By now, Yin Ren was used to this person's terrifying behavior.
Zhong Cheng, who was sleep deprived, felt dizzy and got up, squinting his eyes and changing his clothes. Yin Ren pulled a piece of sweater from the closet and put it on, then used apples in the refrigerator to make two glasses of ice juice as a refreshing drink.
Within a quarter of an hour, the living room window opened wide. Yin Ren hugged Zhong Cheng tightly and said, the two flew towards the secret base in the old city.
The secret basement Zhong Cheng mentioned is still the same. Compared with summer, the indoor air is cooler and drier.
Yin Ren touched the steel frame beside the wall and felt a little emotional in his heart. Memories about this place are a mixture of intimacy and sweetness, as well as sadness and despair. His eyes swept over the torture chair where they had their first intimate intercourse, and then looked at the diary storage room hidden behind the clip. The sweetness and bitterness in his heart merged into one, turning into a mellow taste like chocolate.
His eyes finally fell on Zhong Chengshuo, who entered the room first.
The layout of this room is still as cold and hard as before, and it really needs a Zhong Cheng to walk around here so that it doesn't look lifeless.
Zhong Cheng said he immediately ran to the refrigerator and tried to find some chocolate or juice for Yin Ren. Unfortunately, last time they stayed here for too long and exhausted too much energy. All the food and drinks were emptied by the two of them at once.
So Comrade Xiao Zhong could only hang his head and walk towards the shelf with a straight face.
He took down a stainless steel round can and moved it to the table with extreme caution. He called Yin Ren to come closer, and then verified his fingerprints on the top of the round jar. There was a soft chirping sound, and a strange-smelling gas spewed out from the round can. What's inside rises on its own, revealing its true form—
Yin Ren wanted to confirm the identity of the other party, but there was still chaos in his perception, and he could not detect more about the "attacker" at all.
"You should hold back on me. Most people would be scared to death if they saw your true form." Yin Ren sighed sincerely.
The next moment, Yin Ren was awakened by a strong murderous intention.
It's the human brain.
He pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and there was no guilt in his tone, more like he was making a judgment call.
"Yes." Zhong Cheng said that his face was pulled and he struggled to speak, "Hmm... I will test the limits of their fear."
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The "voice" became clearer and clearer, making Yin Ren feel uncomfortable all over. Just as he was about to explore further, something suddenly grabbed him. The thing's aura was strong and it dragged him directly in the opposite direction of the knocking sound.
Zhong Cheng said that after thinking for a while, he took a deep breath and raised his eyes: "Yin Ren, look at me."
A stainless steel tank is embedded with a glass container in which a human brain is floating. The brain was plump in shape, and its surface was glowing with a fresh gray-pink color, as if it was still alive. Following Zhong Cheng's movements, it swayed gently in the glass container.
"Brother Zhong... you..."
Zhong Cheng said that just when he wanted to restore his eyes, he felt a slight pulling sensation on his cheek -
Yin Ren suppressed his breath subconsciously.
Fortunately, Zhong Youde and Cheng Xuehua adopted this guy. Zhong Cheng said that he had no sense of belonging to the "human" race. If he was raised by people from the Sinking Society, the consequences would be disastrous.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The chaos is filled with regular vibrations, and the feeling is difficult to describe. It had nothing to do with hearing or touch, but Yin Ren knew that the sound of collision never stopped.
He started running around in the secret base again. After a while, the entire table was filled with highly restored models of the human brain. Countless brains flickered with tiny streams of light, neatly arranged on the table. Then Zhong Cheng sat down in front of the computer and started typing on the keyboard.
It's great, now he is still the pure and ignorant "god" before him.
Yin Ren couldn't help but move his body and quietly approached the source of the knock. However, this place was really weird. He struggled in place for a long time, but he still couldn't get the point and couldn't move even half a minute.
Zhong Cheng said, blinking and tapping on the glass jar again. The brain in the tank suddenly became translucent again, with countless tiny streams of light flashing inside.
Just like the dark ocean under the cliff, the eyes Zhong Cheng mentioned were not really "black".
