I'm not a drama god

"how so……"

"The experiment has clearly already..."

Teacher Ye's body began to tremble uncontrollably. He stepped on the debris on the ground as stiffly as a zombie, and chaotic memories kept flooding into his mind.

Teacher Ye remembered that he was holding the test tube in his own hands and saw the sediment in the test tube settle and separate from the reagent itself. This proved that all the world-destroying disasters would not affect the fusion of the corresponding type of disasters...

He remembered that after he saw the experimental results, ecstasy surged in his heart. Zhao Yi at the side came forward and grabbed his wrist, and seemed to say something, but he was completely immersed in that joy at the time. After giving Zhao Yi a hug, he put the test tube back to its original place and went directly to the Nanhai Government.

Do not……

wrong……

Another memory began to gradually replace the picture in Teacher Ye's mind and occupy his mind!

"Teacher Ye! Teacher Ye, are you okay?! How could this test tube explode... Teacher Ye, wait for me, I'll get you a bandage!!"

In this vague memory, Zhao Yi grabbed his wrist, and his anxious voice echoed in his ears.

The scene flowed back in Teacher Ye’s memory. He saw himself picking up the test tube and shaking it gently. The next second, a terrifying aura burst out from the test tube, which directly shattered the test tube. The debris of the test tube was deeply embedded in his palm, and blood was dripping for a while!

"..."

"How could this happen... Did the experiment succeed... or fail?!"

The fragmented memories collided in Teacher Ye's mind, and for a moment he could no longer tell which was reality. He squatted down with his hands holding his head in pain, the severe pain almost tore his mind in two!

At this moment, he saw his palm out of the corner of his eye...

There were wounds that had not yet healed all over it, and even deep inside some of the wounds, there were a few crystals embedded.

That was the residue from the exploded test tube.

Teacher Ye was stunned.

That terrifying scenario that made him feel like he was falling into an icy cave, that scenario that he had always subconsciously ignored... came to his mind at this moment.

"My thoughts... have been tampered with?"

The moment this thought came to his mind, all the details that he had overlooked came rushing in like a tide!

Teacher Ye's face was filled with pain and hideousness. At this moment, his brain began to work rapidly, and countless fragmented and fragmented memories, like another self, jumped into his mind...

……

Fusion school under the starry night, everything is silent.

He climbed up the deserted path leading to the mother tree, and finally stopped slowly in front of one of the branches.

He stood there quietly, like a sleepwalker without self-awareness. The breeze brushed his shirt. He tilted his head slightly above the mother tree, and looked in a certain direction of the mother tree dormitory with his eyes closed...

There, Chen Ling was sleeping soundly in her room.

A weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He turned around, tapped his fingertips on the branches of the mother tree, and slowly outlined a certain symbol...

In the hazy night,

A messy ball of thread was gradually drawn into shape by him...

A few hours later, the two children from the fusion faction climbed up the mother tree to collect branches as usual. After their eyes caught sight of the ball of thread, they seemed to have lost their self-awareness and walked stiffly towards the direction of the Jiangtian Sect branch.

……

On that day, the Fusion Clan living in the Mother Tree decorated the place with lights and colors.

"Brothers and sisters!!! Chen! Ling!! Come!!!!!!!!!"

Zhao Yi's shouts came from a distance, and the children in the mother tree excitedly put down what they were doing, ran to the door, and looked at the visitors from afar with curiosity.

"He is Chen Ling..."

"It looks just like what's in the newspaper. It's so beautiful!!"

"..."

The chirping sounds rang in his ears, and as the bright red costumes in the distance approached, the children's faces became more and more excited.

Just as the atmosphere was getting heated, a dull voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.

puff-

The young man, covered in black, knelt down uncontrollably in front of the man in the bright red costume.

After a short pause, the awkward atmosphere was dispelled by laughter. At the same time, the voice of the man in the red costume slowly rang out:

"Does the disaster that befell you come from the Devil's Abyss?"

This voice, which he had inexplicably ignored, was like a thunderclap, now roaring in Teacher Ye's heart.

……

Memories roll forward.

Time goes back to the South China Sea base more than 300 years ago.

"Professor Ye, the medical department recently encountered a cancer case of a child. Now all our medical equipment has failed...but her mother is still unwilling to give up. I would like to ask you to see if there is any way..."

"I understand. I will help her as much as I can. Let her come over."

He put down the unfinished article on the fusion hypothesis in his hand and spoke gently.

Snapped--

The bright surgical light dispelled the darkness in a corner of the room.

Under the pale light, a sixteen-year-old girl was lying obediently on the observation deck, her big black eyes looking at Professor Ye beside her with fear and worry.

"Big brother, can my illness be cured?"

"Don't worry, I'll do my best." He comforted her while preparing the latest anti-cancer reagent.

He walked slowly to the observation platform. The slender and sharp needle tube emitted a cold light under the light. It contained the results of his decades of research. Currently, he had obtained permission from the base to conduct clinical observations. The cure rate for some specific cancers was as high as 63%...

But when his eyes met the girl's clear eyes, his heart suddenly stopped.

The conjectures and knowledge about fusion in his mind seemed to come alive at this moment, like a reptile that had drilled out of the heart and was crawling towards the body of the girl on the observation deck little by little.

His pupils gradually lost their luster, and a storm of chaotic lines occupied his consciousness.

Under the pale light,

He slowly put the reagent in his hand aside.

"Little friend." An emotionless voice rang out from his vocal cords. "Let's try another treatment method... okay?"

The girl was startled. She was afraid of needles and couldn't help asking:

"Then...what should I do?"

"Lift up your clothes and show your belly."

After hesitating for a moment, the girl lifted her clothes and exposed her fair and tender belly under the pale light. Under this clean and energetic body, it seemed that there were infinite possibilities...

He turned around and took out a disaster organ from the drawer that had not yet been fully specimened.

It was a piece of intestine covered with spells, wriggling slowly under the pale light, like a snake with self-awareness.

The moment the girl saw this thing, her eyes widened in horror. Before she could say anything else, a mechanical and indifferent voice slowly sounded:

"Don't be afraid...it will be fine in a moment...be good..."

The girl's body stopped resisting...

Two messy balls of thoughts filled her eyes.

Blood flowed in silence, life passed away in death, and Pandora's box was opened by him at this moment...