Lu Yan had seen others kiss, but he had never practiced it himself. His kiss felt like two pieces of skin pressed together. After a while, he wasn't sure how to proceed.
Tang Xunan blinked, seemingly not recovering from the sudden surprise. Lu Yan grabbed the back of his neck, attempting to sit up from the ground. However, the next moment, he was pinned down, and his mouth was pried open.
Lu Yan used to wonder if Tang Xunan's tongue would cut a layer of flesh, and now he knew it wouldn't. However, Tang Xunan's kiss was too deep and forceful, almost leaving him breathless.
The system began to express frustration, unleashing a string of obscenities: "[Damn, you dog! Let go!! $$$...]"
Tang Xunan emitted a soft hum from his nose, and after listening for a while, Lu Yan finally made out his somewhat muddled words. "Yanyan... likes Yanyan..."
Lu Yan thought for a moment, asking the system, "Is there any surveillance now?"
System: [None. Wait—what do you want to do?! I'm telling you, I don't agree!]
Lu Yan fell silent for a moment. "You're overthinking."
One day, he would have to find a way to format the system's hard drive.
A crack opened in the palm of Lu Yan's hand, and soon, Wang Yu's tongue emerged from it. In that moment, Lu Yan inexplicably felt a faint sense of disdain deep within him.
Tang Xunan had mentioned turning it into a fool last time, and it seemed to remember.
Lu Yan did not absorb this talent, but the parasitic Wang Yu inside him did. This talent allowed him to reduce the degree of mutation by consuming the sources of contamination from others through eating.
According to Lu Yan's observations, Wang Yu not only consumed contamination from human sources but also enjoyed pollutants. And it seemed to enjoy them even more.
At the beginning of their fusion, Lu Yan could feel the white, slender small fish swimming slowly in his blood vessels. But now, he couldn't find any trace of Wang Yu inside his body.
They had merged into true "symbiosis."
Although he didn't like Tang Xunan much, Wang Yu still listened to Lu Yan.
A crack opened in Lu Yan's palm, and in an instant, a large number of white threads emerged, resembling vibrant sea plants. These white lines spread in all directions, infiltrating through the gaps in Tang Xunan's clothes and sticking to him like IV tubes.
The threads gradually changed from white to gold.
Tang Xunan's face wrinkled, especially when the threads penetrated the gap between his dragon wings and shoulder blades, causing the wings to tremble slightly, presumably in pain.
Although the tremor wasn't significant, it inevitably involved these white threads.
Lu Yan couldn't describe this feeling; it was like someone holding onto his pain nerves and starting to perform a complex rope trick.
Lu Yan had to hold his breath, using one hand to prevent Tang Xunan from moving erratically and the other to pinch his neck.
After injecting the special medicine, the body tended to enter a deep sleep state for repair.
The system sneered: "[This is a world where Catyan and Doggon are injured, and only Wang Yu is happy.]"
"Tang Xunan's source of contamination comes from dragon blood. The not fully evolved Black Lizard, brutally disassembled, had its large wings removed and attached to a human's back. The inner emotions at the time of death were filled with aggression, and these emotions were also transferred to Tang Xunan when he lost control."
Lu Yan sensed it and said, "Sweet."
The smell of dragon blood was like thick maple syrup.
Lu Yan liked the contamination source on 07; it tasted like roasted butter, sweet and savory.
As for the contamination source on Shen Qingyang's body, Lu Yan had tasted a bit, but it was a distant memory. After careful recollection, it was similar to the taste of octopus sashimi with a hint of soy sauce and mustard.
Lu Yan felt hungry at an inappropriate time.
The system was shocked: "[Are you hungry? Is that reasonable?]"
Lu Yan's mutation value inevitably began to rise. It hadn't fully recovered from the last time he was kidnapped by 01, and absorbing the contamination source from Tang Xunan's body was more challenging than any attempt he had made before.
Because dragon blood was too thick, Wang Yu took two sips, and the entire fish looked sick, almost vomiting. It slowly retracted the white tentacles.
