Volume 6: Days of Being Zapped in the Lab
Night Vision
Power Outage
The woman’s face was full of disbelief: “What time is it for you to still be in the mood for jokes?”
Lou Jingmo: “…” First day without Shen Maomao, missed her.
The woman shot her a resentful glare, walked straight over, grabbed the man’s arm, and pleaded, “Stop hitting it! You’re going to smash your head open!”
Lou Jingmo: “…” Couldn’t understand. This woman was actually even more clueless than Shen Maomao. The man was clearly not normal, so why did she still dare to approach him directly? Was it because of her so-called trump card?
The man violently flung the woman’s hand away. Head covered in blood, eyes crimson, he stared at her like an emotionless wild beast.
Only then did the woman belatedly feel fear. She took two steps back, weakly asking, “What… what are you doing?”
The man reached out, instantly grabbing her wrist. His mouth opened wide, letting out an inhuman shriek; from Lou Jingmo’s angle, she could even clearly see his throat.
The woman struggled twice but couldn’t break free. She couldn’t help but cast a pleading look towards Lou Jingmo.
Lou Jingmo calmly flipped the newspaper to the other side, looking completely unwilling to move.
The woman shot her another resentful glare and started trying to communicate with the man: “Don’t be like this… Let me go… We’re both experimental subjects, I was trying to save you! If you have grievances, take revenge on those people after we get out… What kind of man picks on a woman like me? And the others nearby, they don’t care about you at all, why single me out!”
Lou Jingmo: “…” She had just been thinking this woman seemed quite kind, wondering why she’d been pulled into the game. Looking at her now, was her way of thinking different from normal people?
As the two struggled, the man let out another loud roar, directly stunning the woman. The next second, a small hand covered in viscous saliva abruptly shot out from his mouth, reaching straight for the woman’s face.
The woman’s eyes widened, too terrified even to scream.
Just as the man’s hand was about to claw her face, Lou Jingmo suddenly acted—pinching a square piece of newspaper, folded neatly after being torn off sometime earlier, between her index and middle fingers. With a flick of her wrist, the newspaper flew out spinning like a throwing star, then sliced off the small hand emerging from the man’s mouth.
A large wave of blood surged from the man’s mouth, spraying directly onto the woman’s face. After falling to the ground, the small hand twitched twice, then rapidly withered into a small segment of tongue, continuously hopping on the floor.
Then came the sound of a gunshot. Experimental Subject Number One was shot in the head, brains and blood flying everywhere. The mix of red and white looked exceptionally disgusting.
It turned out those things on the ceiling of the glass room weren’t cameras, but several loaded laser guns!
Lou Jingmo stepped onto the coffee table; losing its balance, it instantly tilted up in front of her, blocking the splattering red and white matter.
The woman was drenched head to toe in blood. She was far less terrified than when she had been grabbed earlier. Instead, she walked into the bathroom, muttering, and slammed the door heavily shut.
Lou Jingmo hooked the left corner of her mouth into a slight smirk.
This woman was interesting, completely different from what she had initially thought.
The metallic tang of blood spread through the glass room. The white coats acted as if they couldn’t see it. A life had vanished in the blink of an eye, yet no one showed any regret for him.
In a laboratory like this, life was just that cheap. Whether one person died or ten, in their eyes, there was no difference.
Lou Jingmo, expressionless, continued to lie on the only clean spot on the sofa. Subjects Number Two, Three, and Four acted as if they couldn’t see the tragic scene behind them, nor hear any sound, numbly keeping busy with their own affairs.
Not long after, the woman returned, shivering uncontrollably as if she had just jumped into a river.
She hugged her arms, trembling, and stood before Lou Jingmo, dripping water from head to toe. Her hair was plastered to her face in strands, resembling a drenched, vengeful water ghost.
The woman demanded, “Why didn’t you act sooner?”
Lou Jingmo: “????”
The woman scoffed coldly, “Made me get all dirty because of him!”
Then she let out a long sigh, “It’s all your fault. Now the room’s such a mess, how can anyone stay here!”
Lou Jingmo frowned.
She had never been a particularly good-tempered person, and at this moment, all her patience had run out.
“Shut up,” Lou Jingmo said, slowly and methodically starting to fold the other half of the newspaper, speaking without a shred of tenderness for the fairer sex.
The woman glanced fearfully at the already withered tongue on the floor and dared not speak anymore.
The piercing sound of alarms filled the air. Shen Maomao, clutching Little Ancestor, ran for her life.
She estimated she had probably become the experimental base’s number one wanted criminal, because not only had she abducted their experimental subject, she had also tried to coerce their staff.
Squad after squad of guards arrived, searching the corridors for her position. Each held a tablet; even if they couldn’t see her figure, they could locate her position based on the camera feeds displayed on the tablets.
So Shen Maomao could only keep moving constantly, continuously changing her position, exhausted like a dog.
Little Ancestor had thought all along that the guards were playing a game with him. Perched on Shen Maomao’s head, he grandly directed the landscape, commanding her to run around everywhere like a headless fly. As it turned out, this chaotic running actually led her to find some useful things—like an elevator card, like a series of door cards for who-knows-what doors.
