mtl008 Chapter 121 Collapse
Chapter 121 Collapse
The scenes kept changing, with Charles and Jennifer becoming each other's salvation, spending every day together.
Every time Charles broke down and was thrown into the room like a piece of trash, Jennifer would stay with him.
Every time Jennifer came back injured, Charles would come to accompany her, sing with her, and look forward to tomorrow together.
I don’t know how long it took, but the crazy old man disappeared from the room.
One day, Jennifer returned to the empty room as usual, waited for the guard to leave, and walked over to Charles.
"Charles, look what this is!"
Jennifer held a piece of paper, a glass bottle and a pen in her hands.
Charles looked at what was in Jennifer's hand with a curious expression.
"Do you still remember my abilities?"
As she spoke, the bottle in Jennifer's hand suddenly appeared two meters away.
Jennifer beckoned again, and the bottle reappeared in her hand.
"How is it? Is it powerful?"
"Great!"
Charles nodded. Jennifer's ability allowed her to control objects to move instantly, making it look like she was taking things from the air.
"My abilities seem to have gotten stronger recently. I can now control objects to teleport without touching them."
"What are you going to do?"
Jennifer smiled and said to Charles, "Do you know about the message in a bottle? If we put this map in a glass bottle, someone will come and we will be saved."
Charles smiled when he heard this and praised Jennifer, "Jennifer is indeed reliable!"
"of course!"
Jennifer put her hands on her hips, looking very proud.
"Now we have to write something to attract talent. What do you think we should write?"
Jennifer held the pen and was in distress.
"A treasure map? No, it's too ordinary."
Charles suddenly said, "Write the lyrics. The lyrics for 'Fantasy Paradise'."
"Yes, Fantasyland, what an attractive place. If such a place really exists, I will definitely hold a grand concert!"
There seemed to be stars twinkling in Jennifer's eyes, and her eyes were full of anticipation.
"Then I'll be your dance partner!"
Charles added.
"Hahahahaha!"
Jennifer suddenly started laughing, leaving Charles confused.
"Charles, do you like me?"
Jennifer put her face in front of Charles's and watched his face turn from pale to crimson.
“I…I…am right!”
Charles' answer made Jennifer stunned and a little at a loss.
"I love you, just like Dad loves Mom!"
Charles shouted in a weak voice.
Jennifer sat down next to Charles and spoke slowly: “Dad Charles, Mom Jennifer, that sounds great!
Charles's blush faded when he heard this, and he added, "We'll have another child. Let's call him A Ping. He's our hope."
Charles picked up the glass bottle and waved it in front of Jennifer.
Jennifer picked up a pen and wrote the lyrics on the back of the map, then mobilized her fruit ability to teleport the glass bottle away.
After teleporting the message in the bottle far away, Jennifer slid down the wall weakly.
"Come on, A Ping."
A small drifting bottle, carrying the hopes of two people, rushes to the sea.
…………
The scene changed again. The fat man with the dull eyes had disappeared. Only Charles was sitting alone in a corner of the room.
"Jennifer, come back soon."
Charles' body was visibly thinner, and he muttered in a low voice.
Just then, an old man in a white coat walked in, grabbed Charles' collar and dragged him out.
"Every one of them is trash. Just let them all die. It's a waste of all my efforts. Trash! Bugs!"
Charles' pupils shrank sharply, and he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Where's Jennifer? What happened to her?"
"Depend on!"
The old man was startled and threw Charles to the ground.
"What Jennifer? The Experiment Number Four? She's even more useless than you, dying so soon, and yet you let me study her like this?"
The old man suddenly got angry, as if Jennifer's death had only brought him loss of profit.
Charles held his head in disbelief, his eyes wide open, scarlet bloodshot covering his eyeballs, and shouted at the old man in pain.
"Jennifer is dead!"
"She's dead!"
A large number of illusions began to appear around Charles, flashing one after another, and he was on the verge of collapse.
"Shit! Damn it!"
The old man took out a pair of seastone handcuffs and handcuffed the collapsed Charles.
"Scared me!"
The old man kicked Charles. Without the ability of the fruit, Charles was just Yu Ge's malnourished child.
The scene changed again. Charles was already in the nutrient chamber, and several staff members were recording data.
"Overdose of drugs. Subject No. 3 has died and become a vegetable."
"It doesn't matter, as long as you're not brain dead, keep injecting the medicine!"
The old man waved his hand nonchalantly and gave instructions to his men.
"It is speculated that drugs may induce multiple consciousnesses and lead to schizophrenia!"
"Okay, I'd like to see the effect of schizophrenia on the Illusion Fruit!"
The old man excitedly directed the staff to inject medicine into Charles' nutrient solution.
After an unknown amount of time, a staff member said, "Subject No. 3's numerous personalities have merged with one another, and he's completely brain dead!"
"Waste! Waste! Don't get me into trouble!"
The old man angrily started smashing the instruments, and a red alarm sounded in the laboratory.
"Go, leave quickly, or Satan will kill me!"
The old man suddenly thought of something and shouted to the others, "Pack up your things and leave quickly, or Saint Satan will not let you go. Hurry!"
The other staff members looked at each other for a while and chose to do as the old man said, but just as they were packing up, several staff members suddenly took action.
"Dr. O'Ily, you have no need to live!"
Dr. O'Iley collapsed to the ground, pointed at a few people, and said tremblingly: "You, why did you betray me!"
"Betrayal? We were originally members of CP0."
One of the CP agents said disdainfully.
"You can't kill me. Without me, you definitely can't research the awakening of the superhuman system!"
Dr. O'Ily wanted to struggle, but the CP people ignored him and pierced his heart with a finger gun.
"Kill the other staff members, take the experimental materials, and then burn them!"
One of the CP agents ordered.
Blood flowed all over the ground, and a fire took away all the evil. Charles watched all this silently in the nutrient chamber.
The scene changed again. The laboratory had disappeared. All that stood before Cohen and the others were the ashes left by the fire and Charles curled up in the nutrient chamber.