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Fukang Private General Hospital, Second underground floor.
There was a strong rancid smell in the cold air, mixed with the bloody sweetness and the smell of formalin, which could make people feel dizzy.
The baby specimen on the iron shelves, stitched dead bodies standing in the corner of the walls, and the strange lines depicted on the ground.
Everything in the line of sight seemed extraordinarily eerie and infiltrating.
Wen Jianyan was imprisoned on the delivery bed, his wrists and ankles were tightly locked by the cold metal, causing a dull pain.
He gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down.
The legendary special item was placed on the surgical tray beside him. The pale yellow liquid showed a turbid texture under the light, and the deformed baby with a large head and small body was floating up and down in it.
Wen Jianyan didn’t know if it was his illusion…
But he felt as if it was alive and even slowly moving its shrunken limbs.
Wen Jianyan retracted his gaze and looked at other places on the second underground floor.
He realized that the delivery bed he was lying on was not the only one on this floor. To be precise, there was a whole row of delivery beds spread out next to him. The cold white frame of the beds was stained with dried-up brown bloodstains, and each bed had traces of being used.
—Only one delivery bed was not empty.
A dark and shriveled corpse lay on the delivery bed. Its dried wood-like wrists and ankles fixed on the bed frame were drooping down. Its shrunken skin was clinging to the skull, and its mouth was wide open, revealing two rows of teeth protruding outward.
Its throat was slit, like a mouth that couldn’t bleed, dried and wide open.
A shocking gap was opened in the stomach of the corpse as if it had been forcibly torn from the inside of the body by something.
This way of death…
Wen Jianyan was slightly startled.
Lin Qing?
The other party seemed to have noticed Wen Jianyan’s strangeness, and followed his line of sight:
“She…”
The dean, whose whole body was covered in stitches, leaned over and approached: “She was just a failure.”
His face seemed to have been pieced together. The color of his eyes was not the same, and the position and size of the eyeballs were also completely mismatched as if they came from two different bodies.
The dean of Fukang Hospital looked at the face of the young man in front of him in the light and said in a careless voice: “It’s a pity. I had high hopes for her, but I didn’t expect her to secretly collect information and evidence…”
“Even as a mother, she was equally disappointing.”
“The Holy Child was in her body for only two days.”
While speaking, the dean of the Fukang Hospital picked up the small jar from the surgical tray beside him and stared at the little baby floating inside with fanatical admiration.
He turned his head with a smile and looked at Wen Jianyan, who was tied to the bed:
“However, you can get along with ghost babies so well. You can probably do the same with the Holy Child.”
The young man who had been silent from the beginning finally spoke slowly:
“I… have a question.”
“You are not qualified to ask questions.” The dean raised the corners of his split mouth slightly, a cruel cold light flashing in his eyes: “Why do you think that I have an obligation to answer your question? “
“You only need to hatch the Holy Child and that’s enough.”
Wen Jianyan: “I understand, but…”
His words paused hesitantly, deliberately leaving a short blank period.
The other person’s attitude was really too weird. In a situation like this people always feel incomprehensible, so he couldn’t help but wonder what the other party wanted to say.
Feeling that in this method something was out of his control made the dean a little anxious:
“But what?”
“Have you ever wondered why you kept failing so many times before?”
“……”
The dean narrowed his eyes silently.
“I understand that if you want to hatch the Holy Child, you must have a qualified flesh/body.”
Wen Jian cooked up nonsense and said slowly, earnestly, and carefully:
“However, the Mother of the World must be some kind of ideology beyond human beings. Is it possible that the mother you found before has been failing, not necessarily because the quality of the flesh/body is not up to standard, but because the spiritual body is not being accepted?”
“Similarly, if the spiritual body of the mother rejects the Holy Child too much, will it be judged as unqualified twice?”
Wen Jianyan’s nonsense became more and more smooth:
“Of course, you are a professional in this field. As a doctor, you should know better than me that sometimes the patient’s own wishes affect the rejection of organ implantation, right?”
The other party remained silent.
“You see, I get along really well with the ghost babies. I don’t think you will ever find another person like me. Wouldn’t it be really a pity if I also failed to hatch the Holy Child?”
Saying that, Wen Jianyan cast a glance at the two stitched monsters not far away:
“I’m already tied up tightly now, with those two plague gods around, the ghost babies don’t dare to come out to help me, so what are you worried about?”
