183: Chapter Identification, 009

Su Wuming, who was just about to turn around to call for someone, stiffened, and at the same time, the aura that had previously disappeared suddenly reappeared at this moment.

Not only did it reappear, but this time the feeling it gave him was somewhat similar to facing that Shadow Lord, though the aura was much weaker than the opponent.

He turned to look at the burly man, and the moment their eyes met, that inexplicable sense of familiarity swept over him.

"My name is Su Wuming. What's your name? Were you captured by the Military Department?"

Su Wuming asked directly. The burly man's body trembled, and after a moment of silence, he nodded.

"My name is Zhu Jianhua, and I am indeed currently in a cage!"

"Zhu Jianhua?"

Su Wuming frowned. He seemed to have heard this name somewhere before.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and his eyes widened sharply, "You are Zhu Jianhua, the one who wiped out the Wei Family overnight?"

This matter might forever remain an unsolved mystery for ordinary people, but for Su Wuming, knowing about it was not difficult.

Although the Military Department had ordered a blockade (blockade), there were quite a few people who saw Prince Wuan take action that night.

The name Zhu Jianhua was merely a guess by some. Now hearing this name, how could Su Wuming not figure it out?

Zhu Jianhua's reaction, however, was very calm, though a hint of monstrous killing intent flashed in his eyes, "Unfortunately, there are still some people from that group of beasts' Family who didn't die."

Su Wuming's pupils contracted upon hearing this, "Weren't you captured by Prince Wuan? How can you still know about the outside situation?"

"They did capture me, but I still have a part of my body outside."

Zhu Jianhua's voice was slightly hoarse, "But the time I am conscious is too short. To avoid being discovered, that part of my body is currently still dormant.

I can only go out hunting occasionally when I am conscious, plundering some flesh and blood to recover my strength."

Su Wuming listened and fell into contemplation. From the time the Wei Family incident occurred in the White Tiger District, he knew that Zhu Jianhua's sequence was earlier than his, possibly Number 009, mentioned by the Shadow Lord.

"What is your sequence number?"

Su Wuming asked directly. He needed to confirm the other party's identity now.

"Sequence number?"

A look of confusion appeared on the muscular man's face, but it was quickly replaced by pain, as if he was enduring unimaginable suffering.

"I don't know what you are... saying, but please help... help me."

"No sequence number? Did I guess wrong?"

Su Wuming frowned, but then thinking about it, he didn't dwell on it. At least that familiar aura couldn't be wrong.

"How can I help you?"

"Help me suppress this body, otherwise I will fall into madness again!"

Zhu Jianhua's voice was already accompanied by some roars, as if in the next second he would turn into a monster that only knew how to devour flesh and blood, like the previous test subjects.

Su Wuming didn't dare to be careless and quickly mixed a few more bottles of medicine, feeding them all into the burly man's mouth. Only then did his face, which had become slightly contorted from pain, relax.

"Thank you!"

"What is your current situation?"

Looking at his current state, Su Wuming was full of doubts, "Can't you control them?"

"Control them?"

Zhu Jianhua revealed a hint of a smile, "Let alone them, I can't even control myself."

"Then you are currently?"

"I owe this to you. If you hadn't suppressed the frenzy in this piece of flesh, I wouldn't have been able to sense your presence."

"Can you tell me specifically about your situation?"

Su Wuming became more and more confused as he listened. Even his brain, which was comparable to a supercomputer, couldn't figure out any connection.

Zhu Jianhua looked at the three Flesh Apostles beside him, who had lost all their skin, exposing their flesh and blood, and were still frantically tearing at themselves. A bloody glint flashed in his eyes.

In the next moment, the three Flesh Apostles instantly quieted down and even looked at Zhu Jianhua's direction with fear, like docile kittens.

This scene greatly shocked Su Wuming. One must know that even he had used many methods and couldn't achieve this.

"I can feel that there are many more of my Flesh Apostles here. Are you seemingly conducting some kind of experiment?"

"Yes, the research institute in the building hopes to develop a medicine that can strengthen the human body through your flesh and blood."

Su Wuming did not hide anything. Vaguely, he seemed to have guessed something.

As expected, Zhu Jianhua's subsequent answer stunned Su Wuming, making him open his mouth wide.

"The 본체 (main body)'s instincts and subconscious are full of bloodlust and killing. Do they think they can suppress it with their caliber?"

Zhu Jianhua said all this very calmly, as if telling someone else's story, "Back then, even I myself almost became a monster that only knew bloodlust and killing. Thanks to Master, I was able to barely suppress it for a while."

Speaking of this, the burly man's face was full of gratitude, and tears even welled up in his crimson eyes.

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the chance to personally kill my enemies. Even this time, it's because that instinct was slightly suppressed, and I was able to talk to you by suppressing the nature of this body through my subconscious."

"Master?"

Su Wuming, who had been listening with a serious expression, his eyes lit up, "Is it the one wearing a white smiling face mask?"

"Yes, have you seen Him?"

Zhu Jianhua calmed down and nodded slightly, "Right, no wonder I can feel a familiar aura from you."

Su Wuming was now basically certain that the Zhu Jianhua in front of him was Number 009, just that he didn't know or had forgotten his number for some reason.

"You and I are the same kind of people, or rather, we are the same kind of people. Besides you and me, there are some other existences that were created by that one."

Su Wuming looked at Zhu Jianhua in front of him with great seriousness, already preparing to befriend him.

He also knew something about the situation of the other party's wife and children. Befriending such a person was definitely not a bad thing.

Adding flowers to the brocade is far less impressive than sending charcoal in the snow. Now was his time to send charcoal.

"You mean the current state of these Flesh Apostles is due to your main body?"

Zhu Jianhua didn't expect Su Wuming's topic to jump so much. He still wanted to ask about the sequence and those existences.

However, since the other party had spoken, he had no choice but to answer truthfully.

"That is only a part of the reason. The main reason is that these people's souls were crushed by the bloodthirsty and crazy instinct in the flesh, which is why they are in this state now."

Zhu Jianhua paused and added, "There are still the former methods of that one within my main body, which can slowly devour these bloodthirsty and crazy instincts.

So occasionally I can also recover some sanity. When I recover sanity, the bloodthirsty madness in the flesh that has been removed will be greatly reduced, and the probability of absorption will greatly increase."

"How do you know?"

"I saw it with my own eyes. Now there are seven or eight people in the Martial General Realm on the Military Department's side who have succeeded. Their physical strength has doubled or tripled!"

"What!"

Su Wuming's eyes widened, looking at Zhu Jianhua with some disbelief, "Your flesh and blood can improve so much?"