In his eyes, Liu Jiyun was a silhouette of red, with some white mist inside his body. He felt that with a single thought, he could absorb this white mist.
He could even see through the walls, spotting the seven or eight bodyguards guarding the door outside.
They were also red and had the white mist.
Zhao Jin watched this scene as the other party's information appeared in his consciousness.
Liu Wen
Status: A monster that fears sunlight, possessing strength far exceeding ordinary people at night!
Race: To be named
‘He really didn't disappoint me. This description is clearly stronger than Xiang Ping's. Let's name the race Night Walker!’ Looking at the description, a smile appeared on Zhao Jin's face.
Unlocked: Night Walker Race—Formed from the mutation of those with dense Destiny Force after death, they retain their consciousness from life and possess an abnormal craving for mental energy!
Liu Jiyun was somewhat at a loss. He looked at Zhao Jin, just about to ask a question.
But Zhao Jin ignored him and looked at Liu Wen instead. “All you need to know is that you are different now. Oh, and whatever you do, don't let others discover what you look like right now. Otherwise, I won't be held responsible for whatever happens.”
Hearing Zhao Jin's words, Liu Wen finally realized there was still someone standing by the window.
“Dad, he's the one who brought you back to life. His methods are truly miraculous. I never imagined that a way to resurrect the dead actually existed in this world,” Liu Jiyun said, his face filled with awe as he saw Liu Wen look over.
In Liu Wen's eyes, however, Zhao Jin was not a red silhouette, but a faint, humanoid golden light.
“Ugh!” With just a single glance, a sharp pain shot through the four crimson eyes on Liu Wen's cheeks, and he instinctively closed them.
The world around him returned to its normal appearance.
“Dad, are you alright?” Liu Jiyun quickly stepped forward.
But Liu Wen waved his hand and stood up from the hospital bed. His expression shifted constantly. Resurrection from the dead—he had never heard of such a method in his entire life.
In the end, he bowed deeply to Zhao Jin, his tone respectful. “How should I address you, sir? I never expected you to actually bring me back to life. From now on, no matter what, you are the benefactor of our Liu family. Whatever you need, our family will never refuse!”
Zhao Jin glanced at the sincere Liu Wen, then at the somewhat excited Liu Jiyun.
If their Liu family could build a connection with someone possessing such terrifying methods, the future benefits would be unimaginable.
However, Zhao Jin shook his head slightly. “Right now, you are merely an experiment of mine, a trial. Our relationship has not reached that level yet.”
With that, he looked at Liu Jiyun. “Do you have any cash?”
A flash of disappointment crossed the bowed Liu Wen's eyes, but he did not press further.
“Ah? Yes, yes, of course!” Liu Jiyun was startled by the sudden question.
He hurriedly pulled out his wallet and handed all the cash inside to Zhao Jin.
Zhao Jin casually accepted it. They were all thousand-denomination bills, totaling at least a hundred thousand.
He turned and walked toward the window, stepping onto the ledge. Before jumping,
Zhao Jin turned his head to look at Liu Wen. “Liu Wen, if you truly wish to see me again, then follow your instincts.”
Whoosh!
Having said that, Zhao Jin leapt straight down.
Down below, a few pedestrians were standing nearby, looking at the red-leafed tree.
Thud!
Suddenly, a loud crash echoed from behind them.
“Someone jumped!” someone shouted, and everyone looked toward the source of the noise.
They saw a youth dressed in black lying on the ground, his legs visibly snapped.
“Did he lose his mind?” an old man muttered, looking from the hospital to the youth on the ground with a face full of pity.
Yet in the next instant, the snapped legs of the youth lying on the ground suddenly snapped back into place on their own.
Whoosh!
The next second, the youth stood straight up. Reaching up to press down on his fedora, he walked away with quick strides, completely ignoring the onlookers who looked as if they had seen a ghost.
Up on the seventh floor, by the window, Liu Jiyun stared blankly at the departing Zhao Jin. “I never expected that one day, I would catch a glimpse of the world's hidden side.”
Beside him, Liu Wen kept turning Zhao Jin's words over in his mind: ‘Follow your instincts... What exactly is my instinct?’
He reached out and drew the curtains shut. For some reason, the moment he saw the sunlight, an extremely uncomfortable sensation washed over him.
Grumble!
Just then, his stomach let out a low growl, and the world around him turned a bloodthirsty crimson once more.
As he stared at the white mist rising from Liu Jiyun's body, an intense craving surged within him.
