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Chapter 193 Ask Me to Be Your Servant
Late at night, thick darkness like ink tightly enveloped the entire building.

Several ceiling lights emitted a pale glow, casting eerie shadows along the long corridor.

After reaching the fifth floor, Professor Zheng unconsciously lightened and slowed down his pace.

Every time the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground, it seems to be stepping on the taut heartstrings.

On both sides of the corridor, cold iron fences shone with a chilly light, surrounding each ward like a cage.

As if imprisoning something dormant.

Suddenly, the silent atmosphere was abruptly broken.

A sharp and piercing cry came from a ward and echoed in the empty corridor.

The scream seemed to alarm the patients in other rooms, and then more strange noises were heard one after another.

Some of them roared like hungry beasts, some seemed to be begging desperately as if they were being tortured, and some were murmuring incomprehensible words.

All the sounds intertwined together, turning the entire floor into a hell on earth.

Professor Zheng had an indifferent expression on his face, and his figure flickered under the light.

His eyes glanced vigilantly to both sides, and through the gaps in the iron bars he could catch a glimpse of a blurry figure struggling on the hospital bed, who seemed ready to break out of the cage at any time.

Although I have been working in the rehabilitation center for more than a month, there are still many armed soldiers stationed around.

But every time he came here, he still felt an inexplicable sense of fear.

"Professor Zheng."

A soldier guarding a ward saw a doctor coming and started talking.

Professor Zheng stopped here, tightened the bag on his back, and nodded:

"I'll examine the patient and draw blood for tests."

This is part of normal medical care work.

The soldier did not ask any questions. He immediately took out the key and opened the door of the ward which was surrounded by iron fence.

crunch--

The heavy iron door was pushed open and then closed with a clang.

Knock, knock.

With the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground, Professor Zheng walked into the room alone and took a quick look inside.

His eyes then focused on the patient who was confined to a metal bed and breathing faintly.

This was an elderly male patient, extremely skinny, with his limbs, neck and waist tied up with tight belts.

He looked weak and terminally ill, but his eyes, which opened slowly, were bloodshot and exuded a chilling coldness.

In an instant, some light seemed to flash in the dark room.

The so-called "electricity comes from an empty room" probably refers to this kind of sharp moment.

It was as if a real gaze was focused on Professor Zheng, causing his hair to stand on end and he couldn't help but take a step back.

It's like... being stared at by an extremely hungry man-eating beast.

Professor Zheng leaned against the wall and quickly turned on the light switch.

The bright light from the fluorescent lamp filled the entire room, which made him feel a little relieved.

"You came a little late today..."

The patient was lying on the bed and greeted him in a low and hoarse voice.

"There was a little accident."

Professor Zheng took a deep breath and tried to make his tone sound calm.

"Where's the stuff?"

The patient then asked.

Professor Zheng did not answer, but stared at the other party and asked:
"You promised me two weeks ago that I would revive my wife if I brought you a blood sample. Why haven't you done it yet?"

The patient just glanced at him calmly and said:
"I see in your eyes the extremely suppressed anxiety and psychological burden of human beings."

Upon hearing this, Professor Zheng couldn't help but become even more excited:
"Today is the last time. Even if you want it again in the future, it will be impossible because I will soon be unable to protect myself!"

As he spoke, an abnormal blush appeared on his gentle and fair face, and his expression seemed a little hysterical.

The patient smiled inexplicably and said soothingly:

"Don't worry, young man. My words always count."

"Not only can I be your wife, I can even give you a longer life."

"Since the first time I saw you, I knew you were very talented. You shouldn't waste your life as an ordinary person. You should join us in the cause of creating a great tribe..."

His voice was low and hoarse, as if it had some kind of magical power.

Soon, the emotional Professor Zheng calmed down.

"I hope you can keep your promise."

After taking a few deep breaths, Professor Zheng made a decision and took out a test kit from his bag.

After opening it, I saw five blood collection tubes and a syringe inside.

Under the light, I saw the plasma in the blood collection tube flickering with a dark red light.

The patient's eyes suddenly lit up and he couldn't help but let out a groan from his throat.

"Fresh, newly awakened blood, this is the best nourishing holy product..."

As the bed made a teeth-grinding creaking sound, he struggled to raise his head slightly and sniffed impatiently.

"It's so fragrant, I can't stop eating it!"

Looking at his crazy look, Professor Zheng couldn't help but hesitate and stopped picking up the syringe.

The patient just sighed for a moment, then calmed down and said in a deep voice:

"Let's do the old rules. Give it an injection."

Following the instructions, Professor Zheng drew blood from blood collection tubes one by one and injected them into the veins of his skinny arms one by one.

