The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 966 Two Golden Crows (Thirteen)
Because Liu Sheng's tone was so pitying, it seemed to subtly sting Zhuo Caiyun's sensitive nerves, causing her to raise her voice involuntarily, as if defending herself:
"I volunteered!"

"You can't even tell whether you're doing this willingly or forced," Liu Sheng said, shaking her head and sighing. "It's pathetic. In the end, you're nothing more than Professor Shen's tool, doing the work for his grand scheme, no different from the other low-level researchers you look down on..."

"I already said, I did it voluntarily!" Zhuo Caiyun's voice grew increasingly urgent, even tinged with anger. "If I were truly just a tool, I wouldn't be able to move so freely between reality and dreams!"

"Oh, so you're very free."

"Of course, I'm different from you."

"You seem quite smug. Well, you should also know very well what criteria were used to select these people who were pulled into this space. It couldn't have been based on subjective dislike, could it?"

"Of course it's not such a shallow reason as you said. Professor Shen has never been one to show favoritism. The grand vision he has in mind is beyond your imagination!" Zhuo Caiyun seemed to seize the opportunity and sneered as she argued, "Although some were unlucky enough to stumble in by chance, most were selected based on their abilities, contributions to the project, and future prospects."

"You mean—the person who comes in, does he have these things, or does he not?"

"Of course not..."

Zhuo Caiyun paused in her speech.

The poster in Liu Sheng's hand was also trembling uncontrollably.

"It seems you understand."

Liu Sheng's words plunged Zhuo Caiyun into a long silence.

After a long time, there was still no sound.

"Dr. Zhuo, are you still there?"

No reply.

It seems that Zhuo Caiyun was really provoked and left.

So Liu Sheng raised his eyes slightly, and golden rays of light appeared on the wall, forming another layered space.

Now Zhuo Caiyun shouldn't be able to see inside.

Liu Sheng then shook the poster in his hand, revealing sixteen men. However, one of them, a middle-aged man with an awkward smile and dressed conservatively, seemed quite out of place.

What's even more incongruous is that the man actually started moving, using his hands to pull himself off the poster and land on the ground. He quickly expanded and grew taller from a two-dimensional paper figure, transforming into a three-dimensional, cramped middle-aged man.

Old Mu's face was still a little red.

He rubbed his hands together, muttering, "It was so crowded just now... and they weren't wearing any clothes..."

Liu Sheng coughed lightly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to have troubled you."

"I'm not wronged, I'm not wronged!"

Old Mu waved his hand repeatedly.

His expression, however, was somewhat somber.

Anyway... I've got my answer.

"Old Zhuo, you really don't intend to join us in resisting Shen Zhiyu..."

"even……"

Old Mu glanced at the closed doors and windows and swallowed hard.

"They even locked you up."

"What do we do now? How do we get out?"

Liu Sheng said, "You can leave now."

"what?"

"I need your help."

Immediately, Liu Sheng had a thought, and the CCTV screen on the computer flashed and switched to screen saver mode.

It was a first-person perspective of traversing an endless corridor. The corridor was formed with low-pixel textures, with red brick walls, lime walls, tile walls, and floral walls changing in turn, but no matter how you went through it, it seemed like you would never reach the end.

"You can just climb out from here."

Liu Sheng pointed at the screen, looking completely matter-of-fact.

Old Mu's eyes widened, and he tried to reach his hand into the screen, and surprisingly, it went in without any obstruction.

In this place, we've seen many strange and unusual things. It really comes down to who has the bigger imagination; those who can create dreams are truly different.

Old Mu looked on with admiration.

Then, Liu Sheng took out a small silver USB drive, which was printed with the LBKids fan club's first anniversary.

"Share this after you leave."

"How do we share it?" Old Mu asked, looking puzzled.

"Just insert it behind the head whenever you see someone." Liu Sheng casually inserted it behind his head. "Don't worry, it won't damage your brain nerves."

Old Mu was immediately jolted, feeling a flood of information rush into his mind.

He paused for a few seconds, then a look of realization dawned on his eyes.

There was also an undisguised excitement and gratitude.

"I understand."

Old Mu carefully put the USB drive into his pocket.

He then rubbed his hands sheepishly, "Sorry, I might need to step on your table..."

