The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!-Chapter 1284 - 790: Liu Zheng: I Don’t Listen to All This Criticism (Part 2)
Liu Zheng asked.
"There are many instruments and an operating table, with a person lying on it."
The little machine gunner looked for a few moments and said.
"Go in and check on the person’s condition. If he’s still conscious, ask him if he’s Luo Ping and where he lives, then report back to me."
He said.
"Understood, Commander."
The little machine gunner walked inside the wall and came back out after a while.
"Reporting, the person inside said his name is Luo Ping and he lives in the Old City District near Morrison Primary School."
The little machine gunner shouted loudly.
"Well done. Rest in place, soldier."
Liu Zheng praised.
"Understood, Commander."
The little machine gunner saluted, then took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one for himself.
He walked over, looking at the thin, almost invisible smoke with some amusement.
"Would you like one, Commander?"
The little machine gunner asked kindly when he saw Liu Zheng staring at his cigarette.
"I can’t handle yours, but you might want to try mine."
Liu Zheng took one from the supply within the sanitation department, squatted down, and handed it to him.
This is when having a tentacle pays off, as it’s long enough to hand over the cigarette while standing.
"Such a thick one!"
The little machine gunner held the cigarette as thick as his arm, momentarily unsure of how to start.
Liu Zheng chuckled and walked into the wall.
The laboratory inside the wall was much smaller than outside, but the instruments and equipment inside were clearly more advanced than those outside.
And on the operating table in the center of the laboratory, Luo Ping was lying naked, face-up, with his limbs and head securely fastened by metal rings.
"It seems you didn’t understand the meaning of my message, Mr. Liu."
He said faintly.
Because his head couldn’t move, he could only roll his eyes with effort to glance at Liu Zheng from the corner of his eye, creating a very humorous appearance.
"I can’t understand it, and I don’t want to. You handle everyone’s eating, drinking, and excreting."
Liu Zheng said unceremoniously.
He went to the operating table and found that Luo Ping’s body was covered with many triangular cuts, each with a green seed inside.
The seeds had grown roots that embedded into Luo Ping’s flesh and drew nutrients.
"What is this?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"Yang Fengdian calls them ’Paradise Grass.’ The roots of this grass secrete a special substance while absorbing the host’s nutrients, making the host energetic, mentally agile, and extremely happy."
"But once they germinate, they stop secreting this substance and quickly drain the host dry."
"So, Yang Fengdian wants to find a way to stop them from growing, and I was chosen as the test subject."
Luo Ping explained methodically.
"No wonder you look quite refreshed. I thought you might be a masochist."
He ridiculed.
"Mr. Liu, your jokes aren’t funny at all."
Luo Ping said speechlessly.
"Then don’t laugh. How do I unlock these handcuffs?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"The controller should be with Yang Fengdian."
Luo Ping replied.
"The whole goat has already evaporated."
"Is that so? Actually, it doesn’t matter. Once the ’Paradise Grass’ seeds take root, any attempt to forcibly remove them or let them die will secrete a large amount of another special substance, causing the host to die in extreme pain."
"So, from the moment I lay on this operating table, I was a dead man."
Luo Ping said calmly.
"Although I haven’t located Bai Tianshi exactly, I think he’s in the unfinished building at the southeast corner of the hospital. The reason is—"
"No need to say, I wouldn’t understand it even if you did. Just take me there yourself."
Liu Zheng interrupted him and then placed the "Five Directions Plague God Tablet" on Luo Ping.
Nothing happened.
"No reaction?"
He frowned slightly.
Is it because the parasitic plant doesn’t fall under the category of plagues, or is there another reason?
"Oh, I get it."
He suddenly remembered Bai Yutang saying that the "Five Directions Plague God Tablet" only protects the supplicant and their family.
"Please, five great deities, save him; I promise to offer even more later."
Liu Zheng murmured while holding the tablet.
Divine light flickered on the tablet, and an idea flowed into his mind.
