Chapter 164: Look How Good I Am To You

The dim lights in the corridor flickered, illuminating the bloodstains.

"Really rare."

A giggling voice came from under Xie Lan's collar: "Didn't make a move quietly?"

A mouse with a ghostly head and brain poked out from his collar and giggled: "A Tong family scared you like this?"

"The materials are enough, don't do things that aren't worth the loss." Xie Lan walked in front with his hands behind his back: "Besides, encountering an opponent who is prepared in advance, the effects of poison and curses will be discounted, why bother?

Let him fight with those people from the Huaxie Sect. I still have to mix in Yacheng in the future, why go against the Anquan Bureau and the Tong family?"

He paused, his smile became strange, and he looked back:

"However, he must be very regretful, right?"

"Don't be afraid of thieves stealing, be afraid of thieves thinking about it."

After the elevator opened, Ji Jue finally sighed, full of vigilance: How could he not know Xie Lan?

Even if he didn't know Xie Lan, didn't he know himself... pretending to be indifferent for half a day, actually not knowing how to secretly think about his things!

Besides, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, those with virtue reside in them, okay!

So many living Chosen Ones, if he used the Disintegration Technique on them, how much experience would the matrix gain, not to mention materials.

What a huge harvest?

What a pity, the pearl is cast in the dark...

Go back and quietly write a letter to the Anquan Bureau to report him!

Just like Ji Jue's final tentative invitation, during the conversation, the other party was also constantly probing their intelligence—now it seems that the other party came much earlier than himself, I'm afraid they knew the situation in the inpatient building long ago.

The final kind-hearted warning was still probing whether they knew the situation.

Secretly inciting them to step into the pit.

As for the reason... being busy with research is probably just an excuse, or part of the reason, but in the final analysis, it's the incurable disease left by the Nine Evils, right?

He is a Vortex lineage, he would have a hole in his brain to run to the inpatient building.

It's like a Large Group meeting a Berserker, often calm and self-cultivating, with eyes clear enough to beat college students; Embers meeting the traces of the Stagnant Corruption Furnace, they go around it eight hundred miles away...

Delivering food to the door isn't played like this.

"It seems we can't count on the other party to exert much effort."

Ji Jue sighed, dispelling his original idea, but, when necessary... if everyone is going to be in trouble, why not drag the other party into the water?

When the dark little thoughts were spinning, he heard Tong Hua's sigh beside him, worried: "If those guys who attacked us are really the Huaxie Sect, it might be terrible.

If the Time Ruins collapse in Yacheng, the consequences are hard to predict."

"Don't worry, aren't there still living ones?"

Ji Jue finally lowered his head, looking at the Chosen One at the bottom of the small cart, who was constantly shivering and spitting white foam.

Still breathing.

Life is really hard.

What a pity...

Ji Jue flicked his fingers, sighing with pity: Luck is really not very good.

Seemed to have had a very long dream.

A nightmare, or a good dream, it's hard to say.

Unprecedented intense excitement and unprecedented deep drowsiness alternated in his brain, the painful torture between drowsiness and drowsiness and the happiness and excitement like a soul ascending rotated, and in the end, it turned into a desperate feeling never experienced before.

Will and reason had already collapsed from the diffused hormones.

Turned into a pile of mud.

And when Kong Yebai finally opened his eyes again, he saw an unfamiliar ceiling, covered in bloodstains, scarlet spiritual circuits intertwined with each other, densely covering every inch of space on the floor, walls, and ceiling, and the air was filled with pungent blood, and shrill wailing and terrified screams came from behind the wall.

It was as if he had come to hell.

When the collapsed consciousness barely merged again, he saw a face covered in blood, smiling.

"Hmm? You're awake?"

On the operating table made of office desks, Ji Jue was still busy, raising his hand, wiping the blood and sweat on his forehead, and smiling at him: "Sorry, I'm still busy here, it will be your turn in a while, please wait a moment."

His pupils trembled, trying hard to open his eyes, looking at the table.

That corpse that had been dismantled into pieces, and even the head thrown aside, that familiar face, was none other than Wang Ximin who had come with him not long ago!

And now, right in front of him, the dead teammate was drained of blood for storage, drained of spiritual quality to turn into ashes, and even the broken matrix was completely disintegrated, right in front of him, smashed to bones and ashes.

But the culprit who did all this was smiling from beginning to end. When he looked up, he softly persuaded: "Eating too much glutinous rice is not easy to digest, you guys should eat less, it's not easy to clean up."

"Save, save me..."