"Correction, it seems that Wang Yu is not happy either."
Lu Yan's mutation value rose to 416, feeling like fish scales covered many parts of his body.
He lowered his head and looked at the person in his arms. Because of the Dragon Bone talent, Tang Xunan was much heavier than an average person, at least five to six hundred pounds.
If his spiritual power threshold weren't already high, he might have been crushed.
The system asked: "[Do you want to stay with him until he wakes up?]"
Lu Yan thought for a moment and answered, "No."
According to the rules, the visiting time couldn't exceed three hours. It was better not to make things difficult for the staff.
Lu Yan moved him to the bed and covered him with a blanket. When leaving, he casually touched Tang Xunan's tail, and for some reason, the figure of Researcher Bing appeared in his mind.
"If only there were fur," Lu Yan sighed.
The one who escorted him out was Researcher Bing.
Bing was the youngest, and as Ji Wen's direct disciple, he was like a mascot in the research institute.
"Mr. Ditong, welcome to come again," Lu Yan handed him a newly shed golden fish scale.
Bing looked surprised, then a big smile appeared on his face. "Thank you, sir."
The system complained: "[Here we go again, please stop your net-casting behavior!]"
Lu Yan didn't quite understand what the system was talking about.
Sitting in the back compartment, he started asking the system, "How can we change the predetermined future?"
"The future is hard to change."
"When we were at Luochuan Botanical Garden, you didn't say that."
The system fell silent for a moment. "[As long as you're strong enough, it's not impossible. But traditionally, it's the knights and princes who brave thorns and battlefields, not princesses in tall towers wielding swords.]"
Lu Yan rubbed his aching forehead. "Did you think of me as too fragile?"
Moreover, nowadays, movie princesses not only wield swords but also scepters, becoming queens.
"I just don't want you to get hurt..."
"Thanks," Lu Yan asked, "Can I make it in five months?"
The system said, "[It's possible, maybe... Do you want to change your eyes?]"
...
...
At almost the same time, thousands of miles away in the Gran Sea, Shen Qingyang clung to a piece of floating ice. His expression was pale and sickly. Dark tentacles swept up a passing penguin, which had already suffered some pollution, sporting sharp teeth resembling a crocodile and covered with yellow fatty tumors beneath its belly.
As the tentacles tightened, the penguin emitted a mournful cry, quickly turning into jerky, leaving only a layer of skin clinging to its skeleton.
【Talent 17 - Life Absorption】
This allowed Shen Qingyang, with his strong recovery ability, to improve from a near-death state. However, out of the 13 tentacles, only 2 remained functional; the rest were severed, and it was uncertain when they would grow back.
Due to the severe injuries, Shen Qingyang's strength was greatly compromised. Fortunately, he usually operated in shallow waters, so as long as he avoided patrol boats, he wouldn't encounter much danger on the surface.
"Teacher," Shen Qingyang's expression remained calm, "I want power."
He desired strength that wouldn't let anyone trample over him. Shen Qingyang remembered the arrogant face of Subject 01, fueling an indignant fire within him.
Because of 01, Lu Yan was injured. Right before his eyes. The prophet's black robe became tattered: "Your goal is no longer the top scorer in the college entrance examination. I'm pleased about that. But this change seems a bit late... The future has been altered too much. And now, I've lost an eye. I'm uncertain if what I saw in the past still exists."
Lu Yan's final arrow towards the water's surface failed to kill the prophet but struck his eye. While the rest of his body could regenerate, his eye couldn't be restored. The prophet's talent suffered damage, and his view of the already chaotic future became even more unclear.
"However, what surprises me the most..." The face of the prophet in front of Lu Yan turned towards him, "is that you actually know that failure."
Shen Qingyang was puzzled, "What failure?"
"My nominal son, named Lu Yan. That's the name his mother gave him," the prophet slowly spoke, seemingly lost in thought, sitting on the edge of the floating ice without moving.