It roughly mentioned that since he used the "God Inviting Incense," they could save Luo Ping as an exception, but it’d cost several times the divine power on the tablet, and it might not be able to protect Liu Zheng himself later. He should consider it carefully.
A chief physician like Yang Fengdian could mobilize so much sickness qi, and a parasitic plant laboratory harbored such bizarre parasites, while the secret experiment that left deputy chief physician Bai Tianshi’s fate unknown speaks volumes about its horror.
Liu Zheng looked at Luo Ping, who seemed to sense it, and once again rolled his eyes to meet Liu Zheng’s gaze.
"Let me go, Liu Zheng. I’m too tired; it’d be nice to just die happily."
He said with a smile.
"Tired? You think you’re more tired than me? I have to live, and you want to die? Not happening!"
Seeing Luo Ping like that, Liu Zheng felt an unexplained anger rising in his chest, then he raised the tablet and smashed it onto Luo Ping’s face.
Once Liu Zheng made his decision, the tablet emitted divine power, spreading a colorful plague qi through Luo Ping’s body. The seeds of the "Paradise Grass" rotted one by one, turning into pus and being absorbed by the tablet.
After all the seeds of "Paradise Grass" were removed, the paint on the tablet flaked off entirely.
"Do we have any special medicine?"
Liu Zheng turned to ask Hu Tutu.
Although the seeds of "Paradise Grass" were removed, Luo Ping’s wounds did not heal.
He’s not a mixed-blood Black Mountain Goat cub; this can’t go on, or he’ll still die sooner rather than later, perhaps even faster than before.
"Yes."
Hu Tutu took a syringe from a lady’s handbag.
Seeing Liu Zheng nod in approval, she stepped forward and injected it into Luo Ping’s chest with a single motion.
A red liquid, abnormally red, was injected into Luo Ping, causing him to tremble violently as flesh-like tissues grew from his wounds, forcibly pulling them closed.
"This is a powerful emergency injection made from Vampire’s blood. The person injected will have a strong craving for blood within a week, but there are no other side effects."
Hu Tutu explained.
"Oh. How much does that cost? I’ll reimburse you."
Liu Zheng said.
The previous injection by Hu Tutu was for self-rescue, so he wasn’t obliged to compensate.
But the current injection was to save Luo Ping, and compensation was appropriate and necessary.
"Let’s wait until we’re out alive to settle that."
Hu Tutu said with a bitter smile.
She had underestimated the difficulty of using violence to save people in the hospital, and now deeply regretted taking on this task out of greed.
"Once we confirm Bai Tianshi’s location, you can leave."
Liu Zheng said.
"Are you serious?"
Hu Tutu looked at him in surprise.
"Of course."
"But without me, even if you rescue Bai Tianshi, escaping will be very difficult."
Hu Tutu said.
"Since he managed to get in, he can get out. If not, I’ll think of other ways."
Liu Zheng said.
The other ways he mentioned involved finding the manhole cover that Pond Master talked about.
Based on his understanding of such large institutions, that manhole cover most likely wasn’t repaired.
"Mr. Liu, you’ve already paid."
Hu Tutu hinted diplomatically.
"Yeah, haven’t I paid enough to do as I wish?"
Liu Zheng asked back.
"Of course, you can."
Hu Tutu smiled sweetly, her gaze enigmatic.
"Hey, can you stop smiling so girly? You’re giving me goosebumps."
He shrugged his shoulders, saying disdainfully.
Although Hu Tutu spoke quite softly, the fact remained she had a man’s face, and that wasn’t his preference.
"Mr. Liu, has anyone ever told you that you don’t get the mood?"
Hu Tutu rolled her eyes.
"Really? I wouldn’t know, I never listen to negative feedback."
Liu Zheng said nonchalantly.
"Uh, since you won’t let me die, could you at least get me off the operating table?"
Luo Ping’s neglected voice asked faintly.
