses: "Making you a legendary existence has become my wish."

"A wish is not a wish in your heart, but something that must be achieved."

He Jingtong shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently. Afterwards, he handed the document in his hand back to Fu Zexun.

He Jingtong has already figured out what the so-called space gate is.

The spiritual master's soul fortress is much thicker than the soul itself.

This is to protect against the outside world, but at the same time, the inside of the soul fortress is not only a person's soul itself, but also another world.

But that world is very small, so small that even if it is detected, if the soul power is not strong enough, it is impossible to try to verify this statement.

The fact is also very obvious, Fu Zexun is unable to verify it on his own.

His so-called verification conclusion only came from a lazy spirit that had died and had been stripped of all its abilities.

And I want to replicate and realize the space gate ability of that dead ghost...

He Jingtong lay on the laboratory table.

The karma syringe that He Jingtong had been looking forward to finally appeared before his eyes.

A strange power that only spiritualists can see is constantly flowing within the glass.

"Are you going to conduct an alienation experiment on me first?" He Jingtong asked when Fu Zexun began to check his equipment again to prevent any accidents.

Fu Zexun said, "The experimental subjects don't need to have so many problems."

But what he actually took out were not the seven syringes of different colors.

A piece of debris emitting green light appeared in Fu Zexun's hand.

This is the fragment of the space gate left behind after the lazy alien died. What Fu Zexun has to do is to implant this power into the deepest part of He Jingtong's soul.

This action is like placing a pearl nucleus into a clam shell.

But opening the soul is not as easy as opening a clam shell.

Not only would it be extremely difficult, it would also very likely tear apart He Jingtong's soul on a large scale.

The tearing of the soul is different from the damage to the soul, and it is not the same as the injury that causes the limbs to be separated from the body.

In this case, it is not too much to be cautious. He Jingtong watched Fu Zexun holding the green fragment and walked towards him. Then, for some reason, he felt dizzy and passed out.

He Jingtong's consciousness was once again dragged into the system space gate by the system.

The system still remembers what He Jingtong said before. He didn't say that he wanted to undergo the spirit transformation experiment...

【Isn’t this acceptance? 】

"No, this is just an experiment to give me the ability of space gate. Repairing my body is just to prevent my body from hindering my soul."

Fu Zexun had to implant the fragments of the space gate first so that He Jingtong could retain his ability to predict after being transformed into a spirit.

This is something he knows.

But from the moment He Jingtong implanted the fragments of the space door with the alien spirit, it meant that something related to the alien spirit had already appeared deep in his soul.

The experiment of spiritualization and transference will become something that must be done.

If you don't do it, it's like a chronic disease that will kill you sooner or later (transform you into a spirit). If you do it, you will die immediately and turn into a spirit.

But there is no need to tell the system about this.

Speaking of which... what does self-alienation feel like?

The thought flashed through He Jingtong's mind.

After observing a large number of instruments and confirming that He Jingtong's soul was finally integrated into the alien's space door fragments, Fu Zexun also exhaled a deep breath and carefully repaired He Jingtong's soul.

This scene is really interesting, He Jingtong's consciousness, watching his body, doing soul experiments on others...

"Is this considered verification? Consciousness and soul are also different entities."

"Are the human body, soul, and consciousness three completely different things?"

[I don’t know.] The system shook its head honestly.

He Jingtong's tea drinking suddenly paused. When his movements became smooth again, he had already skipped the topic.

The new topic is: "Do you think the teacher and other students can get there before Fu Zexun injects his karma into my body?"

[They have arrived.] The system used its conclusion to tell He Jingtong that it didn’t need to guess, but could directly tell him the result.

In fact, just as the system said, the teachers and the old man have already arrived.

When He Jingtong and Zhou Li walked towards the laboratory together, the paper crane used for communication was handed to Zhou Li.

He doesn't need to do anything, just stand aside and act as a human telephone.

After that, all the words were passed along the paper crane to the other side.

The previously difficult-to-break defense line became much easier for An Lai to locate Fu Zexun after it began to collapse from the inside.

But no one expected that the darkness under the light would be so obvious.

That entertainment company that was previously closed down by the government and the academy due to its involvement in anomalies...

At the bottom is Fu Zexun's laboratory.