Perhaps the person in charge of the base hadn’t expected an experimental subject to target the door cards. And, to prevent experimental personnel from opening the wrong doors, the cards she had obtained previously all had labels stuck on them, which was why she could so easily use the door cards to wander all over the base.
At that time, Little Ancestor had directed her to a heavily guarded large door. With the speed of lightning before one could even cover their ears, he knocked out the several guards at the entrance, then violently broke open the main door and rushed into the room.
Shen Maomao was like a useless salted fish, basically relying entirely on Little Ancestor’s violent demolition work, as he stuffed all the door cards into her hands.
It was also at this time that Shen Maomao learned that the thing dragging her along, allowing her to “travel eighty thousand li a day while sitting on the ground”1, was actually Little Ancestor’s umbilical cord—an umbilical cord extending from his navel, with a small hand attached to the end.
Shen Maomao could only shiver uncontrollably.
Time flew by rapidly amidst hiding here and there. The moment the bell rang, Shen Maomao realized she hadn’t seen any guards for a long time.
Today had actually passed so quickly?! And she hadn’t managed to return to the cage yet.
However, ever since she started holding Little Ancestor, she had never again felt that scalp-tingling death stare outside. Wandering around the base last night hadn’t caused any trouble either. It seemed she was now in an invincible state.
The five-minute bell finished ringing. Shen Maomao stood there safe and sound, having suffered no attacks, nor feeling any discomfort.
The metal walls of the corridor reflected the ghastly white light. She took two steps forward and clearly heard the echo of her own footsteps.
“Ya…” Little Ancestor’s voice lowered, seemingly also sensing the abnormality of the current surroundings.
It was too… quiet.
The entire experimental base seemed to have turned into a giant graveyard. Apart from her, the only living person, it was filled with corpses quietly mutating beneath their tombs.
She felt an urgent need to make some noise, so she quickened her pace and started running down the corridor, wanting to find Lou Jingmo, preferably to let her out first.
As she ran through one corridor, used a door card to open a large door, and stepped into a new area, all the incandescent light bulbs suddenly emitted a strong electrical buzzing sound, then exploded in the next second. Glass fragments rained down with a crash.
Shen Maomao was startled. She hugged Little Ancestor with one arm and shielded her head with the other, retreating to a slightly safer position. The entire corridor instantly plunged into darkness. She twitched her nose and smelled the scent of burnt rubber.
Only when she could no longer hear the sound of glass fragments falling did Shen Maomao open her eyes. The moment she opened them, she realized something was wrong—although it was pitch black all around, she could easily see her surroundings clearly.
She looked down and saw sheets of glass fragments on the floor; she looked up and could still see the electrical wires exposed due to the burst light tubes.
Shen Maomao touched her own eyes in surprise: “Did I awaken some kind of special ability?” Her power-up2 finally got renewed!
Little Ancestor rubbed his chubby little face against hers. Shen Maomao was surprised to find that he wasn’t cold anymore!
She held Little Ancestor under his armpits with both hands and lifted him up. Her hands made direct contact with his skin, yet the situation from before, where she was nearly frostbitten by him, didn’t happen again.
Little Ancestor kicked his little feet happily, his red eyes emitting a red glow outwards.
Shen Maomao tucked him haphazardly into her arms, then valiantly and spiritedly picked a direction and started walking forward.
The entire experimental base seemed to have lost power; it was pitch black everywhere. But this didn’t affect her confidence in the slightest. Her superpower had awakened. She was no longer the Shen Xiaomao of the past; the her of now was Niohuru3 Mao!
—Then Niohuru Mao proceeded to walk in circles in the same place at least three times.
Shen Maomao: “…” Forget it, giving up treatment4.
She held Little Ancestor up: “Baby? Can you see if you can find where that jiejie from before is? Please?”
Little Ancestor stared at her with wide eyes, not speaking.
Shen Maomao upped the ante: “After finding jiejie, we can play fly high-high together, okay?”
Little Ancestor still didn’t speak.
Shen Maomao gritted her teeth: “I’ll spin you around three more times!”
Little Ancestor laughed out loud, pointing in a direction with his small, short hand: “Yaya~”
Shen Maomao first fulfilled one-third of the promise, holding him and spinning around once, then carried him off in that direction.
She hadn’t gone far before the nearby environment started to look familiar. After walking just a couple more steps, she saw the cafeteria.
From here on, she didn’t need Little Ancestor to point the way. Shen Maomao hugged him and rushed tseng tseng tseng5 towards B Laboratory.
She also had the door card for B Laboratory, but only after taking the card out did she realize—no power.
Real tears were shed.
She tried knocking on the door: “Hello? Is this door soundproof?”
A cluster of red eyes flashed past on the ground, but Shen Maomao didn’t notice.
Knocking yielded no response. She tried again to see if she could pull the door open. After trying, she realized she had thought far too highly of herself.
Now that things had come to this, she could indeed only resort to asking Little Ancestor for help.
She lifted Little Ancestor up again. Just as she was about to say something, she sensed some movement from inside the large door.
Danger alarms blared loudly in Shen Maomao’s mind. She hastily dodged to the side.
The next second, the two large doors flew past her arm.
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