22: Chapter 22 Jiang Jin: I think you guys are perfect to be my lab rats!

"Brother Dazhuang, are you sure this place has a luxury car? This courtyard looks so dilapidated."

"Of course there is! When I rode my motorcycle past here this evening, I saw someone driving a luxury car into this place!"

"There are only two of us; won't we get caught if we climb in like this?"

"What are you afraid of!"

"Don't we both have knives in our hands? If the people inside wake up, we'll just use the knives to take care of them!"

At the corner of the wall outside the courtyard, a fat-faced man with a fierce expression and an Azure Dragon tattoo on his arm was sternly instructing the somewhat scrawny young man beside him.

The scrawny young man was a bit timid, his hand gripping the short knife trembling slightly. "What if we kill someone?"

"I say, Skinny Monkey, why are you such a coward?"

The tattooed man patted the scrawny young man's face, feeling a mix of frustration and disappointment, and lowered his voice:

"You and I are both fugitives wanted by the police!

We've been hiding in the mountains for almost half a year!

If we don't get some money soon, let alone 'cigarette' money, we won't even be able to afford food!"

"Do you think we can still be law-abiding citizens? Have you forgotten who strangled that girl at the nightclub??"

Upon hearing this, Skinny Monkey's eyes filled with a bloodthirsty aura, his body trembling uncontrollably for a few moments, and he hissed in a hoarse voice:

"Brother Dazhuang, I'll listen to you!

We're just looking for money; if this household doesn't know what's good for them, don't blame my knife for being blind!

Killing one is killing, and killing two is also killing. Anyway, we're already like this, what else is there to fear?!"

"Hey, that's more like it!"

The tattooed man put his arm around Skinny Monkey's shoulder, very satisfied, and whispered like a devil:

"After we finish this job, we'll leave this place!"

"Leave here? Brother Dazhuang, where are we going?"

"To the southwest, to find an opportunity to smuggle ourselves abroad!"

"Okay! Brother Dazhuang, I'll listen to you!"

The two finished their secret discussion, stepped on a few loose stones, and quickly climbed over the wall into the courtyard.

"Just as expected—!"

As soon as they entered, they saw the black off-road vehicle parked by the pavilion!

"My god, this is a top-spec Defender worth over a million!"

Skinny Monkey trotted to the vehicle, examined it carefully by the moonlight, and almost screamed in surprise. "Rich! This household is really too rich!!"

The tattooed man also walked over quickly, his surprised eyes filled with greed. He had seen the world in the city, but he hadn't seen such top-tier off-road vehicles many times, let alone in the countryside.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Seeing Skinny Monkey take out some tools like hammers from a cloth bag and prepare to smash the car window, the tattooed man slapped him and scolded with a laugh:

"You really are wasteful. How much money can you steal by smashing a window?"

"Let's go, let's tie up the residents, extort some money, get the car keys, and drive the Defender away directly!"

The tattooed man changed his mind, gripped his short knife with a fierce expression, and dragged Skinny Monkey toward the bedroom door.

"Huh? This household is really bold, not locking the door in the middle of the night?!"

The two had originally planned how to violently break open the door, but when they got close, they discovered that the bedroom door was actually left ajar!

Creak—without any hesitation, the two held their short knives, gently pushed the door open, and sneaked inside.

"Hmm? Why is no one here?"

"Brother Dazhuang, this thin blanket is still warm. Could the resident have escaped?"

"Escaped? That's impossible!"

The tattooed man's fat face wrinkled, and he said suspiciously: "We only climbed over the wall two minutes ago; how could the resident have received news in advance and escaped? They must still be in the room. Don't miss any corners; search carefully!"

"Are you looking for me?"

But just as the two were about to take action, the bedroom headlamp suddenly turned on!

A young man was sitting in front of the computer desk, looking at them with a smirk.

"...You! When did you sit there? Why didn't I see you just now?!"

Facing Jiang Jin's sudden appearance, both men were shocked, gripping their short knives and pointing them straight at him!

"This is my home, of course I've been here all along,"

A playful smile appeared in Jiang Jin's eyes: "As for you two, not sleeping in the middle of the night, sneaking around here—what do you want?"

"...You kid have some guts!"

Seeing Jiang Jin's calm and playful demeanor, the tattooed man became unsettled, his expression fierce:

"Can't you see we're here to rob you!"

"Right! We're here to... to rob you!"

Skinny Monkey toughened up and shouted at Jiang Jin: "Kid, if you know what's good for you, hurry up and hand over the money and car keys!"

"Otherwise, hehe—we'll take off one of your legs!!"

"Heh, you two really are a pair of Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick, running over in the middle of the night to deliver experimental consumables to me."

"Experimental consumables? What the hell are you talking about!"

"Hurry up and hand over all your money, or I'll chop off one of your fingers first!"

The tattooed man was getting impatient and raised his short knife, looking like he was really going to chop off Jiang Jin's finger.

But just as he was about to take a step forward, a hazy mist of light suddenly enveloped the two of them!

By the time they realized what was happening in terror, they found themselves in a mysterious, unknown world!

"Make sure not to starve to death; I still need to keep them as consumables for Spiritual Qi experiments..."

When his consciousness perceived the two of them in a panic on the Origin Continent, Jiang Jin got up, grabbed a few bags of dried noodles from the kitchen, and threw them at the foot of the pasture where they were sealed.

After doing this, he went back to the bedroom to sleep.

He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, wondering why people kept coming to his door to deliver "consumables" every few days. They were all "good people," and he couldn't let their "good intentions" go to waste...

The night passed silently. The next day dawned. After Jiang Jin got up, washed, and finished breakfast, he lay on a rocking chair and let his consciousness enter the Singularity Universe.

"Br... Brother Dazhuang, aren't you going to eat any more?"

"Eat, eat, eat! All day long it's either eating raw grass roots or raw, slimy green bugs! When will I be able to eat a hot meal again! If this keeps up, I'm afraid I'm going to break down!"

In the south of the continent. Inside a small sealed circle wrapped in a crystal screen. The tattooed man was in rags, his body dirty and limp as he lay on the grass, staring blankly at the small sun in the sky, muttering confusedly from time to time.

Hearing this, Skinny Monkey withdrew his palm, put a caterpillar half a finger long into his mouth, and as he chewed, green juice oozed out in his mouth.

Unlike the tattooed man, Skinny Monkey seemed quite satisfied: "I feel like this place is pretty good, much better than that cave we were hiding in back then. Although I don't know where this is, the taste of these bugs all over the ground... it's truly unique, far beyond anything I've known before."

While chewing, Skinny Monkey tore out half of the hard caterpillar head from his mouth, pinched it in his hand, looked it over, and then said thoughtfully: "Brother Dazhuang, we've been here for almost fifty days. Haven't you noticed a problem?"

"What problem?"

The tattooed man was like a salted fish, lying motionless on the grass, responding blankly.

"Except for the first few days when we had raw dried noodles to gnaw on, we've only been eating bugs and grass roots since. But strangely, we haven't gotten sick! And look, neither of us looks sallow or thin; our physiques are actually very robust!"

"Furthermore, I have a feeling that the strength of my body is much greater than before!"

"...Yeah! We only eat a few bugs and a dozen grass roots a day, how have we not starved to death?!"

The tattooed man had originally lost interest in the future, but upon hearing Skinny Monkey's words, he "sprung" up from the grass, his eyes filled with surprise and confusion! If Skinny Monkey hadn't reminded him, he would have forgotten this point!