"Please."

So Old Mu stepped onto the table covered with stickers of that kid, carefully stretched his sparsely haired head, and squeezed into the 23-inch screen.

He had only crawled halfway in when he suddenly pulled his head out, turned back, and looked earnestly at Liu Sheng:

"I believe in you. You can definitely get us out of here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible golden thread slowly extended from his body and quietly connected with Liu Sheng.

A gentle yet firm force flows between the two.

It is both giving and sharing.

There's also waking up.

The Golden Crow (seed body) within Liu Sheng's body trembled slightly, though not noticeably, it had clearly grown a little.

[Faith Bond (Original Faith Value): 2]

All of it was put into the "seed body".

【it is good. 】

"Thank you for your trust," Liu Sheng said. "The plan has been transmitted to you. While I'm keeping Zhuo Caiyun's attention to myself, you do your best."

"rest assured!"

Without further hesitation, Lao Mu decisively and cleanly inserted his entire body into the screen.

Fortunately, he was small in stature and did not encounter too many obstacles.

Liu Sheng watched his pixelated figure gradually disappear into the endless tunnel until it vanished.

But relying on the golden thread, I could still roughly know his location, which made me feel a little more at ease.

She snapped her fingers, and the gold threads that filled the room receded one by one like a tide, and the computer screen switched back to the initial closed-circuit surveillance.

The whole room gradually dimmed.

Liu Sheng sat on the edge of the bed, hugging her knees and curling up, motionless, like a tiny speck of darkness.

As the screen went out, the outline eventually disappeared, completely merging into the darkness.

It seems to have completely disappeared.

……

Meanwhile, He Tao had already arrived in Shanhai City.

Panting, he looked around in the crowd and finally spotted Yang Lingfeng waiting for him.

"Officer Yang!" She rushed forward, her face filled with anxiety. "How are my parents?"

Yang Lingfeng made a "shh" gesture at her: "Don't call me a police officer, I'm a tourist now."

He Tao nodded hurriedly.

"I'll take you to see them."

Knowing He Tao's deep concern, Yang Lingfeng immediately hailed a small electric scooter on the street and patted the back seat.

"Get in the car first, we'll talk on the way."

He Tao quickly got on. The electric scooter started and sped through the traffic.

Shanhai City is not large, and the road conditions are complicated. In such a place, riding an electric scooter is actually faster than driving a car.

Yang Lingfeng said while controlling the steering wheel:
"That Zheng Qiran family is really insane. Just because of some baseless rumors online, they actually knocked your parents unconscious and locked them up with their daughter's corpse..."

"How are my parents?" He Tao asked anxiously.

"Fortunately, it's just a minor external injury. I was a little shaken, but I didn't even have a concussion. I just have a bit of low blood sugar."

He Tao was finally able to calm down.

We arrived at the hospital shortly afterward.

Yang Lingfeng led He Tao to the inpatient department.

When He Tao opened the door, she saw her father slowly peeling an orange and her mother grimacing from the sourness of the orange.

"Dad! Mom!"

Tears instantly blurred my vision.

The afternoon sun shone through the curtains into the ward, falling on them like a layer of warm, thick butter, melting and shining with a cloying sheen.

He Tao threw herself into her mother's arms, her voice choked with sobs: "I thought... I would never see you again..."

"It's alright, we're all fine, aren't we?" The mother stroked He Tao's hair, her voice filled with laughter.

"Yeah, aren't we doing just fine?"

The father, standing beside him, smiled and echoed his sentiments.

He Tao, buried in her mother's arms, didn't see the smiles on her parents' faces, the same curve, as if measured with a protractor.

But the little eyes hidden in He Tao's hair saw it.

A tiny tentacle reached out and gently tickled He Tao's heart.

It made her heart tighten.

At this moment, the father, maintaining a stiff posture, looked up at the door and said, "Tao Tao, hurry up and thank Officer Yang!"

"Yes, thank them quickly!" The mother's tone was exactly the same.

"No need to thank me, it's what I should do," Yang Lingfeng said with a smile. "Alright, I won't disturb your reunion any longer."

He Tao wanted to look up and say goodbye.

As a result, her scalp tightened, and the pain made her speechless for a moment.

