Chapter 139 Demolition Team

(Qin: Didn't you notice something was off about her back then?)

(Bo: At the time, I was so focused on taking you apart to see what was inside, who would have paid attention to what she was thinking?)

(Qin: ...As expected of you.)

Dotole secured Qin Ye to the experimental table, rendering his hands and feet immobile.

"It might hurt a bit now, so you'll have to bear it, Dennis."

The needle pierced the boy's skin, and the entire contents of the medicine were injected into his body.

I felt as if some external force was rampaging through my body, and my blood flow seemed to suddenly increase.

Pain kept coming from various parts of his body, but it was quickly soothed by another force. This rollercoaster-like experience made the color drain from his face instantly, and cold sweat kept seeping out.

"Oh? Just as I suspected, the data I collected in the last experiment took me nearly two years to study before I came up with the best solution. Now it seems that my time was not wasted."

Blood seeped from the pores, and the skin showed signs of cracking, but the wounds were quickly soothed by a force within the body, and this terrifying scene repeated itself over and over again.

A few minutes later, Qin Ye's clothes were completely stained red, and from an outsider's perspective, he looked like a blood-soaked person.

(Qin: I have to say, it was incredibly painful at the time, but I felt surprisingly refreshed afterward, as if my whole body was completely cleared up.)

(Bo: Of course! This is one of my most successful and proudest experiments to date. This power seems to have allowed me to reach a higher level, but unfortunately, I can't go any further.)

Columbia finally felt a familiar power emanating from the boy before her, though only for a moment, but she was certain she was not mistaken.

That is...

That is...

A look of surprise immediately appeared on her face, and her brows relaxed within a few seconds.

But this expression didn't last long, because the boy, gritting his teeth and forcing himself to persevere without even letting out a painful scream, made her feel heartbroken from the bottom of her heart.

The girl gripped her hands even tighter, but she knew now was not the time to interrupt the experiment...

Because no matter what, he had to go through this pain... he had no choice but to... he absolutely had to go through it.

Moreover, she didn't understand how meticulously the "Doctor" had calculated this experiment. Even if a single step was altered due to her negligence, it might cause irreversible damage to the boy in front of her.

The powerful girl thought to herself, "Clearly, all it takes is to pluck a single string to stop him from suffering any longer."

But at the same time, what came from the deepest part of my heart was a profound sense of powerlessness.

Her fingernails dug into her fair and delicate palm, and blood trickled out, but she seemed not to feel it at all, only focusing on the pain Qin Ye was sending her.

Several tens of minutes passed, and the boy's trembling finally subsided.

"The experiment is over, and I have gained quite satisfactory results today." Dotole carefully recorded his findings with a pen.

"Is it over?" Columbia's voice carried a hint of worry.

"Of course, you can move around freely now, but don't bother me."

Upon hearing the Doctor's permission, the girl gently plucked the strings, soothing the boy's tense emotions.

The twitching brows were gradually smoothed out by the singing, and the pain in my body seemed to gradually subside.

The boy fell asleep.

The doctor was completely oblivious to everything that was happening.

Columbia walked slowly to Qin Ye's side and gently wiped the blood from his eyes, ignoring the fact that her fair hands and cuffs were stained red.

She carefully turned her palm upwards, afraid that the blood that had just been pricked by her fingernail would drip onto the other person.

"The waiting process is tedious, hopeless, frightening, painful, and disgusting."

Her voice trembled with a faint sob: "Your face is so familiar yet so strange, I can't even be sure if my insistence is right."

The girl took a deep breath, followed by a sigh of relief.

"But when that moment arrives... phew..."

She tried to suppress her trembling voice: "If he saw you like this, I wonder what he would think?"

Columbia continued to narrate in a low, continuous voice, perhaps sharing her own feelings or her experiences over the years. Although the sleeping boy could not hear her, she enjoyed it immensely.

Until Qin Ye woke up.

-

"So you only heard these few important sentences? What about the rest?" Qin Ye stood up anxiously, wanting to ask about what happened next.

“I have an agreement with Columbia that I cannot reveal any other information.” Dotore shrugged, his smile undiminished. It was rare to see Dionysus so anxious, and he was eager to witness it.

"Can you secretly give me a little hint?" Qin Ye rubbed his fingers together, implying that Mora would definitely benefit from it.

"This isn't about money," the doctor said, still refusing.

"..." Qin Ye was still somewhat unwilling. He was about to get to the truth when suddenly, "To be continued!"

Liu Su!

Oh no, Dotore! You deserve to die!

"Well, we've already wasted enough time today, so please leave now."

Seeing that the other party was clearly unwilling to continue, Qin Ye also chose to give up at the right time, as he had already learned enough today.

And if possible, Colombia would tell him without Dotole even having to say it.

"By the way, you absolutely mustn't tell Columbia about today's conversation. I made a promise beforehand that you shouldn't reveal too much," the Doctor warned.

"I understand. I'm a person who keeps secrets." Qin Ye gave Dotole a deep look, then turned and left.

Dotore shook his head helplessly as he watched the other person's retreating figure.

"...It's not that I don't want to say it."

The doctor recalled the scene after Qin Ye left the laboratory.

"Oh, my dear Columbia, what do you think of my great experiment...?"

The words stuck in his throat.

At this moment, a terrifying aura had enveloped the entire research institute.

"Dottore".

"?"

The two are partners, and although Columbia has a bad temper, she has never had any unpleasant encounters with the Doctor.

But that cold tone...

Dotole's smile faded.

His prime slices were not taken until winter.

“I won’t stop your experiment, because the results will be good for him.”

Just as the doctor was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the lute was suddenly plucked.

"But, I'm sorry."

(Let's go back to the present.)

Thinking back to the laboratory that was blasted into ruins, he recalled how much effort he had put into salvaging his life's work.

He doesn't want to relive that experience again.

Dong dong dong

There was a sudden knock on the door.

"?"

What's wrong? Did Dionysus forget something?

He got up impatiently and opened the door.

"Speak quickly if you have something to say..."

Huh? Nobody's here?

Dotoree looked straight ahead, but all he could see was a vast expanse of snow.

"Long time no see, Doctor."

A soft, sweet voice came from below, and the man's gaze gradually moved downwards.

His lips involuntarily stiffened.

"Haha... Columbia, long time no see. How have you been?"

Qin Ye walked along the road, cursing and swearing, recalling his conversation with Dotole.

A deafening noise came from behind him, startling him so much that he turned around abruptly.

"Is there a problem with the experiment?"

The sound waves spread outwards.

The spire of the doctor's laboratory soared into the sky, spun continuously in mid-air, and finally plunged straight into the snow.

"..."

That's all, I'll just go home and sleep.

(I can't take it anymore, guys. I'm going back to school the day after tomorrow, and I still have 200 pages of textbook I haven't finished reviewing. I'm going to have to start staying up all night to study.)

Chapter 140 is amazing, my past self

"I'm back..." Qin Ye's words came to an abrupt halt.

Is this my villa? Why do I feel like I'm in Mondstadt Cathedral?

The melodious classical music drifted from inside the room, and the clean floor made him squint to adjust his eyes.

It's amazing how the wall decorations, though not moved much, have somehow become works of art...

I chatted with Dotole to find out what happened.

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