Chapter 36

Fukang Private General Hospital, 2nd basement.

There was a strong rancid odor in the cold air, mixed with bloody sweetness and formalin, which made people dizzy.

There are baby specimens on the iron frame, standing in the corner of the wall to sew up dead bodies, and strange patterns are drawn on the ground.

Everywhere you look, everything looks weird.

Wen Jianyan was imprisoned on the birthing bed, her wrists and ankles were locked by the cold metal, and she felt a dull pain.

He gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down.

The legendary special item was placed in the surgical tray next to the head. The light yellow "liquid" body had a turbid texture under the light. The head was big and the body was small. The shriveled and deformed baby floated up and down in the "liquid" body. .

I don't know if it's Wen Jianyan's illusion...

It always felt as if it was alive, even slowly moving its atrophied limbs.

Wen Jianyan retracted her gaze and looked at other places on the second basement floor.

He realized that the birthing bed he was lying on was not the only one in the basement. To be precise, there was a whole row of birthing beds listed beside him, and there were dried brown bloodstains on the cold white iron railings. One bed had signs of being used.

- Only one birth bed is not empty.

A black and shriveled corpse is lying on the birthing bed, its wrists and ankles are fixed on the frame like firewood, drooping and hanging down, the shrunken skin is tightly attached to the skull, the mouth is wide open, and the two rows of "exposed" protrude outward. teeth.

His throat was cut, like a bloodless mouth, wide and dry.

The belly of the corpse was torn apart, as if it had been forcibly torn from the inside of the body by something.

This way of dying...

Wen Jianyan was slightly startled.

Lin Qing?

The other party seemed to notice that Wen Jianyan was different, and followed his line of sight:

"She."

Covered with stitches, the dean leaned over and approached: "A failed product."

His face also seems to have been divided, the two eyeballs are not the same color, and the height and size are completely mismatched, as if they were from two different bodies.

The director of Fukang Hospital looked at the face of the young man in front of him by the light, and said in a low voice: "It's a pity, I had high hopes for her, but I didn't expect to secretly collect information and evidence..."

"Even as a parent is equally disappointing."

"The Holy Infant had only been in her for two days."

While speaking, Dean Fukang picked up the small can from the operating table on the side, and stared at the little baby floating in it with fanatical and loving eyes.

He smiled and turned his head, looking at Wen Jianyan, who was tied to the bed:

"However, you actually get along so well with the ghost baby, presumably the Holy Infant can do the same."

The young man who had been silent from the beginning finally slowly:

"I have a question."

"You are not qualified to ask questions." The dean smiled with a cracked mouth, and his eyes flashed with cruel cold light: "Why do you feel that I have an obligation to answer your questions?"

"You just need to hatch the Holy Baby and that's enough."

Wen Jianyan: "I understand, but..."

His words paused hesitantly, leaving a short blank period.

The attitude of the other party is really too weird. Under such circumstances, it is always incomprehensible, and it is impossible to help but wonder what the other party wants to say.

There is something about this method that is not controlled by "manipulation" that makes the Dean anxious:

"but what?"

"But have you ever wondered why you kept failing so many times before?"

"..."

The dean narrowed his eyes in silence.

"I understand that if you want to hatch the Holy Infant, you must have qualified flesh/body."

Wen Jianyan said slowly and earnestly, carefully and carefully:

"However, the mother of the world must be some kind of ideology beyond human beings, right? You have been unsuccessful in finding the mother body before, not necessarily because the physical/physical quality is not up to standard, but because the spiritual body is not recognized? "

"Alternatively, what if the maternal spirit body rejects the Holy Infant too much and is judged to be unqualified if it is not doubled?"

Wen Jianyan's nonsense becomes more and more smooth:

"Of course, you are the professional in this field. As a doctor, you should know better than me that the patient himself is willing to sometimes affect the organ implantation rejection, right?"

The other party remained silent.

"Look, I get along really well with ghost babies. I don't think you can find another person like me again. Wouldn't it be a pity if I failed to hatch as a mother?"

While speaking, Wen Jianyan cast a glance at the two seam monsters not far away:

"I've been tied up tightly in the scriptures. With those two plague gods around, the ghost baby didn't dare to come to help me. What are you worried about?"

