Shi Fumeng's Cry for Help

Xu Mu calmly threw the dagger onto the floor. He retreated to the edge of the bed and sat down. "When you start arguing so hysterically, your heart already knows the answer. The dagger is on the floor. If you still want to die for him, I won't stop you."

"Before I underwent the surgery, Mr. Soul told me that I was special."

Tong Guoguo suddenly looked up and stared at Xu Mu.

The golden gears behind her transparent sclera began to spin erratically.

"You're from the Immortality Research Institute. Even if you aren't a researcher, you should at least know some basic knowledge, right?"

Xu Mu crossed his arms, looking into Tong Guoguo's tearful eyes. "Do you know what a skin test is? It's to check if the human body is allergic to a drug, or to test compatibility. Before the surgery, dare you say you haven't done something similar?"

"I..."

Tong Guoguo wanted to argue, but what Xu Mu said was the truth, and she had done it more than once.

"I hit the nail on the head, didn't I? From those initial small tests, one can roughly judge the body's compatibility with the surgery."

Xu Mu looked at Tong Guoguo. "Before the surgery, he picked a few people with the best compatibility and offered a word of encouragement. Isn't that perfectly normal?"

"You're talking nonsense! You're trying to drive a wedge between me and Mr. Soul!"

Tong Guoguo roared at Xu Mu with all her might.

"If you ask me, your status in Mr. Soul's heart is far inferior to Yuli's, even though you are much stronger than Yuli."

Xu Mu continued, "Yuli can perform surgeries and continuously create value for Mr. Soul, while you are just an experimental subject. Whenever they develop a better experimental subject, your good days will be over."

"Nonsense! Nonsense!"

Tong Guoguo threw the door open, turned, and ran outside.

Every word Xu Mu said had struck a chord in her heart. She didn't know who her parents were and had longed for a sense of security since childhood.

It was Mr. Soul who had brought her that sense of security. At the time, there were many other children undergoing experiments.

But she always felt that Mr. Soul treated her as the most special.

After the surgery succeeded, Mr. Soul gave her precious heavenly treasures to improve her cultivation and gifted her a Heaven-tier cultivation technique.

He even publicly declared in front of all the major department heads of the Immortality Research Institute that Tong Guoguo was his ultimate masterpiece.

Tong Guoguo had always been extremely grateful to Mr. Soul.

What she feared the most was that this so-called sense of security was all fake.

She was merely an experimental subject. He was good to her now only because a stronger one hadn't been cultivated yet.

If a stronger one emerged, she would be like a useless tool, thrown into a corner to gather dust.

Xu Mu's words had undoubtedly pierced the weakest part of her heart.

"No wonder her mental fortitude is so weak."

Xu Mu shook his head slightly, walked to the door, picked up the dagger from the floor, and put it into his spatial ring.

Things like this really shouldn't be left to take up room in his storage space.

Going downstairs, Xu Mu had a simple breakfast and then received a call from Xu Ningbing.

After inquiring, he learned that Yan Baizhi was at the company and had specifically asked to see him.

Xu Mu decided to go take a look. He couldn't guess her intentions for the time being.

She might be coming to thank him, or she might be coming to investigate the situation.

...

Xu Group.

Yan Baizhi was in Xu Ningbing's office. Before approaching the door, Xu Mu slightly altered his complexion using a formation.

He made himself look somewhat pale and exhausted.

Pushing the door open, Xu Mu saw the two women in the office.

"What do you need me for?"

Xu Mu walked over slowly and sat on the sofa.

"Little Mu, what's wrong? You don't look so well,"

Xu Ningbing was the first to notice Xu Mu's appearance and asked with concern.

"It's nothing, just a slight fever. I probably caught a cold,"

Xu Mu said as he sat on the sofa.

Beside them, Yan Baizhi glanced at Xu Mu. She hadn't expected that he wouldn't tell Xu Ningbing about what happened, choosing to bear it all alone.

[Affection +5]

In that case, she certainly couldn't say what she wanted to say in front of Xu Ningbing.

"Sister Xu, just as we discussed, we can try collaborating on a few things first. As long as the response is good, we'll increase the investment."

Yan Baizhi stood up from the sofa. "I have some things I'd like to talk to Xu Mu about privately."

"Alright, go ahead then."

Xu Ningbing waved her hand at the two.

The two took the elevator downstairs together and finally got into the back seat of Yan Baizhi's Bentley.

The driver tactfully stepped out of the car, leaving only Xu Mu and Yan Baizhi inside.

"What did you want to see me about?"

Xu Mu looked at Yan Baizhi and asked.

"To thank you, of course. Thank you for risking your life to save me yesterday. Are your injuries alright?"

Yan Baizhi's face clearly belonged to the mischievous and cute type.

But when she said these words, her expression was incredibly serious.

"It's nothing serious. The wound on my chest required a few dozen stitches, but it didn't damage any internal organs."

Xu Mu waved his hand dismissively.

Hearing this, Yan Baizhi looked even more moved. "Since you know that woman, who do you think sent her? I definitely have to investigate this thoroughly!"

Xu Mu certainly couldn't let her investigate thoroughly; after all, he was the one who had lured Tong Guoguo there.

"I don't know either. I only know that woman is from the Immortality Research Institute. At the time, my Cleaner friend and I discovered a branch, and she seemed to be in charge of it. She's hated me ever since."

Xu Mu casually made up an excuse to brush her off.

"A Cleaner friend?"

Yan Baizhi was full of surprise. No wonder Wu Tian only wanted her to deal with Xu Mu in the business world previously.

It seemed Wu Tian also knew about Xu Mu's strength and identity.

"That's right, I'm considered half a Cleaner."

Xu Mu paused here. "By the way, do you know why Wu Tian and I became enemies?"

"Why?"

"The alien Guanxiong tribe killed many of our people. I went over with the Cleaners to exterminate them, but Wu Tian allied himself with those aliens."

Saying this, Xu Mu gently waved his hand. "I know about your relationship with him. You might think I'm trying to sow discord, so don't bother arguing. You can just ask him indirectly."

Hearing this, Yan Baizhi nodded heavily.

If Wu Tian was colluding with the alien race, she would have to cut ties with him immediately.

Her sect and the alien races were irreconcilable enemies. Yan Baizhi's grandfather had died at the hands of the aliens.

[Affection +8]

"Thank you again. You're badly injured, so you should focus on recovering. I won't bother you any longer."

Yan Baizhi said to Xu Mu.

"Alright. You be careful too. If you get caught by that woman again, with my current injuries, I won't be able to save you."

Xu Mu pushed the car door open, slowly got out, and walked away.

Yan Baizhi immediately leaned against the window, watching Xu Mu's back, as black text appeared above her head.

[Affection +10]

"When I said I wanted to investigate, he could have easily blamed it on Wu Tian. He really is a good person."

Yan Baizhi took a deep breath. "My primary goal right now is to investigate whether Wu Tian is colluding with the alien race."

...

As soon as Xu Mu got into his car, he deactivated the formation, allowing his complexion to return to normal.

Just as he was about to drive back, he noticed his phone ringing. He took it out and saw it was a call from Shi Fumeng.

"Hello."

"Xu Mu! It's Shi Fumeng. Something terrible has happened on my end."

Shi Fumeng's urgent voice came through the line.

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