Seeing Qiong Xuan also appear here, Han Meng's gaze condensed, calmly answering:
"Familiarizing the terrain, convenient for patrolling."
"I should have said, the third floor and below do not need you guys to worry about, do not do superfluous things... Vice Captain Han Meng coming to the third floor, seems to not have reported to me?"
Han Meng's worries ultimately still came true, however to the current him, this was already no longer important... his objective of coming to the Aurora Base, was already achieved.
"Did not." Han Meng expressionlessly locked gazes with Qiong Xuan.
Seeming to feel Han Meng's disregard towards himself, a touch of anger emerged on Qiong Xuan's face. He spoke with a cold voice:
"Vice Captain Han Meng, disregarding discipline, leaving his post without permission, grounded to the first floor, suspended for five days... do you have any opinions?"
"No."
Chen Ling blinked his eyes, suddenly speaking, "Isn't this going to deduct some salary?"
Han Meng turned his head to look at Chen Ling, wearing an expression of having seen a ghost. Even when confronting Qiong Xuan he didn't lose his composure like this... Chen Ling's one sentence, silently gave the back of Han Meng's neck a stab, making him almost Emotionally Broken.
A few minutes ago he was still patting his chest saying he definitely stood on his side, and now backhand he just proposed to deduct his salary... holding a grudge shouldn't be held like this right??
Qiong Xuan raised his brows, looking astonishingly at Chen Ling standing behind Han Meng with not much presence,
"And why are you here?"
"I..."
"It was me who let him follow me." Han Meng did not wait for Chen Ling to speak, then continued saying, "He was originally patrolling. I let him follow to supervise me, in order to avoid me going down to the third floor all alone, and being considered as having ulterior motives."
"Right." Chen Ling nodded repeatedly. "He forced me."
Han Meng: ...
Han Meng was after all a Vice Captain assigned over, Qiong Xuan didn't dare to be too excessive towards his handling. But Chen Ling was different. He was merely a First-Tier newcomer. If Qiong Xuan believed he was together with Han Meng, he was afraid he would be implicated by the fury... Chen Ling had finally managed to sneak into the Aurora Base with great difficulty. If he was just put in solitary confinement or expelled out of the Aurora Base or something because of this, the mission would be thoroughly cold.
Now, was exactly the time to ruthlessly sell out Han Meng!
Qiong Xuan doubtfully sized up Chen Ling a bit, finally still waving his hand: "Go back to your own post."
Chen Ling turned around and left without the slightest hesitation.
Han Meng's complexion was livid. He also closely followed to walk towards the second floor. At the same time, Qiong Xuan's voice rang out again:
"Han Meng, I don't care what deal you reached with Tan Xin, but here, everything is what I say... understand?"
Faint light flickered in Han Meng's eyes. He did not respond to Qiong Xuan, not even turning his head as he walked towards the dim channel...
...
A sickbed was slowly pushed out of the laboratory.
"How strange... the Potion has been injected for so long, how come this one still hasn't shown a reaction?"
"Logically speaking, even if it's the first injection, at this time at least a change in skin color would appear... but the traces of mutation seem to not have appeared on his body."
"Could it be the Potion's amount is too little?"
"Unclear, push it back to observe for a period of time first."
"..."
As the sickbed was pushed back to the original room, the few White Coat Wearers then wanted to turn around and leave. Just at this time, one White Coat Wearer seemed to have remembered something, pulling out a few binding straps from the side.
"You are..."
"Sigh, you forgot this is a mental patient? If this is not tied well, what to do if he wakes up and runs around wildly again?"
"True too."
The few people worked together with a common effort, using binding straps to tie Jian Changsheng firmly onto the bed. After confirming that no matter how he pulled and tugged he wouldn't budge an inch, only then did they leave satisfied.
The room again fell into a patch of dead silence.
Jian Changsheng slowly opened his eyes.
"Huu..." He heaved a long sigh of relief. "What things exactly did that group of guys inject into my body... how come it feels oddly comfortable?"
He turned his head looking towards the side. On the sickbed next door, a black object without human shape was currently lying there. Seeing this scene, Jian Changsheng's pupils shrank slightly, as if he was given a fright.
Just now his neighbor was still a youth, how come in the blink of an eye, he just became like this?
"Brother... brother?" Jian Changsheng spoke probing. "Are you alright?"
That puddle of black object couldn't be seen having any reactions. Until the time Jian Changsheng had already given up on communicating with him, a hoarse and ear-piercing voice then slowly rang out:
"...Not too good..."
"You can still talk ah? I thought you were about to die."
"..." He issued two bitter hollow laughs. "Estimated to not be far from death either... compared to now, perhaps dying would instead be more straightforward."
"How do you feel?"
"Don't know... I already can't feel my original body anymore... it hurts everywhere... the eyes' viewing angle is also very strange..."
Jian Changsheng tried raising his head to take a glance over there, discovering his face had already been covered by black Curse Runes, fundamentally unable to see where the eyes were. His heart couldn't help but feel some pity... he had been unlucky for so long, it was still rare to see someone more miserable than him.
Jian Changsheng sighed. "Why couldn't you think things through, sending yourself here..."
"Didn't you also come?"
"Me? I am different."
I will be leaving in a while... Jian Changsheng thought to himself.
Zhao Yi paused for a moment, his voice full of helplessness. "If there was a choice, who would be willing to come here... pity that lives of Ordinary Persons like us, are the most worthless."
Jian Changsheng took a glance at the time on the wall. Since he entered the Aurora Base, three hours and fifty minutes had already passed... Just now during the experiment process he had already missed a rendezvous opportunity, this time he absolutely could not miss it again.
"Brother, do me a favor."
"...What?"
"In a while no matter what you see, what you hear, don't make a sound... just pretend you didn't see it alright?"
Only ten minutes remained until the next rendezvous, meaning Jian Changsheng now must get moving. And even if his movements were even more secretive, it was also impossible to conceal it past Zhao Yi who was right by his side... so he only spoke to probe Zhao Yi, whether he had already lost consciousness, or still harbored consciousness.
Now that the other party was still awake, then he could only first use this kind of method, to steady the other party.
"Alright." Zhao Yi very straightforwardly responded.
His straightforwardness instead made Jian Changsheng somewhat out of his expectations... he couldn't resist asking:
"You're not curious what I'm going to do?"
"A Mushroom can even speak, is what you do still important?" Zhao Yi gave two hollow laughs. "You sneaking into this base, should have another objective right?"
This one sentence, directly made Jian Changsheng's brows frown. He didn't expect this young man in the bed next door, actually just pointed out his identity without a care like this.
"Are you not afraid I am a bad person?"
"I am already about to die... good or bad, what does it have to do with me? No matter how bad you are it's nothing more than stabbing me to death with one knife. If it's like this, perhaps I would even have to thank you."
Zhao Yi paused for a moment. In his mind, successively emerged the scenes of Chen Ling turning into flying ash on the train, Han Meng suffering Unanimous Condemnation in the court, and himself suffering torture inside the Aurora Base... After a long time, he hoarsely spoke again,
"What's more, what is good in this era, what is bad... I am already unable to distinguish clearly."