Longevity

"The big shot has left." After Ye Chuan walked away, Tian Xiaotian and Zhang Ya watched his retreating figure before lowering their gazes to the weapons in their hands, their cold edges glinting faintly.

Sharp, seemingly indestructible.

These were no ordinary weapons.

"Xiaotian, this weapon looks like high-tier gear. It’s amazing." Zhang Ya examined the longsword in her hand. Though it didn’t seem like modern equipment, for some reason, she felt it was far more powerful than any weapon she’d ever obtained before.

Meanwhile, Tian Xiaotian carefully stashed the healing medicine into her pocket. After wrapping a strip of cloth around the hilt of her sword, she tested its grip, her gaze sharp and resolute as she said,

"With these weapons, we can actually hurt that monster now. We’ll survive."

In a dungeon where weapons and items were originally forbidden, the addition of Ye Chuan’s gear had drastically reduced the difficulty.

After all, their goal was simply to survive, not to loot any special items.

Before, they couldn’t even scratch the monster—no matter how skilled they were, their only option had been to flee.

"Monsters… can be slain." Tian Xiaotian said coolly.

Zhang Ya: "…"

She silently observed the familiar Tian Xiaotian, then couldn’t help but recall the one who had knelt before Ye Chuan moments ago, practically hugging his leg and calling him "daddy." She suddenly wondered which version of her was the real one.

No.

That earlier act must have been a disguise—just a ploy to gain the high-level player’s help.

"Let’s go."

"Right."

……

……

"Tap, tap, tap." Footsteps echoed in the empty, silent stairwell as Ye Chuan ascended step by step, heading straight for the fourth floor.

The laboratory was on the fourth floor. To uncover valuable clues, he needed to see what was inside.

"Lunch break is almost over. Where are you going, student?"

A sudden voice from the side interrupted Ye Chuan’s thoughts. He turned and saw a man who looked like a teacher. "Get back to your classroom!"

"The break isn’t over yet, is it? I’m just looking around." Ye Chuan smiled.

"The fourth floor is under renovation—no entry!" The teacher’s tone grew impatient, his voice turning rough, like sandpaper grinding against stone.

"Get back! Do you want to be disciplined?!"

Before Ye Chuan could respond, the man transformed into a monster, claws sharp and eager as he lunged forward!

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, followed by several more in quick succession.

Staring at the monster’s collapsed, skin-like remains, Ye Chuan twirled his revolver around his finger before stepping over it and continuing up to the fourth floor.

The fourth floor looked no different from the others—if anything, it was almost too ordinary.

Yet, Ye Chuan could sense something unusual in the air.

"…" After a moment of silence, he pulled out a pair of magic glasses and put them on. Instantly, he noticed strange red marks clinging to the walls, as if left behind by some liquid.

The crimson streaks stretched down the hallway, blooming at the far end where the entire area was bathed in a sinister, blood-like hue.

Frowning, Ye Chuan walked to the end of the corridor, where a single door stood.

No nameplate, no label—just a broken, forcibly snapped-off fixture where one might have been.

"Click, click." He tried the handle. Locked.

Taking a few steps back, Ye Chuan raised his gun but hesitated, considering the noise might attract unwanted attention. Instead, he drew a spirit sword.

"Vzzzt—"

Like slicing through tofu, the door shattered effortlessly under his blade.

Sword in hand, he stepped inside.

Dark. Cold. The air reeked of something foul.

Ye Chuan glanced around. Under the dim light, he could see the floor littered with grotesque red flesh-like masses—some blackened, others coated in slime, scattered everywhere.

The place looked like a disaster zone—cabinets toppled, tables overturned, destruction in every corner.

"…" Ye Chuan crouched, pressing a finger against one of the slimy patches. The texture felt familiar.

His sister’s?

What was the connection between his sister… and this lab?

Standing up, Ye Chuan began searching the lab for any useful clues.

There were countless drawers. He rifled through them one by one, only to find nothing—or rather, clear signs that someone had already cleaned them out.

Left with no choice, he activated his magic glasses, scanning for anything hidden.

"Huh?"

Noticing something, he approached a fallen cabinet and lifted it, revealing a single sheet of paper beneath.

The contents were barely legible, smeared with dried, blackened slime—but Ye Chuan could still make out fragments.

[Log: Our plan succeeded. The dream of immortality is within reach… But the test subject is unstable. Though it possesses infinite regeneration and does not age, it is completely uncontrollable… And ever since the experiment succeeded, I’ve noticed everyone acting stranger… Muttering to themselves… Smiling for no reason… Especially the principal…]

The rest was unreadable. After studying it several times, Ye Chuan muttered, "An immortality experiment?"

"Immortality…"

"Growth?" He recalled the stone plaque he’d seen at the school’s entrance.

[Growth]

Could it be…

Read backward?

Immortality experiment—eternal life!

Ye Chuan continued scouring the lab with his magic glasses but found nothing else of value beyond that single page.

"Interesting. A school conducting immortality experiments… Test subjects, and everyone acting stranger?"

Just as he turned to leave, he froze.

A presence.

He tilted his head slightly, gaze shifting toward the hallway—

Dozens of teachers stood there, packed shoulder-to-shoulder, their eyes locked onto him. Then, their lips split unnaturally, stretching past their ears in grotesque grins.

"Violating the rules by entering the lab… means death!"

A deafening shriek erupted as the horde of creatures surged forward, their monstrous forms flooding the corridor!

Ye Chuan watched impassively. The next moment, a mechanical silhouette materialized behind him.

[Item: Missile Launcher

Fires a devastating explosive. The blast will not harm you.

Ammo: 3]

"Bang." He mimed a gunshot with his fingers.

"Vzzzzt—"

The missile launcher flashed blue, unleashing a projectile that streaked through the air and landed squarely in the midst of the monsters.

Instant detonation.

Smoke and blue flames engulfed the entire fourth floor. Through the haze, Ye Chuan emerged unscathed, not a speck of dust on him. He didn’t bother looking back at the carnage—only the shockwave’s wind made his clothes flutter violently.

"Annoying."

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