He looked at the dean of the hospital in front of him again, and said sincerely:
“I promise, if you answer my questions, I will not have any rejection toward hatching the Holy Child.”
Wen Jianyan briefly paused:
“Of course, as a human being, the basic rejection is definitely uncontrollable, but I will definitely not scream in fear like you have found other mothers do before.”
Under the strong light, the young man’s light amber-colored eyes were covered with ghostly qi. His expression was sincere as if he was really thinking about the other party.
“This way, even if this hatching fails, at least it will be proved that my guess just now was not necessarily correct, and it will also rule out a wrong option for you, which will also be beneficial for your next experiment, right?”
After a brief silence, the dean said slowly:
“…What’s your purpose in helping me without asking for anything in return?”
“Even if a person dies, he should be an understanding ghost, right?”
Wen Jianyan replied with a faint blush on his face: “Of course, there is one more thing I believe you can see.”
The young man said embarrassedly:
“…Actually, I did this to delay time.”
“There is always an uncontrollable desire to survive in humans. Even at this point, I still can’t help but hope that my teammates can come to save me. But now I am defenseless and have no means of confronting you, so I can only hope to delay the time through this conversation, and see if I can use this to escape the fate of death.”
In the “Integrity First” live broadcast room:
[Fuck, why do I feel like I’ve really been convinced!!!]
[I never believed in convincing a Boss by talking nonsense, but this time, I have to say…it’s…really… The world is so big and full of wonders.]
[This Captain Black really is something… First, he raised questions based on known conditions to shake the opponent’s sense of belief in his own actions, and then took the initiative to cooperate to reduce the opponent’s threat level, showing his use value; then he became honest at the last minute. On the one hand, he gained the trust of the other party by exposing his own thinking, and on the other hand, he used the arrogance of being an instance boss… after this set of tricks, his situation is basically stable.]
[Upstairs, stop boasting. So what if his situation is stable now? He can only delay the time for a while like this. He doesn’t really think that his teammates can find this place, right? Even if they can find it, they will be seeking their own death.]
[Yeah, the anchor can only struggle to death now to dig out a little time through the boss’s stitched fingers.]
[Wait! No! I remember it, do you remember?! The system said before that in an item-snatching battle if the Red team failed to snatch within an hour, the Black team will be judged as the winner!]
[Yes! This boss is just an NPC in the instance after all, he doesn’t know this rule, which means, as long as the anchor can survive… the remaining ten minutes, he will be judged as the winner! Then he will be pulled out from the instance. He should be gambling on this possibility!]
[Fuck, the anchor is in the mood! (100 reward points)]
[The Black team is nb! Black will win! (100 reward points)]
[So, let’s see if he can scam the boss for these 20 minutes. Aaaaahhhh, looking forward to it!]
After thinking for a few seconds, the dean of Fukang Hospital raised his eyes, stared at the other party with his asymmetrical cold eyes, and slowly repeated the words he said on the fourth floor:
“…I really underestimate you.”
Wen Jianyan’s breath involuntarily stopped for half a minute. Although his face was still the same, his stomach was already clenched into a ball, and his heart was beating so fast in his chest that it almost reached his throat.
He delayed the time in order to wait for the end of the battle and for the Black team to win automatically.
But in addition to this, there was another reason for him to do this—
That was the upgrade of the apple seedling, which was almost over, and he just have to wait a little longer. Otherwise, he could only use the Fruit of lies that had not been upgraded.
The Fruit of lies of level 1 values probability and luck too much, but it was also the only trump card left in his hand.
“So…”
The dean changed his words and narrowed his eyes slightly: “Maybe it will really be successful this time.”
He put the jar in his hand back on the surgical tray and said, “You ask.”
Wen Jian breathed a sigh of relief.
He pondered for two seconds and said:
“I’m curious about one thing, since what you need is a mother body that can hatch a Holy Child, what are those ghost babies for?”
“It takes the resentment of a hundred human babies to hatch one ghost baby, and the resentment of a hundred ghost babies can only hatch a Holy Child.” The dean said slowly.
Hearing what the other party said, even though he was mentally prepared, Wen Jianyan couldn’t help but feel frightened.
He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down:
“But if that’s the case, shouldn’t the number of missing babies in this hospital be much more?”
“You don’t have to worry about that.” The dean smiled: “Of course, we have our own etri dishes.”
“A woman can give birth to two to three hundred babies in a pregnancy if operated properly.”
Fuck.
These words could really make one frightened and their body shiver.