"It's a pity that the amount of blood is too little, so I can't taste it myself."

As the blood plasma continued to flow into his body, the patient's dark yellow face seemed to gradually regain its vitality and he murmured something.

"But there will be plenty of hunting opportunities in the future."

"As for now..."

Having said this, he suddenly clenched his hands into fists, and his skinny arms seemed to be infused with a tremendous force, and he immediately struggled upwards.

Click!

The tight straps made of multiple layers of cowhide and very tough were torn apart in an instant.

"Just let us..."

Then, he looked intently at his restrained waist and legs and exerted force again.

Click! Click! Click!

As the crisp sounds of cowhide breaking continued to ring out, the other several tight straps were also easily torn off.

"Let's get out of this cage together!"

As soon as he finished the sentence, he stood up from the hospital bed and regained his freedom.

"you……"

Seeing this scene, Professor Zheng was shocked and took several steps back in fear.

The patient's appearance continued to change dramatically.

His body was so skinny that it seemed as if time and hunger had drained away every bit of flesh and blood. His ribs were clearly visible and his joints were jagged and protruding.

But at this moment, it is like a skeleton made of fine steel, every inch of it exudes a terrifying toughness and a cold and hard luster.

His somewhat hunched back slowly straightened up, as if a powerful force was surging, gradually straightening and supporting his body.

Whenever his hands, feet and neck moved slightly, a series of crisp "cracking" sounds were heard, as if a mechanical device that had been in disrepair for a long time needed to be loaded with some lubricating oil.

"It's not easy. Of the three demon seeds planted temporarily, the one with the least hope of growing successfully is the one that has the least hope of growing successfully."

"Perhaps, this is what is called risking one's life in order to survive..."

The patient stood upright, clenched his fists, murmured, and looked at his body.

Then he faced the completely blocked window, and used the faint light reflected by the alloy steel plate to look at his current appearance.

When he turned around, he saw Professor Zheng's face full of fear, so he smiled and explained:
"Don't be afraid. The few portions of special blood you brought today just gave this body enough innate vitality, and initially restored my original strength."

Professor Zheng's sweat oozed from his forehead and slid down his cheeks. He couldn't help but ask:
"What do you want to do next?"

The patient's mouth curled up slightly, revealing an extremely ugly smile.

Suddenly, his figure flashed and appeared in front of Professor Zheng as if teleporting, and grabbed his neck.

Just as he was frightened and started to scream, a stream of vomit as black as ink came out of his mouth and poured into the other person's mouth.

Then he let go of his hand and let him fall to the ground. Professor Zheng coughed repeatedly and asked in shock and anger:
"You...what on earth did you do to me?"

"So that you can also become a glorious immortal."

The patient's eyes were stern, his thin lips slightly parted, and his voice was low and full of unquestionable majesty.

"I am currently short of manpower, and you are very valuable. Those who follow me in the future will not receive such good initiation treatment."

Professor Zheng was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but reach out to touch his face and chest, vaguely feeling that some extremely dangerous changes seemed to be happening inside his body.

"Professor Zheng, what happened?"

Just then, two soldiers stationed outside heard the noise and opened the door and rushed in.

When they saw that the patient who was originally tied up had broken free from the restraints, they immediately raised their guns and aimed at him, ordering him to lie down.

The patient raised his eyes slightly and looked at the intruder.

Suddenly, two dark red bone spurs grew out from behind the shoulder blades, and instantly grew larger in the wind, spreading out like wings.

Puff, puff!
The wings suddenly extended forward like sharp spears, instantly piercing the chests of the two intruders.

The two soldiers' eyes widened in disbelief, and before they could fire their rifles, they lost the strength to pull the triggers.

They only felt that the energy in their bodies was rapidly draining away, and the bone spurs piercing their hearts were like pipes drawing blood.

Gulu, Gulu.

It continued to absorb blood, expanding rapidly, becoming even brighter and glowing slightly.

In just a few seconds, the two living people were sucked into mummies.

The patients who received nutrient supplements began to feel plump up, their complexions became rosy, and they seemed to look a little younger.

Looking at the scene that seemed like the arrival of gods and demons, Professor Zheng was shocked and felt an instinctive sense of submission.

His knees weakened and he knelt on the ground, asking piously and timidly:
"Master, what should I call you?"

His voice was trembling with fear, yet also filled with uncontrollable excitement.

"call?"

The patient frowned slightly, as if he was recalling a very distant time, and his mind was a little confused for a moment.

After a while, he said faintly:

"From now on, just call me Jiang Chen."

As he said this, a faint green will-o'-the-wisp seemed to be burning in his deep eye sockets. He suddenly raised his head and roared wildly.

The roar echoed throughout the entire building, like the trigger that opened Pandora's box.

