216: Kill kill kill kill kill!
Leaving the ward.
Icy! Reflective!
Metal walls! Gleaming with a pale, cold light! The corridor was narrow! Oppressive!
Oval-shaped, heavy alloy door handles! Sealed structure!
This wasn't a hospital at all!
It was a cage! A laboratory!
Lin Mo's gaze swept over a tightly sealed, thick metal door nearby!
"Nie Xiaoqian. Clear the way."
A sudden condensation of cold air in the void!
Boom—!!!
An invisible, violent force slammed into the door lock!
The entire thick alloy door twisted and deformed!
Like a can crushed by a giant hammer! It exploded inwards with a crash! Metal fragments splattered! Emitting a piercing shriek!
The door opened!
The interior was exposed!
A slightly larger central hub!
A dozen white-coated figures were bustling about... The door suddenly exploded!
Everyone turned their heads in unison!
They faced the figure at the doorway—a shirtless, blood-stained, ice-eyed God of Slaughter!
Instant silence!
All breathing stopped!
Every face was filled with extreme terror! Frozen! Twisted!
"Clean them up." Lin Mo's voice was devoid of any warmth.
"As you command!" Nie Xiaoqian responded chillingly! The room temperature plummeted to freezing!
Invisibledeepwater emerged from thin air! Like a poisonous tide! Instantly engulfing the entire room!
"Ah!!!" "Mercy!!!" "Monster!!!" Desperate screams had just begun!
The next second!
Puff! Puff puff puff—!!!
Like a dozen watermelons being smashed simultaneously by a heavy hammer!
Red! White! Viscous! Exploding wildly on the cold metal walls and instrument screens! Smearing! Flowing!
Soundless!
Silence!
Only the sound of viscous liquid dripping.
And the bloody, hot mess filling the room!
"Harvest successful! Gained Brain Quantum: 1800 points (Laboratory 'Guardian' level sample)"
"Current Brain Quantum: 2200 / 1000 (Overflowing)"
Lin Mo didn't even bat an eyelid, walking to the next door.
He pushed it open.
A pungent mixture of medicine and disinfectant assailed his nostrils.
The room was small. There was only a metal bed.
The bed was covered in life support tubes. A man, emaciated and hollow-eyed, lay lifelessly. He was exactly like Lin Mo once was! A living corpse!
"Be free." Lin Mo touched with his fingertip!
He removed the ventilator for him... "Merciful End (Invalid Sample), gained Brain Quantum: 10 points."
"Current Brain Quantum: 2210 / 1000"
Lin Mo's eyes showed no emotion.
The next room.
The same situation.
Ending the suffering.
And the next... thirteen rooms! Thirteen living corpse specimens!
Clearing them out like a machine!
When the last wisp of faint light merged.
"Current Brain Quantum: 2340 / 1000"
"Conditions met! Ghost Servant: Dong Xiaowan can be unlocked! Cost: 1000 Brain Quantum!"
"Unlock!"
Buzz—!
A soft yet profound azure light suddenly bloomed from Lin Mo's brow!
Light and shadow swirled! Condensing into a blurry human figure before him!
Slender! Graceful! With an ancient charm!
The light and shadow instantly solidified!
A peerless beauty in a sky-blue embroidered qipao!
Skin as white as snow! Eyebrows like distant mountains with a hint of melancholy! Eyes like autumn water filled with sorrow! Exquisitely beautiful! With a mournful elegance like the misty rain of Jiangnan.
It was—Dong Xiaowan!
"Young Master—!" As soon as she materialized, her limpid, autumn-water eyes instantly locked onto Lin Mo!
Without any hesitation!
She pounced like a swallow returning to its nest! Burying herself in Lin Mo's broad, blood-stained but fiery hot chest!
Her slender arms tightly wrapped around Lin Mo's waist! Holding him so tightly! As if she wanted to melt into his body!
Her face buried in his neck, she greedily inhaled his real scent! Warm tears instantly wet his blood-stained skin.
"Wuwuwu... Young Master! You don't know... Dong Xiaowan was in your sea of consciousness... couldn't feel your vitality... couldn't feel your heartbeat... Dong Xiaowan was so scared... scared that you really... really..."
Her voice was choked with sobs, fragile enough to break one's heart.
Just then—
Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—!!!