He looked at Dean Fukang in front of him again and said sincerely:

"I promise, if you answer my question, I will definitely not reject the hatching of the Holy Infant."

Wen Jianyan paused:

"Of course, as a human, the basic rejection is definitely uncontrollable, but I must not scream in horror like you found other mothers before."

Under the strong light, the young man was covered in ghostly aura with a little amber in his pupils, and his expression was sincere, as if he was really thinking about the other party.

"In this case, even if this incubation still fails, at least it proves that my guess just now is not necessarily correct, and it also eliminates a wrong option for you, which is also good for your next experiment, right?"

After a brief silence, the dean said slowly:

"...What's the purpose of helping me without asking for payment?"

"Even if a person dies, he will always be a ghost, right?"

Wen Jianyan smiled shyly in return: "Of course, there's one more thing I'm sure you've seen too."

The young man said sadly:

"...Actually, I did this to delay time."

"Humans always have an uncontrollable desire to survive. Even at this point, I can't help but hope that my teammates will rescue me, but I am defenseless and have no means of confronting you, so I have to hope that through This conversation is time-consuming to see if you don't escape mortal fate."

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"Grass, why do I feel like I'm really persuaded!!!"

"I've never believed in persuading bosses by mouth cannons, but this time, if I don't say it... just... it's really... the world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders."

"This Captain Black really has something... First, he asked questions based on the conditions he knew, to shake the opponent's belief in his actions, then retreated for progress, actively cooperated, reduced his threat to the opponent, and showed his use value, and then at the most The head is frank, on the one hand, he gains the trust of the other party by exposing his own careful thinking, and on the other hand, he uses the arrogance of being a dungeon boss... Well, after this combination of moves, it is basically stable."

"Don't blow it ahead, so what if it's stable? If it's stable, it will only delay it for a while. He doesn't really think his teammates have found this place, right? Even if they find it, it's useless.

"Yeah, the anchor is just dying, and it takes a while to dig from the boss's fingers."

"Wait! No! I remembered it, do you remember it! The system said before that the props snatch battle, if the red team fails to snatch within an hour, the black team will be determined to win!"

"That's right! After all, this boss is just an NPC in the dungeon. He doesn't know this rule, that is to say, as long as the anchor survives... There are more than ten minutes left, and he will be judged to win! Extracted from the copy, he bet it should be this!"

"Grass, the anchor is in the atmosphere! [100 reward points]"

"Black nb! Black will win! [Reward Points 100]"

"So, let's see if he doesn't cheat the boss for 20 minutes, ahhhh, I'm looking forward to it!"

After thinking for a few seconds, the director of Fukang Hospital raised his eyes, stared at the other party with those asymmetrical cold eyes, and slowly repeated his words on the fourth floor:

"...I really underestimate you."

Wen Jianyan breathed involuntarily and suffocated for half a minute. Although her face was still the same, her stomach was clenched into a ball, her heart was beating so fast in her chest that it almost hung in her throat.

His delay was indeed to wait for the end of the battle, and Black would automatically win.

But in addition, he did this for another reason

That is, the Apple Miao upgrade is almost over, so he needs more time to wait, otherwise he will just use the lie that has not been upgraded.

lv1 Lie really depends too much on probability and luck, but it is also the only card left in his hand.

"so……"

The dean changed his words and narrowed his eyes slightly: "This time maybe it will be a success."

He put the canister in his hand back on the surgical tray and said, "Just ask."

Wen Jianyan didn't move and was relieved.

He pondered for two seconds and said:

"One thing I'm curious about, since you need enough to incubate the holy baby, what does the ghost baby do?"

"One hundred human babies' grievances breed a ghost baby, and a hundred ghost babies' grievances breed a holy baby." The dean said slowly.

Hearing what the other party said, even after psychological preparation, Wen Jianyan couldn't help but feel frightened.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down:

"But, if that's the case, isn't there too many missing babies in this hospital?"

"You don't have to worry about this." The dean smiled: "Of course we have our own petri dishes."

"As long as the "operation" is done properly, a pregnant "woman" will give birth to 200 to 300 babies."

grain.

This word is really shocking.

"After the baby was born, they took the baby that belonged to them, but they forgot what happened here, and the rest became the hatching nourishment for the ghost baby." The dean explained patiently.