‘Is this my instinct?!’ Liu Wen's heart trembled. He had no idea what would happen to the other person if he absorbed this white mist, but it was definitely nothing good.
Knock, knock, knock!
Suddenly, a knock sounded at the door.
“Master Liu, we are from the hospital. The nurses informed us that the old master...” a respectful voice called out from outside.
Liu Jiyun's brow furrowed, and he was just about to dismiss them.
But then he saw Liu Wen staring at him with a bizarre expression, his eyes glowing crimson.
Startled by Liu Wen's appearance, he stammered, “Dad, you...”
“Let them in,” Liu Wen said, his expression eerie. As he spoke, he had already begun to swallow his saliva.
The hunger was growing stronger and stronger. If he didn't feed soon, he felt he would lose his mind.
“Come in!” Following Liu Wen's command, Liu Jiyun called out toward the door.
Click!
The ward door opened, and four or five doctors and nurses filed in.
The bodyguards at the entrance closed the door behind them.
“Master Liu, you—!” The middle-aged doctor leading the group was about to offer his condolences to Liu Jiyun.
But then he spotted an old man standing by the window with his hands behind his back, gazing outside.
The words of comfort died in his throat, and he stared in disbelief at the back of the standing Liu Wen. ‘How is this possible? Given Liu Wen's condition, even breathing was a struggle. How could he possibly be standing up?!’
“What did you all come in for?” Liu Jiyun asked, looking at the lead doctor.
“I...” The middle-aged doctor glanced at Liu Wen's back. He couldn't very well say they had come in to confirm Liu Wen's death; otherwise, the Liu family might have him killed.
Seeing this, Liu Jiyun's brow furrowed. Although he had repeatedly lost his composure in front of Zhao Jin, in front of outsiders, he was still the powerful head of the Liu family. “If there's nothing, then leave. Don't disturb—”
“Wait, Jiyun. How can you speak to Dr. Wang like that?” However, Liu Wen spoke up, interrupting his words.
Hearing this, Dr. Wang let out a sigh of relief. “Thank you, Old Master Liu. We will leave right away.”
With that, he prepared to lead his staff out.
“Leave? Did I say you could leave?” Liu Wen's voice sounded strange, as if he were trying his absolute best to suppress something.
He slowly turned his body around.
Dr. Wang opened his mouth to speak, but in the next instant, his jaw seemed to freeze. He stared at Liu Wen in absolute terror.
Those six crimson eyes stared fixedly at them, his face filled with raw hunger.
The moment their eyes met his, Dr. Wang and the others felt as though they had lost control of their bodies, unable to move even an inch.
Liu Wen took a deep, sharp breath of the air. In the next moment, a faint white mist rose from the heads of Dr. Wang and the medical staff behind him.
The white mist drifted across the distance of a few meters and flowed into Liu Wen's body.
Thud! Thud!
Deprived of the white mist, Dr. Wang and the others rolled their eyes back and collapsed in unison.
Watching this scene from the side, Liu Jiyun's pupils shrank, and he instinctively took a step back to distance himself from Liu Wen.
After absorbing the white mist, the hunger that had plagued Liu Wen vanished, and his rationality returned.
Noticing his son's uneasy expression, the four extra eyes on Liu Wen's cheeks closed.
He extended his black tongue to lick his lips, tilting his head slightly as he looked at him and said calmly, “Jiyun, are you afraid of your father in this state?”
Liu Jiyun's expression shifted continuously. He hadn't expected that not only would Liu Wen's appearance change like this, but his behavior would also become completely monstrous.
“Don't worry. You are my, Liu Wen's, only son. No matter who I hurt, I would never hurt you,” Liu Wen continued, a bizarre smile playing on his face.
Looking at this smile, Liu Jiyun nodded repeatedly. “I know you won't hurt me, Dad. I was just startled by your sudden action.”
But his heart felt heavy. The joy of Liu Wen's resurrection had been thoroughly dampened. Was the current Liu Wen truly still his father?
“They aren't dead. They will just be in a coma for a very long time,” Liu Wen continued, as if sensing Liu Jiyun's inner thoughts.
However, as for how long this coma would last or if they would ever wake up, he had no idea. After all, what he had absorbed was their mental energy. A physical body without its mind would be nothing more than an empty shell even if it did wake up.
Hearing Liu Wen's words, Liu Jiyun finally noticed that the chests of the people lying on the floor were still rising and falling slightly, and he let out a sigh of relief.
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