Who could have thought that Fu Zexun would have the courage to conduct experiments in such a place?

Exterior of the entertainment company building.

Even though this was a high-end office building in the city center, it gradually fell into disrepair after officials deemed it necessary to seal it off.

At this time, dozens of members of the "N" organization had appeared outside the building.

In addition, several teachers from the academy, He Jingtong's two teammates, and Pei Lin and Shang Tingqi who have been secretly investigating since the Jiangnan incident...

They are all here.

Of course, these people also include the unfortunate senior who did not take good care of the younger generation - Zong Feng.

Zong Feng recited what he had said before: "He Jingtong, we will definitely win this battle."

"Start breaking through!" The leading member of the "N" organization, dressed in black uniforms, waved his hand, and many people behind him quickly took action.

An Lai, who was standing on the other side, let out a breath softly.

He clenched his fist, then opened it again before saying, "Let's go pick up He Jingtong."

He didn't say rescue, because compared to He Jingtong's own self-rescue, how could they, who were out there making all kinds of efforts but to no avail, be considered rescued?

It's just about picking up a child who has never given up on himself.

But just this was enough for An Lai to want to tear Fu Zexun into pieces.

At this time, an old man with a white beard standing next to Jian Zirui was holding another paper crane in his hand.

When everyone started to act, the paper crane suddenly made a new sound.

Anyone with good hearing and good eyesight could hear that it was the sound of Zhou Li's involuntary exclamation.

In the laboratory, Zhou Li saw He Jingtong lying on the laboratory table and suddenly began to bleed from all seven orifices.

"Shut up." Fu Zexun was wiping the blood off He Jingtong. When he heard his movements, he turned his head and glanced at Zhou Li. But the look in his eyes was as if he was looking at a corpse.

Zhou Li immediately covered his mouth with both hands.

"The Seven Mysteries are bleeding..." The alien spirit Su Qing looked at the scene and sneered, "As expected of weak humans, you can always refresh my cognitive limits again and again."

Outside, ever since He Jingtong fainted, the only sound conveyed by the paper crane was silence.

After such a long time, these words suddenly came out, which made many people feel nervous.

"What does Seven Hercules Bleeding mean? Has the experiment already begun?" Jian Zirui asked anxiously.

"Those are the voices of Fu Zexun and the alien spirit Su Qing." Qi Xueyi pursed his lips into a straight line, revealing a bloodless paleness.

"I'm afraid the experiment has already begun." Jian Zirui's master had a gloomy expression.

Jian Zirui's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Find the person first."

Since the building has been blocked, all power systems and other things have stopped.

If they want to recover quickly and avoid the hassle of notifying the power company, it would be better for them to take a detour through the underground parking lot.

During the period of the detour, the situation on He Jingtong's side was no longer as simple as the bleeding of the Seven Orifices.

His body seemed to be broken from the inside, and cracks gradually appeared.

The skin and flesh could not resist, and the cracks in his body began to bleed from unknown locations. Then, within a few breaths, he became a bloody man.

There was no point in wiping the blood now, but if the supernaturalization experiment was started on the spot...without verification, Fu Zexun could not guarantee that He Jingtong could still keep the prophecy.

"Why aren't you moving?" The alien spirit Su Qing raised his eyebrows. "With this amount of blood loss, he can only hold on for ten minutes at most."

"No, that's not right. The fragments of the space gate have begun to merge!" Fu Zexun could sense it. After all, when he sent the lazy alien's part of the space gate fragment into the depths of He Jingtong's soul, he also sent a lot of his own soul power for stability.

"Say something I can understand." The alien spirit Su Qing looked at Fu Zexun in confusion.

Fu Zexun suddenly raised his voice: "What I mean is that even if I don't do the transformation experiment, He Jingtong, who has merged the fragments of the S-level alien space door, will sooner or later become an alien."

Zhou Li's eyes suddenly widened, his lips turned pale, and he trembled continuously.

This sentence not only ignited Zhou Li in the laboratory, but also everyone on the other side of the paper crane...

"What does he mean by that?!" Qi Xueyi, who had been able to remain rational, could no longer remain calm.

"Calm down." An Lai held Qi Xueyi's shoulders with trembling arms.

The white-haired boy almost pinched the fragile-looking paper crane.

The desire to destroy that arises for no reason ferments in everyone's heart.