Wen Jianyan recalled seeing the blood-thirsty pregnant "woman" on the third floor in the "women's" delivery room.

And mosquitoes... about 200 to 300 eggs are produced at a time.

He racked his brains to find more questions and procrastinated for time, and suddenly, the wrists above his head were bound to the top of his head without warning, and there was a touch of coldness - as if cold fingers brushed against the palm of his hand, quietly stuffing something into it.

This is?

Wen Jianyan shivered and tightened her fingers sexually, hiding it between her fingers.

...a hairpin.

He was slightly startled, as if he had realized something, and turned to look at the mummified corpse lying on the delivery bed in the distance.

It still lay motionless in the distance, and a white shadow seemed to faintly dangle over the shriveled corpse.

Wen Jianyan's mind flashed in the morgue on the first floor of the basement, the white shadow flashed before the elevator door closed, and in the "Obstetrics and Gynecology" department on the third floor. Second Floor" Lin Qing.

Although there is no evidence, Wen Jianyan has the answer locally.

is her.

It's Lin Qing.

She... bravely made changes while alive, but at the cost of her life, but, even in death, she still tried to save everyone.

Whether it's her own brother, or a lie full of lies, pretending to be her ex-boyfriend cheating.

"All right."

It seems that because of waiting too long, the dean said impatiently: "You have asked enough questions."

His face twitched slightly under the light, and he looked a bit hideous:

"I've done my best to answer so many questions from you, and I don't have time to procrastinate. What do you think?"

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"Hang, this boss is still a little brainy, and he wasn't completely deceived by deception."

"Yes, yes, I have answered all the questions that should be answered anyway, or else Ye Changmeng is too many, who knows what happened."

"Oh, what a pity, the anchor is really finished now."

"Yes, it's only been five or six minutes, and there are still seven or eight minutes until the end of the battle, but he probably won't be able to last that long."

While speaking, the dean stretched out his hand and slowly picked up the jar on the side.

Wen Jianyan's muscles instantly tightened, her heart was beating wildly in her chest, and her whole body was extremely nervous.

He moved his fingers with difficulty and care, sending the thin hairpin in his hand into the keyhole on the edge of the shackles in a small, undetectable motion.

The thin metal collision sounded in the ear, amplified by the excessively tense nerves.

quick.

faster.

At this moment, a familiar system sound rang in Wen Jianyan's ears:

【Ding! The apple seedling is upgraded to lv 2]

【Do you want to know how to use lies? 】

"...!"

Just waiting for you!

Wen Jianyan was instantly overjoyed, and answered decisively in her mind:

Yes!

[You can tell a lie to the subject in front of you, it will become a fact unconditionally, the duration will last for one minute, you have three chances]

Wen Jianyan frowned.

This...isn't this the original rule? Where is the upgrade?

As if hearing Wen Jianyan's heart, the mechanical voice continued:

[The upgrade of a lie, before telling a lie, you can know the true probability of the lie in advance. 】

The Dean leaned down and carefully poured the "liquid" and the baby into a brass basin in front of the production table.

He turned the faucet, and the humming sound of the water pipe sounded from all directions, and more yellow and turbid liquid flowed out, tightly surrounding the body of the withered baby like amniotic fluid.

【Mature of Lies】

【Are you edible? 】

Yes.

Wen Jianyan thought calmly in her mind.

The first lie.

【Success rate of lies: 40/100】

Although the success rate is not too high, it is still acceptable.

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes and pondered for a while, and said, "I can't be used as a mother."

Gululu.

In mid-air, the exquisite ten-sided dice began to turn.

【78/40】

【fail】

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Sorry to bother you.

The dean sneered: "It's such a time, you are still talking so pale and boring?"

"Maybe I think too highly of you."

He held the shriveled baby's body with his wet palms, walked slowly to the bottom of the delivery bed, and stood between Wen Jianyan's legs.

"Thorn-"

Wen Jianyan's belly clothes are like fragile paper, torn easily.

"Click."

A small metallic sound resounded overhead.

!

Wen Jianyan was refreshed, and quickly grabbed the shackles that were about to fall off their wrists with a backhand, keeping them visually bound.

Second lie.

【Success rate of lies: 80/100】

very good.

Wen Jianyan's keen eyes swept aside.

Surgical tray.

Use it to hit the opponent later, you should delay the time and create a prop machine for him.