“After the children are born, they take the baby that belongs to them and forget everything that happened here. The rest become the nourishment for the development of the ghost baby.” The dean explained patiently.
Wen Jianyan recalled the pregnant women he saw in the maternity ward on the third floor who were thirsty for blood like mosquitoes.
And in mosquitoes…the number of eggs produced at one time was about 200 to 300.
He racked his brain to find more questions to delay time, and suddenly, without warning, a sense of coldness came from his wrist that was tightly tied to the top of his head — like cold fingers brushing across the palm of his hand, quietly stuffing something into it.
This is?
Wen Jianyan shivered and tightened his fingers reflexively, hiding something between them.
…a hairpin.
He was slightly startled, and as if realizing something, he turned his head to look at the mummified corpse lying on the delivery bed in the distance.
It still lay motionless in the distance, but a faint white shadow seemed to dangle over the shriveled corpse.
In Wen Jianyan’s mind flashed the white shadow he saw in the morgue on the first underground floor when the elevator door was about to be closed, as well as the Lin Qin in the obstetrics and gynecology department on the third floor, completely covered in blood, looking at him and shouting “Second underground floor”.
Although there was no evidence, Wen Jianyan got the answer instinctively.
It was Lin Qing.
She… bravely made changes while alive at the cost of her life, but, even after death, she was still trying to save people.
Whether it was her own brother or a scammer who pretended to be her ex-boyfriend.
“Okay.”
As if he had waited too long, the dean said impatiently: “You have asked enough questions.”
His face twitched slightly under the light, looking a bit hideous:
“I have already done so much by answering so many of your questions. Time cannot be delayed indefinitely, what do you think?”
In the “Integrity First” live broadcast room:
[Huh, this boss is still a bit brainy, and he was not completely deceived by this liar.]
[Yeah, he had answered all the questions that should be answered anyway. Otherwise, the night is so long, who knows what will happen.]
[Alas, what a pity, the anchor is really finished now.]
[Yes, it’s only been five or six minutes. There are still seven or eight minutes until the end of the battle, but he probably won’t be able to last that long.]
As he spoke, the dean stretched out his hand to slowly picked up the jar on the side.
All of Wen Jianyan’s muscles tightened instantly, his heart was beating wildly in his chest, and the whole person was extremely nervous.
He moved his fingers with difficulty and care, and in a small motion that couldn’t be perceived, sent the narrow hairpin in his hand into the keyhole on the edge of the shackles.
The thin metal collision sounded in the ear, amplified by the excessively tense nerves.
Quick.
Hurry up.
At this moment, a familiar system sound rang in Wen Jianyan’s ear:
【Ding! The apple seedling has been upgraded to level 2.】
【Do you want to know the method of using the Fruit of Lies?】
“…!”
Just waiting for you!
Wen Jianyan was instantly overjoyed, and answered decisively in his mind:
Yes!
【You can tell a lie to the subject in front of you, and it will become a fact unconditionally. It lasts for one minute, and you have three chances.】
Wen Jianyan frowned.
This…isn’t this the original rule? Where is the upgrade?
As if hearing Wen Jianyan’s inner voice, the mechanical voice continued:
【After the Fruit of Lies is upgraded, you can know the probability of the lie in advance before telling it.】
The dean leaned down and carefully poured the liquid and the baby from the jar into a brass basin in front of the delivery bed.
He turned on the faucet, and the humming sound of the water sounded from all directions. The more and more yellow turbid liquid flowed out, tightly surrounding the withered baby’s body like amniotic fluid.
【The Fruit of Lies is ripe.】
【Do you want to eat it? 】
Yes.
Wen Jianyan calmly said in his mind.
The first lie.
【Lie Success Rate: 40/100】
Although this rate was not too high, it was still acceptable.
Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, then said, “I can’t be used as a mother.”
Rolling.
In mid-air, the delicate ten-sided dice began to turn.
【78/40】
【Failure.】
Wen Jianyan: “……”
Sorry to bother you.[1]
The dean sneered: “At this time, you are still saying such stupid words?”
“Maybe I think too highly of you.”
He held the shriveled baby corpse in his wet palms, walked slowly to the bottom of the delivery bed, and stood between Wen Jianyan’s legs.
“Rip—”
Wen Jianyan’s clothes were like fragile paper, easily torn apart.
“Click.”
A small metallic sound echoed above his head.
Opened!
