Ring of Fate

Chapter 968: Experiment Again
Lumian hid behind a mirror-like object on the wall of the corridor, staring at Li Keji's ward through the solid barrier.

He had maintained this posture for many hours, only occasionally adjusting it to relax.

He waited all night but Zarathustra or other gods did not come to eliminate Li Keji.

I don't know how long it took, but as the sunlight shone in from the other end of the corridor, the different rooms in the psychiatric department gradually became lively. Some people were singing loudly, some were banging on doors, and some were knocking on something, as if calling for breakfast.

At this moment, Lumian saw a large amount of milky white liquid pouring out from the gap between Li Keji's ward door and the solid ground.

Milk? Lumian's gaze froze slightly.

The next second, he found that the milky white liquid that looked like milk had shrank back into Li Keji's ward like the tide, and the floor became clean again, but with varying degrees of wet marks remaining.

Lumian watched in silence.

A few minutes later, with his eagle-like eyesight, he felt that there seemed to be something indescribable at the door of the ward.

He carefully pressed his face against the mirror, allowing a little bit of it to penetrate.

The scene before his eyes instantly got rid of the mirror feeling and became clearer.

He then saw little, more obvious streaks of white, and then noticed that there were thinner, less obvious white filaments around them.

As a whole, these things look like pieces of snowflakes that have merged into each other and become much lighter, or as if they are made up of countless white fluffs.

Compared to the witch's spider silk, they are all opaque and dyed, and can be seen if you observe carefully.

"Mycelium?" Lumian guessed.

He made this inference based on Li Keji's own special circumstances.

After a few seconds, the hyphae shrank back in unison, passed through the crack in the door, and disappeared into the corridor.

A picture suddenly appeared in Lumian's mind:
A strange-looking giant mushroom man, no, a giant mushroom, walked behind the door and carefully extended its mycelium out, wondering what it wanted to do.

Lumian was silent again.

He thought seriously about a question:
Is it a bad thing or a good thing to let Zarathustra and other Tianzun's men eliminate Li Keji...

As long as they were prevented from bringing Li Keji's body to the basement level of Mushu Hospital, and he was given a new life with the help of the power of the Mother Goddess, then the whole thing would not seem so unacceptable...

Well, Frank Lee's mushrooms seem to have superimposed Mr. Fool's idealistic cognition in the dream city, which is more terrifying and weird than reality. If they lose control, I don't know which side will benefit...

No, no, no, fire is also dangerous, but fire can also be used...

This guy is suitable to be locked up in a mental ward and released when needed, or borrowed from a few mushrooms with unique functions...

Can he really be locked up in a psychiatric ward? Should he be put in prison and controlled by the officials who represent the main consciousness of the dream?
But if that happens, it will be very troublesome for us to use him. Besides, he doesn't look like a person without mental problems. Franka has said that in the Dream City, such mental patients do not need to go to jail, but only need to receive long-term treatment in a mental hospital...

Lumian retracted his face, keeping a distance from the mirror.

At ten o'clock in the morning, he saw Huang Jiajia and Huang Beibei, accompanied by a lawyer, Officer Dunn and a doctor in a white coat, enter the ward.

Only then did he feel relieved. He shuttled to the rearview mirror of a car in the underground parking lot, jumped out, and then "teleported" directly back to the rental house in Xinhong Community.

At this time, Anthony was in self-isolation, Ludwig was taken away by Janna, and Lumian ate some bread and prepared to lie down on the bed to catch up on his sleep.

He had just laid down when he felt his cell phone vibrate.

The news comes from "True Hidden Sword":
"Zarathustra is here to visit the group again. He is now on the sixteenth floor and has not come down yet."

Zarathustra was not affected by the report? The report needs evidence, otherwise the police will have to investigate for a while and get enough evidence to arrest the foreign guest? Zarathustra is still very cautious, and the identity of the foreign guest is also very tricky... Lumian sat on the bed, thinking and pondering for a while, and replied to Franca:
"Don't disturb Zarathustra's visit, but remind Zhou Mingrui through Luo Shan."

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Intis Group, inside the administration department.

Franca sent a message to Roxanne:
"If that guy comes to visit the technical department later, remember to remind Zhou Mingrui to be careful.

"Don't worry about it now. What if the enemy chooses to visit other departments or other subsidiaries? Letting Zhou Mingrui pay attention in advance will make him fall into endless suspicion and be wary of everyone around him. In the long run, it will affect his mental state."

Roxanne responded with a "cat nod" emoji.

To their surprise, Mr. Huang did not bring Zarathustra down for a visit. The two stayed on the 16th floor until noon, when they left in a special elevator.

"The alarm has been lifted. The enemy has not contacted the target, so Rosanne did not give any warning." Franca took advantage of the lunch break to report the situation to Lumian.

