After the darkness!

A sense of indescribable oppression welled up in Lin Yijue's heart.

He finally understood that even though Wang Mingde was so rich, he still exuded an aura of death all the time.

"Does a way to completely eliminate the phagocytic...exist?" he pressed.

"Perhaps. I once met a powerful individual who had awakened the 'Second Form,' and he told me that the Devouring Body was not invincible; the secret lay hidden within the Earth Gate. After that, he disappeared," Wang Mingde replied.

"So he... is dead?" Lin Yijue asked subconsciously.

"His fate is unknown. He may still be alive somewhere, or he may have failed in his transformation and turned into a monster." Wang Mingde said calmly.

It turned into a monster.

Lin Yijue had a vague, strange feeling.

He seemed to understand better why Wang Mingde had warned him it was best not to contact the authorities.

Before nightfall, all was well, but after nightfall... in this seemingly orderly base city, being infected by the phallus was practically a "probationary sentence."

After all, once it takes effect, the person is already hovering on the edge between human and monster, and every transformation is like sliding towards the narrow and precarious edge of a cliff.

In such a situation, the official power is great, but in the initial stage, the policy they can provide is nothing more than containment, then research... and then 'purify' after the mutation occurs?

"So what can we do? Or rather, what do you need me to do?" Lin Yijue's voice was unusually calm. "That's part of our deal, isn't it?"

"Us? Our primary task is to survive; that's more important than anything else." Wang Mingde stood up. "As for what we need you to do... it's less of a request and more of a mutual assistance."

He touched his forehead with his hand, then brushed the hair from his forehead back to his head.

"I'm actually a scientist. The reason I'm helping you is simply to obtain more useful data, whether it's about inhibiting or stimulating phages. So the longer you live, the better it is for me, understand?"

"You're a scientist?" Lin Yijue asked, somewhat surprised.

"Otherwise, where do you think the extract you were given came from?" Wang Mingde sneered.

"So, the information I provide can be exchanged for resources? Or rather, traded?" Lin Yijue asked reflexively.

"Sure," Wang Mingde nodded. "Tell me about how you felt each time the phagocytic episode occurred, and any subtle changes in your body each day."

As he spoke, he took a voice recorder from the drawer and placed it on the table.

"Wait, aren't you going to ask me what I want to change it to?"

"You're just a student, what amazing things could you possibly say?" Wang Mingde asked, looking puzzled.

Lin Yijue smiled; the richer the other party, the happier he was.

Without further ado, she began to recount her experiences.

While recounting, we are also reminiscing.

Speaking of which, the onset of his body-devouring attack happened on the very first day after he transmigrated.

Of course, based on Wang Mingde's judgment, the infection should have occurred long ago.

So he thought for a moment and started by talking about how he went to the artificial forest and inexplicably fainted. Then he talked about the various symptoms that appeared in his body after practicing the "Eighteen Forms", as well as the severity of the symptoms at different training levels and at different times.

This refers to the three levels of pain he summarized.

During the process, he did not hide the fact that he could slow down the phagocytic reaction through sleep.

Of course, he didn't say a word about the talent tree.

This secret is his trump card for survival in this world, and he will not reveal it even to his closest friends and family.

Even with a voice recorder, Wang Mingde still took notes in his notebook.

"You mean, your sleep state can fully meet the high metabolic needs of the phagocytosis?" He caught the key point and asked thoughtfully.

"It should be, is that special?" Lin Yijue confirmed.

"It's a special case. When normal people sleep, their movement decreases, which can indeed reduce the pain of the body phagocytosis, but very few can recover almost completely like you. This is a good thing, meaning that your transformation period is longer, and you have more time to prepare." Wang Mingde began to write and draw in his notebook.

"Getting ready?"

"Whether it's strengthening your physique, training your mind, or even preparing some high-quality raw meat, anything that can increase your chances of survival is preparation," Wang Mingde replied.

After saying that, he continued writing something in his notebook.

Lin Yijue didn't say anything more.

He has said everything he needed to say.

When he had some free time, he continued to look at the Ash Flower and Black Tide Crystal on the table.

It's very strange.

As he stared at the black tide crystals for a long time, even through the glass bottle, he subconsciously began to salivate.

An inexplicable urge to eat rose up in my heart.

It's like facing raw meat.

However, this feeling did not appear at all on the ash flower.

"Are you done talking?" Finally, Wang Mingde raised his head and asked.

"I'm done." Lin Yijue nodded, glancing subconsciously at his notebook.

The above are mostly various types of curves.

However, there is a number 48 at the top.

It should be a serial number?

He didn't ask.

"The information you've provided so far isn't very valuable, but it seems to have good growth potential. I personally lean towards making some preliminary investment in you. Now, can you tell me your needs?" Wang Mingde closed his notebook and said softly.

Lin Yijue was energized when he finally heard those words.

After thinking it over carefully, I decisively held up three fingers.

Half an hour later...

Lin Yijue walked out of the building with light steps, in a very good mood.

He walked toward the bus stop, fiddling with a black bi-fold phone in his hand.

To be fair, although Wang Mingde has a sharp tongue and seems rather unserious, he is indeed very generous.

He only mentioned that he was still a student, didn't have much money, was facing the possibility of entering a vocational high school, and had a slight interest in collecting antiques and treasures.

The other party didn't even haggle, and immediately had someone draft an offer for him without saying a word—an offer from Yuanhang Transportation and Trading Company.

The content is also very simple and straightforward.

The signing fee is 100,000 yuan, and the job includes five social insurances and one certificate, namely a temporary residence permit. The guaranteed monthly salary is 20,000 yuan, and the job description is a quality inspector position.

In addition to regular medical checkups, birthday cards, and shopping cards, the benefits also include opportunities to visit large-scale collections and private museums.

Almost one contract satisfied all his needs.

They even gave him the latest "Yaowei" folding phone.

When Lin Yijue got the contract, he was immediately shocked and blurted out: "The benefits are so good?"

A direct annual salary of nearly 300,000?

One person's income is almost equivalent to the entire family's income before.

Unexpectedly, Wang Mingde coldly replied: "Anyway, you won't be able to collect your salary for more than a few months. If you can really live a long time, I will get more."

One sentence left him speechless.

"But no matter what, once the money was in place, all the previous problems were solved."