"Perhaps, we've all been deceived by him," after a long time, the prophet muttered to himself.
Shen Qingyang was bewildered, "Deceived by whom?"
"Lu Yan." The prophet's body trembled, and black blood sprayed from his mouth, neck, and eye sockets, "In my youth, I was a enthusiast of mysticism. At that time, the contamination disease had not been officially recognized. My talent awakened in college. From that day on, I would see It every night. I became like someone with a mental illness... and was persuaded to leave school. Only Ji Wen believed in me at that time. I wanted to prove that I was right.
"I saw him for the first time at the bottom of the sea. He was wrapped in a fleshy ball, like a fruit. I felt that It was summoning me."
"I rescued a baby from the fleshy ball."
"I watched him grow up with hope, but he grew up day by day, so mediocre. He could feel fear, anticipation, love, and hope. I was disappointed because I knew that when he possessed these emotions, he lost the qualification to be a vessel. Most importantly, no matter how I tried to sew those things into his body, his degree of mutation was very low, very low."
The prophet stiffly turned his head to look at Shen Qingyang, "So, I waited for a long time and found a new... vessel..."
Shen Qingyang fell silent for a moment, and the dark tentacles gripped the prophet's neck.
A smile appeared on Shen Qingyang's face, "What did you sew into him? What did you sew in? Teacher, can you tell me in detail?"
The prophet suddenly widened his eyes.
At the Third Research Institute.
Tang Xunan had a dream. In the dream, he was a black dragon in the deep sea, surrounded by ugly and gigantic pollutants, snatching away a golden fish. He didn't remember who he was, but he vaguely felt that the golden fish was crucial. So, like a dog, he paddled to swim, but after a long time, he couldn't catch up with those pollutants, and despair filled his heart.
Then Tang Xunan woke up, and the lights in the room automatically came on.
Tang Xunan touched the corner of his mouth. It hurt a bit because of the small cut from Lu Yan's sharp teeth.
The next moment, he rolled out of bed, pressed the call button, and applied for discharge.
He wanted to see Lu Yan.
Researcher A was awakened in the middle of the night but didn't complain. He diligently collected Tang Xunan's data, suddenly standing up in disbelief in front of the screen.
"Boss!—Boss!"
A holding printed documents, ran to Ji Wen's office.
Ji Wen frowned, "Why so rash?"
A slapped the data sheet onto Ji Wen's desk, "Take a look!"
Tang Xunan's medical examination report.
Ji Wen subconsciously looked at the most important data, the degree of mutation.
Then he took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and put them back on, "Degree of mutation 894? It hasn't been below 90 in centuries. How did he manage that!?"
Honestly, even though he didn't agree with the research methods of the First Research Institute, they did achieve many results that surpassed the outside world under these almost crazy experiments.
But when Tang Xunan's degree of mutation was too high before, they had also sought help from the First Research Institute. Gong Weibin did provide some solutions, such as removing the dragon wings from Tang Xunan...
In theory, removing the source of pollution from the body could indeed reduce the degree of mutation, but Tang Xunan had fused with the dragon wings for nearly a century. If they were removed, he might as well die. So, they gave up.
Over the years, the Third Research Institute had put in a lot of effort to find something that could suppress his degree of mutation.
The current effective medicine had been used on Tang Xunan before, and there was no reason for it to suddenly decrease.
"The only difference in this treatment process is that Lu Yan came. Also, when Tang Xunan was in a highly distorted state, he grabbed Lu Yan's scale." Ji Wen held the pen and unconsciously began to draw symbols on the paper.
—But Lu Yan was not a healing type at all.
"Do you think it's possible to ask Tang Xunan to get back the scale?" Ji Wen pondered.
A stepped back, looking terrified, "Who's going to do that?"
Ji Wen thought for a moment, "Forget it. It's not a bad thing right now... Let's talk about it next time."
After all, in the reports, Delirium's attitude towards the institute had only changed from disgust to caution, and it was far from the point of cooperation.
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