But this time, the people who came to rescue were not only the academy and the "N" organization which symbolizes official personnel.

There were also congratulations to Yunian, and the old guys who congratulated him on becoming an S-class cleric...

If He Jingtong really becomes a spirit, and has the potential to become an S-class spirit...

Cui Tong found that several old guys exchanged glances with each other.

What to do?

The problem now is not just about rescuing He Jingtong, but how to place him after he is rescued...

"There's no need to think about those things!" Zong Feng interrupted everyone's thoughts.

The faces of all shapes and sizes looked ten times uglier than the aliens at that moment.

"What we should do now is to rescue He Jingtong and then see if there is any possibility of recovery. If not, we should at least kill Fu Zexun and bury him with him!" Zong Feng's eyes were fierce.

His words enlightened many people and prevented them from showing their ugly faces immediately.

Many people echoed: "Yes, yes, let's rescue the people first."

"Don't worry, Lao He. Your grandson is our grandson. We will definitely not watch him turn into a ghost."

But these words were like a threat to He Yunian, threatening him that once your grandson turned into a spirit, he would have to face all the spiritual masters present.

He Yunian sneered in his heart, but his face was righteous: "If my grandson really turns into a spirit, you won't have to deal with it. I will deal with my own grandson myself!"

These words made Qi Xueyi and Jian Zirui open their mouths at the same time, but in the end, nothing came out.

Say you can’t do that?

However, spiritualists and alien spirits have always been hostile to each other.

So nothing is useful. The only thing that works is to speed up, as fast as possible, faster and faster, to find He Jingtong as quickly as possible.

In the laboratory, Fu Zexun frowned as he looked at He Jingtong lying on the laboratory table.

The alien Su Qing also continued, "But even if He Jingtong could become an alien, he would die before he actually became one."

"With this amount of blood loss, if you don't take some action, you can't guarantee that his soul will be able to turn into the spirit you want after his body dies."

"As far as I know, he is a spiritual master cultivated by humans, right?" The alien Su Qing was still arrogant, but he knew that "such an existence would not allow his emotions to fall into extremes and turn into spiritualization even if he died."

"...Treat him first." Fu Zexun finally made this decision. He still didn't want to give up He Jingtong's ability to predict the future.

The orange power pushed into He Jingtong's soul countless times. This consumption also made Fu Zexun's face turn ugly for a while.

Su Qing, who was still standing in the darkness, suddenly grinned from an angle that no one could see.

Then, at a critical moment in the treatment, he suddenly said, "It seems that all the people who were related to He Jingtong have come here."

Fu Zexun paused and asked hurriedly, "Really?"

"What's the point of lying to you?" The alien spirit Su Qing said nonchalantly.

"So, do you plan to continue the experiment that is doomed to be interrupted? Or go and treat He Jingtong who is about to die? Or, in other words, choose to summon your spirits and fight against a large number of spiritualists here on your own."

Fu Zexun didn't say anything, but turned around and hugged He Jingtong.

A large amount of blood dripped onto the ground. Fu Zexun's voice was once again transmitted through the paper crane: "He said that he is the protagonist of this story. How could the protagonist of the story die?"

"Oh!" The alien spirit Su Qing became excited. "So you mean to use this dying person to threaten those spiritualists?"

"As long as he is not dead, he still needs to be rescued by humans. As long as he has not completely transformed into a spirit, those humans will not completely break off with you."

"What a good plan." The alien spirit Su Qing exclaimed.

"Shut up." Fu Zexun stopped the alien Su Qing from speaking any further.

This made the alien spirit Su Qing, who had intended to pass on certain information through Zhou Li, gradually unhappy.

He really wanted to say that what Fu Zexun wanted to create through He Jingtong was never an S-level spirit that could be killed. What Fu Zexun wanted was to create a legend of a higher level.

This information is enough to make those humans tremble.

Perhaps some people do not want to abandon He Jingtong, but more people will definitely hope to kill Fu Zexun and He Jingtong at the same time.

I can't express how unwilling I am——

The alien spirit Su Qing stared at Zhou Li.

Of course he knew about the existence of the paper crane.

He Jingtong never really pretended, whether he was teaming up with Zhou Li or after getting the paper crane.

