Horror games? Whatever, I'll die.

Seeing Liang Zaibing's increasingly murderous gaze, Lin Yisen quickly changed the subject, "You also had a transplant, right? How are you feeling now?"

Liang Zaibing felt her right eye, which was covered, and felt no pain or tearing sensation. It seemed to have healed, so she simply removed the gauze.

The ghost eye felt completely natural in his eye socket, just like his own eye, and his vision was even clearer; his previous slight nearsightedness had disappeared.

However, I didn't sense any specialization in the supernatural.

"I didn't feel anything."

Lin Yisen rubbed his chin. "My reaction is quite obvious. I'm so hungry right now I could eat a person."

"It might not just be people."

Liang Zaibing raised an eyebrow. "You can even eat ghosts?"

"It's still uncertain, but I just tested a product of a failed research project. The medicine that was supposed to make me vomit and go into shock had no effect, but at least it improved my poison resistance. I'll figure out a way to deal with the supernatural items and ghosts after I finish the experiments. I don't have any materials on hand."

Liang Zaibing was speechless. "...You're amazing."

"Why don't you just join the D Research Institute? You can do all the research you want, and it won't be a waste of your skills."

Lin Yisen retorted seriously, "That won't do. I have research ethics, and clinical trials must follow the principle of voluntariness."

"Oh, then Sun Shuo must have done it voluntarily, right?"

Lin Yisen stammered and changed the subject, saying, "How can doing research be called coercion?"

"Haha, I don't believe you."

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When 077 led several researchers to the rest area, the two immediately fell silent and stopped chatting.

After the measurement, the two people's Inphic values ​​rose to 519 and 577 respectively. After reaching a certain critical point, they may undergo a qualitative change from human to ghost.

077 scrutinized them for a moment, then nodded slightly. "Passed. The next phase of the transformation will begin tomorrow."

Li Ziyang, who went into the operating room with them, did not appear, and no one mentioned her. She had probably died on the operating table.

This completely overturned their previous assumptions.

Who exactly is the extra tenth person? And what role does he play in the dungeon?

Faces flashed through his mind, but he could never find the answer.

As his thoughts drifted, his gaze unconsciously fell on the metal wall opposite him, the smooth surface reflecting his current appearance.

His eerie red eyes were set in his youthful, delicate face, completely different from his usual demeanor, as if a part of a ghost had taken over his body.

He suddenly felt like a stranger to himself.

As if summoned by some force, he obsessively covered his left eye with his hand and looked at the world through the ghostly eye, completely overturning the orderly surface of the research institute.

Flames shot into the sky, igniting even metals and non-flammable materials. The blood-red hellfire licked at every inch of the land, burning everything to scorched earth.

The dignified and cold researchers were all turned into screaming and wailing charred corpses, their charred bodies struggling and twisting into bizarre shapes, all their hands outstretched as if trying to escape.

Their dark, hollow eyes stared at him, and their hands were both pointing in the same direction.

Once their vision was restored, the researchers left the laboratory one after another, being pushed and shoved as they were escorted back to SH-04.

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"We'll act tonight. We can't wait until the second transformation. Who knows if we'll turn into mindless ghosts and never be able to escape the instance again?"

After all the deductions, he still had 76 points of life left, but the mental erosion from the eye transplant alone caused his mental state to plummet to a precarious 65.

Losing your senses in a horror game means you're not far from death.

If he has another surgery, he will repeat the same mistake that Feng Peng made in the previous instance.

"But I need to go out and check something before the actual operation. Wait for my message. When I tell you to detonate, just press the remote control, understand?"

As Liang Zaibing recounted his plan, Lin Yisen stared intently at him with an extremely hungry look.

Did you hear me clearly?

"Hungry... I'm so hungry..." He even tried to grab Liang Zaibing and eat his flesh and drink his blood.

Well, this guy seems to be suffering from even more severe mental pollution than him; his brain is being controlled by his stomach.

Unable to bear it any longer, Liang Zaibing grabbed his neck first, tightening his grip little by little.

Without oxygen entering his lungs, Lin Yisen's face quickly turned red. He forcefully slapped the hand that was pinching him, signaling the other person to let go.

Liang Zaibing pinched him for a few more seconds before letting go. "Are you awake now?"

"Cough cough cough—" Lin Yisen coughed for a long time, and tears came out of his eyes.

"If you had let go any later, I would have died."

"He's not dead, is he?" Liang Zaibing glanced at him sideways. "Did you understand the plan?"

“I heard that,” Lin Yisen said, somewhat frustrated. “I was actually quite lucid just now, but my body suddenly wouldn’t obey me, like I was possessed by a ghost.”

"I don't care about that. No matter what means you use, you must stay alert when you need to trigger the bomb."

"I will do that," Lin Yisen nodded in agreement.

After a few minutes of silence, Lin Yisen's mind started working again. "Do we really have to take action tonight?"

"What do you mean?" Liang Zaibing glared at him. "You don't want to have a second surgery, do you?"

Lin Yisen did not shy away from his true thoughts, "Don't you yearn for such power? With just a few more transplants, we can fight against the vengeful ghosts on our own without needing any cursed items, and we don't have to worry about the curse reviving after exceeding the limit of the number of transplants."

Lin Yisen became more and more excited as he spoke, almost imagining what it would be like to have two pieces of ghostly limbs modified.

Lin Yisen recalled the bloody consequences of using cursed items each time, and gritted his teeth, "I'll sell those two greedy guys to get materials."

Upon hearing that he was going to sell cursed items, a long queue of comments spontaneously formed in the live chat.

Cursed items are rare, and cursed items of this high quality in Lin Yisen's possession are even rarer. Unless there is no other choice, no one would choose to sell their livelihood.

Have you considered what the price might be?

"Cursed objects want your flesh and blood, while ghostly limb transplants want your soul."

Even after all that had been said, Lin Yisen still looked hesitant, as if he really wanted to complete the second modification.

"I think you really want to die!" Liang Zaibing was so angry that she tried to pinch him again.

"No, no, no," Lin Yisen ran off in a flash, "I'll listen to you, okay?"

Liang Zaibing glared at him fiercely, "If it doesn't explode when it's supposed to, I'll kill you first!"

"Calm down, calm down," Lin Yisen fanned him from the side, "You said I was controlled by a ghost, but I think you're affected quite a bit too."

Liang Zaibing was suddenly startled and took several deep breaths to suppress the inexplicable violent emotions in her heart.

After calming herself down, Liang Zaibing put on the Boundless Cloak and walked towards the corridor. Just before passing through the wall, she gave Lin Yisen a deep look and said, "Remember what I said."