Wen Jianyan’s spirit was lifted and he quickly grabbed the shackles that were about to fall off his wrists with his backhand, keeping them visually bound.
The second lie.
【Lie Success Rate: 80/100】
Very good.
Wen Jianyan’s keen eyes swept to the side.
Surgical tray.
If he used it to hit the opponent, it should be able to delay the time and give him the opportunity to use the prop.
Just a moment was enough.
Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth, his slender fingers tightened, and he tightly clasped the shackles between his wrists. His voice was very low, almost nothing but a breath: “…the lights went out.”
Rolling.
The dice started to roll again.
【81/80】
【Failure.】
Wen Jianyan: “……”
Fuck.
Are you sick?!!!!
The success rate was 80%, but he rolled out 81??????
I know my luck is low but I can’t be that low!!!!!!
The young man’s strong and slender waistline was slightly tense with anger, and his soft lower abdomen was sunken, rapidly moving up and down with his intense breathing. His abdominal muscles were looming, and his excessively fair skin was almost dazzling under the strong light.
The dean slowly placed the baby in his hand on Wen Jianyan’s lower abdomen, making him shiver all over with goosebumps rushing up.
The next second, one after another all the blue-black ghost babies started to appear behind the dean, densely packed, a total of one hundred and ten.
The room temperature dropped rapidly, and the ghostly qi filled the air, surrounding him completely.
Boohoo.
Boohoo boohoo boohoo.
The cries of babies sounded from all directions.
Pairs of pitch-black eyes without whites stared at the young man trapped on the delivery bed, the scene was simply frightening.
A smile slowly appeared on the dean’s sewed face.
Crazy, greedy, frantic, and horrifying.
Wen Jianyan’s hair stood on end.
He gritted his teeth and recalled his last lie last time.
Could it be that…
This fruit of lies was like the more outrageous a lie was, the easier it was to be true?
The third lie.
【Lie Success Rate: 1/100】
Wen Jianyan’s breathing stopped, and his lower abdomen was slightly tense.
This… with his luck, it was almost impossible for it to come true.
However, with a faint and unrealistic expectation, Wen Jianyan slowly uttered the third lie:
“…I am the Mother of the World.”
Rolling.
In mid-air, the delicate ten-sided dice began to turn again.
【25/1】
“……”
Sure enough.
Can’t say disappointed, can’t say not disappointed.
Wen Jianyan breathed out a sigh of relief and accepted the ending almost calmly.
Well, that seems to be it.
The dean looked at him and smiled slowly, his face twitching slightly: “Yes, as long as the baby is born, you will be.”
He mumbled these words from his mouth as if he was reciting some ancient language in a very low voice.
As if some invisible force was churning wildly in the air, the wind began to flow violently in the closed basement, the racks on which the specimens were placed couldn’t bear the heavy load and let out a creaking sound. The lights overhead flickered intensely, making a harsh buzzing sound.
Human beings are so small in the nameless fear of the unknown.
Wen Jianyan moved backward subconsciously, but his back was firmly pressed against the delivery bed behind him.
Suddenly—
A faint voice sounded:
“…Mom, goodbye.”
Wen Jianyan was startled and looked in the direction from which the voice came.
Only to see a ghost baby looking at himself eagerly and fearfully, reaching out a small blue-purple hand to him as if wanting to say something.
However, in the next second, its entire body was pulled by some unknown force and absorbed into the shriveled baby.
At that moment, Wen Jiayan’s pupils shrank slightly, his fingers trembled as if he wanted to reach out a catch something.
He didn’t know if it was his illusion or not, the shriveled baby seemed to have become plump.
【Lie Success Rate: 2/100】
…Wait, what?
What does it mean?
Wen Jianyan was stunned, and looked up subconsciously—
For some reason, the ten-sided dice was still hanging in the air and still hadn’t dissipated. Only then did he realize that although he had rolled out the points just now, there was no indication of failure.
He didn’t know since when all the ghost babies who were trapped behind the dean’s back just now had surrounded him.
“Mom, I will always love you.”
The second all-black ghost baby put its head on his leg and rubbed it in a childlike manner. With a pair of pure black eyes full of admiration and reluctance: “I’ll love you forever.”
In the next second, its figure slowly faded and disappeared.
【Lie Success Rate: 3/100】
“No one except my mother has ever wanted to sing lullabies for me, give me candies, and tell me stories.”
This was the original ghost baby.
“My mother is gentle and beautiful, and he will always be with me.”
