The waste is going to strike back

"Mu Xin, I'm sorry." A jade-like man hugged a cute and pretty boy. He looked at the dying man tied to the laboratory table and covered in blood, and his expression was very apologetic.

"The cat cries over the rat." Mu Xin closed his eyes tightly, his pale face was devoid of any color, and his voice was so soft that if the whole room was not too quiet, no one would be able to hear him.

"Hey! Xiche has already apologized, what else do you want?"

The boy in the man's arms frowned and scolded him with a look of disdain, "If you weren't still of some use, and Xi Che had always spoken for you, a useless person like you would have died in the zombie swarm long ago! You wouldn't even be qualified to get on the test bench at the base!"

Mu Xin smiled coldly, he opened his eyes, did not speak, his lifeless eyes stared at the creepy white wall above his head with an indifferent expression.

Do you think he is really a fool? No one knows Ming Xiche better than him.

On the one hand, he was willing to speak up for himself in order to gain a reputation for being kind and tolerant in front of the boy. On the other hand, he had not yet fully utilized the last bit of his value, so he did not want to die yet.

Apologizing to yourself? What a joke!

Mu Xin turned his neck stiffly, and his empty gaze gradually shifted to the necklace hanging on Ming Xiche's neck.

This necklace is strung with a crescent-shaped piece of jade. One can tell at a glance that its smooth texture is very expensive and not an ordinary item.

This was the necklace that I had given to Ming Xi Che. It was a family heirloom. When the end of the world just came, I discovered by chance that this necklace was a Horcrux with enormous power.

He was so madly in love with Ming Xi Che at that time that he actually gave him the necklace which was definitely a treasure in the end times. With the help of the Horcrux, Ming Xi Che was like a cheat. Not only were his superpowers purified and tempered, he also won the favor of the helmsman of the second base, who began to train him to be the successor.

It can be said that it was Mu Xin who helped him get to where he is today, but how did Ming Xi Che repay him?

He abandoned him and chose Xiahou Shuo, the son of the leader of the Second Base with a strong background, and then threw himself on the test bench to live a life worse than death!

Now, Mu Xin's broken heart is filled with nothing but hatred.

However, Xiahou Shuo said that he was a waste, which was recognized by everyone.

I don’t know if it’s because of my poor qualifications, but no matter what method I use, I can’t stimulate the superpowers in my body. That’s why I was always bullied and called a waste in Ming Xiche’s team.

And because Ming Xiche was his lover, he protected him everywhere. So although those people no longer targeted him openly, they still tried to trip him up secretly.

I used to be touched by Ming Xiche's protection, but now I think that he is just using me to gain a good reputation and make me more devoted to him.

If he had not been born into an ancient martial arts family and had not practiced martial arts since childhood, and had not had some ability to protect himself, he would have probably been eaten alive by zombies long ago.

Xiahou Shuo looked at the man lying on the test bench like a dead tree, his eyes full of disgust and contempt.

"It's so unlucky! Why keep him like a half-dead person! It's better to kill him and be done with it! We can always find another living test subject!" The boy pouted and acted coquettishly towards Ming Xiche.

Ming Xiche pursed his lips and looked in the direction of Mu Xin with complicated eyes.

Without saying a word, he hugged the boy and walked out of the cold, snow-white laboratory.

The two walked for a long time, and Mu Xin closed his eyes, which were so dry that he could not shed a single tear.

When will I let myself go and be free?

Mingxi Che...

The base's laboratory was located on the fifth underground floor, so Mu Xin had no way of knowing whether it was day or night. He could only occasionally learn from the researchers whether it was day or evening.

In the past few days, there were people in white coats cutting off their own flesh and skin as test subjects, but it was obvious that Mu Xin was accustomed to this kind of pain, so he didn't find it unbearable.

It's just that the demand from those people has increased recently, resulting in no good place on his body. His skin, which was already scarred, is now even more injured and looks terrible.

The wound was not treated well and some of it was festering. His mental state became worse and worse, his mind became more and more confused, and he spent most of his time in a coma.

As for why he was used as a test subject, Mu Xin could probably guess it.

This is naturally all thanks to Ming Xiche.

At that time, Ming Xiche told the outside world that Mu Xin was eaten by a group of zombies while on a mission, and his body was torn into pieces. So naturally, Mu Xin's name was removed from the roster at the base.

So Mu Xin is just an "illegal household" at this time.

He had been in a coma for several days, and today no one came to take samples for experiments. This gave him a chance to catch his breath and his mind became clear for a rare moment.

His empty eyes stared directly at the incandescent lamp above his head. He was not afraid of hurting his eyes at all, and just stared straight ahead.

At this moment, Ming Xiche came in.

He didn't say anything, and his little lover was not with him. He hesitated for a moment and walked to the test bench. His lips moved, but Mu Xin didn't hear what Ming Xiche said.

He hesitated for a moment, then injected Mu Xin with a tube of light green liquid and left quietly.

Even if Mu Xin wanted to resist, he was powerless. What's more, he was now half-dead and didn't care what Ming Xiche could do with his broken body. So he just obediently let Ming Xiche do whatever he wanted.

While Ming Xiche was taking action, Mu Xin's eyes never fell on the person he once loved the most, as if Ming Xiche was just dust and air.

Now, the only difference between him and a zombie is that he is still conscious and can think independently. Otherwise, what is the difference between him and the living dead?

After Ming Xiche had been gone for a while, Mu Xin's pupils shrank.

He felt that his internal organs had never been more uncomfortable than at this moment, as if someone was stirring them with an electric drill, and the pain was so severe that he wanted to roll on the ground.

Then he felt the air in his lungs getting thinner and thinner. He tried hard to breathe in air, but it was like walking into a vacuum. The air in his lungs was drained out bit by bit. Mu Xin even began to feel his throat dry and sore, and even bleeding.

Is this really going to kill me? Due to lack of oxygen, it took Mu Xin a while to realize that he had been injected with poison by Ming Xiche.

I really... can't accept this...

These were the last words that flashed through Mu Xin's mind before he fell into darkness.