Chapter 90
Si Chen thought he had already reached Abyss Language level ten.
But he really couldn’t understand the conversation between the Eternal Life Abyss and the Black Goat.
This most likely wasn’t an issue of intelligence.
Si Chen left the experiment area and asked, “What did you say to it?”
The Eternal Life Abyss made some gestures and said a few words in its childish voice: “I love, mom!”
Si Chen asked patiently, “What else?”
“Mom, love I.” The Eternal Life Abyss replied loudly, “No more.”
Love is a much higher emotion than appetite. Si Chen never thought that one day he would be able to hear “love” added to the Eternal Life Abyss’ vocabulary of “eat, sleep and pain”.
Not to mention that the Eternal Life Abyss unexpectedly had a concept of “I”.
It has gotten smarter.
Si Chen felt that he probably understood why the Black Goat laughed.
They could communicate; so were they the same kind?
Si Chen dug out a piece of paper from the experiment record.
It was the advanced mathematics question that Lin Jiali wrote for him before.
It now took Si Chen another five minutes longer.
“Before, it took me two or three minutes to form a vague plan but now I can’t even understand the question.”
His heart was full of melancholy.
But Si Chen felt that since White King dared to throw him and the heirs into this exam venue together, there should be… a solution, right?
If he fails to pass this postgraduate entrance exam and on top of that, his brain doesn’t work very well anymore, it would be a real shame, wouldn’t it?
He pressed the elevator button.
The elevator was previously stopped at the 11th floor. Now the elevator had gone down; it meant that someone had used it.
Someone must have answered the test questions and gone back.
However, when the transparent elevator slowly rose to his floor, Si Chen’s eyes slowly widened.
The elevator was filled with blood. It looked like a murder scene.
White scales were scattered on its floor. Many of them looked like they’d been forcibly plucked out, with fresh bits of flesh still attached to them.
Si Chen had seen these scales just a few hours ago. Chen Zhizhou’s snake’s tail had been lying very docile on his body. The cold snake scales were soft and delicate.
Si Chen looked shocked.
Fortunately, Chen Zhizhou’s body wasn’t in the elevator.
He hesitated for a moment between going to the 13th floor or going out to take a look at the situation.
In the end, he went with reason and headed to the 13th floor first.
Firstly, if Chen Zhizhou had dealt with the problem, there wouldn’t be any need for Si Chen to go. Like the fruit baskets sent by his colleagues while he was in the hospital; whether it was there or not, mattered little.
Secondly, the blood was still fresh and warm. If Chen Zhizhou hadn’t been able to resolve the problem, Si Chen would just be delivering his head if he goes.
Soon, the elevator stopped at the 13th floor.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
*
[Two hours ago]
Yc atf 5at Mibbg; Olc Aljil kjixfv bea bo atf fifnjabg, offilcu j yla fzmlafv.
Ktf jlg kjr oliifv klat atf rkffa jgbwj bo obbv.
Ktf mflilcu bc atlr oibbg kjr regqglrlcuis tlut.
Olc Aljil’r wbeat kjr kjafglcu qgboerfis. Vtf tjv pera fjafc ygfjxojra yea tfg rabwjmt kjr jigfjvs jmtlcu klat tecufg.
Hunger and sleepiness are desires that probably no creature could resist.
She opened a tube of nutrient solution and downed it into her stomach in one go.
The burning ache in her stomach eased somewhat but didn’t disappear completely.
Lin Jiali frowned. “The negative effect is being amplified here.”
She walked into the laboratory area. After thinking for a couple of seconds, she selectively opened some rooms.
These rooms were ones that she had scanned and felt were relatively safe with low energy fluctuations.
For example, a data storage room.
A yellowed medical file hung on the wall.
There seemed to be a particularly abundant amount of experiment records left in this Space Fold.
Lin Jiali suddenly had a guess. Could someone have arranged it on purpose?
These information had been deliberately left behind to guide them to see the truth.
But this world was already dead. Even the perpetrators might have already turned to dust. Even if they were to know the truth, who could they seek out for a redress to their grievances?
Lin Jiali gave up these unnecessary assumptions and directly took the file pouch.
There was a USB flash drive inside and a change record.
[Regarding the experimental transformation of X-05]
Recorder: Kuafu
“From A to X, this has already been the 24th replication. The previous 23 times have all been failures. It’s a true pity. There is very little left now of the remaining original cells of the first generation Children of God left to me.”
When Lin Jiali saw this line of words, she inevitably had a momentary reaction.
A first generation of the Children of God meant that there was a second generation.
She murmured, “The first generation Children of God should be the generation that saved the world originally. Later, they were killed by Kuafu. Now, he wants to use the same method to recreate the Children of God.”
The result was obvious; Kuafu failed.
After the title page, it was all data records and sketches, occasionally embellished with a few words.
Lin Jiali has never studied biological modification, let alone entered a laboratory. Fortunately, images are a common language.
Her frown never got the chance to smoothen out. “It seems that the same stomach was transplanted to the experimental subjects. If it’s able to bear this organ, then the experiment is considered a success. If it cannot, then it is a failure.”
Lin Jiali turned back and found a few photos.
There were notes on the back of the photo, A-05, F-05, W-05.
Child of God No. 5 looked like a humanoid lizard dragon.
It had a thick and long blood-red tail. There was no skin, the whole body was red, and the distribution of muscles on the body could be seen.
It had a long mouth, which was full of fangs. The separated lips revealed several rows of teeth that were exposed to the air. It looked like the extinct sea overlord Mosasaurus.