A sharp, ear-splitting alarm that tore through the air!
Instantly exploded wildly in the metal corridor!
Like the horn of hell! Red lights flashed madly! Staining the cold metal walls blood red!
Da da da da da—!!!
Intense gunfire, like popping beans! Ranged wildly from around the corner of the corridor!
Over a dozen well-equipped armed individuals, wearing pitch-black gas masks, heavy black combat suits, and carrying standard submachine guns!
Like venomous snakes emerging from their lairs!
Rushed out from the corner like lightning!
Cold muzzles! Instantly locked onto the figure Lin Mo was holding in the void at the end of the corridor!
No warning whatsoever! Their killing intent was absolute!
Bullets rained down like a storm! Tearing through the air! Burning trajectories wove into a destructive net of fire!
To utterly tear apart Lin Mo and Dong Xiaowan in his arms!
"Hm?" Lin Mo's brow furrowed slightly! Killing intent surged! What kind of ghost place was this? And it even hid an army?!
He lowered his head.
His large hand gently stroked Dong Xiaowan's soft, dark hair.
His movements carried a rare gentleness.
But his tone was bone-chilling:
"Don't be afraid. From now on... we won't be separated."
His gaze lifted, looking at the armed individuals spitting out flames of death, as if looking at a group of noisy insects.
"Look. Road-blocking ants."
"Dong Xiaowan. Clean them up."
"As my Lord commands!" The Dong Xiaowan who was just a second ago delicately sobbing, pitiful to behold!
Suddenly lifted her head from Lin Mo's embrace!
"Those who block Young Master's path... die!!!"
Her slender, jade-like finger suddenly flicked forward!
Swish swish swish—!
Countless golden-yellow, thin paper slips, like sacrificial paper money, surged out from her sleeves and from the void!
Gathering, folding, and combining like lightning!
Instantly!
Dozens of expressionless Paper Men, dressed in paper clothes and wielding snow-white paper sabers and swords! Materialized out of thin air! Blocking the torrent of bullets!
Like a spectral paper wall!
Clang clang clang! Puff puff puff!
Dense bullets struck the Paper Men!
No flesh and blood flew!
Sparks flew wildly!
The Paper Men's bodies shook violently from the impact! Holes appeared! Even tearing! But that thin paper seemed to contain the power of a thousand yin-nether pounds!
It was so hard! Not a single bullet managed to penetrate the Paper Man array and harm Lin Mo or Dong Xiaowan behind it in the slightest!
"Slay!" Dong Xiaowan's red lips parted slightly, uttering a word like an ice shard!
Among the Paper Men, a Paper Guan Gong wielding a giant paper Green Dragon Crescent Blade let out a silent roar! His blade slashed forward fiercely!
Rip—!!!
A paper blade!
It actually tore through the air! Exploding with a visible, pale, chilling nether-qi blade!
Pffft! Pffft! Pffft!
The three armed individuals at the very front, along with their submachine guns and heavy bulletproof vests!
Like hot soup spilled on snow! Were instantly torn apart and sliced by the pale qi blade!
Blood clots! Internal organs! Shattered gun parts! Mixed with thick smoke and a chilling cold! Sprayed all over the ground!
The remaining armed individuals were horrified! Their eyes behind their masks widened to the maximum! As if they had seen the most terrifying nightmare!
"Mon... Monster!!!" "Ghosts! The Paper Men have come to life!!!"
Desperate, collapsing screams had just begun!
The other Paper Warrior moved!
Like phantom ghosts! Fast as lightning! Elusive and eerie!
Snow-white paper sabers and swords! Carrying a nether-chill that could freeze souls! Easily pierced through thick Kevlar!
Stabbing throats! Gouging hearts! Beheading!
Crack! Pffft! Gurgle... The sound of bones breaking! Flesh separating from bone! Heads rolling!
Accompanied by desperate, distorted cries for their parents, echoing wildly in the narrow metal corridor!
An intensely thick smell of blood! Viscous foul blood! Severed limbs!
Instantly transformed this cold, high-tech prison! Into a bloody hell!
As for Lin Mo.
He just stood quietly.
Stepping on the foul blood.
Looking at Dong Xiaowan, who had regained her gentle demeanor, clinging to him like a fawn, as if the bloody massacre just now had nothing to do with her.