Kong Yebai trembled violently, struggling, but couldn't break free from the shackles. He was hung on the wall, in a daze, unable to mobilize spiritual quality, and even the matrix was done something to, without any reaction.

He could only instinctively scream and shout.

But soon, he couldn't make a sound anymore.

"Shh!"

Ji Jue raised a finger, "Working hours, keep quiet."

The flowing mercury seemed to be a living thing, crawling up along his legs, with a cold and viscous feeling, drilling into his mouth and nose, blocking all shouts.

But it forced him to open his eyes wide, to see clearly how his teammate was drained of all value, and even the bones and flesh were not spared, thrown into a basin to feed the ghost fetus.

And an office chair was finally dragged in front of him amidst a harsh sound.

Ji Jue sat down, examining him, for a long time, clapped his hands.

"First time questioning, I don't have much experience."

Ji Jue supported his chin, suggesting: "Let's start with the simplest, how about it?"

As he said, he asked: "How many people are there in total?"

The mercury squirmed and opened a gap, allowing him to finally breathe. He coughed violently, tears and snot pouring out.

"I, I don't know... brother, please, let me go, I..."

"Lying."

Ji Jue sighed, shaking his head in disappointment: "Lying for the first time, you might not be used to it, you should practice first... It doesn't matter, we can increase understanding.

Let's start with your pancreas."

As he said, he picked up the scalpel on the small cart beside him, and with a smooth movement, cut a small opening in his stomach. The cold touch of metal sank into his abdomen amidst struggles and screams. Soon, on the hemostatic forceps, a bloody thing appeared before his eyes.

"Look, this is your pancreas. Pancreatic cancer is a fatal and painful disease with a 100% mortality rate. What's more terrifying is that before dying, people will suffer endless torture.

But you don't have to worry from now on!"

Ji Jue was beaming: "Look how good I am to you?"

"Hmm!!! Hmm!!!!"

Watching the approaching organ, Kong Yebai couldn't feel any closeness of the same origin, but stared wide-eyed, leaning back in horror, but it was useless, it was stuffed into his mouth and slid into his throat.

"Eat what you need, supplement more." Ji Jue comforted: "Don't worry, in this Time Ruins, losing flesh and organs won't kill you, we can still play for a long time, you should calm down first."

He suggested: "Let's start with the simplest, how about it? Name?"

Kong Yebai's expression kept twitching, trying hard to restrain the urge to curse and wail. Finally, he answered tremblingly: "... Li, Li Chunchang."

Ji Jue's eyebrows rose: "Really strange, who is the Old Kong your teammate shouted before he died? Is there no such person? Do you have any impression?"

"I, I don't kn... ah ah ah ah!!!"

"This time, it's the liver."

Ji Jue's fingers crossed the wound, kindly helping him stop the bleeding, lifting it up, and shaking it before his eyes: "You should drink less, how did it become so brittle?

Come, supplement."

Tong Hua, who was hiding on the side and guest-starring as a lie detector, had already moved another step back, fearing that blood would splash on her. On the other hand, Ji Jue's demon aura was getting heavier and heavier after entering the play. Could it be that he was liberating his nature, damn it?

What kind of feng shui is this broken Yacheng, to be able to raise a potential serial killer like you...

It is clear that eating what you need is useful.

After supplementing the liver and lowering the liver fire, Kong Yebai was much more cooperative next.

Name, age, gender, all explained clearly, making Ji Jue, who originally wanted to help him change his gender, feel regretful, without any demeanor of a tough guy.

However, it also seems very reasonable. In this day and age, what kind of tough guy would fall into a cesspit like the Huaxie Sect?

After a good start, Ji Jue didn't need to ask anymore, and he started to explain fluently.

Kong Yebai, male, 41 years old, Federation citizen, Entropy-line Chosen One.

In order to seek treatment for his own illness, he joined the Huaxie Sect four years ago. This time entering the Time Ruins was also to execute the cult's mission, obtain living specimens of the incurable disease, and detonate the Time Ruins in Yacheng.

He followed the High Priest, a group of nine people, and since entering the Time Ruins, he had been trying to get close to the isolation area of the incurable disease. For a long time, the High Priest had gone deep into the inpatient building, not knowing what he was doing, while they remained in the outpatient building as support and ears, on the one hand persuading outside Chosen Ones to join, providing materials for the High Priest, and on the other hand eliminating the disasters that might interfere with the plan.

Everyone had a clear division of labor, and they were full of fighting spirit, rushing toward the road to death.

It can be said to be harmonious.

Of course, he knew that he would not have a good end, but he had no choice long ago.

