["Ho ho ho—come out! Let's play a game!"
The man with black hair and black eyes dragged a long knife with a frenzied and crazy expression.
"Oh honey, I really like your eyes, wouldn't it be nice to give them to me?"
The man licked the corner of his lips, and the reverse cross tattoo on his left cheek became more conspicuous.
Covering his mouth and keeping his breathing rate to the lowest, Bill curled up quietly in the cabinet with cold eyes.
The madman! If I knew it earlier, I should have sent him to prison, it would be better than him continuing to do harm to the world!
jingle —
In the corridor outside the room, there was a strange noise.
The black-haired young man turned his head, a smile appeared on his pale and crazy face.
"Have you already gone outside?"
Bill hid in the cabinet, and he was relieved when he heard the man's footsteps leaving.
The patients in this mental hospital have undergone unexplained mutations, and even this Kreida has become infinitely powerful, which is really difficult to deal with.
squeak—
Pushing open the cabinet door, Bill just walked out of the cabinet when he was covered by a pair of bruised hands covering the lower half of his face.
Mmmmm! ! !
Bill looked horrified.
"Shhh! Honey, it's been a fun time to hide and seek, but now, please be quiet—"
With a sick smile on his face, the black-haired youth licked Bill's cheek obsessively.
"It's coming, I don't want to wake up that monster!"
Bill's eyes widened with anger, wishing he could immediately draw out his gun and shoot the damned lunatic, but the subtle sense of fear in his heart stopped him, and subconsciously quieted down.
pat—
pat—
In the corridor, the silver-haired man was in a trance, wrapped in a cloud of black mist, and walked slowly through the door of the room.
He raised his head, revealing those out-of-focus emerald green eyes.
And at the bottom of the sanatorium, a human body soaked in green solution had the same face as him.]
—From "Top Secret: 4050"
The beeping alarm sounded in the medical cabin, which woke up the medical robot charging aside.
"The treatment progress is 80%, please keep quiet, the remaining treatment time: 15 minutes."
Hearing this, Tours paused for a moment with his hand on the hatch, but still pressed the switch and sat up slowly.
He was well, better than ever, and didn't need these extra treatments.
Looking around, Tours's originally expressionless face was instantly filled with bewildered emotions.
brother? God! Where is his god! He lost his god
Or was everything just a dream of his
Covering his head, Tours' pupils constricted and his expression collapsed.
no no!
His god! That's his! his!
That is an absolute god! It is his only salvation!
Tours's long silver hair was sticking wetly to the side of his face, which seemed a bit fragile, but the madness in the depths of his eyes made him look a little more terrifying.
Trembling, he stretched out his hand, which was scarred by years of experiments.
Looking at the black mist condensed in his palm, Tours' expression became more and more gloomy.
If gods do not exist, then what is the need for this world to exist
"Then please take it first." Zhou Yu smiled and handed the lunch box in his hand to the bald man with a broken arm.
The bald-headed man smiled cowardly, revealing the hole in his front teeth.
"Okay, okay, boss, don't worry, you guys must protect your lunch box!"
Zhou Yu said modestly: "Ahem, there is no need to be the boss, just call me big brother."
His face twitched, and the bald man pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Okay, okay big brother!"
There's a fucking difference!
The strong man No. 1 who was beaten to a broken leg wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and also showed a silly smile: "Okay brother! Don't worry, brother! We must stay here and not cause trouble!"
The bald man couldn't bear to look directly at him.
This fool, I'm afraid he really treats this lunatic as the boss!
After Zhou Yu handed over the things in his hands, he walked towards the infirmary in front.
"Tours, are you awake? I have a surprise for you~"
In the infirmary, the silver-haired boy turned his back to the door and raised his hand to the medical robot, making it tremble with fright.
Blinking his eyes, Zhou Yu looked at the scene in front of him and fell silent for a while.
Is it so exciting? Even medical robots are not spared
Hearing the voice of the gods, the black mist in Tours' hands instantly dissipated. With an unbelievable ecstasy on his face, he turned his head and looked over.
The young man with black hair and black eyes stood by the door of the infirmary with a strange expression.
"Brother!"
Throwing into the arms of the gods, the corners of Tours' eyes turned red, and his mental state gradually stabilized.
His gods are real!
All this is not an illusory dream!
Zhou Yu frowned slightly as he looked at the thin young man who was hugging him tightly.
It's strange, facing such a stranger who suddenly pounced on him, he couldn't bear the slightest vigilance.
Raising his hand, he rubbed the boy's head in his arms, the corners of Zhou Yu's mouth curled up, and his eyes softened.
Maybe it's because this guy is so weak, yet so easy to rub, so comfortable to hold.
"Okay, boy, it's time to go! I have to find the dormitory!"
Reluctantly letting go of his hand, Tours' long eyelashes trembled, covering up the ever-spreading possessiveness in his eyes.
His god is real, but will the god belong to him forever
Blessed are those who can be roommates with gods...and enviable.
As long as Tours thought that there would be three other men in the same room with his god, he would want to kill everyone except the god.
This world is full of filth. Everyone lives in such a filthy environment. For them, only death is a relief.
However, only the gods are different—
Looking at the back of the god in front of him, the fascination in Tours' eyes deepened a bit.
He is, the only good existence.
Zhou Yu took the lunch box from the bald man and handed it to Tours behind him.
"Eat more, I wasn't that skinny when I was your age!"