Just a moment is enough.

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth, her slender fingers tightened, and her wrists were shackled tightly, her voice was very low, almost only a breathy voice remained: "...the lights are off.

Gululu.

In mid-air, the exquisite ten-sided dice began to turn again.

【81/80】

【fail】

Wen Jianyan: "………………"

my day.

Are you sick! ! ! ! ! !

The success rate is 80%, and the guitar roll81? ? ? ? ? ?

I know my luck is low, but it's not that low! ! ! ! ! !

The young man's sturdy and slender waistline was slightly tight with anger, his soft lower abdomen sank, and his breathing quickly rose and fell.

The dean slowly put the baby in his hand on Wen Jianyan's belly, Bing him shivered all over, and goosebumps rushed over.

In the next second, a blue-black "color" ghost baby floated on the dean's body, densely packed, a total of one hundred and ten.

The room temperature dropped rapidly, and the ghostly aura filled him, surrounding him in the middle.

woohoo.

woo woo woo woo.

Babies cry from all directions.

Pairs of black eyes without white eyes stared at the young man trapped on the operating bed, and the scene made the scalp numb.

The dean's quilted face slowly raised a smile.

Crazy, greedy, crazy, infiltrative.

Wen Jianyan's sweat stood on end.

He gritted his teeth and remembered his last lie.

Could it be that……

Is this lie that the more outrageous a lie is, the easier it is to come true?

The third lie.

[Success rate of lies: 1/100]

Wen Jianyan suffocated, her lower abdomen was slightly tense, her heart sank a little bit, like a piece of pig iron falling heavily on her abdomen, and it started to hurt when she pulled her internal organs.

The lie of the last instance that came true still has at least a 5% success rate, but this one is only 1%.

This... According to his luck, it is almost impossible to come true.

However, with weak and unrealistic expectations, Wen Jianyan slowly told the third lie:

"I am the mother of the world."

Gululu.

In mid-air, the exquisite ten-sided dice began to turn again.

【25/1】

"..."

Of course.

expected.

Can't say disappointed, can't say not disappointed.

Wen Jianyan was only slightly relieved, and accepted the ending almost calmly.

Well, that seems to be it.

The dean stared at him, smiled slowly, his face twitched slightly: "Yes, as long as the baby is born, you are."

There were words in his mouth, as if he was reciting some ancient language in a very low voice.

It was as if some invisible force was churning wildly in the air, the wind was blowing violently in the closed basement, the specimen racks were squeaking unbearably, and the overhead lights flickered fiercely, making a shrill electric sound.

Dark silt.

Human beings are so small under such unknown and unknown fears.

Wen Jian retreated subconsciously, but his back was firmly against the birthing bed.

Sudden

A thin voice sounded:

"...Mom, goodbye."

Wen Jianyan was slightly startled, and looked in the direction of the sound,

I saw a ghost baby staring at Wen Jianyan, eagerly and fearfully reaching out to him with a small blue-violet hand, as if he wanted to say something.

However, in the next second, its entire body was pulled by some unknown force and absorbed into the shriveled baby.

At that moment, Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank slightly, her fingertips trembled, as if she wanted to reach out and catch something.

[Success rate of lies: 2/100]

...wait, what?

What do you think?

Wen Jianyan was stunned, and looked up subconsciously—

For some reason, the ten-sided dice was still hanging in the air and did not dissipate. Only then did he realize that although he rolled the points just now, there was no indication of failure.

I don't know since when, have just been surrounded by ghost babies who have been trapped in the dean's back.

"Mom, I love you forever."

The second full-body blue-black ghost baby put its head on his lap and rubbed it in a childlike reliance attitude, with a pair of pure black eyes full of admiration and reluctance: "We will be together forever."

In the next second, it slowly faded and disappeared.

I don't know if it's an illusion, the shriveled baby seems to have become plump

【Success rate of lies: 3/100】

"No one has ever wanted to sing me lullabies, give me candy, and tell me stories except my mother."

This is the original ghost baby.

"My mother is gentle and beautiful, and said that she will always be with me"

It tugged Wen Jianyan's trousers tightly with its little blue and purple hands, as if it was holding the whole world, and proudly showed off, "My mother is the best mother in the world."