Rather than leaving the cult and waiting for death, it is better to gamble that after the Time Ruins explodes, the cult will arrange it properly, and by then they can run away from Haizhou...

As a cult that follows the Nine Evils and worships destruction and chaos, the name Huaxie Sect alone can be said to stink for miles.

Although the Long Jihui pursues the art of dragon transformation and the change of evil objects, they take the high-end route. Even if they make trouble every day, they can't make much trouble, and most of them are considered high-end games.

But the Huaxie Sect likes to disguise itself as other sects and organizations to preach in secret, inciting evil object worship or eroding the foundation of Shangshan.

Because of its secrecy and disguise, it often runs away after harvesting believers when local institutions come to the door.

And the reason why it can still be mixed like a duck in water in the years of encirclement and suppression, in addition to the fact that there are some ghostly things under the Heaven and Vortex supporting it, the main reason is that the Huaxie Sect has a technique that can be said to be unique.

—They can reduce the symptoms of degeneration in Chosen Ones.

Severe cases become mild, mild cases become symptom-free.

This is an effect that absolutely cannot be achieved by any regular medical treatment today.

Useful, easy to use, and fast-acting, as for the side effects and costs... everyone has fallen to the point of cooperating with the Huaxie Sect, so who would worry about this?

Basically, every Chosen One who chose Huaxie treatment under persuasion eventually joined the Huaxie Sect, and even became a backbone and core member.

Just like Kong Yebai today.

As early as four years ago, side effects of Entropy-line degeneration appeared on him—elementalization. If there were no Huaxie Sect, he might have exploded long ago. How could he still be alive and kicking as a dog-legged man now?

"However, logically speaking, the Quancheng ruins are now surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and even flies can't fly out... How did you get in?"

Ji Jue keenly noticed the problem, and asked again: "Could it be that only your team got in?"

"I... I..."

This time, Kong Yebai, who had known everything, hesitated, stuttering, his expression twitching: "Spare me, brother, spare me, father, you are my own father... If I say it, the High Priest will definitely..."

"Really strange."

Ji Jue sighed in doubt, lowering his head, looking at his hands covered in blood, full of doubt: "You are afraid of a High Priest who cannot save you, but are you not afraid of me?"

He asked curiously: "Is it because I look kinder than your High Priest?"

"He, he... I... I..."

Kong Yebai's expression twitched, tears and snot flowing, helplessly opening his mouth, showing the badge branded on his upper jaw, which was the lock on the heart pivot.

Once it involves fundamental barriers, let alone opening his mouth, even such thoughts cannot be generated.

If forced to pry it open, I'm afraid he would directly become an idiot.

"Tsk..."

Ji Jue's expression became increasingly gloomy—playing restraint PLAY with your Ember daddy? Did you ask my omnipotent "Non-Aggression"?

But amidst the pondering, an unusual sound came from outside the door, making Ji Jue's expression seem stunned for a moment.

Then, it became increasingly gloomy.

Just waving his hand, he untied the shackles on Kong Yebai, and then, he forcibly put a white coat on him, stuffing the hungry ghost fetus that was eager to try into his arms:

"Patients attacking doctors are not restricted. You know what should be said and what should not be said."

Before the words fell, the sound of pushing the door rang out.

Then, after that gap, a smiling face covered in stitches appeared, and pitch-black eyes covered in bloodshot threads swept through the room: "So late, not resting, what are you making noise for?

Hmm? Why is he here?"

Kong Yebai's heart beat wildly. At this moment, looking at the hideous and cold expression of the past, he had no fear at all, but rather, as if he had seen a relative, almost crying with joy:

"I... I..."

"Oh, he came to help." Ji Jue interrupted his words, turning his head, smiling at him: "Afraid we don't have experience in taking care of infants and young children, enthusiastically helping, right?"

In his arms, the baby crawled onto his neck at the right time, the sharp big mouth hanging in front of his neck, eager to try.

Making his tears really fall.

"Yes... it's like this..."

"Colleagues loving each other, really good, really good."

Director Qian clapped and praised, then ordered: "However, don't delay the business, it's time to check the ward."

"Now?" Ji Jue hesitated.

"Yes, patients don't wait, just now."

Director Qian nodded decisively, not allowing any delay or excuse.

Kong Yebai lowered his head stiffly, concealing his ecstatic expression, only seeing Ji Jue look at him coldly, signaling him to wait obediently, and then, he stood up.

"... Okay."

He followed Director Qian and pushed the door out.

