sbdcsierra Chapter 243 The Abandoned Cannon Fodder Beauty in the Apocalypse (32)
Chapter 243 The Abandoned Cannon Fodder Beauty in the Apocalypse (32)
Chapter 243 The Abandoned Cannon Fodder Beauty in the Apocalypse 32 As his voice fell, his eyes began to change. First, a barely perceptible glint flashed across them, then the light grew stronger and stronger, as if a flame had ignited in his eyes.
His initial despair was replaced by a strong ambition, a resolute desire to make amends and turn the tide at all costs, which completely transformed his temperament.
When he stood up, pushed open the door and walked out, he seemed like a completely different person.
Shen Chumo's expression turned solemn. Could Lin Yu have a split personality?
The first thing Lin Yu did after leaving the room was to go to the laboratory, take out the bottle of blood sting reagent, and inject it into his body with a syringe.
As the needle slowly pierced his skin, the mysterious blood sting reagent was gradually pushed into his body. Lin Yu's face instantly turned red, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, sliding down his cheeks.
He gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, and his legs gave way, causing him to collapse to the ground.
Lin Yu struggled painfully on the ground, curled up in a ball, his face contorted with agony, until his strength seemed to be drained away little by little, and the trembling in his body gradually subsided.
After a while, Lin Yu slowly stood up. After feeling the difference in his body, he showed an excited yet twisted smile. The smile looked particularly strange on his face, which was still slightly pale from the pain. The upward curve of his lips was mixed with a hint of madness.
"I did it! Haha, this world will soon be my stage!"
Lin Yu walked to a mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, slightly raised his chin, and looked down at him with disdain.
"Tsk tsk, Lin Yu, you good-for-nothing, you should have given your body to me a long time ago. Don't worry, I will take good care of your brother."
He curled the corners of his mouth into a sinister smile.
Having witnessed everything, Tuanzi looked on with a puzzled expression. "Mo Mo, I don't understand. If he's not Lin Yu, then who is he?"
Shen Chumo lowered her long eyelashes, constantly sorting through the information she had learned before, and a guess formed in her mind.
Lin Yu must have been subjected to intense stimulation, coupled with the effects of the blood sting, which triggered a rather crazed and bloodthirsty "secondary personality".
Recalling the immense pressure and inner turmoil Lin Yu had endured during this period, first the drug he had been eagerly anticipating turned out to be the culprit behind the zombie crisis, and then he faced the urgent order to develop an antidote as soon as possible.
Under the heavy blows, his spirit was already on the verge of collapse. When the mysterious blood sting reagent entered his body, it was like a fuse that ignited the dark side hidden deep in his heart, giving birth to such an extreme and crazy personality, making him a stranger to everyone else.
The protagonist, Lin Yu, dreams of developing a drug that will benefit the world. He once spent his days and nights in the laboratory working towards this goal.
After accidentally obtaining the bottle of blood scorpion, Lin Yu's dream came true. However, because he had spent too much time with the blood scorpion, the original blood scorpion had unknowingly invaded his body, seeping into his flesh and soul little by little, subtly changing him.
Shen Chumo sighed, feeling sorry for Lin Yu from before.
This alternate personality, Lin Yu, is clearly an extremist. After leaving the laboratory, Lin Yu went to the room where the first infected person was being held.
The infected person's body is already showing signs of decay, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, this person will completely turn into a zombie tomorrow.
Lin Yu looked at the tragic and terrifying scene before him, but his face showed no pity or fear. He crossed his arms and tilted his head slightly, as if he were admiring a rare work of art.
Then he went to Lin Yuan's door. The door had a combination lock, which Lin Yu easily cracked and pushed the door open.
Lin Yuan wasn't asleep; he was sitting quietly by the bed. Hearing the noise at the door, he looked up and, upon seeing that it was Lin Yu who had come in, a look of surprise instantly appeared on his face.
His previously dim eyes suddenly lit up, as if stars were twinkling in them, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up, revealing a sweet smile. He was completely unaware of Lin Yu's strange behavior at this moment, and was completely immersed in the joy of his brother coming to see him.
"Brother, why are you here?"
Lin Yu looked at Lin Yuan, scrutinizing him from head to toe. His eyes, however, no longer held the usual tenderness and care; instead, they held a scrutinizing gaze.
Then Lin Yu waved to Lin Yuan.
"A-Yuan, come here."
Lin Yuan got up and walked to Lin Yu without any suspicion. Lin Yu looked at his younger brother who trusted him so much, and felt no guilt or hesitation. Only crazy thoughts kept surging in his heart.
He slowly reached out and gently stroked Lin Yuan's head. The gesture seemed gentle, but it made Lin Yuan feel a chill rise up his spine for no reason.
Suddenly, Lin Yu acted swiftly, a syringe appearing in his hand without his knowledge. Before Lin Yuan could react, he plunged the needle into Lin Yuan's arm, injecting the mysterious liquid he had prepared beforehand into his body.
Lin Yuan stared wide-eyed at his brother in horror, trying to call out, but found that the sound was stuck in his throat and he couldn't make a sound.
Lin Yuan was still conscious, but his body was unable to move. He watched helplessly as Lin Yu picked him up, turned around and left the room, went to the laboratory, and placed him on the operating table.
elder brother....
Lin Yuan wanted to shout, but found that his voice was stuck in his throat and he couldn't make a sound.
He didn't understand why his brother wanted to do this to him, but he felt very scared.
The last image in Lin Yuan's mind was of Lin Yu looking down at him coldly.
His eyes were devoid of any warmth; his icy gaze pierced straight into Lin Yuan's soul, as if he were scrutinizing an emotionless object.
A tear slid down Lin Yuan's cheek, silently dripping onto the bed sheet and leaving a small, dark stain.
Shen Chumo watched as Lin Yu injected a large amount of blood sting into Lin Yuan. The blood sting was not a zombie virus, so Lin Yuan would only gain power and would not turn into a zombie.
Even though Lin Yuan was unconscious, the pain of absorbing the blood stings still followed him everywhere.
His once calm face was now slightly contorted with pain, his brows furrowed tightly, and cold sweat poured from his forehead, sliding down his cheeks and mingling with the undried tear tracks.
His body would occasionally twitch uncontrollably, as if countless sharp blades were churning inside him.