[Success rate of lies: 4/100]

"Mom ran back and rescued me. Not only did she not let me be eaten, but she gave me a whimper." The ghost baby was still sobbing with only half of its body left, but it was still clinging to Wen Jianyan's side:

"I love my mother. My favorite thing in the world is my mother."

[Success rate of lies: 5/100]

...

One, two, three, four...

Twenty.

Thirty.

One ghost baby was absorbed into the little holy baby. The body of the holy baby grew up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the body became heavier and heavier, pressing coldly on Wen Jianyan's lower abdomen, as if to straighten. The ground fell into the depths of his belly and merged with him.

【Success rate of lies: 50/100】

【Success rate of lies: 80/100】

【Success rate of lies: 100/100】

...

【Success rate of lies: 111/100】

In mid-air, the ten-sided dice still stayed in the distance, maintaining the original appearance, but the numbers below became:

【25/111】

【success】

[Anchor Wen Jianyan became a recognized mother of the Holy Infant]

[Mother of the World Loading Instance]

[Time limit: one minute]

I don't know since when, the Holy Infant became the size of a human baby, with soft and white skin, lying peacefully and calmly on the young man's red/'naked' abdomen, as if snuggling in his mother's arms.

"Wait...how can this kind of thing happen?"

The Dean's eyes widened in disbelief.

This... This is different from every previous experiment he had concluded! The Holy Infant did not sneak into the mother's abdomen and use the mother's body to nourish itself, but...

It was born directly from the outside and succeeded! !

This this

"Success...success!!!!"

Insane ecstasy flashed through his eyes, and there was a gurgling sound in his throat, as if the whole person was going crazy: "Haha, haha, hahahahaha-"

However, in the next second, all the ecstasy and madness solidified in his eyes.

"Pfft."

The blade did not sink in. A slight sound rang out.

The young man didn't know when he loosened the restraint on his wrist, and the light's "naked" upper body suddenly sat up, like a beast tightening its body in the dark, grabbing the fleeting machine and attacking its prey.

Wen Jianyan held the baby lying on her belly with one hand, and picked up the scalpel from the surgical tray next to her with the other hand.

Then the backhand stabs in accurately!

He held the handle of the knife tightly with his fingers, and the tip of the knife cut along the suture between the dean's throat and skull, creating a huge wound exactly like Lin Qing's.

"Ha ha……"

Strange winds poured in from the wound, and the dean moved his cloudy eyes with difficulty, staring at the human in front of him.

He actually... felt pain.

This, this can't be.

It can't be! ! ! ! !

Humans are...don't hurt him! ! ! ! !

The strong light of the operating table shone down from the top of the head and spread it on the fair-skinned young man's "naked" "exposed" shoulders and back, coating his slender limbs with a light golden "color", and the whole person seemed to be caged in. In a layer of holy light.

Under the long eyelashes, his eyeballs have returned to the original amber color, very soft, very beautiful, and very focused, and the depths of the honey-like color "color" hides a deadly dangerous poison.

Wen Jian raised her eyes, her pale eyes were full of broken gold, and she looked over from the bottom up. He smiled, exerted force with his fingertips, and pulled sharply——

The head and neck of the dean were tightly sewn with a black thread, and they were broken, and a huge wound that had been cut 'exposed'.

The young man's voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of an incredible smile:

"This is for my ex-friend Lin Qing."

Wen Jianyan drew the scalpel lightly, the silver glittering blade shook off the blood drop, and under the unbelievable gaze of the other party, he stabbed the blade into the dean's abdomen for the second time with his backhand.

The cyan meridian protrudes from the back of the hand, and there is a cruel brilliance of the beast in the bottom of his eyes.

He controlled the blade to slash the opponent's lower abdomen, stirring it vigorously, watching the greasy internal organs gushing out from the damage, and the ground was stained red with thin blood.

Scarlet blood splattered all over, falling on the young man's fair face, dripping down his cheeks, dripping onto his smooth shoulders and chest, flawlessly pale and embellished with scarlet blood.

It is like a holy god who has been stained with blood and fallen into hell.

Wen Jianyan's expression was calm and calm, the corners of his bloody lips raised slightly, and there was a bit of evil "sex" under the gentle and kind appearance.

He narrowed his eyes, smiled and whispered:

"This is for my one hundred and ten children."