Starting with a cub, the superpower boss becomes the richest man by lying flat

Chapter 210 Mo Ziyuan is also my enemy

The man in black grabbed the young man by the neck, dragged him over, and pressed him over the bathtub, stopping when his face was about a hand's width away from Mo Zichen's.

"Take a good look at yourself, is this the same as before?"

In just a few words, all the capillaries on Mo Zichen's face had burst, and his entire face was covered with red blood vessels, like broken lines. Combined with his twisted and ferocious face, he looked extremely terrifying.

The young man remained remarkably calm. "Master, I already mentioned yesterday that I wanted to change the prescription."

"You!" Only then did the man in black see the madness in his eyes. He raised his palm and struck the man in the chest, sending him flying and crashing into the wall behind him.

"Pfft!" The young man spat out a mouthful of blood, slowly slid down to sit on the ground, and his eyes turned extremely dark.

Mo Zichen's patience had reached its limit, and he began to struggle violently in the bathtub. The lid could no longer be closed, and he flipped it over to the side. The man in black didn't know what to do, so he could only hold his body down to prevent him from getting out of the bath. He turned his head and angrily said to the young man, "Come over here and take a look at him."

The young man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly grinned. Bright red blood stained his teeth and gums and continued to drip down his chin. He shook his head and said, "I can't look anymore, there's no need to look."

Only then did the man in black realize that this person was a doctor who was powerless and not his subordinate. The slap he had just delivered, filled with his rage, was enough to kill him.

The young man quickly succumbed to exhaustion, but he refused to breathe his last. His eyes, which had become dull and lifeless, were fixed on Mo Zichen in the bathtub, as if he would not be satisfied until he saw his final fate.

The man in black was both anxious and furious. The more Mo Zichen struggled, the weaker his strength became. His whole body visibly withered, and his skin turned into a black, hard crust, making him look like a dried-up corpse.

"Ah~" With a final, shrill scream, Mo Zichen finally stopped struggling, and pain solidified on his face.

"Hahaha... It still didn't work, it still didn't work, it still..." Seeing this, the young man could no longer hold on. His head, which he had been holding up, finally drooped. As he closed his eyes, he was still muttering that his prescription had not worked.

The man in black had a complicated expression. He released his grip on Mo Zichen and tried to pull him out of the bathtub. But as soon as his hand entered the water, Mo Zichen, who had already turned into a brown, desiccated corpse, suddenly opened his eyes and bit the man in black's wrist.

He bit down hard, and blood flowed from between his teeth into the bathtub. The originally dark medicine suddenly churned and turned bright red. Mo Zichen's outer layer of hard skin began to peel off, revealing the fair new flesh underneath, which began to swell as the medicine changed.

In just a quarter of an hour, the mummified corpse transformed into a living person with skin as white as fine jade, almost glowing. However, the person's face was deathly pale, and the black pupils in their eyes were exceptionally large, almost taking up the entire eyeball.

He had already released the man in black's wrist and tried to stand up by gripping the edge of the bathtub with both hands, but the three-inch-thick camphor wood board seemed to be made of tofu in his hands and instantly turned into dust.

The man in black: "..."

Mo Zichen looked at his palms with curiosity, his slender, jade-like fingers were fair and delicate, and it was hard to imagine that they could so easily crush solid camphor wood into powder.

"Am I... done?" Mo Zichen stared for a while before desperately suppressing his excitement and looking up at the man in black. "This..." The man in black was also unsure and instinctively wanted to ask the young man, but he had already collapsed in front of the wall, lifeless.

"That's right, it should indeed be considered a success, and the most successful one at that." The man in black looked at Mo Zichen, his heart also filled with excitement.

He's right. Mo Zichen is the first successful person they've had since they started researching drugs. There were others who had survived the painful medicinal baths, but they lost their minds at the crucial moment and launched indiscriminate attacks on anyone who saw them. In the end, the men in black had to destroy them.

"Do you know who you are?" The man in black had already confirmed that Mo Zichen's memories and reason were intact, but he still asked the question just to be on the safe side.

"I am Mo Zichen, the second son of the Duke of Dingguo!" Mo Zichen was unaware of the man in black's intentions and answered casually, completely immersed in the joy of gaining power in his body.

Yes, gain power!
He could feel every cell in his body brimming with power. If Mo Ziyuan appeared in front of him, he felt he could take on ten of him by himself.

Upon hearing his answer, the man in black's eyes darkened. He wanted to say something but held back. After sizing up Mo Zichen's body, he stretched out his hand to him. "Come on, let me test your strength!"

Mo Zichen was extremely excited and reached out to strike the man in black. Mo Qilan had hired a martial arts tutor for him when he was a child, but unfortunately he was unwilling to practice hard, so the tutor only existed in the Duke of Dingguo's mansion for half a month.

This resulted in him having immense strength but no corresponding moves, attacking the man in black like a child in a fight, and being knocked to the ground in no time.

Mo Zichen stared wide-eyed in disbelief, leaping to his feet. A crimson glint flashed in his eyes as he raised his right palm, slightly hooking the four fingers except for the thumb. "Again!"

The man in black had high hopes for him and hadn't given up despite the lack of progress in his transformation these past few days. Seeing that he wasn't defeated by this setback and instead shouted "Let's try again" with high spirits, the man in black was very pleased. So he didn't hold back and began to spar with Mo Zichen with a teaching-like attitude.

After a few rounds, he regretfully discovered that although Mo Zichen's body had been modified, it only enhanced his strength and speed. He seemed to lack talent in martial arts and simply couldn't learn it at all.

Half a day later, the man in black finally gave up. In any case, Mo Zichen, who had been transformed to be fast, strong, and resilient, had already exceeded his initial expectations.

"Forget it, these skills need to be improved through actual combat, so don't rush it," the man in black said, unusually offering some words of comfort.

"Yes, I'm already very satisfied with my current fortune. I also want to thank you for not only saving my life, but also giving me the ability to live and avenge my family of four. I don't know how to express my gratitude enough," Mo Zichen said with genuine gratitude.

"Do you want revenge? Do you know who to look for?"

“I know that my enemies are Mo Ziyuan and his fiancée whom the emperor has betrothed to. I must avenge my mother and sister. You cannot stop me.”

"Haha, don't worry, Mo Ziyuan is also my enemy, so if you seek revenge on him, it's essentially the same as taking revenge on me. Why should I stop you?"