Why did you provoke me?

The old man on the bed was shocked when he heard Yu Meng's words.

First, she noticed the unusual nature of the lines in her mind.

Secondly, she actually wants to swap lines with me. What's the benefit of that?

"Conditions?" he asked.

Yu Meng looked directly at him and said, "Two for two."

The old man on the bed didn't make a sound.

Yu Meng tentatively asked, "How about three?"

Seeing that he still didn't respond, Yu Meng turned away. This condition was already quite high; she just wanted it, but it wasn't something she absolutely had to have.

"Can you remove all the alien shapes on my lines?" The old man's voice came from behind Yu Meng.

Yu Meng stopped and turned around with a fluid motion. "Um, you don't want the alien shape on the lines?"

The old man looked at Yu Meng with a puzzled expression. "What do I need them for?"

"Then why did you only let me take two?" Yu Meng acted very innocently.

The old man closed his eyes. Could he say that he thought she wasn't strong enough, and that taking two was already too much to ask?

"How should we change it? Is it okay to do it here?" This time, the old man decided to listen to what Yu Meng had to say.

"Here? No problem, as long as you feel safe." Yu Meng looked around.

"How long will that take?"

Yu Meng glanced at the door behind her and mouthed, "Are they safe?"

The old man chuckled softly, "Those are my two children."

Yu Meng said "Oh," and added, "My speed is very fast, and there are no safety risks. It's just that the price is a bit expensive."

"How expensive?"

Yu Meng smiled faintly, "You can pay whatever you think replacing two lines is worth to you. I never put a price tag on anything."

"How useful are my lines to your research?" the old man suddenly asked.

Yu Meng paused for a moment, then said sincerely, "I don't study them. The only reason I want them is because they can attract aliens."

"Do you need different types of aliens for your research?" the old man asked again.

"Actually, I don't lack anything." Yu Meng felt he had too many questions and was getting a little impatient. "If you agree to my conditions, we can change them; if you don't, we'll part ways."

"Young lady," the old man said calmly, "I mean you no harm. I have many kinds of aliens here. If you're willing, I'd be happy to cooperate with you."

Yu Meng shook her head. She was only preparing to absorb the alien's energy; once she knew the type and name of the alien, she could purchase it through other channels.

Seeing Yu Meng shake her head and stop talking, the old man sighed inwardly. He had already gone along with Yu Meng's words, so why did it not work?

Could someone who could clear his mind and change his brain lines in an instant be an ordinary person? He tried to win him over, but how did things go wrong? He didn't even say anything!

If he knew that Yu Meng was annoyed and lost her patience because he asked a few more questions, I wonder if he would still ask?

"Then it's up to you. Just change it to something normal, and I'll prepare a generous gift."

"Then I'll first get the lines out in your mind." Seeing that he agreed, Yu Meng didn't make any further requests.

"Then I'll have to trouble you. If I were to do it myself, I really couldn't do it, even if you laugh at me." The old man's eyes were full of bitterness.

This time, Yu Meng didn't hide her domineering features, because the old man's features were also very special. They were the eldest brother, so don't laugh at the second brother.

Looking at Yu Meng's domineering appearance, the old man suddenly smiled.

Yu Meng glared at him. "This is my weapon, completely under my control. It's not like yours."

"So you want to get me one like this too?"

"How could that be? Mine is one of a kind."

Because of their unique lines, the atmosphere between the two suddenly improved a lot.

The lines in the old man's mind were pulled out by the Overlord, and of course, the aliens on them were not spared either.

Seeing his own features so easily drawn out by Yu Meng's, the old man suddenly felt deflated. "It's better not to compare yourself to others," he thought. "It's embarrassing to be unable to beat even one of them. It's shameful to even talk about it."

The Tyrant Lines were very excited. They used their long tentacles to wrap the two lines together, ready to return to their home.

Yu Meng quickly stopped her, opened her small backpack, pointed, and said, "Put it here."

The Overlord hovered in the air, unwilling to move.

Yu Meng didn't back down either, "If you don't listen to me, then if anything happens in the future, I'll go to Little Black Cat."

The old man watched with great interest as Yu Meng tried to reason with his own lines. He had never seen anything like it before.

Tyrant Lines sullenly buried his head in the small backpack. "Keep Lines for me, the rest are yours."

Yu Meng patted her small backpack and spoke softly.

The old man pointed to Yu Meng's small backpack, "Can it understand what you're saying? Can I have one like that too?"

Yu Meng smiled and said, "Of course!"

The old man hesitated after agreeing too quickly, "Do you want to raise the price?"

"I have a strong sense of contractual responsibility; how can I arbitrarily increase the price?"

Yu Meng took out two small boxes. "This is the Little Flower Alien. It needs to parasitize your brain before I can operate it. See, are you willing?"

The old man frowned. "Didn't you say you wanted to parasitize the alien?"

"This is a secret of our sect. If I just give you two random lines, you won't be able to use them, will you?"

The old man fell silent. Parasitic aliens were very dangerous, and besides, he didn't know if Yu Meng had done anything wrong.

Perhaps it had been too long, or perhaps the people outside were worried. There was a knock on the door, the rhythm quite regular.

Seeing the old man hesitate, Yu Meng stuffed the box into her backpack.

"The transaction is temporarily suspended. If you've made up your mind, you can come find me anytime." She then told the old man her address outside.

Those two distinctive lines were already inside her small backpack; there was no reason for her to give them away again.

Therefore, the old man can go to her if he wants to make the deal, and she won't return it if he doesn't.

Yu Meng opened the door and let the people outside in before she went out.

The old man remained silent throughout the entire process. Yu Meng also walked straight out of the room without lingering.

Yu Meng stood in the corridor, looked around, and saw the arrow on the ground flashing with a faint green light. She hesitated for a moment, then stepped down following the arrow.

Inside the room, the young man walked to the bedside. "Dad, how are you? Are you feeling any better?"

The woman then poured a glass of water and brought it over. "Dad, please have some water first. There's still a long time to go today, and other teachers might come in. Don't worry."

The old man slowly sat up. "I'm all better." He raised his hand, which was dark, thin, and withered with distinct knuckles, but it was steady and did not tremble.

"Is it done?" Both children exclaimed in surprise.

The old man nodded emphatically. "Alright. Even those devilish lines have been removed."

"Really? Dad, you're not lying to us, right?" The woman's eyes were filled with tears, but her hands were tightly gripping the old man's arm.

"I'm not lying to you this time. Look at my hands, they haven't shaken at all." The old man turned his hands over and over again.

"Father!" The woman sobbed, clinging to the old man.

The man turned around and quietly wiped away his tears.

They had witnessed their father's suffering, and it broke their hearts, but they were helpless. That's why they risked their lives to enter the research institute.

The research institute's explicit rules state that if they can be rescued, they can leave. If they cannot be rescued, they will become experimental subjects, and their fate will be uncertain.