Fu Zexun and He Jingtong don't spend much time together, but the alien Su Qing is different. They are fighting almost all the time.

During the free time of the battle, the alien spirit Su Qing saw more than once He Jingtong talking with a paper crane in his hand.

Su Qing knew what this meant.

This means that He Jingtong was courting him and trying to unite with him at the same time.

As long as Su Qing doesn't mention the existence of Paper Crane, this alliance will be established by default.

How could Su Qing possibly tell him? Telling Fu Zexun about the existence of the paper crane would be as ridiculous as telling someone on someone else.

An S-rank spirit doesn't think that he will become such a ridiculous existence.

But he didn't think about who he was. If he didn't stand on Fu Zexun's side, he could only stand on He Jingtong's side.

Therefore, he must implant the concept that Fu Zexun created a Z-level legendary spirit into the hearts of all human beings! When Fu Zexun was carrying people away, the spirit Su Qing took out a piece of paper from somewhere, took out a pen and wrote on it: "Say, Fu Zexun created the legendary Z-level spirit.

"Or I will kill you." A smiley face was added next to this sentence on the paper.

But when Su Qing showed the paper to Zhou Li, he also said this sentence orally.

"Kill you." The alien spirit Su Qing had an arrogant smile on his face.

Zhou Li was almost frightened to the point of fainting. He was shaking all over, not daring to take a step forward. Following the instructions of the alien Su Qing, he said: "The purpose of this experiment is that Fu Zexun wants to create an existence above the S-level alien, that is, the legendary Z-level alien that only exists in concept.

“And the preliminary experiments have been completed.

This was like telling those old guys hanging around He Yunian that He Jingtong was nothing at all. Once he was transformed into a spirit and killed, their identity as S-level spiritualists would be established.

That's impossible.

Z-level is an existence that even S-level clerics cannot resist.

Because when Class Z was first defined as a conceptual existence, it meant that no human power could resist that existence.

He Jingtong must be killed——

This is a perception that has been subjectively implanted into the human mind by the alien spirit Su Qing.

You can't just watch him turn into a spirit, because once he becomes a spirit, he will no longer be a being you can resist.

And if they were to kill He Jingtong, who was still a human being, that would be naked murder.

Zhou Li didn't understand what these words meant, he only knew that the alien Su Qing suddenly laughed. It was a silent and crazy laugh, he tilted his head up and looked at the ceiling of the laboratory, his mouth almost grinning to his ears.

Fu Zexun knew nothing about what was happening in the rear.

His destination was the monitoring room.

As soon as Fu Zexun stepped into the door of the room, he found that all the places that could be captured by the camera were filled with people.

Whether it is a member of the "N" organization or a college teacher...

There are people everywhere.

The current situation is just like what the alien Su Qing said just now. Either use Fu Zexun to threaten those people, or, the only choice is -

Read as one person surrounding everyone, write as one person being surrounded by everyone.

Can't win.

Because He Yunian is here, even if he lets the alien spirit Su Qing go against the old man, Fu Zexun can't guarantee that he can stop everyone except He Yunian with the wanted alien spirits he has created in a short period of time.

Fu Zexun lowered his head, looked at the blood-soaked boy in his arms, and suddenly said, "Did you expect this to happen?

The alien Su Qing pulled Zhou Li to the door of the monitoring room, and both of them could hear Fu Zexun saying, "Because I know there is no way to win in the game of mutual understanding, I can only keep fighting with Su Qing and rely on hurting myself to extend the time gate and strive for rescue.

"Because you knew that if I faced the situation, I would definitely take you hostage, so you accepted the experiment calmly and allowed yourself to become half-dead.

"For your classmates, teachers and elders, it must be a good idea to abandon a companion who is already on the verge of death in exchange for the life of me, a criminal at the top of the wanted list.

Fu Zexun started laughing as he spoke.

“So you never intended to reject the experiment from the beginning, you just needed the time door for the experiment to open, and it happened to be at this time.

"In this time gate that no one can resist, use your own death in exchange for my burial with you.

Fu Zexun's words, transmitted along the paper crane, became a sharp blade that pierced into everyone's heart.

However, the perception of most people had already been changed by what the alien spirit Su Qing forced Zhou Li to say.

That's the legendary Z-level!

Most of the people who had heard Zhou Li's words were ready to kill the hostages as well. !