How to capture the evil villain? I choose to be his mother!

Chapter 235 The Real Dragon Mother of the Dark Villain in the End of the World 42
The small banyan tree deliberately stretched out its branches and leaves, came around to the front, and confirmed that Zhu Wen looked normal before swaying up and down as if nodding.

"Yes! You have dragon energy and dragon scales on your body. If you're not a dragon, then what are you?"

Zhu Wen subconsciously wanted to argue that she was a human being.

But when the words came to his lips, he was forced to swallow them back.

Because she found that she seemed not to be a human, but a dragon.

Oh, that’s not right. The word “dragon” should probably be described as “one”?

Zhu Wen sighed softly.

I didn't expect that she just lost her memory and she was no longer a human being when she woke up.

Zhu Wen always felt that this situation was intentional, as if it shouldn't happen to her.

But now is not a good time to think about these issues.

Zhu Wen raised his hand and patted the branches of the small banyan tree, signaling it to retract, and then decisively set out to look for other people.

She was in an empty hall, with no lights, no windows, only the cold floor and a pitch-black environment.

She had no choice but to follow the direction indicated by the little banyan tree and asked the little banyan tree:
"Did you feel the presence of that thing in the dark just now?"

The little banyan tree shook its head honestly:

"No."

Zhu Wen pondered for a moment.

The little banyan tree is at level seven. If even it can't sense it...

So the strength of that thing in the dark has exceeded level seven?
"This is completely different from the original..."

Zhu Wen muttered softly.

The little banyan tree was so close to her that she couldn't hear it clearly.

But it kept asking gossipy questions:

"what? What?"

"Shut up."

"……oh."

Zhu Wen finally reached the end of the hall and saw a tightly closed metal door.

She measured the thickness of the door with her eyes and felt that the task of breaking it down would not be easy.

But before she did anything, she tried to push it.

…the door opened.

Zhu Wen's hand stopped in mid-air.

She quickly moved to the side, holding the saber tightly in one hand, to guard against anything that might jump out from behind the door.

However, she waited patiently for almost ten minutes, but there was no movement inside.

Zhu Wen could only carefully open the heavy metal door a crack.

A thin ray of light streamed out.

The air that gushed out immediately afterwards had a strong pungent smell, a bit like formaldehyde.

Although Zhu Wen lost his memory, he did not lose his common sense.

She knew that formalin had a preservative function and was widely used in various medical fields.

So before entering the metal door, she was fully prepared mentally.

despite this.

When she walked in, she was still uncontrollably shocked.

At this moment, she was standing on the tall escape stairs.

The space before him was nearly twenty meters in height, about six stories high, and extended all the way forward into darkness, with no definite end in sight.

This space, so huge that it almost makes people suffer from gigantic fear, is actually filled with cylindrical glass containers for biological specimens!
She walked down the stairs, stepping on the cold ground that gave off a chilly air, and walked among the biological specimens that were as dense as a forest. She looked around and was almost overwhelmed.

She saw some commonly seen things in it, such as animals, common ones like cats, dogs, rabbits, etc., and rare ones like golden monkeys, tigers and even giant pandas.

Further in, there were some dead humans, from old to young, from intact to incomplete, all soaked in formalin, their faces peaceful and tranquil as if they had just fallen asleep temporarily.

If you continue walking in, you will see strange things, such as a horse with wings, a dog with leopard prints, a fish with scales on its belly, an eagle with horns on its head...

This suddenly reminded Zhu Wen of the mutated animal three-faced golden eagle that appeared in the plot.

If you think about it carefully, it seems to be similar to the strange creatures in these jars.

Zhu Wen didn't know how long he had been walking.

She just felt like she had seen all kinds of strange creatures, and she was almost numb from seeing them...

Finally! She reached a small door at the end!
Zhu Wen stepped forward decisively and pushed it open carefully.

This time again there were no accidents and the air was eerily quiet.

On the other side of the door was a room of medium size.

A metal fence separated Zhu Wen from the man inside.

That’s right, this time the person sitting in the room was a man in white.

He was tall and slender, with a delicate and cold profile, like a man carved out of ice and snow. The aura of alienation lingering around him made people afraid to get close to him.

At this moment, he was sitting in a tattered chair, reading a book in his hand, but his temperament turned the chair into expensive huanghuali furniture, and even the surrounding environment became an elegant study.

The other person turned his back to Zhu Wen, his eyes drooping coldly:

"…What? Are you finally willing to tell me the answer this time?"

"Ok?"

Zhu Wen made a slight sound of doubt.

The man felt something was wrong, and his eyes pierced like lightning -

"You...who?"

The first word is cold and murderous.

The second word is spring flowers blooming.

The man's eyelashes trembled, his eyes widened slightly, and he stared at him almost intently.

Zhu Wen coughed lightly and took a few steps forward:
"who are you?"

Could it be that the owner of this building captured him?

Zhu Wen thought secretly.

The man looked at her inch by inch, as if searching for a sense of familiarity in her soul.

He murmured:

"I seem to have seen you somewhere..."

Suddenly, he woke up with a start.

The gentle, inquiring look immediately became defensive and alert.

There was even a sarcastic smile on his lips.
"It seems that your method this time is good. You can actually get into the depths of my mind and see the dreams that I almost forgot!"

Zhu Wen tilted his head:

"What are you talking about?"

The little banyan tree quietly stretched out its branches and leaned close to her ear:

"Does he know you?"

Zhu Wen thought about it and asked directly:
"I'm Zhu Wen, do you know me?"

When the man saw the small banyan tree in her hair, his eyes became a little strange.

He narrowed his eyes.
"…You are not it?"

"What it?"

Zhu Wen's intuition told her that her man posed no threat.

She has always trusted her intuition and has never made a mistake so far.

So Zhu Wen walked forward boldly and took out a dagger to try to pry open the prison lock.

The man watched her series of actions and was silent:

"Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?"

"you?"

Zhu Wen raised his eyebrows and smiled disapprovingly.

But the eyebrows quickly frowned again.

She was getting tired of picking the lock.

"This lock is difficult to open. It is..."

boom!
Zhu Wen cut with a knife and the lock plate cracked directly!
After a few beeps of the alarm, the metal cell door automatically popped open.

"What did you say?"

I wish you will remember it after hearing it.

The man looked at the door in surprise, then at her.