I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

When Ling Xiao opened his eyes, he saw a group of people surrounding him, injecting him with something.

The scene seemed familiar, but he had no strength and felt nothing. The lights here were too bright, like the lights in an operating room, stinging his eyes and making his head spin. He tried to open his eyes, trying to stay awake. He wanted to know where he was and what his situation was.

"He's awake! He's awake!" No one knew who first noticed that Ling Xiao was awake. Ling Xiao only felt that there was a lot of noise around him. This scene was magnified and became incredibly clear.

The feeling of déjà vu was like he had returned to the past. Was this... the first time he came into contact with the unfinished product? This time, he was still in his own body. Was it a rebirth or another time travel?

No, he didn't want any of those. He didn't want to be reborn, he didn't want to start over, he didn't want to face those hateful people. If he was dead, why couldn't he just die completely? Why did they have to torture him back again and again? Disgusting! Absolutely disgusting!

He didn't want to be without Jieyuhua. He missed Fatty, Wuxie, and the others—his friends and his lover.

He has to go back, he has to leave! This world is no good, he doesn't want to stay here.

How disgusting! I feel like throwing up!

Ling Xiao looked at the group of people and gagged a few times.

"Get out! All of you get out! Stay away from me! Don't touch me!" As if a taut string had suddenly snapped, Ling Xiao could no longer control his emotions. He pulled the needle out of his hand and, while enduring the stomach acid, inserted the needle into the neck of the person closest to him.

"What's going on? Is it a side effect? ​​He's started to become manic, which is completely different from his previous personality. It's rare for him to lose control. Someone, please record this! Record the duration, damn it! Who brought a stopwatch?" No one cared whether the person who was pricked with the needle died or not; all this group of people cared about was the data.

"Hold him down! Pharmacist, where's the anesthetic? How did you administer it?"

"Open his mouth and take his saliva! Be careful not to get bitten."

"Fine, let's put a tongue-biting device on him! So he doesn't bite his own tongue!"

"Who's going to collect his urine? If no one does, I'll take it."

"Don't forget the nails and hair, they're crucial for the experimental data. Yes, give him some magnesium sulfate later. His excrement is also very important."

"Are you all crazy? He's a person! A living person! Not an experiment! What are you memorizing? Let him go!" The fat man angrily tried to stop them; this group had all gone mad.

Is that Fatty? He seems to be hallucinating; he actually heard Fatty coming to save him. How did Fatty end up here? Oh! Right, there's a Fatty in this world too!

Perhaps because he had experienced it once, he knew all too well how he would be treated, and actually developed unrealistic fantasies. It was really wrong of him. He should wait a little longer, and once he regained some strength, he would kill everyone here.

A series of groans and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground reached his ears. Someone removed the mouth gag from his mouth and loosened the ropes binding his wrists and ankles.

His gaze was fixed on the ceiling. It seemed he had been picked up again. Were they going to experiment in a different place? This person smelled so good; he smelled like his little flower brother.

"Brother Xiaohua," Ling Xiao murmured involuntarily.

"Yes, I'm here," Jieyuhua replied.

It was Little Flower Brother's voice. Ling Xiao's eyes immediately welled up with tears. He had a dream in which he was saved and his great hero said to him again and again, "Yes, I'm here."