Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

Pei Du did not know how Sheng Shixian contracted the virus. After he fell ill, he spent most of his time at home except for occasional visits to the laboratory.

Nowadays, the viruses circulating in cities are almost entirely spread through the air and droplets, so most people wear special medical masks when going out.

However, Sheng Shixian's infection was clearly not like that.

When an ordinary person is infected with a virus, the blood cells in their body will change due to the erosion of the virus cells, and blood cells of unknown origin will not appear.

Sheng Shixian's body contained blood that had been injected with other people's blood.

More specifically, he was injected with the blood of a mutated strain infected by a virus. This type of blood, once inside his body, would allow Sheng Shixian to undergo mutation in less than a day.

Pei Du frowned. He extracted the two types of blood cells from Sheng Shixian's blood, which had different origins, and matched these cells with the blood in the laboratory's blood bank.

The laboratory has close ties with the military, and the blood of almost all mutants captured and shot by the military is stored and recorded in the laboratory.

Pei Du watched the data on the computer screen jump around rapidly, his fingertips slowly tapping the glass interface on the lab bench.

Sheng Shixian's infection was not an accident; it meant someone wanted him dead.

Pei Du thought about Sheng Shixian's current state and suddenly realized that Sheng Shixian was also a pitiful little thing. He was framed, sold off cheaply, and abused to the point of near death, and even after returning, An Jia did not marry him.

The claim that An Jia married someone else in her previous life, based on Pei Du's previous observations, most likely refers to Ling Yu.

Sheng Shixian is just a clown.

But Pei Du himself wasn't much better off. Reflecting on his role as an ATM, Pei Du realized he was even more of a clown.

The computer system beeped, the scrolling of data slowed down, and the interface displayed the test results.

Pei Du walked over, clicked on the interface with his mouse, and saw the similarity value of the blood matching.

99% similarity (suspected to be from the same blood): Military blood bank number 89.

Variant number 89.

Pei Du stood frozen in place. He had always kept the blood of mutant number 89; the director had used it for experiments after Pei Du fell ill. Why had it been injected into Sheng Shixian's body?

“…Damn it.” Pei Du thought of Sheng Shixian’s sinister look at him earlier, and a chill ran down his spine.

Sheng Shixian will regain his memories later, and with his abilities, he will find out who attacked him. Blood No. 89 was originally in Pei Du's possession, and Sheng Shixian will never let him go.

The voice of the one who was barely surviving said leisurely, "I told you, it's a blessing for you to die young. Those who were tortured to death by Sheng Shixian in their past lives didn't even have a complete corpse."

Pei Du: "..."

Pei Du frowned. Sheng Shixian had two types of blood of unknown origin in his body. The laboratory's computer only detected one type, and the other could not be detected. It should be a mutant that had not been captured by the military.

Pei Du organized and put away all the materials, then asked, "Do you still have the indestructible body you mentioned last time?"

He was overjoyed at barely surviving: "Would you like to trade your Yang energy points with me?"

Pei Du was silent for a few seconds, considering several possibilities, and then sighed, "Never mind, I'll go buy a knife tonight."

To live a life of ignominy: "..."

Pei Du spent two or three hours in the lab. Very few people knew about blood vial number 89; besides the upper echelons of the military, only Director Gong Yuanshen and Pei Du himself knew.

After Pei Du's parents passed away, it was the director who secretly took care of him. Pei Du had previously asked the director, and no one else besides them had come into contact with bottle number 89.

Pei Du felt a headache coming on.

He leaned against the long table and looked at the forms. His assistant had sent over the information of his previous project leaders. Of the more than one hundred experimental projects, nearly eighty had been handed over to Ling Yu after Pei Du fell ill.

It's Ling Yu again.

Pei Du's gaze swept across the forms layer by layer. He turned to his assistant and asked, "When did Junior Brother Ling Yu arrive at the lab? I was sick at home and didn't have a chance to meet him."

Upon hearing this, Lu Zifan put down the experimental apparatus in his hand and said, "You mean Ling Yu? He came three months ago. You were also in the lab at that time, but you got sick later, so you didn't officially meet."

“Junior Brother Ling Yu is quite talented. Senior Brother, you can’t come here for long periods of time. Most of the experiments are done by Ling Yu.” Lu Zifan’s tone was full of envy.

"Among the newcomers, Junior Brother Ling Yu is the most promising. He was even nominated for deputy director last time. If he is selected, he will be the youngest deputy director in our institute."

"I see." Pei Du looked at the name on the paper again and asked, "Junior Brother Ling Yu was working overseas before?"

“No, he went to university in City A and studied finance.” Lu Zifan said with a hint of amazement, “He hadn’t done much experimentation before, but he managed to complete several big projects as soon as he arrived here. Even the director praised him for his promising future.”

Pei Du raised an eyebrow: "Then he certainly has talent."

The work in the laboratory is unlike any other; every step and even the smallest detail requires meticulous attention and careful observation.

Ling Yu, someone who had never been involved in experiments before, was able to advance to the position of deputy director within three months. This truly surprised Pei Du.

Lu Zifan said, "But he's been acting strangely lately, I don't know what happened. I saw him get scolded by the director several times."

"Maybe he's tired." Pei Du folded the paper, glanced at the time, and said, "I have something to do, I'll be going now."

He had been out for nearly three hours. Pei Du had just taken a moment to glance at the surveillance video, and Sheng Shixian, noticing the passage of time, had begun to anxiously bite his handcuffs.

Last time, when Pei Du failed to return on time, Sheng Shixian was already on the verge of a breakdown. If Pei Du stands him up again this time, Sheng Shixian probably won't let it go so easily.

Keeping a big bomb around is really painful.

Pei Du sighed, casually stuffed all the experimental data into his briefcase, registered, and prepared to leave.

The laboratory corridor was dimly lit, with old white lights hanging from the ceiling, casting a faint, dim glow.

As Pei Du walked inside, he saw a round, white sphere floating in the sky, its soft light illuminating the surrounding walls and scenery.

To live a life of ignominy: "!"

Pei Du paused for a moment before resuming his normal pace and walked straight towards the white ball.

Clear footsteps echoed in the corridor. The white ball turned around, its body, about the size of a basketball, surrounded by a circle of constantly rotating English letters.

He huddled inside Pei Du's pocket, trying to survive, and peered out through the fabric.

Pei Du walked forward without changing his expression, and the white sphere watched him approach. The door next to him opened, and the experimenter who had just finished the experiment came out.

Pei Du narrowed his eyes as he watched the white ball spin around and land on Ling Yu's shoulder.

Ling Yu saw Pei Du's expression change, but he still nodded to Pei Du and said, "Greetings, Senior Brother."