Living Things, Dead Things, and the Underground Laboratory

The old man left quickly and returned just as quickly.

He had actually brought Ye Jinghong with him.

When Ye Jinghong saw me, she first asked whether I was all right, then looked me over from head to toe.

It was obvious that she was genuinely worried about me. The more she acted that way, the guiltier I felt, and the words at my lips became difficult to say rashly.

Ying Gou had already returned to my body. He had not come out earlier, and now he simply lay low inside me. In his words, he did not want to waste breath with the old man. Staying in my body also allowed him to act according to circumstances.

Although the old man had long known of his existence, as long as he did not show himself, he remained a deterrent.

"Do you know who he is?" I asked Ye Jinghong. She was clearly taken aback. "Haven't we met before?"

I said calmly, "He is the system we've often talked about."

At that, I gave a bitter laugh. "Even I never expected him to be that system. It really shocked me. But then he said that I created him, which made it even more unbelievable. I'm very curious—when did I become capable enough to create such a powerful system?"

As I spoke, I watched the changes in Ye Jinghong's expression. I could tell that she had also been surprised to hear that the old man was the system. When I said that the old man had personally claimed I created him, her expression became even more unnatural.

It seemed she really did know something.

"What's wrong?" I asked Ye Jinghong. Only then did she come back to herself. "N-Nothing."

I really wanted to ask whether she had anything to tell me,