[GB] Boss Ruan, your husband doesn't want you anymore.

Huo Jingmo followed Wu Qing, and what came into view was a crimson scene. A vibrant, yet weak, body of 'Ruan Qian'an' lay in a room. Danger was constantly closing in on her from all sides.

They stood in a high position, in a place that resembled an observation room, observing her from above.

For a moment, Huo Jingmo's expression froze, as if he were in a zoo.

Huo Jingmo asked, puzzled, "What are you doing?"

Wu Qing looked at Huo Jingmo with a half-smile and said, "What? Feeling sorry for him?"

Wu Qing turned his head and looked at the people below, saying, "Don't worry, this person is not Ruan Qian'an, he is just an experimental subject."

Huo Jingmo looked down and asked, "Why do you want to be an experimenter like Ruan Qian'an?"

Wu Qing smiled and shook his head, saying with considerable pride, "No, it's not just this one test subject."

As he spoke, he led Huo Jingmo forward, where there was another huge glass window, and there was a person in a white coat with their head down, taking notes.

Huo Jingmo looked up and, though he hadn't understood what these people were recording, he now completely understood.

Each of the huge rooms contained a different 'Ruan Qian'an'

There were more than a dozen people taking notes, all of them intently looking down with fascination on their faces, their pens writing in unison.

Huo Jingmo frowned uncomfortably at Wu Qing's sickly appearance. With a glint in his eyes, Wu Qing said as if setting a trap for Huo Jingmo, "Isn't my sincerity enough, Mr. Huo?"

Things turned out far beyond Huo Jingmo's imagination. He had thought it would be like the previous kidnapping, but seeing this scene, his cooperation with Wu Qing was like jumping into the tiger's den.

Moreover, he had taken the initiative to tell him that he wanted to meet Ruan Qian'an. Now he knew what they were doing: either work for him or die.

Huo Jingmo casually changed the subject, saying, "Where is Ruan Qian'an?"

Wu Qing: "Don't rush, I'll take you to her now."

As Wu Qing led Huo Jingmo through the houses, they talked, and the houses inside, including Ruan Qian'an's house, were all damaged to varying degrees.

Burns, frostbite, severed limbs, blood clots, and piercing screams like ghosts—all assaulted Huo Jingmo's senses through sight and sound.

In Huo Jingmo's eyes, Ruan Qian'an died again and again. Each time someone died, a different Ruan Qian'an was replaced.

Huo Jingmo's face grew paler and paler as he walked, his stomach churning. He kept bending over, covering his mouth to prevent himself from vomiting.

Seeing Huo Jingmo's expression, Wu Qing thoughtfully pointed out the trash can at the corner.

Huo Jingmo covered his mouth and ran towards the spot Wu Qing was pointing to, where he vomited violently.

I only stopped vomiting after my stomach was completely empty, but my stomach was still cramping and painful.

His eyes were glistening with tears from vomiting, and his mind was filled with images of Ruan Qian'an's various deaths.

terror.

'Ruan Qian'an,' whose limbs were severed and whose internal organs were removed, was still fighting. His eyes were empty, as Tara hadn't even had time to put them back in. His head had been cut off.

Huo Jingmo's hands trembled, and a wave of nausea surged in his stomach.

It wasn't just because of the identical Ruan Qian'an, but also because of the constant disappearance of one vibrant life after another, that he felt a sense of fear.

Wu Qing walked over and patted him on the back, saying, "Are you feeling better? You'll get used to it."

Huo Jingmo looked at the calm-faced Wu Qing and felt he was extremely terrifying: "You..."

"Aren't they real people?!" Huo Jingmo's question sounded sharp and harsh.

Wu Qing: "Their sacrifice can save more people."

Huo Jingmo straightened up and continued walking forward.

As they walked along this path, the people in white coats around them seemed completely oblivious to their presence, treating them as if they were invisible. They recorded everything in a callous indifference.

This ordeal wasn't truly over until it reached its end.

Huo Jingmo remained silent. He had nothing to say to such a heartless and insane person.

After many twists and turns, they arrived at an unremarkable wooden door. Compared to the high-tech doors outside, this wooden door was quite simple and flimsy.

Wu Qing pushed open the door with a creak. The place was like a secluded paradise.

It felt like arriving in another world, completely unlike being on a ship; it felt like being in another place.

The sky was a deep blue, and the mountains rose in layers. In the distance, a waterfall cascaded down from the sky.

Nearby, lotus leaves grew by the pond, and a young girl lay on a rock.

The person was none other than Ruan Qian'an, her entire lower body submerged in water.

Wisps of steam rose from the pool, and her silver-white hair obscured half of her face.

Her breath was so faint it was almost imperceptible; only the twitching of her ears, which had turned into fish fins, proved that she was still alive.

Wu Qing smiled with satisfaction, secretly thinking that he was finally slowly recovering.

Huo Jingmo asked uncertainly, "This...this is Ruan Qian'an."

Wu Qing: "Of course, she is the real Ruan Qian'an."

"Were you scared? It seems Ruan Qian'an has never revealed her true identity to you."

Huo Jingmo: "No, all I know is that she is like a monster, an unkillable monster."

Wu Qing: "From a human perspective, she is indeed a monster, a monster capable of destroying the world."

Huo Jingmo retorted, "So, you're researching how to kill her?"

Wu Qing: "Danger is always accompanied by opportunity."

Huo Jingmo, recalling the deaths of those 'Ruan Qian'an's, asked, "What exactly do you want to do to her?"

Wu Qing: "We don't want to kill her, but to make her work for us and completely control her."

Huo Jingmo subconsciously wanted to say "no," but he forced himself to suppress it when he met Wu Qing's gaze.

He is not in a position to negotiate now.

Huo Jingmo tried his best to suppress the turmoil in his heart, and his gaze grew colder and colder.

The two then walked further inside, getting closer to Ruan Qian'an.

Huo Jingmo asked, "Aren't you afraid she'll run away if you keep her locked up like this?"

Wu Qing said mysteriously, "Take a closer look."

Huo Jingmo looked carefully into the water. Blood was rising from the depths of the clear pool, slowly creating red ripples on the surface.

Huo Jingmo's expression was grave. He could only see the blood bubbling upwards; he couldn't see what was hidden underwater: "She's injured?"

Wu Qing: "We're pinned down."

Huo Jingmo froze? Is that a word used to describe a person? "This is torture!"

Huo Jingmo's expression darkened: "How dare you treat her like this!"

Wu Qing narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Didn't you say you hated her? Why do you seem worried about her?"

Huo Jingmo: "I wish I could kill her." His eyes flickered, and he couldn't say anything.

"She must be killed; she truly deserves to die."

Wu Qing: "I know you two were in love, but can you forgive her for what she did? Don't forget what she did to you!"

Wu Qing said seductively, "I know you've never experienced anything like this before, you're just a pampered young master who's never lifted a finger, so I'll help you torture her."

"And then you deliver the final blow, how about that?"

"That way, neither you nor I lose out."

Huo Jingmo: "What exactly is your purpose? I don't believe you would be so kind as to help me!"

Wu Qing: "I've already shown you what I've done, which means I completely trust you, so helping you is only natural."

Huo Jingmo: "Whether you trust me or intimidate me, I can still tell the difference."

Wu Qing's gaze unconsciously swept over Huo Jingmo's stomach, then she said very sincerely, "It seems you have no other choice now."

Huo Jingmo tilted his head slightly, glancing almost imperceptibly at Ruan Qian'an: "Who knows? Being so confident isn't a good thing."

Wu Qing: "Mr. Huo is more confident."