Zhang Xiao shook her head: No.
Because I can't dissect myself, and I have no way to record data...
She thought for a moment: But I will train my assistant, and then let her dissect me and give her as much advice as possible before I die.
This woman is either a very thoughtful person, or...just crazy.
But the former...doesn't seem to be the case.
How can there be such a weird person!
What if I disagree?
Wang Ye looked at Zhang Xiao with icy eyes.
Zhang Xiao scratched her messy hair, a little tangled: I don't know what to do either, so I want you to make the conditions...
...
Crazy woman number two!
Wang Ye hesitated to label Zhang Xiao as this, and looked strangely at Zhou Han beside him with a smile on her face.
Why do I only meet a group of monsters.
It's because I came into contact with a plant that I awakened, not because of my body.
He didn't say gloves, but changed it to plants. Because it was hard for him to explain why the gloves were fused into his body.
Plants? Where, what does it look like, is there any left?
Zhang Xiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and her speech speed increased significantly!
It's gone, just one, goodbye.
Wang Ye realized that in the face of this madwoman, the best way was to leave decisively.
With that said, he didn't even have the patience to respond to Zhang Xiao, turned and disappeared into the crowd.
Zhou Han looked curiously at Zhang Xiao, then at Wang Ye's departing figure, and laughed softly behind her hand.
Plants!
Why is there such a plant.
It shouldn't be...
Wang Ye...Wang Ye?
Zhang Xiao seemed to have gone mad, murmuring to herself incessantly, suddenly thinking of something, wanting to confirm with Wang Ye, but found that Wang Ye had already left.
No, I have to find Wang Ye...
With that said, Zhang Xiao turned around and went to Wang Ye's house.
Behind her, a woman who had remained silent sighed slightly: Dr. Zhang, I suggest you go back to the lab first, otherwise Wang Ye will be annoyed and won't say anything then.
Oh.
Zhang Xiao nodded disappointedly, scratched her messy hair, and returned to the headquarters disappointed...
Back home, Wang Ye breathed a long sigh of relief.
Zhou Han leaned against the door of Wang Ye's house, looking at Wang Ye, her face full of ridicule.
Now there's one more who wants to dissect you.
As she spoke, Zhou Han's eyes drifted, constantly scanning Wang Ye's body.
Wang Ye glanced coldly at Zhou Han without saying a word, but had Xiaosi close the door.
Outside the door, Zhou Han's smile grew thicker and thicker, and it was a long time before she slowly left.
The suburb cemetery.
Li Hongtian's figure appeared silently, looked warily at the entrance, found no old man's figure, breathed a sigh of relief, and walked in.
Walking in familiarly, it was obvious that Li Hongtian was not here for the first time...
Looking at the cracked tombstone of Grave No. 6, Li Hongtian's expression was solemn, and it took him a long time to take off his backpack.
Then, he took out piece after piece of bloody flesh from his backpack and silently placed it in front of Grave No. 5.
Grave No. 5 trembled slightly, the flesh dried up at an extremely fast speed, soon dried, and completely disappeared into the air with the light wind.
Then, a faint black mist floated out of the cracks in the tombstone.
Li Hongtian's eyes flashed with joy under his gold-rimmed glasses, inhaling vigorously.
The black mist slowly entered his body along Li Hongtian's nostrils, his complexion gradually turned pale, and his body trembled slightly.
After a long time...
The black mist disappeared.
And Li Hongtian's complexion gradually turned ruddy again.
Clenching his fist hard and feeling the changes in his body, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Li Hongtian's mouth. He skillfully wiped the blood stains in front of the tomb, put on his backpack, and left.
As if nothing had happened.
It's just that the cracks in Gravestone No. 5 seemed to have grown a little bigger.
Night.
Sitting on the newly bought sofa, Wang Ye held a withered fruit in his hand, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
This was what he touched on the corpse of the owner of Grave No. 6.
And the owner of Grave No. 6 was suspected to have been killed by Xiaosi.
But this was questioned by Wang Ye. Because of the missing internal organs.
Unless the internal organs were eaten by Xiaosi, or stuffed into the body, it was hard to explain otherwise. But after Xiaosi came back, Wang Ye observed that there was no blood on her body.
This made Wang Ye always doubt this matter.
Unless at that time in the suburb cemetery, there was a third person.
But for some reason, although the internal organs were removed, the fruit was left behind.
Wang Ye checked all the information files in his authority, but found no record of this fruit.
But whenever he held this fruit, his body would have a strong desire.
Eat it!
This desire kept eroding Wang Ye's brain.
It also made him more cautious.
There was only one fruit, it would be a pity to let Zhou Han try it.
Wang Ye muttered to himself.
Then he silently looked at Xiaosi.
Pondering, Wang Ye got up and walked to the numb Xiaosi, and gently brought the fruit to Xiaosi's mouth.
Xiaosi still had a stiff expression and did not move at all.
Won't resist?
Wang Ye's eyes flickered as he muttered thoughtfully.
Feeling the strong desire within himself, Wang Ye took a deep breath and regained his composure.
Night...
Gradually deepened.
Wang Ye looked at the fruit in front of him, not knowing how long he had been silent.
In his previous life, others said he was a gambler, a mad gambler...
That was because besides his life, he had nothing else. To live, to live better, he had no choice but to gamble his life.
Including this life...
When he first reborn in school, he could still take steps that might lead to hell with a 50% chance of survival.
But I don't know when...
He seemed to be afraid, seemed to cherish his life.
Perhaps it was because he owned the post office? Or was it because he awakened his superpowers?
Unknowingly, he seemed to have...faded away the rogue temperament in his bones.
Including now, holding a fruit that could potentially enhance his strength, but could also kill him.
He hesitated for so long.
In his previous life, he should have eaten it without hesitation, right?
No matter if there was only a 1% chance that it could enhance his strength.
But...is his life really worth money now?
The terrifying severed hand, the mysterious old man, the five awakeners in the wasteland, and the existence in his room that looked exactly like him.
After all, he was still just a worthless life.
In this damned world, on the verge of entering the second eternal night, being timid would still not escape death.
Rather than dying silently in paranormal events, it's better...
To fight his own way out!
What the so-called Ghost King, he preferred the previous title.
Gambler!
At some point, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Wang Ye's mouth. Without hesitation, he put the mysterious fruit into his mouth.
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esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
