After mulling over whether college life was actually any good,
Shen Jin decided it was better to play it safe.
The zombie outbreak had happened right at the start of the school term. There had to be an ocean of zombies on campus.
There was no need to fish chestnuts out of the fire. That "Kind Auntie" from before had been pretty good.
Thinking of her filled Shen Jin's mind with...
Ahem, if he got the chance another day, he could observe things from a different angle. If it was not a trap, Shen Jin was willing to make whatever chicken-sized contribution he could toward the continuation of humanity.
"That guy with the weird thought process from yesterday should know when to back off by now, right?"
Watching the "trap room" below through the surveillance feed, Shen Jin immediately felt awful.
Yang Ao was lying on the bed as if nothing had happened, drinking the Bottled Water in the room and eating the Compressed Biscuits he had brought with him.
He was enjoying breakfast with a perfectly natural expression.
"You really don't treat yourself like an outsider!"
To make the room look like the one where he streamed, Shen Jin had deliberately put in a table, chairs, and a bed, with Bottled Water on the table.
And this brat had made use of every last thing!
After finishing breakfast, Yang Ao got out of bed and stretched his legs. They no longer hurt as piercingly as they had yesterday, so his bones were probably fine.
He blinked, then began staring at the camera.
The two locked eyes through the air.
After a while,
Shen Jin could not hold back anymore and turned on the speakers. "How did you know I was watching you?"
Yang Ao jumped in fright.
"Fuck, you scared the hell out of me. Can you give me a warning before you start talking? Wait, what did you say I knew?"
Shen Jin's teeth ached. So this guy had been spacing out just now?
"Never mind. Finish the Bottled Water and get out of here."
How could Yang Ao let the conversation end so soon? Only that one pack of biscuits remained. If the mysterious person really refused to take him in, he would have to go out and look for food.
"Hey, don't! Big bro, just take me in! There's nothing wrong with my brain, I swear!"
Shen Jin was deeply skeptical. "Good grief, that whole round of deductions yesterday nearly sent me to my grave."
"I was careless yesterday." Yang Ao looked thoroughly embarrassed. Seeing Shen Jin was about to mute him again, he hurriedly said,
"But I know a place where you could get a huge boost, if you can make it there! It has my father's team's latest research results!"
"Oh? Let's hear it." As Shen Jin chatted with Yang Ao, he saw through the surveillance feed that Li Moxiao had gotten up in the basement, then...
She rummaged through boxes and cabinets, pacing in hungry circles.
┑( ̄Д ̄)┍, no way, officer?
She wanted food the moment she opened her eyes. Even pig farmers did not feed their pigs this often!
Although Yang Ao's imagination sometimes ran wild, his logical ability was still fairly strong. After what had happened yesterday, he had figured things out before leaving the mysterious villa.
Otherwise, he would not have chosen to come back.
The mysterious person definitely did not lack food or drink and was extremely powerful.
Oh, no! It should be a mysterious team. There was definitely more than one person here.
It would have been completely impossible for one person to finish the pit trap, projections, loudspeakers, and omnipresent cameras within three months of the apocalypse!
Unless they had anticipated the apocalypse beforehand. That would be terrifying.
And why make all these arrangements? To guard against other people!
If they could not even fill their stomachs, they would have neither the strength nor the time to set up all this. That proved the mysterious team had no shortage of food and drink.
This had to be the private residence of some important figure, possibly even storing huge quantities of survival supplies!
Therefore!
If it was a capable team, joining them would surely let him live longer. And if they were mysterious people who had anticipated the apocalypse, they were even more worthy of his following.
He had to demonstrate his value and make them need him.
Hearing that the mysterious person was interested, Yang Ao was delighted.
"My father is Yang Tianyao, chairman of Future Human Pharmaceuticals. His company's latest research result is the 'Gene Serum.' It can greatly improve all aspects of human physical ability. Although it has not been publicly announced yet, it has already passed clinical trials and gained the approval of the government and military!"
Shen Jin was shocked. "So your father developed this serum, and it caused the worldwide disaster? That laboratory isn't called Umbrella, is it?"
"Ahem. Big bro, your imagination isn't bad either." Yang Ao choked, sensing the aura of a kindred spirit.