Pinching Tours' pale cheek, Zhou Yu said regretfully.
Although the current petite appearance is not bad, but it would be better if it was a little fatter.
Tours hugged the lunch box in his arms excitedly, with a sweet and moving smile on his face.
This is a gift from the gods!
"Okay! Thank you, brother!"
Seeing the god turn his head away, Tours immediately changed his face, and looked at the two strong men beside Zhou Yu coldly, his eyes were as sinister as poisonous snakes waiting for an opportunity.
These guys who want to take away the gods deserve death!
The Strong Duo:…
No, why is this kid's eyes so creepy!
Soon, under the leadership of the bald man, Zhou Yu and his party arrived at the destination—ward 211.
Walking into the ward, Zhou Yu laughed as he looked at the foul-smelling stains and sundries on the only empty bed.
"Haha, what a great meeting gift!"
The bald man dragged his injured arm with tears in his eyes, sat on the dirty bed, and said in a trembling voice, "No, no! Brother, don't get me wrong, I just like living in this kind of bed, so this The bed is mine…”
Before he finished speaking, the bald-headed man had already shed two lines of tears—stained by the stench.
Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows, pointed to another luxuriously decorated bed, and asked, "Really, then this bed should be mine?"
Brawny No. 2 scratched the back of his head and retorted loudly: "No, it's the boss's—"
"That's right! It's yours, brother!" Hastily interrupting the strong man No. 2, the bald strong man burst into tears again.
"I have really admired your reputation, big brother, so I arranged it without authorization, and please don't blame me, big brother! Woohoo!"
Looking at the soft and comfortable high-grade mattress, the bald man burst into hiccups from crying.
Zhou Yu's brows and eyes were crooked with a smile, obviously very satisfied with the bald man's courteous remarks.
"How can you blame me? I'm very generous. Although your arrangement doesn't suit my wishes, it's okay."
But Tours, who was standing aside, looked at the bald man with even more sinister eyes.
After staying in this mental hospital for a long time, he can naturally see the original intention of this big man.
He wants to let the god live in that dirty bed, and wants to bully the god!
In fact, this is very common. The new patients are always bullied by the elderly, and some people even go crazy because of this, and then they are locked in a small dark room for treatment, never to be seen again.
He's used to this sort of thing, but—
How could such things appear in his best god
These scum...
Bloodthirsty flashed in the depths of Tours' emerald green eyes, and black mist once again condensed in the palm of his hand.
Zhou Yu naturally threw the personal belongings on the bed into the trash can, still smiling very kindly.
"Is it okay to throw away these useless things?"
The bald man nodded heartbroken, looked at the half of the figurine's arm exposed in the trash can, and said dryly, "D-of course you can, woo woo woo!"
At this moment, the bald man was crying like a two-hundred-pound child, while the strong man No. 2 was still huddled in the corner with a dazed expression, not knowing what to do.
It's just that no one noticed that they were covered with a little black unknown mist.
And these fogs are causing unknown mutations in their souls.
Sanatorium underground experiment base
In a laboratory full of precision instruments, a woman with a ponytail wearing a specially made sterile garment is concentrating on deducing her experiment.
[Experiment—add reagent No. 1—failure!]
[Experiment—add No. 2 reagent—failure!]
…
[Experiment—Add Reagent No. 15—Failure!]
Crackling—
"Oh shit!"
She broke a test tube because she was too anxious, and the woman couldn't help but swear.
The broken hair on her forehead fell down, and her eyes became more and more gloomy.
She pressed the button of the transmitter by the table hard, her voice full of violent emotions.
"Leave me informed - carry out the next round of experiments! Increase the intensity of drug intake, I want to see the test subject tonight!"
The researcher's hesitant voice came from the other end of the communicator: "But, minister, it's only been three days since the last experiment, and some subjects are about to collapse—"
The woman with the ponytail frowned and said coldly: "What I want is just the results of the experiment. As for the life and death of those experimental subjects, it's your job!"
"That's... okay, minister, I'll arrange it right away."
After hanging up the transmitter, the researchers looked at the list of experimental subjects in their hands, hesitated for a moment, and crossed out the experimental subject 2310 that was about to collapse last time.
Use him in the next experiment—if the subject is not dead by then.
The author has something to say:
small theater:
Awareness of the supernatural world: (Old father's vicissitudes of life smile.jpg) Speaking of it, Dad is a little curious about how you were driven away by the main god in the first place, this guy feels quite weak. (Picks up the main god and shakes it)
Top-secret world consciousness: (touching his nose embarrassingly) Ah, this, it’s really embarrassing to say it hahaha, because the Lord God sprinkled a bunch of beans in front of me, and subconsciously counted the beans, By the time I finish counting, the main god has already taken the world away hahaha.
Awareness of the supernatural world: (smile.jpg) Oh that’s right, it really fits your personality—(suddenly spills a basket of beans) Top secret! Look what this is!
Top-secret world awareness: -1, 2, 3, ... (addicted to counting beans, unable to extricate himself.)
Spiritual World Consciousness: (Taking the opportunity to lock the top secret with a chain) Hell is coming! Dad helped you keep the top secret! Put on Dad's blender! (excited.jpg)
Future and Nightmare: (Stunned.jpg) Imprisonment, imprisoned play
Counting beans in a small world is inspired by a movie called QAQ, in which there is a demon who is obsessed with counting beans. It is very impressive.