Apocalypse: The White Moonlight Became a Possessive Mad Dog

"What are you thinking about?" Su Han tried her best to keep her tone calm.

"I remember everything you spent with Pan Taining."

Silence fell, with only the sound of their breathing rising and falling.

Su Han smiled awkwardly, "Isn't this something you've been trying to hide... I'd like to play along."

Lin Leyang, who had been standing nervously on the coffee table, finally felt relieved when he heard the word "you".

So all that he had been hiding it for so long with such anxiety, Su Han already knew everything.

The little green bird lowered its head listlessly and hid behind the tissue box, not daring to look at Su Han.

Su Han took a deep breath and gently patted the man's back. "Trust me, I will control myself. I'm doing all this for myself."

Everything was simpler than he had imagined. Controlling the urge to get close to Pan Taining was as easy as breathing for him.

After all, he has done it millions of times.

Shen Chengyin's embrace tightened suddenly, and Su Han couldn't see the man's expression from beginning to end.

"Remember when I told you that I had something very important to do, which is why I was so eager to go back to the original world?"

Su Han said.

"I understand now."

"I want to kill Pan Taining. It has nothing to do with you, or whether I'm reborn or not. I want his life, from the moment I became conscious."

"I want Pan Taining dead."

Su Han even smiled as she said this.

The little green bird, which had been hiding behind the tissue box, cautiously peeked out again, blinking its tiny green eyes as if it didn't quite understand Su Han's words.

"Okay." Shen Chengyin finally spoke, "I'll cover for you."

Su Han chuckled. "How will you cover for me?"

"Like Lin Leyang."

Reverse time, back to when it was still possible to turn back time.

Su Han frowned slightly, and after a long while, she repeated the name in her mouth before slowly speaking:

"Lin Leyang...? Who is that?"

From the time he became conscious, he was confined to a small laboratory and had only a handful of contacts.

There isn't a single person with the surname Lin.

The little green bird beside him opened its beak, and its chirping sound reached Shen Chengyin's ears in the form of one sentence:

Shen Chengyin, you could never do what I did.

The price was too high.

Like him, his existence was erased, and no one in this world will remember Lin Leyang's name.

"Lin Leyang is the name of the system in your mind. He has a name, Lin Leyang."

Shen Chengyin acted as if he hadn't heard Lin Leyang speak at all, his tone remaining unchanged.

Su Han's gaze softened as she reached out and grabbed Lin Leyang's wing, lifting the entire bird off the table.

Their eyes met, and Lin Leyang awkwardly flapped his wings.

"Lin Leyang, what a beautiful name," Su Han said.

The little green bird tilted its head.

Su Han felt inexplicably happy, and her tone became somewhat excited.

"It reminds me of freedom."

That's strange.

It's just three unremarkable characters, but when he hears this name, he thinks of the wind, green trees, and high mountains.

The little green bird chirped twice, then suddenly clung to Su Han's fingers and wouldn't let go, shedding two tears.

"Chirp chirp chirp!!"

[Waaaaaah, my precious SUH-37! My precious Suhan—]

That day marked the first time he disobeyed his teacher and senior classmates' instructions, secretly taking the experimental subject SUH-37 out of the underground laboratory.

They were only on the ground for a mere 40 seconds before being pulled back to the lab because of the tracking device on SUH-37's neck.

In those brief forty seconds, amidst the piercing alarm of the positioning device, he saw the experimental subject, who had not been given emotional education, shed tears.

This is the freedom that SUH-37 has longed for his whole life.

*

The two met with Pan Taining for several days in a row. Each time, Pan Taining would only ask a few words of concern, give them some gifts, and then let them leave.

Su Han glued all the books Pan Taining had given them together, making sure that not a single page could ever be turned again.

"Pan Taining's spiritual imprint will permeate your life, from food and clothing to housing and transportation. As long as you are influenced by him, it will subtly change your perception."

Su Han repeatedly instructed Shen Chengyin, "You can't eat anything he hands you, you can't read any books he gives you, and you can't listen to any music he gives you."

In his previous life, Shen Chengyin fell into Pan Taining's trap because he was not wary of him.

Pan Taining is now testing the waters, exploring the possibility of controlling Shen Chengyin by starting with him.

He needs to act more convincingly.

Almost all the important surveillance cameras in the villa were removed. Shen Chengyin deliberately left a few unimportant cameras to show Pan Taining as a show.

Su Han left Shen Chengyin alone in front of the monitor, pretending to look at several forged books.

He then took the opportunity to come to the Bureau of Superpowers.

I heard that Tang Qiao has returned to his post these past few days, and his rank hasn't even been lowered.

He has something to confront Tang Qiao about.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the Bureau of Supernatural Abilities, Su Han did not directly state her purpose, but casually made up an excuse that she was looking for a job.

"The doctor has helped me so much, I can't just sit here and do nothing. I have to contribute something to the base."

The staff already knew that Su Han was Dr. Pan's distinguished guest and dared not neglect her. Tang Qiao was originally in charge of this part of the work, and Su Han didn't have to do much to sit face to face with Tang Qiao in the office.

Tangqiao hasn't changed at all.

He glared at Su Han and scoffed, "You came like this? Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

"You can't kill me." Su Han curled her lips. "You can try if you don't believe me."

Although I can't yet precisely control my Law-based abilities, absorbing crystal cores over such a long time should have yielded some results.

It shouldn't be a problem to save your life.

Tang Qiao made no move.

He had tried many times when Su Han first entered the room, using all three of his special abilities, but he couldn't harm Su Han at all.

Otherwise, what's in front of him now would already be a corpse.

"I have nothing to say to you. If you want me to do something for you, you'd better give me back my life first." Tang Qiao's tone was utterly impolite.

Su Han was also very rude, "If you count the time, you've been at the Dawn Base for two years now. It must have taken a lot of effort to become Pan Taining's dog."

Tang Qiao waited for Su Han to continue.

"There's something I've always been curious about: Pan Taining is willing to transfer his powers to you and help you become a god. With such resources and means, why doesn't he become a god himself?"

Tang Qiao found it laughable that his words, which he had waited so long for, were so stupid.

"The mortality rate for power transfer experiments is close to 50%. Do you think that old geezer would risk his own life?"

Only someone as reckless as him would accept such a heinous experiment.

Without Pan Taining's informants here, Tang Qiao has nothing to worry about.

"That makes things much easier. I'd like to make a deal with you. Provide me with the relevant information about Pan Taining's ability transfer experiment, and I can offer you a method to get rid of Pan Taining's mental imprint."

"A spiritual imprint?" Tang Qiao narrowed his eyes.

Su Han naturally expected that Tang Qiao was completely unaware of this.

After all, this was Pan Taining's biggest trump card, and everyone was kept in the dark until he was truly under control.

"Pan Taining is a smart man. He dared to nurture you into a god, so he certainly isn't afraid of your betrayal. Can you guess why?"

Of all the people at the Dawn Base, Su Han trusted Tang Qiao the most.

Anyone could tip off Pan Taining, but Tang Qiao wouldn't.

Tang Qiao is a complete egoist; he won't do anything that doesn't benefit him.

The man tapped his fingers lightly on the table a few times, then looked up at Su Han again.

"make a deal."