In the first photo, No. 5’s lips were punched with steel nails to prevent him from opening his mouth.
The second photo shows the body of No. 5. The ground was covered in blood. No. 5’s limbs and abdomen had been eaten away and only the bones were left. Through the circles of ribs, the stomach, which almost filled the entire chest cavity, was particularly prominent.
The third photo was a group photo.
A man wearing white surgical clothes stood beside No. 5.
There was a smile on his face and an iron chain in his hand; an iron chain attached to No. 5’s muzzle.
No. 5’s head rested meekly on the ground.
With no reference before, Lin Jiali thought that No. 5 was just taller than a human.
But now, she found out how wrong she was. Even with No. 5 lying on the ground, his head was as high as two people.
Lin Jiali finally understood why the ceilings here were so high.
Intuition told Lin Jiali that the man in the photo was Kuafu.
The smile on his face was bright and cruel.
This was the deformed body of a mutated human.
And yet there was a touch of pride in Kuafu’s smile.
On the last page of the experiment record, Kuafu’s handwriting penetrated the back of the paper.
“No. 5’s stomach is a bottomless pit and can swallow a tremendous amount of pollution. The only problem is that the first generation’s peculiar eating habit of eating his own body has persisted in his stomach…”
“The experimental subjects are cannot compare to the first generation. They do not have that extraordinary will and determination to sacrifice their lives. They cannot endure such hunger.”
“——But I don’t have any more stomachs.”
…
…
Lin Jiali felt a chill go down her back. “No wonder humans demanded the execution of the Children of God… Are these things really human?”
She was hungry again. Just half an hour after entering Room 5, Lin Jiali had already drank two bottles of nutrient solution.
She counted the remaining nutrient solution in her backpack.
Because the exam was to last only 14 days, she only brought 30 bottles with her. There were now only 20 left.
But she would need to stay in this exam venue for at least 10 more days.
Even worse was that, while counting, Lin Jiali suddenly heard heavy breathing coming from outside the door.
She turned on scan mode. Separated by a wall, Lin Jiali’s scan revealed nothing.
This was because the isolation metal in the room greatly affected the accuracy of her instruments.
She tightened her grip on Klein Blue.
What was outside the door was not the real Child of God No. 5, just a failed copy.
The reason why this experiment subject had not been destroyed immediately was because it had successfully diverted its appetite away from eating itself to eating others.
It had been standing guard outside Room 5, sleeping and sleeping.
The experiment subject would not leave. For it, aside from itself, the only food was in Room 5.
In there was a shriveled, pink stomach. It was meat and could be eaten.
But now, because of Lin Jiali’s existence, it had awakened.
And it was very hungry.
…
…
Chen Zhizhou got off the elevator and yawned slowly.
Although he was still a little sleepy, his heart was already full of vigilance.
It manifested in his eyes, in the way his dark pupils have turned into vertical slits.
Chen Zhizhou swiped his work badge and entered the experiment area on the 9th floor.
There were many colorful oil paintings hanging along the long corridor.
In contemporary times, art education was an extreme rarity. People all over the world lived under the shadow of the high-dimensional invasion. The artistic fields were as barren as cracked rice fields exposed to the sun.
But Chen Zhizhou was different. He was “born noble.” When he was a child, his mother would take him to the Grand Theater every week to listen to musical performances and go to art galleries to appreciate “the crystallization of aesthetics.” If a ticket to a performance was priced using basic nutritional solutions, it could feed 300,000 people for three days.
Chen Zhizhou could tell that these paintings were all made by the same hand.
The paints on these oil paintings were all good quality but the subject matter was not flattering. It looked like a child’s painting.
The date of painting was marked below each painting, accompanied by a series of numbers.
A-09, D-09, G-09… Except for the first letter, the final two characters were all ‘09’.
Chen Zhizhou took a quick glance. If the person marked it correctly, the time span of these paintings was a full two hundred years.
Chen Zhizhou lamented, “Two hundred years and yet no improvement in his painting skills. It’s quite scary in a sense.”
If ‘09’ pursued art, he must have felt somewhat hopeless.
The subject matters of these paintings were strange. Filled with an unsettling sense of panic. The contents included landscapes, structures and animals… all of which were distorted versions of the familiar.
For example, an animal painting depicted a blood-red lizard. Not quite like a lizard. It lay on the ground with its mouth wide open, almost to 90 degrees. There were several small lizards of other colors in the lizard’s mouth.
These paintings made Chen Zhizhou uncomfortable. They made him feel dizzy and want to sleep.
Chen Zhizhou pinched his palm hard and didn’t even care that it bled.
He couldn’t sleep. If he slept here, he might never wake up.
This gallery was not long.
Soon, Chen Zhizhou reached the end.
He paused for a long time before the last painting.
In this painting, a red giant lay on the yellow ground. There was a sun above its head and in the sun was an open eyeball that looked like it was dripping blood.
Countless thin black lines flowed from the edge of the giant’s body, like winding rivers. It felt like it was flowing out of its body, but also like it was pouring in.
The whole painting was filled with yellow.
The painting had been given a name by the painter.
“Us and Dad.”
The number under the oil painting was X-09.
Chen Zhizhou finally realized what these “09” people were painting.
These were the dreams they had.
Looking at these two, I realize that SC was very lucky 😰. Thanks for the chapter!
Little Abyss how are you so cute!!! Thank God we had you to break up the terrifying 09 and 05 rooms 🤢
Thank you for your translation 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