It tugged Wen Jianyan’s trouser legs tightly with its little blue-purple hands as if grasping its whole world, and said proudly: “My mother is the best mother in the world.”
【Lie Success Rate: 4/100】
“Mom ran back to save me. Not only did he not let me be eaten, but he also blow my injury for me.” The ghost baby with only half of its body was sobbing, but was still clinging to Wen Jianyan’s side:
“I love my mother, the one I love the most in this whole world is my mother.”
【Lie Success Rate: 5/100】
…
One, two, three, four…
Twenty.
Thirty.
One by one all the ghost babies were absorbed into the little Holy Child. The body of the Holy Child grew up at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming heavy, and pressing coldly against Wen Jianyan’s lower abdomen as if to fall straight into the depths of his stomach and merge with him.
【Success rate for lies: 50/100】
【Success rate for lies: 80/100】
【Success rate for lies: 100/100】
…
【Success rate for lies: 111/100】
In mid-air, the ten-sided dice still stayed in the distance, maintaining its original appearance, but the number below became:
【25/111】
【Success.】
【Anchor Wen Jianyan became the mother recognized by the Holy Child.】
【The Mother of the World has been loaded into the instance.】
【Time limit: 1 minute 】
He didn’t know since when, the Holy Child had become the size of a human baby, with soft and white skin, lying peacefully and calmly in the young man’s naked abdomen, as if snuggling in his mother’s arms.
“Wait… this kind of thing… how could it happen?”
The dean’s eyes widened in disbelief.
This… This was different from the results of every experiment he had done before! Instead of sneaking into the abdomen of the mother’s body and using the nutrition of the mother’s body to hatch itself, the Holy child…
It was directly born outside successfully!!
This, this—
“Success… Success!!!!”
A crazy ecstasy flashed in his eyes, and a gurgling sound came out of his throat as if the whole person was going crazy: “Haha, haha, hahahahaha—”
However, in the next seconds, all the ecstasy and madness solidified in his eyes.
“Shnk.”
The faint sound of the blade stabbing sounded.
At some point, the young man had untied the restraints on his wrists, and sat up with his naked upper body, like a beast tightening its body in the dark, seizing the fleeting opportunity to attack its prey.
The young man held the baby lying on his belly in one hand and held the scalpel he had picked up from the surgical tray next to him in the other.
Then he stabbed it accurately!
His fingers clenched the handle of the knife tightly, and the tip of the knife penetrated deeply along the suture line between the dean’s throat and skull, creating a deep wound exactly like Lin Qing’s
“Huh…huh…”
The strange sound of the wind rushing in sounded from the wound, and the dean moved his cloudy eyes with difficulty, staring at the human in front of him.
He actually… felt pain.
This, this is impossible.
This is impossible!!!!
Humans… it’s impossible for them to hurt him!!!
The strong light of the surgical lamp shone down from the top of the head and spread on the young man’s fair and bare shoulders, coating his slender limbs with a layer of light gold, and the whole person seemed to be covered in a layer of holy light.
Under his long eyelashes, his eyeballs had returned to their original amber color, extremely soft, beautiful, and focused, with the honey-like color hiding a deadly dangerous poison in the depths.
Wen Jian raised his eyes, his light-colored eyes blended with a faint gold color, and looked at him from the bottom up. Then he smiled, exerted force with his fingertips, and pulled the scalpel sharply—
The black thread that tightly stitched the head and neck of the dean snapped, revealing a huge cut.
“This is for my ex-girlfriend Lin Qing.”
Wen Jianyan pulled out the scalpel lightly, shook off the blood from the silver glittering blade, and under the unbelievable gaze of the other party, stabbed the blade into the dean’s abdomen for the second time with his backhand.
The blue veins bulge put on the back of the hand, and there was a cruel luster of animal nature in the bottom of his eyes.
He manipulated the blade to cut open the opponent’s lower abdomen, stirred it vigorously, and watched the scattered internal organs gushing out from the wound, the gushing blood stained the ground red.
Scarlet blood splattered and fell on the young man’s fair face, dripping down from his chicks to his smooth shoulders and chest, and the flawless paleness was dotted with scarlet blood.
Like a god, stained with blood and fallen into hell.
He narrowed his eyes, smiled, and whispered:
“This is for my one hundred and ten children.”
The author has something to say:
Did you think Xiao Wen would need the help of a ghost!!
He doesn’t need it!
He is the world’s strongest and most beautiful single male mother!