Looking at it from a close distance, it was unclear whether the person's pupils were too dilated or the irises were too dark. Yin Ren could not find the dividing line between the iris and the pupil that Zhong Cheng said. But he could see clearly that something was squirming, squeezing, and rotating in those eyes, revealing a hazy outline.
Yin Ren looked at the gleaming brain model speechlessly: "... I was indeed curious, what did you do to Guo Laifu back then?"
Yin Ren was lying on the table doing nothing, staring at the magical brain stream in front of him.
Yin Ren held the rabbit wooden talisman in his hand, and there was no strange reaction in his brain.
Like one tiger smelling another.
It's amazing how beautiful they are, even though they are models taken from extremely vicious serial murderers. They shimmered in the glass containers, like some strangely shaped deep-sea jellyfish.
The daring Ghost King came closer and pulled his face.
Just by looking at him, all the hairs on Yin Ren's back stood up, and the feeling of repulsion was stronger than ever.
The killing intent comes from many sources, coming from all directions. And he was not in the familiar basement at the moment, but floating in chaos. Floating at the end of the murderous intent are countless shining, translucent "brain jellyfish". They swim around Yin Ren, exuding strong malice and murderous intent.
And further away, Yin Ren couldn't see clearly. His five senses were extremely confused, as if he had been pushed into the filthy sea water. Those brain jellyfish gradually disappeared, as if sinking deeper into the sea, and more vague existences appeared around him.
He had once seen Guo Laifu's memory. The beast who sacrificed his own son was driven mad by Zhong Cheng. Unfortunately, the memory of the process was lost, and there was only darkness in Guo Laifu's mind.
Yin Ren took advantage of the situation and kissed him before letting go. Seeing that Yin Ren had no other reaction, Zhong Cheng adjusted his crooked glasses and his eyebrows softened a lot.
Yin Ren subconsciously looked at those familiar eyes, and the next moment, those red eyes widened slightly.
Even though Mr. Ghost King's biological attainments are close to zero, he still knows that people cannot live without their brains.
Things were similar to his guess. Zhong Cheng said that the body was not completely integrated into the human body. He retained a little of the original structure in the eyeballs. Just like the natural fangs of poisonous snakes, as long as they are used properly, they can be turned into terrifying weapons at any time.
That delicate and elegant face seemed to have turned into some kind of delicate container at this moment. This body named "Zhong Chengshuo" only looks like a human, but it lacks a certain vital "living person" atmosphere.
What exactly is this place
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The vibration pattern is not precise, and there are subtle errors in the rhythm. To put it bluntly, it's like someone manually tapping something.
Yin Ren's pupils shrank, then he looked at Zhong Cheng in shock.
He could detect that the murderous intention did not come from hatred or anger, but only from "pleasure". Those shimmering brains lingered around him like sharks smelling blood.
Time passed minute by minute, and a heart-piercing fear seeped into Yin Ren's bones. It directly skips the steps of "perception" and "thinking" and goes straight to the bottom of the heart, just like instinct. Fortunately, the intensity of this fear is ordinary, equivalent to "finding a late-night snack that you often buy and closing the store."
"This is a sophisticated modeling method I have found. In terms of microstructure and degree of restoration, it is no different from a living brain." Zhong Cheng said solemnly, "Unfortunately, this technology is not suitable for exposure for the time being - we need to obtain the inside of the brain. Precise information, requires a lot of stimulation, and the method is somewhat inhumane.”
In my ears, there was only the sound of Zhong Cheng's clicking keyboard, mixed with the small and crisp "beep" clicks of the mouse. Yin Ren clenched the rabbit wooden talisman tightly, his eyelids getting heavier and heavier.
Who is that
Before Yin Ren could recover, a warmth pressed against his shoulder. He instantly opened his eyes and saw the cool light in the basement again.
"... Yin Ren."
At some point, Zhong Cheng said he stopped making inquiries. He gently shook Yin Ren's shoulders and called in a low voice.
"Yin Ren, wake up, I'm almost done with the investigation."
Yin Ren pressed his aching temple, and the dream suddenly switched to reality, and the feeling of weightlessness threatened to swallow him whole.
"What?"