Suddenly, countless responses rang out, coming from all directions.

There were shrill howls, angry roars, and even excited shouts.

All these sounds intertwined and converged, like an evil symphony of demons dancing from the depths of hell, weaving into an impenetrable predatory net that enveloped the building.

Bang!
The fluorescent lights above the head could not withstand the impact of the sound waves and shattered instantly.

Outside, there were also crackling sounds of light bulbs exploding and the bewildered cries of the soldiers stationed there.

"hehe."

In the dark ward, the patient who called himself "Jiang Chen" smiled coldly and waved at Professor Zheng:
"Let's go, welcome to the world of carnivores!"

"Next, open all the cages. You will command the tribesmen to destroy this filthy place."

"I want to see how much power the imperial government still has in this day and age."

Professor Zheng was startled when he heard this and immediately nodded in agreement.

He knew very well that there was no turning back from the moment he made a deal with the devil and sold his soul.

I can only bite the bullet and move forward step by step in this corridor that seems to lead to hell.

Behind is the road swallowed by darkness, and ahead is also foggy and an unknown abyss of fear.

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The second floor of the rehabilitation center.

The original security monitoring room has been transformed by the military into a heavily guarded defense center.

In front of rows of hundreds of fluorescent flashing closed-circuit televisions.

Several monitoring personnel were still feeling a little sleepy, but when they heard the thunderous roar coming from outside, they were startled.

We immediately retrieved the surveillance video and quickly found out the situation.

"The source of the sound should be in the intensive care unit on the fifth floor. The door to Ward 513 is open."

Then, the scene switched to the camera inside the room.

"Two soldiers have been killed."

"Hey, why is it Professor Zheng? What's wrong with the patient he is talking to..."

At this moment, the lighting facilities were shattered one after another by the sound waves, and the camera image suddenly became black, leaving only the outline of the human figure shown by infrared rays.

The head of the defense center tensed up and immediately issued a series of orders:
"Sound the alarm immediately and dispatch patrol officers from other floors to help surround the fifth floor to prevent the patients inside from escaping during the chaos."

"Also notify the special search team to provide support in case of any emergency. The situation here must also be reported to the headquarters..."

As they were talking, several cameras were vandalized, making the situation even more confusing.

at the same time.

Two special search team members stationed at the rehabilitation center were also awakened from their sleep.

Listening to the various howling sounds coming from the building, I suddenly came to my senses.

"not good!"

"It's the resonance effect of the ghouls. The ghoul leader has appeared!"

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The sirens kept blaring, and it seemed like they couldn't be stopped at all.

The corridor was dark, with blinding red lights frequently flashing on the ceiling.

The once orderly rehabilitation center has turned into a chaotic and bloody battlefield.

Gunshots, shouts, screams, and roars continued to echo throughout the floor.

Splashes of blood splattered onto the ceiling.

Da da da--

Several soldiers wearing night vision goggles held rifles and fired while retreating.

In the darkness, monsters would rush up fearlessly from time to time and take a life in the blink of an eye.

As the number of people dwindled, hurried footsteps could be heard. The few remaining soldiers looked panicked and communicated through headsets, gathering at another place.

The monster let out a terrifying cry and continued to chase after him.

However, they didn't notice that there was a figure lying on the ceiling, watching everything silently.

Fang Cheng was originally hiding in the safe passage.

I followed Professor Zheng to the fifth floor before and found that there was a sentry post every three steps. There were soldiers on duty and cameras everywhere, making it impossible to sneak.

So I can only wait for the other party to come out again.

Unexpectedly, less than ten minutes had passed.

This guy actually made such a big noise in there.

Fang Cheng couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

If I had known this earlier, I would have just killed him and been done with it.

There is no need to look for the mastermind behind the scenes.

Fang Cheng knew that he couldn't wait any longer, so he slipped in during the chaos and prepared to find Professor Zheng in the dark.

Although there are risks and consequences to doing this, we can't really worry about it.

After the other party made such a big fuss in the hospital area, the military would inevitably use thundering means to suppress it quickly.

Don’t look at the monsters released from the ward. They now look extremely vicious and arrogant.

By then, a few missiles will hit the ground and everything will be reduced to ashes.

As a carbon-based life form, no matter how strong the physical strength is, it cannot compete with the weapons of mass destruction of modern armies.

In the melee, Fang Cheng sometimes dodged the gunfire, and sometimes looked around quickly to search.

Suddenly, a slightly crazy laugh came into my ears:

"Haha, bullets can't kill me, you guys are too weak!"

Hearing this voice, Fang Cheng's eyes hidden in the hood lit up suddenly, as if a beast hunting in the dark had locked onto its target.

(End of this chapter)