In the long dead silence, in the entire office, only Kong Yebai was left, and a ghost fetus crawling all over the floor...

He stared wide-eyed, looking around in disbelief, fearing that this was some kind of trap.

But the severe pain and anxiety coming from his body could no longer be endured, and he subconsciously wanted to get up and approach the door. But before he walked in, he saw the ghost fetus suddenly alert, the strange smile and hideous face looking toward him.

Making his heart cold.

At this moment, he had lost the sensing of the matrix and blessings, and had no spiritual quality to mobilize abilities, so he was no match for this monster. But in the daze, his thoughts turned, and he suddenly remembered the greed when this ghostly thing gnawed on his teammate's corpse.

Turning back, looking at the surgical tool cart, his expression twitched, then twitched again.

Finally, he mustered his courage and pulled out a bone saw from it.

Gritting his teeth.

"..."

His expression was first distorted, then convulsed, almost unable to restrain the scream, but the anesthetic still remaining in his body numbed the pain to a certain extent. In the end, his face completely lost its blood color, turning pale.

Half an arm had already fallen on the table.

Just like that, he tentatively picked up his own limb and shook it at the ghost fetus. After noticing the greedy and hungry gaze, Kong Yebai couldn't help but laugh.

Bitter laugh.

Suddenly, he threw the severed arm behind him, and while the ghost fetus pounced on it, he gritted his teeth and got up, rushing out of the door.

Running wildly, disappearing into the darkness.

Only the panting sound like sobbing echoed in the wailing.

Run, run, run!

Run fast!

Kong Yebai had never run so fast, even unable to care about tangling with the hungry patients who gathered around, stumbling and pushing open the door of the stair corridor, running all the way up, just like escaping from hell.

Running to the fifth floor, he finally couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

His footsteps became increasingly staggering.

His eyes were dizzy.

But he didn't dare to stop, like a beast, crawling on the ground, climbing, screaming and shouting.

"Old Kong?"

In the office, someone seemed to hear the shrill wailing outside, went out to check, saw his face, was stunned on the spot, and hurriedly helped him up and brought him into the office.

Under the dim light, the companions gathered around, seeing his miserable state, shocked and speechless.

"How did you become like this?"

"You came back alone? Where are Ximin and Old Xiu?"

"Quick, quick, contact the High Priest..." Kong Yebai couldn't care about taking medicine, holding his companion's hand tightly: "I want to contact the High Priest! Immediately! Hurry!"

That monster who didn't know where it ran out from had almost dug out the entire cult plan!

Must, at all costs, eradicate!

In the empty office, the door pushed open again.

"Sure enough, ran away?"

Ji Jue, who received the news, hurried back, only to see the empty office.

On the chair in the corner, Tong Hua finally revealed her figure. After watching the whole process, her expression was already numb: "Yes, exactly as you expected."

Even the link of chopping off the hand was about the same.

"Then clean it up." Ji Jue rolled up his sleeves and started to organize the messy office: "Things are piled up here and there, it's annoying to look at."

"Hmm?" Tong Hua was puzzled, "At this time, don't you hurry to follow up and find out the other party's nest?"

But even though she said so, her body still got up and cleaned up diligently. Anyway, following this guy, her brain felt like it was going to degenerate.

"What are these bottles for? Why are they placed here?" She looked at the pile of plastic cans and containers on the table, not noticing when they were placed there.

"Used up, useless, throw them away."

Ji Jue glanced at them, waving his hand indifferently: "But be careful, wear gloves, nitric acid and concentrated sulfuric acid are corrosive to people. The radioactive material for CT in the hospital was originally in the lead box, empty warheads... well, empty warheads are empty warheads, just put them there."

"Oh."

Tong Hua responded, picked up the box, and suddenly felt that something seemed wrong. She suddenly bent down and saw the bucket under the office desk that had been completely opened and empty.

That seemed to be... a container for glycerin?!

Instantly, Tong Hua was struck by lightning!

She turned her head in shock, looking at Ji Jue, in disbelief: "You didn't really make a bomb, did you?"

Ji Jue didn't answer.

Just smiled.

Tong Hua swallowed her saliva, her expression gradually stiffening: "You wouldn't have put the bomb..."

Ji Jue was silent.

The smile remained.

In the dead silence, only the countdown of the electronic clock in the corner slowly returned to zero.

And then, a violent tremor like a tsunami suddenly struck. Amidst the shaking of the earth and mountains, a deafening roar accompanied by the eruption of thick smoke and fire echoed within the Time Ruins.

"Yes."

Ji Jue answered. ===== CHAPTER 165 =====