"Twenty-eight years ago, the missing people in the Goddess." Zhong Cheng said, showing his computer screen. I don't know when a thick paper document was piled next to the computer. "I have observed some families, and the records are more detailed than the official records of Shi'an. Most of the missing persons have good personalities. This is a fact."
Yin Ren temporarily put the inexplicable dream to the back of his mind, and his ears immediately stood up: "You said 'most of them are good'?"
"Yes, unfortunately, there are some people among them who don't have a very good reputation." As he spoke, Zhong Cheng said he had retrieved some information.
Yin Ren took a quick look and saw that there were several local gangsters who liked to cause trouble, as well as the famous local stingy vendors. Their information is very ordinary, and there are no earth-shaking positive deeds behind them.
No matter how you look at it, these people have nothing to do with the so-called "good character".
Zhong Cheng asked Yin Ren to sit on the chair, and he hugged the back of the chair and controlled the mouse. "You know, as long as there are counterexamples, Fu Xingchuan's guess cannot be established. But he raised a very interesting angle. Most of the missing people have good personalities. This cannot be a coincidence."
Yin Ren stared at the dense description text on the computer screen.
The investigation Zhong Cheng said was very detailed. Over the years, in order to determine the cause of Zhong Chengfeng's disappearance, in addition to basic factors such as gender, age, and occupation, he even checked the family composition and acquaintances of other missing persons, and compiled "biographies" one by one.
Regardless of gender, age, or occupation...
Unlike Zhong Chengshuo, Yin Ren's memory of modern times is limited. He looked at the seemingly unrelated information, and something suddenly flashed in his mind.
"...Brother Zhong, do you remember Bai Yongji's series of missing cases? The case where the victim was melted into the furniture?"
"Remember."
"His standard is a person who has suffered a lot but remains optimistic." Yin Ren looked at the information in front of him and tried to organize his thoughts. "But this has little to do with any psychological reasons. It's just because he wants to treat half of the victims The body is sent to the other side, depending on what he means, people with that kind of personality can last longer on the other side.”
Zhong Cheng said silently on his shoulder.
"Of course, in the divine descent, all these people disappeared from the world, and the situation is not completely consistent. But I think... I am just guessing, will this approach have something to do with the 'preservation of the other side'? The Yuanwu we have seen so far Everything feeds on emotions, and people only have emotions when they are alive.”
Zhong Cheng said and let go of the chair.
He pondered for a moment and connected the countless brains on the table to the computer.
"If your guess is correct, the reason why these people disappeared is because their 'shelf life' is longer and their 'nutritional value' is higher. This is just right."
"These brain models once belonged to murderers, and their mental strength is definitely sufficient. Now I will use them to simulate some common emotions. If your guess is correct, there should be some evil pollution sources nearby, and some useful data should be obtained."
The next day, Ge Tingting and Huang Jin saw dark circles under the eyes of the other three people due to lack of sleep.
It's understandable that Lu Xiaohe has insomnia, and Yin Ren's inability to sleep can be considered a coincidence. As for why the "flesh figurines" also have dark circles, we can't dwell on it. For some reason, Ge Tingting always felt that Yin Ren today had a subtle feeling of guilt. "Is there any progress on your side?" Even though he knew that Yin Ren's expression was not good-looking, Lu Xiaohe still couldn't hold it back, "Anything is fine, really anything is fine."
"I have a little guess, but it's not going well." Yin Ren was vague.
Not only was it not going well, it was causing big trouble.
That night, Zhong Cheng said he called up Shi'an's internal emotion measurement scale. It is said that this is a reasonable classification derived from countless revisions of emotional data from the Shian Observation and Analysis Archives—
Under the two basic categories of "fear" and "satisfaction", there are four sub-categories of "sorrow" and "evil", and "joy" and "love". The ones that extend further down are smaller and more subtle ones. The list of detailed emotions is almost endless, and I feel like I can’t finish it in a hundred years.
So they started from the top of "satisfaction" and tried one by one along the positive emotion branch. The rabbit wooden talisman was surrounded by a table of brains. The two were at peace with each other, and neither side had changed.
