Why did you provoke me?

Si San Er took the two stones and looked up at the rearview mirror. Yu Er, inside, raised an eyebrow.

Si San'er understood. Instead of giving him the stone, he asked first, "Brother Zhang, you have lines, right?"

Zhang Zhen saw their actions and heard their conversation. He had no reason to refuse, so he nodded directly, "There are three."

Without hesitation, 432 tossed the ore to him, saying, "Let's see if your lines can absorb it."

Yu Meng listened for a long time, then asked, "Is it really that good?"

432 and 49 nodded hurriedly, "It's like soaking in a hot spring."

"Send the pictures and the origin range to Secretary Wu and ask him to send someone to collect them," Yu Meng said softly.

"Teacher Yu, you can bring daily necessities and food," Yu Er added.

"I'll send these out." Si Jiu said, then sent the messages to Liu Wei. He knew that Jing San and Liu Wei were following behind, so of course, the more good things there were, the better.

Zhang Zhen held the stone, his lines circling around the ore, but he couldn't insert them.

After thinking for a moment, he reached out and patted 432, "Brother, give me some pointers, I can't do it."

After saying this, his face felt a little hot.

Si San Er turned to look at him, and Zhang Zhen, quick to understand, said, "You can add a line to this one."

Si San Er did not agree, but instead looked at Yu Meng, "This is a sect skill, I cannot teach it to you."

Zhang Zhen narrowed his eyes. "You have a sect?"

"Of course, otherwise how would we have learned these skills?"

"Um, I'm sorry, I didn't know that. I was being presumptuous. Please pretend I didn't say anything." Zhang Zhen hurriedly apologized. He knew how troublesome people from sects could be. If his sect members found out that he coveted their skills, he would be in a lot of trouble.

Si San Er nodded and sat up straight.

Yu Meng suddenly became interested in Zhang Zhen's words, "Zhang Zhen, how did you get your lines? Did you also peel them off from an alien?"

"It was given to me by my family elders, and then nurtured with secret medicine," Zhang Zhen chose to tell the truth.

"If you give her the guidance of your elders, won't her abilities decrease? Is this really the right thing to do?"

"Yes, that's how it is in aristocratic families. When the older generation passes away, their legacy remains, taking care of the next generation," Zhang Zhen said calmly.

"Can you use lines like these?" Si Jiu asked curiously.

Zhang Zhen looked down at the stone in his hand. "Which aspect are you referring to?"

"Of course, it's something a mask-removing expert can do. Can you do it too?"

"I am interested in the medicine you mentioned."

49 and 432 spoke at the same time.

Zhang Zhen smiled wryly and looked up.

"I was chosen by my family to go to the front lines. The lines can prevent alien parasites from infesting me," he said, then stopped. He was going to die because he had been parasitized by multiple alien species.

At that moment, he was confused. He looked at this person, then at that person, and finally looked at Yu Meng.

Yu Meng, "How do you control the lines in your mind?"

Zhang Zhen said, "After mixing my blood with that medicine, I soaked the threads in it. After forty-nine days, I was able to control them freely."

49. "Miracle medicine! Do you have it? I really want to see it. Can you peel off that dough?"

Zhang Zhen shook his head.

"I'm talking about ordinary objects, not aliens," Si Jiu emphasized again.

"Can your lines work?" Zhang Zhen asked rhetorically.

"Of course. Nobody can have it. It lives in the brain; you know how important that is!"

Yu Meng pondered this as well. Many of the people she had saved this time were in the same situation. If there was such a drawback, she wouldn't have given it to them in the first place.

"But you only joined the research institute because of the parasitic alien? Then, this line isn't working either?" Four-Nine's question was very hurtful.

"It worked fine five years ago, but this problem has only started in the last three months." Zhang Zhen didn't know what was going on either.

Yu Meng, "Do you know what level of authority the elder who gave you the lines belongs to?"

"A high-level bone-drawing master, she's said to have reached that threshold, but her lifespan is running out. The reason she chose me was twofold: first, I'm outstanding, and second, she didn't want her grandson to go to the front lines."

"How vicious!" Si Jiu commented without any hesitation.

"If you had said that three months ago, I would have fought you to the death," Zhang Zhen glared at Si Jiu.

Yu Meng also glanced at Si Jiu, "Speak properly, we're all family, don't rub salt into the wound."

Si Jiu pursed her lips and nodded at Yu Meng.

Yu Meng looked at Zhang Zhen again, "Is this the case for everyone in your group who received the lines?" She paused, her tone slow, "This time, almost everyone I encountered was like this," Yu Meng said, lost in thought.

She always felt that it was like a batch of parts that had the same problem during production, and she had somehow managed to solve it by accident.

Yu Meng closed her eyes and carefully reviewed her performance at the research institute.

The strangest thing was the appearance of the dean and his wife, and after they appeared, no trouble came looking for them.

Is it possible that this power couldn't afford to offend the dean and his wife? And once she left this area, someone became restless, which led to that ambush?

Yu Meng's mind rapidly shattered and reassembled the information, arriving at yet another conclusion. However, this conclusion was somewhat frightening.

What if that force was run by the Dean and his wife? They only took action because she refused their invitation.

Yu Meng shuddered. Were all of Aunt Xiao's actions fake?

So, is the thing she gave me located? Am I currently being monitored by someone?

Yu Meng stopped halfway through her sentence and closed her eyes.

Everyone in the car held their breath, afraid of disturbing her.

"Let's find a place to rest," Yu Meng said.

"There's a small town about five miles ahead, and a guy there rented a small courtyard."

Yu Meng had no objection. She looked at Zhang Zhen and said, "Your current physique is no longer of any use to you. Do you want to change it? Let's change it to something like theirs."

Zhang Zhen looked at Yu Meng earnestly, "I am alive entirely thanks to you. Everything I have, including my life, belongs to you. You don't need to ask for my opinion on any of my decisions."

Yu Meng nodded, "As long as you don't betray me, I will treat everyone equally."

Then, looking at the other three, he asked, "Which of you is carrying an alien?"

Si Jiu took out two boxes. "I have two here, is that enough?"

Yu Meng's little black cat appeared on her shoulder. "I'm going to clear your mind, don't resist."

Zhang Zhen nodded; he had seen this little black cat before.

Although Zhang Zhen was somewhat unsure, he trusted Yu Meng and sat there motionless.

"Their lines are left behind after being parasitized by aliens. Yours is the same process. Once you take this step, you will automatically become a reserve member of the sect. When the time comes, as long as you pass the test, you will become a formal member with the same status as them."

As Yu Meng was explaining, the little black cat had already jumped onto his head.

The process went smoothly, and Yu Meng carefully observed Zhang Zhen's features.

As she looked at it, her heart gradually grew heavy.