"This serum can be safely used by humans. Military personnel have already used it experimentally, with good results. After taking it, it improves humans at the genetic level and optimizes bodily structure, granting greater computing power, attack power, resistance to blows, agility, and other abilities.
My father calls it 'Gene Optimization Serum 1.0.'
If the zombie virus had not suddenly struck, I would have gone to get this serum two months ago. And the materials for it are extremely precious. After the military took part of it, only two vials remained."
Gene Optimization Serum? Improving genes? Gene Lock? Shen Jin suddenly recalled Director Hu Shou of Heavenly Net discussing the theory of Superhumans.
If he had not heard that news yesterday, Shen Jin definitely would not have believed Yang Ao so easily.
But eighty percent of human genes were useless. What kind of power could be hidden within those dormant genetic sequences?
If genetic optimization really could be achieved, then producing such effects was not impossible.
He had heard of Future Human Pharmaceuticals. It was a biomedical company that had risen to prominence in recent years, mainly researching cutting-edge medical technology and enjoying an enormous international reputation. Its greatest achievement had been conquering AIDS.
It had made countless people cry, "Oh my god!"
If it was Future Human Pharmaceuticals, then it really was possible.
Looking at his own standard shut-in body, Shen Jin saw that although three months of various weighted mining exercises had improved it considerably,
there was still some distance between him and being strong.
"Fine, I admit I'm interested. How can you prove you're Yang Tianyao's son?"
Yang Ao looked confident. That feeling of being about to seize control of everything had returned.
"Just search Google. Yang Tianyao's only son—there are photos of me there."
"The internet's been down for ages."
Yang Ao instantly cracked. This was another oversight.
How exactly could he prove that he was his father's son?
His father was already gone, the internet was down so he could not find information about himself, and he could not get hold of any inheritance documents, much less ask the government for proof.
They would make him prove to them that he was his father's son before issuing him proof.
Damn it! It was the apocalypse—who was going to issue that kind of proof? Fuck!
Yang Ao actually fell into a logical dead end.
"Ahem, don't worry about those details. Anyway, only I can open that laboratory in the end. If you can take me there, we each get one vial of the two serums inside."
"I want both vials."
"Don't push it too far! Without me, even if you find the laboratory, you won't be able to get in!"
"Then forget it. I don't want them. Get out."
"Hey! That's not how you bargain!"
"Beep, beep, beep."
He... he had muted him. Yang Ao felt that before he could even use the rest of his prepared spiel, before he could raise many of his conditions, the negotiation had abruptly ended.
Fuck! How was he supposed to play this?
Meanwhile, Shen Jin was completely unconcerned. Although the serum sounded quite good, it was ultimately just icing on the cake.
With the Blockify Ability that came with his system, he would never let himself fall into a dangerous situation.
More importantly, he currently held the initiative. He could drag things out with this little brother as long as he liked. He could afford to wait.
Time to get up!
Under Li Moxiao's resentful gaze, Shen Jin calmly took out a box of mooncakes and a bag of milk powder that he had prepared long ago.
Li Moxiao's expression instantly changed.
(°_°)
As long as he brought out food, Li Moxiao immediately became exceptionally obedient.
Shen Jin felt like the food in his hand was the "Soul-Control Bell" from a fantasy novel.
One shake, and Li Moxiao would come running after him. Another shake, and she would stop and let him do as he pleased.
Tsk, tsk.
New anime: "Time Stop: I Used a Soul-Control Bell to Control My Little Niece"
The two ate heartily. Li Moxiao wolfed down six large mooncakes and drank two bowls of milk powder with them.
Shen Jin clicked his tongue in amazement. Wouldn't she get sick of such sweet mooncakes? And mooncakes might look small, but they were incredibly filling!
Was she really still growing? Could there perhaps... be something to look forward to later?
Sneaking another glance, Shen Jin realized he could not see her belt anymore.
It turned out that his little niece had already changed into the outfit he had prepared for her. No wonder she looked much more pleasing to the eye today—fresh and adorable.
"Wait!"
Shen Jin suddenly froze. A moment later, he beat his chest and stomped his feet.
Yang Ao had led him astray!
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