The night ends and the sun rises. The two great men went from being very excited to looking bitter. Zhong Cheng said he started to yawn, while Yin Ren slipped out and bought breakfast. The faint medicinal smell in the room was overshadowed by the aroma of fried dough sticks and soy milk. Zhong Cheng said that he finally decided not to adjust the "Happiness" according to Shi'an's emotional data. He decided to switch to the "Fear" one and conduct the experiment again.
This time, Zhong Cheng said he even wrote an emotion simulation script for this experiment.
A large number of fear emotions were simulated successfully, but there was no response.
Yin Ren and Zhong Cheng said that each of them would have a fried dough stick, and you and I would eat it dipped in soy milk.
A large number of disgust emotions were simulated successfully, but there was no response.
Yin Ren began to chew the tea eggs slowly, while Zhong Cheng ate the corns in rows, his eyes glancing at his watch from time to time.
"It's morning." Zhong Cheng said on the hour.
"Yes, it's dawn." Yin Ren wiped his mouth, his face full of melancholy.
Zhong Cheng put away the gnawed corn, wiped the corners of his mouth carefully, and leaned forward to kiss Yin Ren's forehead: "Good morning."
At this moment, the program automatically simulated "sadness".
The rabbit wooden talisman suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and electric sparks and magical brilliance erupted at the same time. After a series of explosions, the surrounding brain models exploded and destroyed one by one.
Amidst the smoke and broken glass, the space slowly cracked, and a familiar figure appeared in front of the two of them.
When Qi Xin appeared in the basement, Zhong Cheng said that before he could finish kissing him good morning, more than a dozen pieces of glass collapsed into the steaming soy milk.
Qi Xin: "..." She stood on the table, her flat shoes stepping on the wet broken glass, making a sharp squeaking sound. All the brain models were damaged, and Mr. Yama's hunting records for several years were all reduced to nothing.
Zhong Cheng said to Yin Ren: "..."
The air was so still that you could hear a pin drop.
"I thought there was food." Qi Xin glanced at Yin Ren and rolled up his temples as if nothing happened, "Excuse me, I'll see you later."
"Wait!" Yin Ren said, "I have something to talk about!"
"You did a good job in thwarting Mr. Qiu."
Qi Xin looked down at Yin Ren. The pale red light at the end of her eyes looked particularly dazzling.
"I am very pleased that you have grown up very quickly... In terms of strength, you may have matured. But now you have no fighting skills. With your current level, you and I have nothing to talk about."
She kept looking at Yin Ren, as if Zhong Cheng on her side said it was just a decoration in the house.
"Goodbye, young man. Next time you hear the knocking sound, remember not to get close."
Thinking of the inexplicable dream just now and the force that pulled him away, Yin Ren was startled: "Could it have been you just now..."
Qi Xin smiled lightly, and his figure began to become transparent.
As a result, before Yin Ren could take action this time, Zhong Cheng rushed to the table like a cannonball and grabbed Qi Xin's wrist. There was no expression on his face, but strangely, Yin Ren knew that his lover was unhappy.
Qi Xin didn't take it seriously, but within a few seconds, all the unpredictability on her face turned into question marks.
Her body disappeared down to her wrists, and then, as if her skills were interrupted, her whole body solidified again. Qi Xin and Zhong Cheng looked at each other in silence and slowly flicked their wrists.
Zhong Cheng said not to let go.
Qi Xin shook harder.
Zhong Cheng said that he was not moving at all, and his expression became a little colder.
"What is this?" Qi Xin narrowed his eyes, and the murderous intention in his body gradually became stronger.
Yin Ren hissed and made a secret in his hand, a thin layer of sweat forming on his back.
Qi Xin was an elusive person and one of the strongest Yuan objects they had ever come into contact with. At present, the life and death of Xiaohe's mother is unknown, and human life is at stake. This is indeed a rare opportunity. As long as they can keep people behind, they can work together to suppress Qi Xin.
But... But there is obviously a difference between Qi Xin and Zhong Chengshuo. Although this woman is a Yuanwu, she has an emotional intelligence that is almost ordinary.
He had to choose a more appropriate way to communicate.
"That's... well, a flesh figurine I made. Made of my own flesh and blood." Yin Ren coughed loudly twice.
Qi Xin: "You call this a meat figurine? Do you think I'm stupid?"
(End of chapter)