Sequence Beyond: My Wife is a Mysterious Boss

The current Aya is neither a living person nor a traditional undead; he is more like a biological weapon powered by blood as a "battery."

"Since it's a weapon, then this is interesting."

A crazed glint flashed in Lin Bai's eyes.

He thought of more ways to help Ah Ya improve her strength.

Mechanical modification, genetic optimization!

Human modification can cause rejection reactions and cause excruciating pain;

Genetic optimization can lead to genetic breakdown, turning people into monsters.

But what is there for Ah Ya to be afraid of?

He's a corpse!

As long as the bloodline energy is sufficient, there will be no rejection reaction. Dead people don't have pain receptors.

Genetic collapse? Even if you're reduced to a pile of mud, as long as your bloodline remains, we can piece you back together!

If used properly, Aya is a "universal slot" with infinite compatibility.

In this mysterious world, if you're bold enough, you can create a Frankenstein's monster that no one can understand.

"Mechanical ascension combined with biochemical mutation... just thinking about this art style is exciting."

Lin Baiqiang suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

The most urgent task now is to stockpile blood samples.

This thing only drops from killing people or monsters, so I guess I'll have to do more good deeds in the future.

For example, performing a ritual to help some damn bastards pass on.

Lin Bai glanced at the clock on the wall.

Two o'clock in the morning.

When the night is dark and the wind is high, it is the perfect time for murder, arson, and disposing of bodies.

Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates.

Lin Bai was afraid he wouldn't be able to sleep soundly if he let an enemy like Mad Dog Rod live.

Those rats in the gutter, even if you hurt them, won't reflect on their actions; they'll just hide in the shadows, waiting to bite your throat while you sleep.

Since we've become enemies, we should scatter their ashes along with their remains.

Moreover, this matter cannot be left unresolved overnight.

"Right now, that mad dog is probably hiding in some rat hole licking its wounds, isn't it?"

With a thought, Lin Bai recalled the parchment in his mind.

Question: What are the exact coordinates of Mad Dog Rhodes?

With his omniscient cheat code, there's no one in this world he can't find.

Even if you hide in a mouse hole, I can still pour boiling water into it.

In my mind, that ancient parchment unfolds lazily.

Perhaps the question was too simple, because the parchment didn't even bother to type the words "under deduction" and just threw out the answer directly.

However, upon seeing the line of text that appeared, Lin Bai's originally calm gaze narrowed slightly.

Then, a cold yet amused smile slowly spread across his lips.

[Answer: What a deeply moving display of camaraderie!]

The person you're looking for is currently leading seven highly motivated, die-hard henchmen, climbing up the steam pipes outside your apartment.

You're three meters from your window.

[Note: Tsk tsk, in order to kill you with his own hands, the mad dog even gave himself an overdose of stimulants, disregarding even broken bones.]

They're offering such a sincere door-to-door delivery service; they're practically a model for the food delivery industry! What are you waiting for?

"Oh......"

Lin Baifa let out a very soft laugh.

Laughter echoed in the silent room, carrying a chilling undertone and the smug satisfaction of a hunter watching a rabbit crash into a tree stump.

"interesting."

Lin Bai turned around and looked at the tightly closed window, as if he could see through the curtains a few ants struggling to climb outside.

"I was originally thinking of going through the trouble of visiting you..."

"I didn't expect you to be in such a hurry to be reincarnated."

"Since you're here, then... don't leave."

......

Click!

A sharp crack shattered the deathly silence of the night.

The window lock, already badly corroded, was violently twisted off.

Immediately afterwards, the dusty glass window shattered with a loud crash.

Countless shards of glass were splashed onto the floor like a torrential rain, reflecting the blood-red moonlight outside the window.

Several dark figures, like vicious wolves pouncing on their prey, rolled into the house, bringing with them a foul stench.

"Go to hell, you pretty boy!"

The leader had one side of his face swollen like a steamed bun.

The severed arm was roughly fixed in place with several iron plates and screws, and yellowish-green pus was oozing from the wound.

It was none other than the mad dog, Rod.

At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, clearly indicating that he had taken an excessive amount of "Berserk Potion".

This drug can deplete a person's life force, temporarily block out pain, and even if bones are broken, it can make them act like nothing happened and go crazy.

The price to pay is that it could very well lead to complete paralysis afterward.

But he doesn't care.

Since Iron Fist kicked him away like trash, and since this pretty boy made him lose face, then let's all go to hell together!

"Go to hell!!"

The mad dog howled hysterically, the double-barreled shotgun in its hand, its barrel sawed off, its dark muzzle pointed directly at the figure on the sofa.

Behind him, seven equally drug-addicted loyal henchmen also raised their guns and machetes.

This distance, this density of firepower.

Let alone a person, even an armored rhinoceros would be riddled with holes.

however.

The expected panic did not occur.

On the sofa, the young man didn't even lift his eyelids.

He held a transparent teacup in his hand, gently blew on the tea leaves floating on top, and took a small sip.

"This tea... is a bit bitter."

Lin Bai's voice was strangely calm, as if he were commenting that there was too much salt in his dinner.

This disregard completely ignited the last vestiges of the mad dog's rationality.

"Screw you! Die!"

Bang--!!

The gun spat out a scorching tongue of fire, and the enormous recoil sent a sharp pain through Mad Dog's shoulder, but the savage grin on his face grew even more insane.

These are specially made steel-core bullets; one shot can blast that beautiful head into a mushy mess!

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely at that moment.

In that instant, the mad dog even saw in his mind the beautiful scene of red and white things splashing.

But......

The screen froze.

The bullet, powerful enough to pierce a steel plate, suddenly stopped three inches from Lin Bai's brow.

It was like hitting an invisible wall of air.

The warhead spun rapidly in the air, making a hissing sound as it rubbed against the air. It turned slightly red due to the high temperature, but it could not advance an inch.

It wasn't just this one bullet.

The lead bullets and steel balls fired by his men behind him seemed to have been paused.

They floated densely in mid-air, forming a wall of metal bullets that exuded a violent aesthetic.

"This...this is..."

The mad dog's ferocious grin froze, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

He saw it.

Before the elegant man drinking tea, a silent figure had appeared at some point.

The attendant named Aya.

At this moment, Aya did not look up, but stood quietly beside Lin Bai.

Beneath the originally loose hood, two scarlet lights flickered like will-o'-the-wisps.

An invisible, suffocating force field was frantically squeezing every inch of space around him.

......