"Ouch, baby, I'm sorry, I pulled your hair." The mother seemed very embarrassed and gently coaxed her.

He Tao was stunned.

I hadn't heard my mother's gentle tone in a long time, and for a moment I was in a daze.

At this time, Yang Lingfeng had already left the ward.

They even considerately and gently closed the door.

The ward was poorly ventilated; after only a short while, a strange, putrid odor filled the air.

He Tao subconsciously took a breath. The smell was actually seeping from under her mother's clothes, but it was originally masked by the strong orange scent. Now that she was in the room, it was finally more noticeable.

And it's getting stronger and stronger.

She was slightly startled.

"Mom...how could you..."

"Is my wound smelling bad and bothering you?"

No...no.

"That's good. You're Mommy's precious baby, how could you dislike Mommy?"

The first sentence was very gentle, but the next sentence made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

"Only your mother... can dislike you, He Tao."

wrong!

My mother would never refer to herself like that.

A chill ran down my spine.

He Tao then realized that her mother's embrace was so cold, and the way she stroked her hair became increasingly stiff.

She instinctively tried to get up, but the hand that was stroking her hair suddenly tightened, pressing her head against his chest, and the arms holding her were like iron hoops, binding her so tightly that she couldn't breathe.

Before she could break free, another cold body pressed down on her from the side, trapping her between them.

"You're finally here, that's great."

The voice of "father" slowly drifted over.

However, there was also a clear, youthful voice mixed in, which, upon closer listening, sounded like a young girl deliberately lowering her voice to act it out.

He Tao was shocked: "You are... Zheng Qiran!"

The two bodies seemed to have heard something extremely funny, and they both chuckled softly.

The voices of "mother," "father," and the young woman's voice, rising and falling, overlapped like a trio, before slowly saying:

"I heard you've become smarter, but I didn't believe it. Looks like I was right! You actually foolishly threw yourself into my arms."

"Thank you, I... gladly accept it."

The next moment, the body embracing He Tao began to become soft and slippery, like a fleshy swamp that devoured everything. The four hands embracing her combined into a strangling force, using all their strength to "knead" her whole body into it.

Skin fused with skin, bone overlapped with bone, as if she were being swallowed alive into a rotting shell.

The increasingly strong stench filled my nasal cavity, and the pulsating organs under my skin, like suction cups, emitted nauseating wriggling and sucking sounds.

He Tao's body was half-buried in flesh and blood, and even her voice was suppressed and intermittent.

When you think someone is stupid... it means you won't pay attention to... other things.

This sentence, wrapped in flesh and blood, could only be heard in a muffled and intermittent manner; for Zheng Qiran, it was merely a dying struggle.

"Hehe, you'd better save your energy."

"Don't force me to hurt you. I won't kill you completely anyway; I just need your body—"

However, at that moment, a tearing pain suddenly came from the deepest part of my body, even piercing my soul!
It's He Tao!
Instead of retreating, they advanced.

He reached deep into her body, tightly embracing her internal organs, holding her two rotting lung lobes, and pressing his body against hers.

With more physical contact, countless tiny tentacles sprouted from He Tao's body, growing wildly like vines, sticking to, embedding, and adhering, penetrating deep into flesh and blood, tearing and devouring this putrid body.

Zheng Qiran gasped in pain.

He screamed and twisted wildly, trying to push her away.

But it was too late.

The more Zheng Qiran struggled, the less He Tao let go, using her deep-seated hatred to crush her and transform it into her own power.

"Let go! You madman, let go!"

"I won't let go!"

He Tao held her tightly, his whispers sounding as if he had just crawled out of an abyss:

"I'll show you... what hatred truly is!"

In the end, it was Zheng Qiran who couldn't hold on any longer.

Screaming, she resolutely abandoned this body.

boom!
As Zheng Qiran's power escaped, the two illusory bodies collapsed in an instant, turning into a cloud of blood mist that stained the ward crimson.

He Tao knelt by the bed, covered in blood, her arms empty.

Crimson blood flowed down the wall, vaguely outlining the shape of a door, a shockingly red sight.

Without a second thought, He Tao decisively rushed through the door.

She must catch up with "Zheng Qiran".

She wants to save her parents.

He also wants to personally carry out his revenge.

(End of this chapter)