Lumian quickly replied:
"Then I will carry out the step I took this afternoon to hint at Zhou Mingrui's extraordinary power, and I will be a little more radical. From now on, you, Janna, and Anthony, don't contact me. Delete the chat history, as well as my WeChat and QQ numbers, and add them back tomorrow afternoon."

“Will this be mixed up with the results of Anthony’s test of Peng Deng? If he gets kicked, we won’t be able to tell whether it’s Peng Deng’s fault or your involvement.” Franca raised questions about the details.

"No, he and I isolated ourselves from each other last night, and the results of our experiments will not affect each other." Lumian made preparations yesterday.

As soon as Franka's consciousness returned to the body of "Love", he began to prepare.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Lumian arrived at Intis Group early and enjoyed an early dinner.

Then, he and Lao Xia took over from their colleagues and patrolled the floors.

After completing this task, they replaced their colleagues who were in a hurry to go to the cafeteria and started watching the surveillance video.

Lumian seemed to be observing the situations on different floors, but in fact his attention was completely focused on the interior of Intis Group, on the area on the tenth floor.

Finally, he saw Zhou Mingrui leave his workstation, walk out of the technical department, and head to the public restroom in the middle of the corridor.

Lumian stood up quickly, holding his stomach and said to Lao Xia:
"The food I just ate was too spicy. I need to go to the bathroom."

Without waiting for Lao Xia's response, he left the monitoring room.

Old Xia looked at his back and said almost silently:

"You've only been at work for a week and you've already learned how to ask for shitty leave?"

In the corridor, Lumian avoided the two security guards coming out of the elevator, turned into the stairs, blended into the shadows, and quickly went down.

In less than thirty seconds, he reached the tenth floor.

Then, he pretended to confirm the problem he had discovered during his previous floor patrol, and walked into the corridor between the administrative department and the technical department and came to the outside of the bathroom.

He glanced around and walked quickly into the men's side.

At this time, Zhou Mingrui was cleaning his hands in front of the sink.

Lumian glanced inside the bathroom and confirmed that no one was in front of the urinal. One of the four stalls seemed to be locked.

Zhou Mingrui turned around and saw him.

Lumian pulled out a lighter and smiled.

His thumb kept pressing on the lighter without touching it, but a series of red flames came out of the lighter.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Mingrui, who was already doubtful, suddenly became tense.

Is this a supernatural power or some kind of magic?

Lumian took two steps back and placed his other hand on the edge of the door frame of the men's bathroom, quietly activating a black mark on his body.

"Bottle of fiction"!
He separated the sink area from the bathroom body and the outside space.

Lumian looked at Zhou Mingrui, who seemed ready to attack at any time, and smiled slightly:

"I had a drink called 'Hunter'."

There is indeed something wrong with you... Zhou Mingrui narrowed his eyes slightly, and his doubts and worries for many days finally became a reality.

Lumian turned his head and glanced in the direction of the urinal:
"I came to you to warn you to be careful of the foreign guest named Zarathustra."

Zarathustra... Zhou Mingrui was deeply impressed by this very long name.

As a technician, he was once sent by General Manager Huang to pick up Zarathustra and serve as an interpreter and guide. However, the other party's flight either had mechanical failure or encountered strong winds, rain and thunder, so he was never able to pick him up.

Later, he took sick leave because he listened to a song and missed Zarathustra's first visit to the company.

Later, he saw the group company's promotion and learned what Zarathustra looked like from videos and photos.

After being reminded by Lumian, Zhou Mingrui suddenly remembered that the old man standing at the door of the Business English class before Luo Shan reminded him to be careful yesterday seemed to be Zarathustra.

"Roshan's reminder is also directed at Zarathustra?

“How did she know that Zarathustra was visiting the Dream Tutorial School?

"Yes, Li Ming was at...

"Are Li Ming and Luo Shan in the same group?

"Luo Fu joined the company only one day later than Li Ming..."

As thoughts flashed through Zhou Mingrui's mind, Lumian released the "Bottle of Fiction" without explanation and walked out of the men's bathroom.

Zhou Mingrui looked at his back and suddenly felt that the undercurrent around him was much more ferocious and exaggerated than he had expected.

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After patrolling the floors again, Lumian stood at the window of his office, watching the last bit of golden and red afterglow of the setting sun being swallowed up by the darkness.

Night has officially arrived.

At this time, Luo Shan, Luo Fu and Zhou Mingrui had all finished get off work, and the latter had just left for a few minutes.

Lumian looked at the brightly lit buildings, raised his chin slightly, and curled the corners of his mouth, waiting for possible "exile".

This time, if he was kicked out of the dream, Zarathustra would not be spared either.

One for one is worth it!
(End of this chapter)